"Ahh forced the toad-faced old man to howl wolf, and another kick on his chest, kicked out again, and the shot was really heavy, this kick, after landing, he really rolled his eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lang Yu turned around, lowered his head and picked up Yueyue, and walked in front of the old man in three or two steps.

People are cheap skins, Lang Yu's feet immediately made the toad face understand a lot of problems, seeing him coming, as soon as he took two breaths, he rushed to get up, and ran towards the stream obliquely.

This kid is too abnormal, it stands to reason that I don't know each other, it doesn't matter if you save a beauty, other people's lives and deaths have a relationship with you, as for you are so excited. Seeing that he would not let himself live, the old guy raised his right hand several times to give himself a break, but in the end he was still reluctant.

After more than thirty miles of winding mountain road, the Toad-faced Venerable finally climbed to the top with the top handle, and immediately collapsed to the ground, with no breath out but no breath. You can't use Xuan Qi, he's just a mortal.

Lang Yu hugged Yueyue and glanced at the corpses all over the ground. "What about the Venerable?"

"Ahh , Venerable, he, he blew himself up. In a word, the old man regretted it after speaking.

"you." "Bang!" Lang Yu kicked him to the cliff with his feet. Five inverted, the head broke and the blood flowed.

"Poof!" The old man, who had spurted a mouthful of blood, stood up. "Boy, let's go together." It's so bad that I can't live, and if I come to two feet, I have to be angry to death.

The old man pounced on Langyu and blew himself up!

No one would have thought that it would only be more than an hour before and after, and this kind of thing would be their turn, or they would be crippled in the hands of a first-order warrior, and they would not understand what step they had taken wrong until they died.

"Boom!" With another kick, the old man stuck to the cliff again, slid down, and fainted.

The self-explosion didn't explode, the Xuan Qi in the dantian is someone else's, without the Xuan Qi, you will explode a fart, and the old man is also forced to be stupid.

A warrior plays with a venerable person for this virtue, and Langyu should be unique.

Putting down Yueyue, Lang Yu carefully identified the corpses one by one, none of them recognized, and there were no marks. The only thing that can distinguish them is the three men in strong suits, the same costume, it should be a group, and it is similar to Yueyue's outfit. It's just that the image is too miserable.

There is no Gan Thirteen, this is a good thing, Lang Yu's heart has been a little calm, but the one who blew himself up is the Venerable, and it is most likely Gan Thirteen, Lang Yu found a few pieces of clothing on the edge of the cliff, and every time he found one, his heart was trembling, and his hands couldn't stop shaking.

Finally, he couldn't find anything that could prove that it was Gan Thirteen, and Lang Yu glanced at the old man in the green robe who was piled up on the side. He really wanted to go up, and a sword split him in two, and he felt that it was too cheap for this old boy.

Seeing the snake-shaped ring on the old man's hand at a glance, Lang Yu's eyes lit up, if it was Uncle Gan, there should be "Kun Luo Jue" or that scimitar in the ring. But what about rings?

Lang Yu walked over, took the ring off the old man's index finger, and couldn't get in. Transporting the 'Returning to the Origin Formula', the lead-colored Shenyuan in the sea of consciousness turned around, and attacked it with a "pop". The old man at his feet was full of excitement, "Ah! He woke up with a cry of pain.

There are a lot of things in the ring, but there is no familiar ring that he is looking for, in fact, Lang Yu also knows that storage rings of the same level cannot accommodate each other, but he is too anxious.

"Where's their ring?" Lang Yu raised his sword and picked the old man's chin. The toad face looked up stupidly with a shocked expression, and it couldn't speak anymore. After half a day, a few words were squeezed out: "Are you a warrior or a venerable?" ”

"That's not what you're supposed to ask, answer me!" It's still a cold voice.

"Their rings were taken by a few people below, and I didn't move."

"What kind of weapon did that Venerable use, and what kind of attribute exercises?"

"It's a walking stick, and the exercises you practice should be water-based. Ahem! This time the old man replied very happily, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. After a few rounds, it seems that the injury is indeed not light.

"Water Attribute Exercises?" It doesn't look like Uncle Gamble, but who could it be? Looking back at Yueyue, only when this little girl wakes up can she know what happened.

The fairy sword flipped his hand and showed it, and Lang Yu dug a pit on the spot and buried the bodies of the three men in strong suits on the road. Pick up Yueyue again and walk down the mountain.

"Follow!"

The old man listened with a cracked mouth. This time I did it, I encountered some stubble, and I casually shot it was a spiritual weapon, which was the treasure I dreamed of, but it was used to dig a pit, and the flying sword. And he is obviously a warrior, but it seems that he easily broke his ring.

A pair of small eyes were spinning around, and he was really confused. If you are reluctant to die, you have to follow honestly.

But he will not wait to die, and he will no longer look for opportunities all the time.

The gray robe under Yueyue's body was gently lifted by the wind, and the old man's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he was shocked. The footsteps stopped, and the toad's mouth was wide enough to fit two eggs. "You, you're an immortal!?"

"Huh?!" Langyu stood still. Seen? As soon as I thought about it, I immediately understood that the mark of the word 'wind' on my body had been erased, but Yueyue's dress was ignored.

The words "Shangxian spares his life, Xiaoxiu in the lower realm is blind and ...... dog's eyes" frightened the old man in the green robe. Anyway, I can't say anything, can I spare what I did!

There is nothing to doubt this time, with the net worth of the young man in front of him, he can only be an immortal. Maybe his cultivation is much higher than his own, at least he doesn't feel that he has been wronged.

Lang Yu rolled his eyes, did he recognize it? Hum! It's okay, this tiger skin may save a lot of trouble. After thinking for a while, he said in a deep voice: "If you didn't kill the wrong person, I can not kill you, if you want to have other thoughts, you can't blame me." ”

"Thank you to the immortals, thank you to the immortals, Xiao Xiu doesn't dare, don't ......" If the immortals don't blame, the old man wants to kneel down and kowtow immediately. If you want to be verbose again, Langyu has already gone on.

Five corpses, plus the old man in the green robe, respectfully took out three more rings, a total of eighteen rings. Lang Yu looked at them one by one, but found no trace of Gan Thirteen. In the end, Lang Yu secretly put Xiao Qing into the waterhole, and half an hour later, he fished out the ring of the bitter manager at the bottom of the waterhole and sneaked back to Lang Yu's body. After reading it, Lang Yu finally confirmed that the Venerable who blew himself up was not Gan Thirteen.

Lang Yu, who breathed a sigh of relief, finally turned cloudy with a murderous aura on his face, and the old man in the green robe felt a chill on his back at this time.

"Sign up."

"Back to Shangxian, Xiaoxiu Zhuang Qingxian." The old man in the green robe hugged his fists and bowed again. He was glad he hadn't killed the wrong person.

"Find a quiet place, I'm going to heal her."

"Thirty miles away, there is a cave. I don't know ...... immortals? ”

"At least a thousand miles away."

"Ugh! Okay, good, Desperate Valley, Xiao Xiu still has a place to live, and no one will disturb him. ”

"I don't want anyone to know, understand?"

"Understand, don't worry." Zhuang Qingxian was like an amnesty, and he couldn't wait to give the fairy shoes.

Dare to be a robber, there is no unfamiliar situation within a radius of thousands of miles.

It was not difficult to find the three living golden feather horses, Lang Yu boarded one with Yueyue on his chest, Zhuang Qingxian himself one, and the other let go. The two horses and three men left the eagle's beak stream before dark.

Is Zhuang Qingxian so convinced? I don't know, why Langyu took such a big risk to leave such a hidden danger, only he knows. After the three of them came out of the stream, they kept walking on a remote path, and they didn't meet a single figure in the past three days. In the middle of the night on the fourth day, we arrived at a black and reckless mountain forest, dozens of miles deep, full of obstacles, strange cliffs. After a section of mountain road, a dead end appeared in front of me.

Zhuang Qingxian didn't wait for Lang Yu to ask, then turned over and dismounted. "Shangxian, there is a dead end ahead, and there is the Valley of Despair below."

Lang Yu got off the horse and hugged Yueyue, the bumps along the way, Yueyue had no sign of waking up, Lang Yu was anxious, he didn't know how to heal, besides, this cultivator's injury was not something that ordinary herbs could heal well.

"How do you go down?" Lang Yu turned his head to look at Zhuang Qingxian.

"This, Xiao Xiu ignored it, I usually go in and out of the sky. Now ......" Zhuang Qingxian is a little embarrassed.

Let me let you go? Hehe, there are no doors.

"Let's get down the grass." Lang Yu stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down.

"That's all there is to it." Zhuang Qingxian shook his head helplessly, turned around and began to knot. A moment later, one was handed to Lang Yu, and the other was wrapped around his body.

"Shangxian, is it down together, or ......"

The corners of Langyu's mouth hooked, looked at the straw rope, and pushed his nose. "You go first, I'll be there later."

Zhuang Qingxian's unaware face trembled slightly, threw off the straw rope, and climbed down first. Lang Yu looked at it, narrowed his eyes, and chuckled. "Play with me, you can't do it yet." No matter what Zhuang Qingxian thinks of Lang Yu, what kind of weight he is, Lang Yu knows very well, and he is always careful along the way. This guy was driven to a dead end, and he really had the heart to kill immortals. Maybe he's been here, but there's no cave. Some are just a fifth-order demon beast.

Lang Yu tied Yueyue on his back with his shoulders on his back, stretched the straw rope with both hands, and threw it down more than five meters away from Zhuang Qingxian. Zhuang Qingxian is no different from the abolition of cultivation now, he really can't go down without a rope, Lang Yu is different, he can climb up such a cliff with his bare hands, is it difficult to go down.

As soon as he grabbed the rope with both hands, he slid down five or six meters, caught up with Zhuang Qingxian with one kick of his feet, and then halfway down with two kicks.

Zhuang Qingxian looked down and laughed darkly. It's not that he hasn't seen the upper immortals in the lower realm, as long as you suppress below the Venerable, don't think about coming up again. The demon beast below came twice by himself, but he couldn't help it. The faster you fall, the sooner you die, and this immortal killing thing, I have nothing to do with it.

"Boom, boom." Lang Yu took two more steps, and a small green snake got into his sleeve between the cracks in the stone.