Yu Gongquan stopped in mid-air, quite puzzled.

In terms of clothing, the young men below were purely savages, but their complexion was white and their demeanor was deep and legal, which made them dare not despise them.

At this time, those who had access to the public also saw the troubles of the disaster.

A large, ugly, gray-black bird was folding its wings and lying on a rock about half a man's height behind the young man. Its expression became languishing, but it still stretched out its long neck and rubbed against the young man's back. Who knew that this bird was God's goal?

He glanced coldly at the side, where there was a lying figure, whether dead or alive, it should be the guy who gave the signal. Farther away, the Zhao brothers stood up one by one, seemingly unharmed, their faces all pale and shocked.

The two were also ecstatic to see the public's right floating overhead. One of them said, "You immortal, this man has a powerful sword!"

Another also said, "He has the magic of fear!"

You Gongquan nodded, his sword light converged, and he fell to the ground, not in a hurry. He doesn't have a family tradition, but he does it through perseverance and perseverance. In the space of nearly two hundred years, he went from being a little guy like a bug to finally returning to Dan's accomplishments. It's almost a little legend. Because of this life experience, he has a wealth of experience, a cautious mind, and never fights uncertain battles.

Seeing the current situation, he already knew it in his heart. Not even the hunting party could stop it. If it's not necessary, it's better not to make a big fuss.

He's improving his language to communicate with this person. The young man opened his mouth first: "Seeing you as a leader, where is this? How far is it from Yunzhou Wharf? How far is it from Cliff City?"

The young man's achievements certainly didn't reach the level of returning to Dan. However, in the face of a higher level of public power, he still has considerable courage and insight, as usual.

Seeing this, the public's right to travel feels that young people are outstanding and do not want to cause trouble. After pondering for a moment, he said, "This is a branch of Duanjie Mountain, close to the Cliff City. It is located more than 14,000 miles northeast. As for moving the Yamaun Boat Pier further......"

As soon as he answered, the atmosphere relaxed considerably. The young man nodded, "It's a deviation. Thank you for the suggestion. ”

Of course, the young man is from Luo Qing. Two days earlier, he had flown thousands of miles east of Demo Valley in a large bird. Barely stopping manned flights for thousands of miles, the "bastards" of the Big Bird have already suffered five attritions and seven injuries. There is no excess capacity. Luo Qing had to walk while taking care of the patient.

Ever since the qi was forcibly lifted and the fat monster was killed, Shi Gan has been in a sick state. He often fell into a coma, often fell into a coma, and rarely went into a state of consciousness. Most of the time, Luo Qing had to travel with him on his back.

By this time he had lost his way and knew only the southeast and northwest, but could not find the docks, the constituency and the rest of the place. Like a fly without a head, I walked in the mountains for two days and finally met this group of people, because this "bastard" caused trouble. After two small arguments, I finally got the news.

At this time, the hunting party received a signal that the others were coming, and the sound of the forest costumes breaking through the air sounded one after another, and one figure after another flashed, vaguely forming an encirclement and sealing off the woodland. Later, when people saw this, they were surprised, some were curious, and some had the same thoughts as the person who sent the signal, and their hearts were full of joy.

The hunting team was full of good and evil people, and people's hearts were turbulent, Luo Qing frowned slightly. At this moment, the "bastard" lying on the ground let out a faint cry, stretched out his slender neck, and rubbed his shoulders with his round head. Luo Qing lost confidence and gathered a group of pure vitality. He stroked the bird's head and neck all the way and finally cheered it up and quacked, which was very useful.

The monks around him, seeing him trapped in a tight encirclement, still behave in this way. Some were angry, others admired him very much.

Luo Qing was also thinking, surrounded by these twenty or thirty people, if he really wanted to turn his face, he had no choice but to escape, but to protect the sleepy Gan Shizhen, he really wanted to bother.

At this point, the public's right to travel made a decision: "Are you going to Kyaw Bi City? We are returning from the Dimoko Valley." We might as well go to the city of Kyorbi to sell things. If we see evil spirits and beasts on the road, we can also take care of them more. How?"

He said this in order to attract people, and the hostility of the monks around him was greatly reduced.

Hunting regiments are not robbers. While there are many so-called "hunting groups" who occasionally engage in businesses that are not theirs, this is a side hustle that not everyone can do. In addition, now they have returned from the demo valley and have been fighting hard for many days. They have returned with a full load of goods. They have done everything in their power to capture the golden-eyed poisonous ape. They take windfalls and other things lightly. After all, no matter how good things are, they have to have a life of their own.

Luo Qing's thoughts turned, and he nodded when he remembered something: "Thanks to the director's care, I still have a patient here......"

When you hear this, you see a faint figure by the bluestone where the big bird is lying. Most of them are hidden under his wings and cannot be seen clearly. He didn't care, taking the patient with him could only reduce Luo Qing's risk. He pleaded for more comfort: "Is your friend very sick? If they are not good at doing things, there are also special cloud floats made by "Sanxitang", which can be used to house patients. It costs a lot of money to drive, and friends need to pay some. ”

There was some businessman's spirit in the words, but he also admitted it. Luo Qing let go of some thoughts again, nodded again, and hugged the stone trunk behind the rock.

The woman was still sleeping, her cheeks were pale, and less than half of her face was hidden in a low-hanging curtain. However, the only thing that was revealed was the clarity of her appearance.

At this time, many people around you are inhaling gently. When they're together, it's quite loud.

After months in the mountains, I saw many ugly monsters and bloody battles. Where have I ever seen such a delicate beauty?

Seeing this scene, the right to visit the public is a bit of a headache.

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Luo Qing had a dream.

He dreamed that in the foggy valleys of Mexico, a shadow grew in the wind, from very small to very large, until it filled the heavens and the earth. It is tall and powerful, nestled among the mountains, like a mountain, without any difference.

What impressed him was that there seemed to be a flower crown on it?

Just as I was about to take a closer look, the mountain-like giant collapsed. When his head was pressed down, Luo Qing woke up in shock.

Luo Qing was in the carriage, the wind was blowing the curtains, and it was still dark outside.

He used to practice while sitting, but he suddenly fell asleep. However, he wakes up still full of energy. His spiritual achievements have stabilized, and his entire body seems to have infinite power. The car drove deeper, and the delicate woman breathed slightly, she was still asleep.

Although the woman woke up while sewing, this time she slept for a long time. Luo didn't know what was wrong with her, and he didn't dare to disturb her. She just took care of her carefully and wanted to return to the tribe as soon as possible. Her elders diagnosed her.

It was still early, and Luo Qing knew that his brain was disturbed by the "iceberg" in the memory area just now, and he had a headache. After thinking about it, he fell back into deep thought. The emptiness in his heart spread, and fish and dragons swam in it, like a Chinese painting, merging with the bright moon in the sky and the small lake on the ground.

However, there are two more things on my mind.

One is the towering mountains. The "iceberg" of the memory zone seems to melt into an unknown space in the distance. This is vaguely recognizable and uncertain. Only faint mountains can be seen. What's more, it's a shadow. After a long search, it felt like a fairy mountain floating in the air.

The other is fire smoke and light fog. This one was close to the dragon, and it was wrapped in a thin layer of something outside the dragon's heart. It appears and disappears from time to time. At first glance, it looks like a pthyosaur swallowing clouds and spitting fog. It looks very good. For this reason, Luo Qing can be sure that this must be the magic of Rakshasa.

This should be in the place of the gap, and I inadvertently absorbed a copy, as for why I sucked it in, Luo Qing did have some guesses.

This is the ability to vent air into the country ...

This "Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon" unconsciously reached the second stage, directing the external qi to the inner emptiness. The road behind it has gone beyond the first weather method. This is a self-imposed lesson. I don't know what to do. He was about to further consolidate his thoughts when someone outside the car called him.

"Yu Xianchang, Yu Xianchang, are you there?"

Luo Qing lifted the curtain and saw a middle-aged man standing there with his head down. Seeing him come out, he lowered his head and said cautiously: "Yu Xianchang, I'm sorry ......"

However, the person is of medium stature and has a trembling appearance. Luo Qing did recognize him.

This man's name was Fan Lao, and most hunting parties called him "Fan Lao". Due to the hardship color on his face, he looks older than everyone, including the public's travel rights. In fact, he is only in his 40s and is considered young in this group. The word "Fan Lao" means more interesting.

Fan Guy's status in the group is awkward, although he is also a monk at the beginning of the order, but his strength is quite weak, and he usually can't help you, so he can stay in the hunting group because he is a hawker's identity. Buying some gadgets at a better price saves the troupe a lot of effort.

Luo Qing nodded, closed the curtains, sat on the axle of the car and spoke: "It's Brother Fan." What can I do for you?"

His voice alarmed the "bastard" in the carriage. The big bird rubbed his head against him again. Law pushed him away with a smile. But seeing that the Fan guy also secretly stretched out his hand and touched the wings of the big bird feathers hanging from the carriage, the "bastard" didn't feel it, curled up and squinted and dozed off.

Noticing Luo Qing's eyes, Fan's face turned red. After all, he plucked up the courage to approach: "Yu Xianchang, can't this bird really give up?"

Luo Qing smiled and shook his head. Fan Lao is not the first person to say this. In the last two days, including travel rights, many people are looking to buy this bird. In fact, he used the bird as a temporary means of transportation, and if he didn't sell it, it would be nothing. However, during the days and nights that cross the Dimoka Valley, it is indeed because of its abundance. Luo Qing is not the one who demolished the bridge and crossed the river. He wants to bring Big Bird back into the mesmerizing vision, take care of his injuries and talk about other things.

Fan Lao was a little disappointed, but he still gritted his teeth, and finally said, "Yu Xianchang, if you are willing to let go, I am willing to replace the ring with it! You don't have a storage ring now, do you?"