Chapter Twenty-Three: Meng Huaichu

Nothing! This is the true meaning of his name, this concealment is not a hidden concealment, but a concealment of forbearance! He seemed to ignore the pain in his hands and the scars on his body, and he didn't even care about the sticks that appeared around his body, and pulled Zhang Lingdao over very arrogantly.

"Boy! Grandpa, even if I die, I will pull you to be buried with you! As he spoke, he raised the axe in his hand, and it was conceivable that the next second would be the separation of the corpse and the blood splashing.

Zhang Lingdao was caught by the sword, and he couldn't get out of his body for a while, but he didn't expect that just a momentary negligence would make him die here.

The axe blade was getting closer and closer to him, Zhang Lingdao suddenly felt that time had become very slow, and his long and distant life was also playing in a loop in front of him!

He is a modern person, a travel enthusiast who has no worries about food and clothing, except for arguing with his parents when he was a child, most of the time he spends his time wandering around the famous mountains and rivers, experiencing different customs around the world.

He once experienced the snow of Changbai Mountain, and he also lingered by the Tianchi; He once gazed at the sky from the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, and once braved the rapids in the Congo waterfalls; In the Himalayas, he also left his stumbling figure; Even in the trenches of Mali, he has seen them on the surface of the sea!

His life was extremely wonderful and magnificent, but when he was twenty-six years old, he came into this world, and at this time he was thinking about his graduation thesis.

Because the travel took too much time, he studied in college for eight years, and before he graduated, he came to this world in a trance.

came to this world, although it has not been a few days, but he feels that he has lived a more wonderful life than those 20 years, he has experienced the real battle of the rivers and lakes, and he also understands that the so-called rivers and lakes are not child's play.

Even if he just came to this world for a while, he was not in vain, and when he thought of this, he suddenly became extremely open-minded, and he no longer became afraid in the face of the expression of the axe blade.

"Ding!" Just as the blade was about to reach him, a stone flew in the air and knocked over the axe, causing his slow memory to suddenly stop.

Zhang Lingdao turned his head and saw a heroic man holding a long sword standing on the wall, holding another stone in his hand, "It seems that Yan is not late!" ”

His eyes looked at the other side, and the one who was knocked out secretly wanted to leave, and immediately shot out another stone in his hand, knocking him to the ground again.

Zhang Lingdao also quickly woke up from his memories, and quickly ran over to make up for a sword, knocking this guy who didn't have much breath to the ground.

Then Zhang Lingdao ran to the man and asked, "I don't know who Your Excellency is?" Why are you here? ”

The man shook his head, "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are!" ”

"Me?" Zhang Lingdao immediately introduced himself, in front of such a master, it was a cover-up, and there was no meaning, "I am a true martial disciple, Zhang Lingdao!" ”

"Are you a disciple of the Eight Desolations? No wonder! He shook his head again, and the whole person had already swept onto the roof, "Meng Huaichu is in danger, go to the rescue quickly!" ”

Zhang Lingdao was also shocked, and he didn't even have time to pick up the sword that fell to the ground, so he directly carried the sword with blood in his hand and followed.

In front of the main hall, the pouring rain accompanied by rolling thunder became heavier and heavier, and the surrounding halls were closed because the monks had come to help in the battle.

A man in blue and white clothes was fighting with a group of black-clothed people there, Zhang Lingdao originally wanted to go immediately, but found that he had become very tired, and he had no strength to use light skills anymore, so he had to move slowly on the steps, always paying attention to the changes inside.

That person's name has also been revealed above his head, it is the person Zhang Lingdao is looking for, the eldest young master of the Meng family, Meng Huaichu!

Although it is night, the time is close to the early hours of the morning, coupled with the constant lightning, Zhang Lingdao can roughly see the situation on the field.

Meng Huaichu obviously has good martial arts, and he can take their lives one by one when he fights with more than a dozen black-clothed people in the heavy rain. Not only that, but in a round of outbursts, he also killed everyone except for a female man in black, and the words in his mouth were very excited.

He kicked the female black-clothed man who wanted to pounce over, and walked in front of her step by step with a sword, "A group of ants, it's hard to sacrifice the soul of my Meng family!" ”

The woman in black was obviously a little frightened, and kept struggling on the ground, but she still couldn't escape the fate of being sanctioned. Meng Huaichu killed her with a sword, grabbed a sword flower in his hand, and put the sword back into the scabbard.

He was just about to take a breath when he felt someone behind him, and suddenly shouted, "Who! He immediately turned away, and it was taboo to turn his back to the enemy.

Zhang Lingdao hadn't noticed it yet, and following his gaze, a back that had flashed in front of him appeared in front of him again.

The middle of the night had just passed, and his memory was still very clear, this woman who walked down the stairs slowly on the side was the one who scared his guide away in the bamboo forest, in other words, that is, the poisonous lady, the blood is exquisite!

Blood Linglong let out a coquettish laugh and emerged from the shadows, "It's pitiful, your life is not worth a map!" ”

"Boom!" Another bolt of lightning struck down and reflected her face. Zhang Lingdao was taken aback, not to mention the position, this bloody figure is really great, and his face is also charming and moving.

Among the beautiful faces that Zhang Lingdao saw when he came to this river and lake, he could rank in the top five, if he hadn't seen a peerless beauty like Mingyuexin before, maybe he would have been fascinated by her.

"Hey! A beautiful woman, but a thief! He also felt the power flowing in his body, in this world, it is the internal qi surging that makes the physical strength rise, and in modern language, it is that the extremes of things must be reversed, and when the body is exhausted to a certain extent, it will make people not feel tired.

Meng Huaichu walked over slowly, his finger pointed directly at the blood Linglong, the whole person was like a dull volcano, I don't know when it will erupt.

"Bloody! You take my map, kill my people, today, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces! He had drawn his sword as he spoke, and was about to rush forward.

"Hahahaha!" Blood Linglong smiled forward and back, and seemed to look down on what Meng Huaichu said, "I'm so scared!" She made a scared expression, moved the scimitar in her hand, and pounced!

She was like a flying butterfly, holding two scimitars in her hands, and her whole person seemed to have no gravity, floating in the air.

And Meng Huaichu seemed to be afraid of her, so he could only passively resist with his sword, but the blood Linglong was flexible in the air, and he couldn't hit a sword.

PS again: I signed it immediately, and when the contract was sent, I memorized the architectural history for a day, ah, I'm going to die.