The exit of the valley was covered by a forest, and it was the season of spring flowers, and there were so many wild things in it that Liu Meng shot down a pheasant after he was gone.

There was an era of cowardly Xue Jun, which was naturally the Yuan Dynasty. Two people can go deep into Mobei to assassinate the Mongolian prince, and there is also the secret medicine of the Shaolin faction, Xiao Huandan, to defend himself. Luo Huchen, a gray-clothed man, is proficient in horsemanship, strong in martial arts, decisive in case of trouble, and has his own arrogance between talking and laughing, it is rare to act eclecticly, not as cautious and thoughtful as famous people. This Qingyun Sect disciple who has never heard of it is so strong?

Especially Ding Qi, when he woke up from a coma, he blurted out the word "rely on", is it possible that such oral words are popular in the Central Plains rivers and lakes now? The indifference to precious medicines and the indifference to life and death are completely enduring habits, and Liu Meng believes that he is not mistaken.

Who are they? What was the purpose of being chased and killed by the cowardly Xue army in the depths of the steppe, as he said, to assassinate a Mongolian prince? Also, in the face of the fiercest warriors in the steppe, why are they not worried at all?

His mind was full of questions, and Liu Meng couldn't figure it out when he thought about it, so he suddenly shook his hand and secretly laughed at himself for being really idle. I just met by coincidence, relying on them to lead the way out of the grassland, no matter where they are sacred, after arriving in the Central Plains, they will naturally part ways, each looking for their own mother.

Dealing with the pheasant that came, Liu Meng estimated that it would take about the same time, and then returned to the hiding hole.

The young man in black, Ding Qi, was weak after being seriously injured and had already fallen asleep. Luo Huchen was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands were waving in a questioning pose, and the heat above his head was steaming, as if he was exercising to heal his wounds.

When people in the rivers and lakes are running internal strength, they are most taboo for others to peep around. Although he didn't know why Luo Huchen was so careless, Liu Meng hurriedly exited the cave, rebuilt a fire outside, took out the black bear skull as a pot, and boiled chicken soup on the fire.

The fire was extremely fierce, and after a while, the water was turned over, and the chicken soup with seasonings began to be fragrant, Liu Meng made the fire smaller, and when he began to collect the soup, Luo Huchen walked out of the hole.

"What a fragrant smell!" Luo Huchen sniffed deeply and praised him a little intoxicated. "I didn't expect Brother Liu to have such good skills, and today I have a good mouth."

"Brother Luo has won the award, but the younger brother is just greedy, and he often goes to the mountains to get some wild food and fight tooth sacrifices, and he will practice it after a long time." Liu Meng returned with a smile, but carefully noticed that the other party's face was a little gray, and his eyes were bloodshot, which was a little worse than the look just now.

"That, Brother Luo, your complexion doesn't seem quite right." Liu Meng asked cautiously. Luo Huchen let out a "hmm", his thick and dark eyebrows furrowed, and said: "When I broke through, I was slapped by the Hundred Damage Daoists, but fortunately, the martial arts I practiced were Yang Zhigang, and I have suppressed this cold poison in the Tanzhong Acupoint, and I can wait to return to the Central Plains to find the fourth senior sister for treatment." ”

Hundred damage Taoist, this name Liu Meng has never heard of, there are some clouds and mountains and fog covers, and it is not good to ask more, so as not to be suspicious of the other party, so he can only say "Oh" and concentrate on making chicken soup.

Luo Huchen is not only broad-minded, but also extremely cautious, seeing the other party like this, knowing that he doesn't recognize the power of the Hundred Damage Daoist, he immediately lifted his shirt and showed his back to Liu Meng.

Liu Meng looked at it and exclaimed, "This is?" I saw a green palm print come into view, the five fingers were clear, and the edges were swollen and turned blue. Luo Huchen put down his clothes and smiled indifferently: "This Hundred Damage Daoist will have a Xuanshen Divine Palm, which is extremely vicious, if you meet it, you must be careful, avoid it if you can, and try not to do anything with it." ”

Xuan Shen Palm! This is a thunderous palm, in the Heaven and Dragon Slayer, Zhang Wuji was hit by the poisonous hands of the two old deer stickers and Hebi Weng, and finally led to a series of adventures in Jiuyang's divine skills. But who is the Hundred Loss Daoist? How can it also be the Xuanming Divine Palm, could it be that now is the era when the Heaven and Dragon Slayer occurred?

Also, after being in the palm of the Xuanming Divine Skill, unless he cultivates the full version of the Jiuyang Divine Skill, he can get rid of it all, Luo Huchen said that he has cultivated the martial arts of the Yang and the Strong, is it the Jiuyang Divine Skill?

Not to mention that Liu Meng was full of doubts, Luo Huchen didn't know where to find a silver soup spoon, scooped a spoonful of chicken soup from the bone pot and put it into his mouth, not afraid of the heat of the boiling soup at all. "Good! The fragrance is rich and the aftertaste is endless! As he spoke, he scooped a spoonful and savored it, not taking such a vicious injury to heart.

As the night fell, after drinking the chicken soup, Ding Qi fell asleep again, and Liu Meng replaced the medicine for him, so he consciously proposed to go outside to keep vigil, so as not to be blocked in the hole. How Luo Huchen was willing to let his benefactor be on duty at night, after some disputes, he decided to keep the first half of the night and the second half of the night, and the two took turns to defend, so he gave up.

I lived in the valley for two more days, anyway, the bear meat carried by Liu Meng was enough for three people to eat, plus the return of hunting pheasants and hares from time to time, so I didn't have to worry about eating and drinking. And Ding Qi's injury has improved slightly, and he can barely stand up, thinking that he must go out of the grassland as soon as possible to heal his injuries, Luo Huchen is the main and secondary, and after cleaning up the traces in the cave, the three of them rode the captured war horses, went around a big circle to the east, and turned over a big mountain, before re-entering the grassland, all the way to the south.

Luo Huchen has his own set of wayfinding, even in the vast steppe is not worried about getting lost, along the way to meet small nomadic tribes, all quietly avoided, occasionally to replenish the provisions, the Mongolian language is also very smooth, its knowledge is profound, judgment is correct, so that Liu Meng has to feel admired.

As Ding Qi's injury gradually stabilized, he was able to ride alone, and there was no need to fix the rope behind Luo Huchen. In this way, galloping horses in the boundless prairie, the speed of the three of them was more than doubled.

But the good times didn't last long, Luo Huchen's palm wound began to attack slowly, from the initial day of one day to suppress, to one in the morning, noon and evening, until every hour he had to stop, sitting cross-legged to regulate pranayama and suppress the cold poison. In just half a month, the iron-clad man was tortured by the cold poison and was insincere, his eye sockets were deep, his face was pale and frightening, and the palm prints on his back were black and swollen.

It turned out that the Zhiyang Zhigang martial arts practiced by Luo Huchen was not the nemesis of the Xuanming Divine Palm, "Jiuyang Divine Skill", but the Da Songyang Hand, which was known for its strong palms. There is a difference of more than 108,000 miles between the two, no wonder it can't be suppressed with the Snow Ginseng Yuzhan Pill.

Looking at every cold poison attack, Luo Huchen's cold and blue body trembled, and Ding Qi was so anxious that his eyes were split, but there was nothing he could do. After these words, Liu Meng admired Luo Huchen's mind and conversation, and had a very good impression of him, and tried his best to relieve his pain at the moment, and even tried to suppress the cold poison in his body with his own internal strength, but in addition to freezing himself numbly, it had no effect at all.

On this day, on the edge of a sea, Luo Huchen did not support the cold poison, and suddenly fell under the horse. Liu Meng and Ding Qi hurriedly helped him to sit down, and let him resist by himself, and all others could do was to build a fire on the side, hoping to start a little warmth.

His teeth were gritted, and his originally resolute and cheerful face was distorted, and after a quarter of an hour, Luo Huchen stopped shaking, and let out a long sigh, and then it was so soft that his hands and feet were so cold that it was difficult to move at all. Here, Liu Meng immediately stepped forward to push blood through the palace for him and activate the meridians; Ding Qi took out the water bladder and poured the last few drops of liquor into Luo Huchen's throat.

A set of actions, Liu Meng and the others are extremely proficient, and they have spent the last few days like this. If you don't get out of the grassland and find the fourth junior sister in Luo Huchen and Ding Qi's mouth, I'm afraid that it won't last long.

Ding Qi's self-control is excellent, even though he is extremely anxious behind his back, but as soon as he arrives in front of Luo Huchen, he becomes indifferent, endures the hot pain at the wound, and deliberately finds some interesting things to chat with Liu Meng, wanting to help Luo Huchen relax his mind and give him the confidence to fight against the increasingly fierce cold poison.

While warming Luo Huchen's hands and feet, he chatted about various wonders on the grassland, and suddenly, Liu Meng's ears moved, and he seemed to hear a slight movement not far away.

Someone! Liu Meng's expression tightened, and he quietly gestured to Ding Qi, then got up pretending not to care and walked towards the war horse. The grass near Haizi is extremely lush, and in some places it grows almost waist-high, and it is impossible to find it inside the hideout. However, Liu Meng's current cultivation is extraordinary, and the slightest breath within thirty meters is absolutely impossible to hide.

Pretending to take a few steps easily, Liu Meng's body suddenly flashed, and he performed the fastest goose walking skill, and the two ups and downs jumped to the grass where he was suspicious, and with a flick of his left hand, a black light quietly shot straight in, bringing out a miserable scream.

Unexpectedly, the other party found out, five shirtless strong men flashed out of the grass, one looked uglier than the other, and the first strong man with a pigtail on the back of his head was pierced to the left shoulder by an iron snake cone, and angrily shouted "Kill him!" He took the lead and raised his mallet and killed Liu Meng.

This strong man's martial arts are extremely strong, as soon as Liu Meng's long sword hits the nail mallet smashed by the other party, the palm of his hand is numb, knowing that he can't take it hard, and when the body method is unfolded, relying on the wonder of the gods, he snorted a few swords, and the four strong men who rushed in after him were swept in.

Luo Huchen had just experienced the torture of cold poison, and he couldn't even stand up, and he was powerless to fight at all. Ding Qi was seriously injured and could only barely move, so how could he fight? Behind him were two wounded, and Liu Meng could only grit his teeth and face these five fierce enemies alone.

The footwork is light and wonderful, with twists and turns. The five shirtless strong men each used hammers, maces, chain hammers, iron rods, and one-legged bronze men, wielding them with strong wind, but they didn't even touch the corners of Liu Meng's clothes for a while, but were amused by his sword in the east and a sword in the west, and couldn't help screaming angrily.

The five strong men all used long and heavy weapons, and they were both tall and strong, and if they were fighting on horses, or facing each other, Liu Meng would have been smashed into a pulp! Now relying on the slippery loach-like magic transformation method, I don't want to be useless, but I want to drag the other five people, so I just found the enemy's weakness.

Luo Huchen took advantage of this opportunity to slowly ease up, and called Ding Qi, who was guarding with a crossbow in front of him, to get out of the way, and then Dingqing looked at the strange outfits of the five people on the other side, and said loudly: "I see that a few people are extraordinary people, and somehow they came to sneak attack us?" Qingyun sent Luo Huchen here, and I hope that a few of them can give a clear difference! ”

When the strong man at the head heard the other party's question, he immediately screamed angrily, stopped the nonsense and brutal fighting, and said: "The five gods under the seat of a certain Naitian Khan are also ordered to come to arrest the assassins, you Southern Barbarian dare to sneak into the Golden Tent to assassinate Batu Khan, is it really no one in my khanate?" I'm going to smash your body into pieces! ”