Chapter 197, the sword is not old

More than 30 people knelt on the ground, and the scene was truly shocking.

"How is this possible! How could the two of them save more than thirty of you! ”

The man who had provoked the trouble at first asked incredulously.

One of the leaders of the team said loudly:

"We fought all night, but we didn't expect that when the sky was just dawning, the tide of Warcraft appeared, we were besieged by hundreds of Warcraft, we were exhausted at that time, and we were about to be unable to stand it, at this time, these two benefactors suddenly appeared and killed the Warcraft......"

That scene, when he and the others recalled it now, felt terrified and incredible.

The powerful demonic beast was ruthlessly harvested by the two of them, and the speed of the two of them was extremely fast, and they didn't even see how they made a move, and the demonic beast was already injured to the point and fell to the ground with a bang.

Hundreds of demonic beasts, within a moment, were half killed by them, and half of them fled when they saw that the situation was wrong.

The mortal crisis disappeared in this way.

Everyone wanted to thank them for the rest of their lives, but the two of them had disappeared in place and entered the deeper part of the Demon Rift.

Then the painful roars of the demonic beasts rang out one after another, and everyone could hear it, it was the voice of the Sand Tiger.

At this time, everyone only hunted a dozen Sand Tigers, only thirty fangs, but listening to the movement in the depths, just a few Sand Tigers were killed, everyone knew that this task was difficult to complete, but they were also convinced.

I wanted to wait until the two of them came out to thank them for saving their lives, but they flew back to the city after killing the Sand Tiger, and everyone had to rush back as quickly as possible.

"If it weren't for the two of us to save each other, we would have died more than half of them!"

Night Picker waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, you guys get up, you don't have to kneel all the time, it's just a matter of saving you." ”

They are all human beings, and they are also monks, these people are besieged by so many demonic beasts, since they have encountered them, there is naturally no reason not to save them, which is not worth mentioning in the eyes of her and Uncle Huang, and it is easy to do.

"Pan Lao Er, didn't you say that you took off your head and kicked it as a ball? Don't take your head off yet! ”

Some people teased the men who spoke the most ugly before.

Pan Lao Er and the others blushed and walked away with their tails shrunk.

At this time, Qiu Niang from the tea shop heard the movement and walked out, and learned that Mo Shenyuan and Ye Xingxing had completed their task, so she couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

It's a pity that the tall man wears a silver mask, and he can't see his face clearly and can't detect his cultivation, while the woman wears a hat and wears a hat, and her face is hidden in the shadow of the hat, as if separated by a layer of enchantment, which is even more difficult to see.

Qiu Niang said in her heart, this time she has lost her eyes, and she must not underestimate people in the future.

When the two of them took the task yesterday, because they saw that the two of them were young, and they couldn't see the cultivation, they only thought that the two of them were the sons and daughters of the rich and noble families.

If you have completed the task, you will naturally be rewarded.

Qiu Niang took the two to a secret room in the tea shop.

This place can be cut off from the penetration of the divine sense, and no one else will be able to hear what is said here.

"Two, this is the address where the seventh-order alien fire appeared three days ago."

Qiu Niang took out a sheepskin map, marked a red dot in one place, and handed the map to the night picker.

The main reason is that this tall man's breath is cold, giving people the feeling that they are not close to anyone, and she has a feeling in her heart that she can't get close, and she only dares to talk to the stars at night.

"You should also know that the seventh-order alien fire belongs to the high-level alien fire, with spiritual intelligence, it will move and hide, it appeared here three days ago, but now it is not necessarily in this place, if you want to find the alien fire, you still need to find it yourself."

"Okay, thanks, we got it."

Night Picking Star glanced at the map, and did not take it, but returned it to Qiu Niang.

When you go out, you still have to be cautious, if there is something left on this map that can track people's whereabouts, if you hold the map, the traces of her and the imperial uncle will be detected.

She never forgot that the mountains and rivers on the map had been imprinted in her mind.

got the hint he wanted, and Mo Shenyuan took the night star out of the tea shop together.

After going out, Mo Shenyuan took out a flying spirit boat, and the two got on the spirit boat together and set off towards the north.

"The location where the seventh-order strange fire appeared is inside the Chiyu Mountain Range, and it just so happens that the place we are going to is there."

The corners of the night picks the star's mouth up, and he communicates with the emperor's uncle, looking like he is in a good mood.

It would be great if you could find the alien fire and the divine beast on this trip.

But if she could only find one of them, she would be satisfied.

If you can't get any of the same, then you should play it out, and there is not much loss.

Lingzhou had only flown for half an hour, and when he picked the stars at night, he noticed that someone was following him, and looking at the look of the emperor's uncle, he obviously knew it for a long time.

She looked relieved, and lay on the comfortable couch, on which several layers of animal skins were covered, soft and warm, and she was trapped in it, not wanting to do anything.

Seeing the imperial uncle sitting next to him, drawing spiritual runes with yellow paper cinnabar, his heart also calmed down.

His jawline is a little cold, it makes people feel unapproachable when he doesn't smile, and his thin lips also give people a sense of despair, but he is such a person who hurts her to the bones.

His love is hotter than anyone else.

She was so fascinated that she didn't even know when he replaced the yellow paper with rice paper.

When he looked at it frequently, she noticed that something was wrong, and when she got up, she saw that the spirit rune on his desk was placed aside, and in the center was a picture of a beautiful woman sleeping in winter.

"Uncle Huang, when are you going to draw mine?"

She leaned over and looked at his portrait, her eyes lit up slightly.

Although this picture is not yet finished, Shen Yun has already been drawn by him, and he has vividly painted the lazy color in her eyes, and she in the painting feels like a lazy cat basking in the sun.

"Is it pretty?"

He asked, reaching out and sitting lightly on his lap.

"Of course it's good-looking, can I not look good?"

"Yes, Xing'er is the best-looking, Xing'er, you said that if it was looser here, would it be more meaningful."

He pointed to the spot where her neckline was drawn.

Ye Xingxing's cheeks flushed, covered his neckline, and reacted, "Okay, you old rascal, it turns out that when you painted me a portrait, you were so improper!" ”

He put down his pen, put his hands on her waist, and asked her with deep eyes, "Am I old?" ”

"Not old, not old, just six years older than me."

She said deliberately.

"Then I'll let Xing'er see if my sword is old."

His voice was close to her neck, and his hand slid up to her neckline.