Chapter Forty-Three: White Clothes Enter the Northern Frontier, Red Clothes Step into the Central Plains (1/3, probably)
Blocking the man in white who once called the world's grandmaster the first with a big slogan, a good scenery in Jiangnan Road was also torn apart by the strength that escaped, Wang Anfeng didn't want to attract attention, so he had to apologize in his heart, and left in a hurry with the old man and Dongfang Ximing.
He is not bad, although the old man has fallen into the realm, but the level of the four grades is still there, and the movement here has attracted all kinds of good deeds in the court on the rivers and lakes, and he has gone to another city and rested in the inn for a while.
After a long absence, Wang Anfeng took a pot of wine and talked with the old man all night.
Talking about his recent experience, how to enter the Western Regions from the border pass, and how to go through the northern frontier.
said that he killed the king of Hun before entering the city of the Golden Horde, which frightened the prince.
said that the white-haired Zhang Xuyi was a husband and was majestic.
It is said that the last reunion of the dead soldiers of Shenwu is life and death.
The old man took a sip of wine and scolded that he was a bunch of dead brains back then, and he had been drilled into the horns of the bull for so many years, so he should be dragged back to the Central Plains by a thunderbolt and beaten up to beat the water out of his head.
After being silent for a while, he said that it might not be bad for Zhang Daqi to die there, it is better than dying of anger and old age.
The old man of the Wei Chi family has not done a few loss-making businesses in his life, and he is probably the longest living in their group, but the luck is not good, he has achieved the Shangzhu country in this life, and after he dies, it is estimated that his son will have to fall into the middle of the family, and when he reaches the grandson's generation, it is estimated that he will only be an ordinary family.
Today's emperor is more or less a nostalgic person, and the old man Wei Chi is also shrewd, and he didn't do anything that is in the way of the eyes, but it won't be that his family will be ruined after he dies.
The moon sets and the sun rises overnight.
The gray-haired old man staggered to his feet, and the cup in his hand was raised to hold the rising sun.
Then he drank the liquor that filled the slow daylight, patted the two sword qi sword intent not under the Shenwu sword, and said: "At this time in my life, I don't want to owe anyone any favors anymore, even if that old boy is not a million, this time lend me two swords, I will give him back." ”
"I'll cut Kunlun once, and then go to the rivers and lakes for him, and see how many reckless dragons and snakes can be startled, which can be regarded as repaying his affection, and when the time comes, you will enter the Tianjing City and face the old man to bring back all these years of energy."
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Jiangnan Province has a white-clothed run into northern Xinjiang.
Dugu Maha walked to the side door, with the help of the Lingshan Qi that was no worse than Kunlun Mountain, he forcibly cultivated the Daomen Immortal Lotus, the false immortal realm of one breath and one breath, and Wang Anfeng Buddhism King Kong's incorruptible physique fought evenly matched, and before he could use his real ability, he was cut through the qi vein by the old man who fell into the realm with a sword.
There was a blood mark on the front and back of the white clothes, as if a long sword had penetrated through the body, and the blood was dripping.
After all, there was once a sword land immortal, even if it was only for a moment, he saw the highest scenery in the world, and then the sword that was stabbed out was somewhat different, this sword seemed to make an ugly gap in the delicate lotus pond that he had forged in his body for thirty years.
The vitality of longevity continued to surge out of the body, and the lotus flowers in the body withered one after another.
But where he walked, there was a withered old forest suddenly turned to spring, the wildflowers that passed the flowering period bloomed with a fragrance, Dugu Maha jumped over the river together, the big river has ten miles of red carp jumping out, under the sun it seems to turn into a dragon group of Jiao and go, the scene is warm and lively.
He strode towards the jade pot, but after all, he was too far away, and was slashed by the former immortal who used up a divine sword and slashed the qi, and the injury was not extremely serious, but it was difficult to heal.
His complexion turned white day by day, and the blood under his eyes became red day by day.
Thirty years of demonic suppression by the icy Jade Hushan regained the upper hand. At that time, the Daoist knew that it was not his opponent who swallowed half of the Dao Collection, and the rest of the parts did not have martial arts classics, most of them were state of mind cultivation, wanting him to meditate hard, and finally dissolve the anger in his heart.
But Dugu Maha took the wrong path, which was originally a road where the Daomen treated everyone equally, and he became a dog who looked at all living beings in the world, and I was alone on the wrong path. swept through the cities and villages like a mad demon, and at the beginning, there was still the pride of the master who disdained to shoot at ordinary people.
Asked the village woman for a cup of tea to quench her thirst, her nails sank deep into her palms, blood was dripping, and she said goodbye and left.
After leaving the city, the demonic nature appeared in his mind and rushed into the wolves.
On the second day, dozens of wolf corpses were seen lying on the ground, their blood shriveled up, as if they had turned into dried corpses.
After tasting the blood again, the remaining spirit was suppressed, and he sat down all night, laughing and returning to the city.
Seeing the beautiful woman who had brought him a bowl of tea, the woman smiled at him, wondering why this handsome young man went and returned, Dugu Maha laughed, stretched out his right hand and broke the woman's neck, and then shed two lines of blood and tears.
The blood that had originally smeared out of the eyes and spread to the sideburns became more and more intense.
The man's eyes were black and red, and his qi was strangely stable.
Immediately continued to run out of the city towards the northern frontier.
There is a small Taoist temple in the mountains and rivers outside Wanling City, and there is only a young looking female crown in the Taoist temple, and there is a little Taoist priest Lu Chun who was picked up from the mouth of the dead and alive by this young master.
The little Taoist priest was extremely unkind to the gods enshrined in the Taoist temple, and he only inserted the incense into the copper furnace every day and let the immortals share it themselves. The female crown was in a daze all day long, sitting on the big bluestone she named Diaoyutai fishing.
In the eyes of the little Taoist Lu Chun, he was obviously lazy.
No one has known that a few years ago, when the Daomen Taishang left the Daomen Ancestral Court with the young disciples who had been accepted by the exception, someone had fished the Daomen Ancestral Court thousands of miles apart with a silk line hook, and was killed by the Taishang Qi Machine Tenglong with a wooden sword to be nailed outside the Ancestral Court.
Lu Chun was holding a wooden sword in his hand, playing and chopping as he wanted, and seeing that the female crown who was always sitting suddenly stood up, Lu Chun paused for a moment and said softly: "What's the matter, Master?" ”
A hint of disgust appeared on the woman's face.
“…… There are bugs. ”
Before Lu Chun could react to what a bug was, the female crown had already grabbed the fishing rod in her hand and suddenly flew out!
The young man was dumbfounded, watching the master who couldn't even cook take a few steps to reach the end of the world, Dugu Maha almost ran out of Jiangnan Road, but there was a female crown on the side behind him to catch up, holding a fishing rod in his hand to make a 'sword' as long as nine feet, shaking his hand and colliding with the grandmaster who nourished his immortal lotus pond with the blood and qi of all beings.
The 'sword' in the female crown's hand pierced Dugu Maha's chest.
Dugu Maha went astray, raised his hand like a knife to smash the 'sword' wrapped in internal qi, despite the fact that there was a piece of green bamboo stuck upside down in his chest, and the blood was dripping, but he never flew out, but accompanied by the white body, as if he had seen the world's ultimate cola, and laughed away.
The female crown watched the demon leave, her face turned pale, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
There are many paranoid people on the rivers and lakes, but she has never seen such a completely decisive person.
The last time I had such a feeling, it was a bloodthirsty celebrity who shouted that his husband couldn't eat five tripods in life, and he would cook five tripods in death.
Jiangnan Road is long and narrow, Dugu Maha crossed Jiangnan in three days, and then arrived at the border pass Xiongcheng in three days, laughed and crossed the military formation, stepped on the spear and gun array, and the sleeve robe flew and jumped thousands of feet, and when he was about to rush into the northern Xinjiang, he suddenly noticed something, stopped for the first time, and raised his head.
The white-clothed and red-shirted man stood out from the northern frontier, and a sword staggered like a comet attacking the moon and Dugu Maha.
Dugu Maha only attacked but could not defend, and was nailed to the center of his eyebrows by a sword.
The whole person flew out thirty feet backwards.
Xue Qinshuang quickly retreated, Dugu Maha was stunned for a long time, suddenly raised his hand, pulled out the short sword that had penetrated into the center of his eyebrows, laughed three times and broke it directly, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and finally spit out a mouthful of broken copper and iron, and the blood in his mouth was dripping with blood, like a mad demon, regardless of rushing into the northern frontier.
Raising his hand, the blood roared, and a hole was torn in the layers of cavalry.
The girl in white and red shirt frowned, and wanted to strike again, but saw that Dugu Maha had taken advantage of her short recovery time to fight out of the encirclement, obviously although crazy, but her rationality has not been lost, she has traveled in northern Xinjiang during this period of time, and has encountered many things.
Especially Lao Chengjing, the owner of the Zhou family's hometown who fled from the Central Plains to Northern Xinjiang, saw the gap between her short departure and rescue Wang Anfeng, guessed something, and planned to use this as a threat to ask her to obey orders.
At that time, many masters were besieged, and even very cautiously invited a prototype of a divine soldier.
The Zhou family has a picture scroll, which is left by the Yin and Yang family in the past, and the lotus flower on the painting is the family luck of the Zhou family.
On that day, Xue Qinshuang stepped out of the royal city.
The last lotus flower in the lotus pond of the Zhou family was cut off, and the three-hundred-year cultural context of the Zhou family has been extinct since then.
The girl's red dress is even more red.
Stepping out of the camp tent, he murmured in his mouth, and did not answer the call for me to step on Qinglian.
After that, he fought hard with Shan Xinglan, the military god of Northern Xinjiang, and was undefeated in thirteen moves, and left freely.
At this moment, the qi machine was actually injured, and it was too late to make a second move, watching the Dugu Maha made by the demonic hair rush into the northern frontier and turn around into the Central Plains.
PS: Today's first update is ............
Well, I said that I would try to add more today and try to ......