Five fingers pinched the rotten "dong dong" demon heart that rose and contracted, and used force lightly.

"Ahh

Luo Zhiqiu's mouth opened in horror, and he happened to be sprinkled with demon blood, and the black pulp choked into his throat.

"It stinks, it stinks, it sinks!"

He lay on his stomach in the cabin, spitting out a lot of the contents in his stomach.

Gently wiping his mouth with his sleeve, his legs were weak and he looked at the rancid monster who fell to the ground, Luo Zhiqiu hurried to He Cheng's side, "General, general!" Xiaosheng blames you, it turns out that you are not talking about people, it is this old man"

"It seems that Montenegro is my first stop"

There are more than 20 levels of the little demon in Artemisia, and it is not a small demon in the previous world, but in this world, Montenegro does not dare to enter.

The mountain is full of monsters, bring energy!

"General Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng can't support Artemisia"

Luo Zhiqiu timidly glanced at the dense fog that wrapped the boat, only to feel that the fog was full of demons and monsters, and when he turned his head to find He Cheng, he saw that his eyes were flashing bloodthirsty, and the people who watched were frightened.

Quickly turned his head away, squatted in the boat, hugged his knees and trembled, and did not dare to speak again.

The monster is terrifying, but the general who single-handedly dragged out the monster's heart is not an ordinary person!

"Scholar, I can still live when I go back"

He rarely showed people a way to live.

Along the way, He Cheng has never seen anyone show him the way to live, and only the little black stiff Lord Yan was really friendly to him, and everyone else was afraid of being killed.

So he didn't bother to show others the way out.

Put on the corpse armor and remove the robes.

He Cheng stood at the bow of the ship, as if there were thousands of troops and horses behind him, and his momentum was high.

"Generals, generals, I can't keep up with the caravan, even if I go back to Taiyuan, I can only make a living by selling lanterns, and sooner or later I will starve to death, and there are really demons and monsters in front of me."

The scholar who took out a little manly spirit made He Cheng look at it twice.

It's not admiration, it's that he remembered the many heroes and Taoist masters he had slaughtered, shouted to kill demons and eliminate demons, and finally planted them all in his hands, which one is not the pride of heaven when he embarks on the path of cultivation?

In order to live, everyone can play games and make salted fish at home with peace of mind, and no one wants to come out to be a zombie king under the pressure of gods and demons.

There was no choice in life, and he didn't want to follow a group of gangsters, so he had to kill.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

Luo Zhiqiu suddenly climbed onto the boat, and the boat turned into an arrow off the string, "whoosh" broke through the thick fog, and drilled across the river like an arrow.

He looked up at the silver-armored general standing at the bow of the ship with envy and fear.

"The general is really capable."

The boat breaks the river, the plough is high on both sides, and the dragon is looking at it from afar.

When we reached the shore, the sun was just blocked by the sky-high black mountains.

Luo Zhiqiu followed behind He Cheng with the book basket on his back, and the two stepped on Zhang Chao's sea water step by step.

In front of them were two men in armor, one on the left carrying a broadsword, and the one on the right holding a long sword.

"Master" Luo Zhiqiu ghost messenger said.

"Yikes!"

The two men in armor suddenly opened their eyes and rushed straight at He Cheng with long swords!

The man on the left held his broad sword at his waist, and the sword qi that came out actually cut through the waves that hit the beach.

The power on the right side is not bad, his feet have left no footprints on the sea-soaked sand, and the long sword flutters like willow leaves in his hand.

"General!" Luo Zhiqiu hid behind He Cheng and looked at the two people who rushed over in horror.

He Cheng stood still.

The two of them gestured back and forth in front of him, swords colliding with each other, polishing the sparks.

"The world is too wonderful"

I ran into a monster casually on a boat, and as soon as I entered the Black Mountain, I ran into two high-ranking Taoists.

At level 60, it is called Jindan.

Both of them turned out to be level 55.

It hadn't taken many steps before I met two.

"Say, which of the two of us has the highest skills!"

The broad sword was horizontal in front of Luo Zhiqiu, his fat face smiling, squinting his eyes and squeezing out a murderous aura.

"You say, is my skill high?"

The long sword was on Luo Zhiqiu's shoulder, and he also smiled, his teeth as bright as the white moonlight falling above his head.

"This this" said that this is high, and the other is going to kill him, a dilemma!

"The two of us have been competing for a lifetime, and we always tie!" The broadsword glared at his companion and said, "You must give a fair comment, or I will kill you!" ”

"You! You! You're tall! You're skilled! ”

The man with the broadsword nodded in satisfaction and withdrew the broadsword, and Luo Zhiqiu was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the longsword cut off on his head.

"Wait! I looked closely, and I saw that this one was a little more skilled! ”

The person with the long sword nodded in satisfaction, but the broadsword slashed over again, "You dare to lie to me!" ”

"Wait! Two of you! I find you to be the best I've ever seen in my life! It's hard to tell the difference, I really can't tell the difference! ”

"Good!"

The two said in unison, "You are the fairest person we have ever met in our lives, and you will follow us from today until we decide the winner!" ”

"This"

Luo Zhiqiu looked up at He Cheng, but found that He Cheng had already lost his figure!

"Hey, wasn't there a guy standing here just now?" The man with the broadsword scratched his head.

"A soldier with no education, how can he know how to distinguish between high and low!"

"That's right!" The two turned their heads and forgot about He Cheng, and drove Luo Zhiqiu into Montenegro on the left and right.

The two people don't seem to be simple, and when they don't know what opponents there are in the Black Mountain, He Cheng is reluctant to do it.

He walked all the way, and by the time he crossed the fork in the road, it was already dark.

The crickets flapped their wings, but as he approached, the movement stopped.

A strip of silk floated through the sky and landed at his feet.

He Cheng turned his head and looked in the direction where the silk was floating, there was a tent camp, and several men were drinking and laughing.

"Come here, I'll hug"

A woman dressed in white dances in front of the fire.

The dancing posture is beautiful, and the face is beautiful.

Honggu!

He Cheng was surprised first, and then laughed.

As expected, too.

He stood and admired Honggu dancing.

"Who are you? This is our caravan, but you're not welcome! ”

Seeing He Cheng coming over to watch the dance, someone immediately drew a knife and wanted to drive him away.

"This set of silver armor does not belong to the Daewoo Dynasty, is it a barbarian, a small country in Korea?"

The caravan suddenly became even more fierce.

The dancing woman in white stopped and nodded lightly at He Cheng, "I'm my grandmother's subordinate called Xiaoxue, please go around."

"Grandma?"

He Cheng smiled, "Dryad? ”

Who knows that Xiaoxue nodded slightly, "You shouldn't be a local, Montenegro is the realm of grandma, and here it is the underworld that must be reined into, as long as you don't do evil things and don't rob people, grandma shouldn't trouble you."

He patted his head, "Grandma Dryad is not staying in Zhejiang?" ”

There is no rule in the world, only the tree demon in Lanruo Temple is called grandma.

"Snow Girl, let's continue to work, I'll walk around first"

"Let's go, let's go!" The people of the caravan did not know that death was approaching, and waved them away.