Chapter 7 Is It My Pot?
Fang Yuan's mood suddenly became a little delicate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info
In his previous life, he basically only read novels, rarely watched anime, and the few he watched were mostly short, and then some particularly popular anime picked up and watched a few episodes in the middle - which did not include Qin Shi Mingyue, because he thought that animation and comics were textured, and the plot was ......
From the perspective of picture quality, there is no desire to see it, and the specific situation doesn't matter, so naturally I haven't specifically learned about it.
But I can't stand this anime, it's too hot! Fire to cross the border there is wood? There are too many novels that deal with the plot of the anime - so there are some things he doesn't know, but he can't help but not know, especially the names of some of the characters and some of the specific circumstances.
The seriously injured super swordsman, the child who dragged the oil bottle, but the child's name was still "Tianming"—Fang Yuan was sure he had heard it right—and the direction and goal of their journey was still a Zhuangzi built on the edge of the "Mirror Lake......
'Is there someone named Duanmu Rong in the Zhuangzi?' Fang Yuan, who felt that he had a toothache, began to think about it, and at the same time began to reflect a little on whether his previous attitude was a bit of a problem - he only thought that he was a cat now, so there was no need to pay attention to those beauties anymore, and he would not pay special attention to it even if he had seen a few very high-quality beauties in the Zhuangzi, but now he was a little entangled in whether he had really bumped into the plot of "Qin Shi Mingyue".
In the world of comprehensive martial arts, anything is possible! Qin Shi Mingyue can also have something to do with martial arts!
Fang Yuan's side was distracted, the battle situation on the battlefield was still fierce, and the situation was developing in a precarious direction. But the little boy named Tianming doesn't care about this, because of his age, he doesn't have the ability to distinguish the battlefield situation for the time being, and he only knows that the wolves can't threaten them yet.
"But, uncle, your injury ......"
"Give me the sword." The seriously injured kendo master directly interrupted Tianming's words and repeated in a tone that could not be refused, and his voice also raised a little. Then, as if to emphasize something, three words were added:
"Yuanhong Sword."
"Nope! Mr. Gai, your injuries are too serious to do now! Not far away is a stronghold of a doctor friend, where there are masters, and I have already sent a signal for help! Although I don't know why there are demon beasts here who dare to besiege us here despite the deterrence of the spirit ape's breath, as long as we hold on for a while, a friend from the doctor will come to the rescue! We can hold on! ”
This time, the voice was a little louder, so before Tianming on this side could say anything, the man with a thick aura of five-rank cultivation who was fighting bloodily on the other side reacted first, and then he was anxious in an instant, and then shouted with a little anxiety when he looked back in distraction. And as a price, he was originally just struggling to support under the claws of the wolf king who was stronger than him, and there were naturally a few more wounds on his heart......
If it weren't for the fact that his sword path was thick and heavy, and he had made achievements in defense, it was estimated that there would be more than one bad luck this time!
Fang Yuan on the other side didn't react when he saw this, and after tasting this sentence a little, he sighed - yes, there is no need to think about Duanmu Rong, and there is no need to think about whether the place he stayed in before is the magic version of the "Mirror Lake Medical Village" in the context of this world, anyway, he should really bump into Qin Shi Mingyue's plot...... The seriously injured third-grade super swordsman on the stretcher is nine out of nine!
And if you think about the environment, the direction that this group of people came from should be exactly the direction of Qin, one of the three countries next to the blue sky sea, right?
This time, the swordsman on the ground named Gai Nie did not reply, but just stared at the little boy Tianming beside him with a firm gaze, and after a while, seeing that Tianming did not react, he had to continue to explain, but his tone was full of helplessness and a trace of imperceptible bitterness: "They can't hold on to the rescue...... Tianming gave me the sword and helped me up. After recuperating for the past few days, although my injuries have not improved, I still have some strength, which is enough for me to wield a sword...... Rest assured, it will be fine. ”
Fang Yuan, who was still eavesdropping remotely outside the battle circle, instantly had the urge to cover his face, because he could see the details of it. In the statement that "it will be fine to swing a sword", in fact the swordsman "Mr. Gai" is not lying, but just playing with words - he has indeed accumulated a little strength, and it is indeed enough for him to swing a sword, although he is weak compared to him in his heyday, but it is not a problem to solve the current troubles, and he will indeed be fine after that.
But there is a premise in that, it must be that he doesn't say these few nonsense words - especially the last one is long, and speaking is also a matter of energy for him in his current state!
Now he struggled to wield a sword that was enough to solve the problem...... No one can say for sure what the result is, and if he can really survive, he can only count his fate!
It's a constant break.
This undoubtedly fully illustrates how far a pig teammate can go at a critical moment...... Especially Tianming's eleven or twelve-year-old age, the standard age of elementary school students, right?
'But ......' followed Fang Yuan and remembered what the sword-wielding man with a heavy aura had said before: "What did he say before, these demon wolves disregard the deterrence of the spirit ape's breath?" ’
As if thinking of something, Fang Yuan's mood became a little delicate again, and his gaze at the group of people besieging the wolves also seemed a little embarrassed, and there seemed to be a trace of sympathy. After carefully distinguishing it, he sensed a slightly faint aura, constantly emitting a signal close to deterrence.
He hadn't paid attention to it before, but after noticing it at this time, he noticed a familiar feeling in the intimidating aura, and when he looked carefully for the source of this aura, he found that it was a small bamboo board hanging from the waist of the man with a heavy sword path.
To be precise, it's the weird-shaped paw print on the bamboo board! If you look closely, you can see that there are a few white hairs embedded in the paw prints.
The most important thing was that whether it was the paw prints on his hands or the few white hairs embedded in the paw prints, they all made Fang Yuan feel a little inexplicably familiar!
'This breath, this kind of paw prints and white hair......
'me, isn't this the white monkey who is only mentally ill?' ’
I didn't care about it before, but now that I think about it, the white monkey that Fang Yuan killed before had a level equivalent to the ninth level of the first order of the main world, that is, the ninth level of the mortal realm, and if it was put into this world, it would almost be about the level of a grade, right? Knowing what Yipin's strength symbolized in this world, Fang Yuan naturally wouldn't be unaware of the identity of that monkey in this realm.
The huge blue sky and bamboo sea, that goods are at least the boss of this piece!
In other words, now that these people are besieged by this group of wolves, the result is my pot? ’