I also recognized this person at this time, and exclaimed, "Hairball, how did you become like this?" ”

I stepped forward and helped the person up - Maoqiu was a native of Cha Yingba Tso whom I met in the glacier palace, who had lived and died together and fought against Mormonism together, and then I was entrusted by my cousin Lu Zuo to return to the surface and help him do three things, while Maoqiu stayed by Lu Zuo's side.

The palm of my hand on the hairball's arm was covered with blood, and all this blood came from his body.

I was a little panicked, and hurriedly took out gauze and hemostatic powder from the Qiankun bag, and said that you took off your clothes, and I will bandage you.

Furball didn't care, it didn't matter, I had thick skin, what was I afraid of bleeding a little more - now that your master is in the Grand Canyon, chasing those Mormon guys around, if you can, you might as well go and help him.

I ignored his words, took off the clothes on my body, and then bandaged his wounds with gauze, while Miscellaneous Xiaodao asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Lu Zuo?" ”

Furball glanced warily at Miscellaneous Trail, then at me.

I nodded at him and said it was okay, he was my master's good friend Xiao Keming, and he was very capable.

Maoqiu's eyes were wide open, and his body was a little straighter, saying that you were Xiao Keming? I've often heard the King of Heaven mention you and say that if you were there, things would be much easier......

Miscellaneous Xiaodao said that the Lord of Heaven you are talking about, is it Lu Zuo?

Hairballs are right.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao had a strange expression on his face, saying how could he think of such a name, it was really ugly......

Maoqiu bowed his head and said that we had passed this on because we wanted him to lead us to victory over Mormonism, so we chose a louder name, which he himself disagreed.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao smiled and said that I don't think he can take such a middle two first name.

As I spoke, I had already bandaged the hairball, and Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao asked anxiously, "What is the situation now, tell me, where can I find him?" ”

Maoqiu shook his head and said I don't know, our temporary hideout was raided by the Mormons, they gathered five Tara and seven disciples, and more than two hundred Mormon masters launched an attack on our hideout, the situation was too chaotic at that time, I resisted desperately, but I still couldn't stop it, but fortunately, Miss Duoduo had already covered the Heavenly King's departure.

"Ah......h

Qu Fatsan, who had been silently speaking next to him, suddenly screamed, I looked at him and asked what was wrong?

Qu Fatsan scratched his head and said that he didn't know, and his brain hurt.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao hurriedly asked, how is Lu Zuo's body?

Maoqiu shook his head, it's not good, the last time he had a fight with the new Mo King, but because of his old injury, he finally failed miserably, if it wasn't for Miss Duoduo desperately saving him, I'm afraid he would have died.

In a few words and two sentences, the miscellaneous Xiaodao was so anxious that he couldn't do it, and said what are you waiting for, can you do it? If you can, follow us to find Lu Zuo.

The furball clenched his fist and said it's okay, it's just a skin injury, I can do it.

Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao beckoned me, and I looked at the white-bearded old pighead and others next to me, considered the tone for a while, and then said: "Everyone, you have also heard, the situation below is very dangerous, what do I mean, you better hurry back to your own clan and prepare, evacuate at any time, I won't take you down to the trouble......"

I didn't expect that the old man was quite bloody, and it didn't hurt to say, although our Pigs are lazy to eat, but they are all bloody men, and they will definitely not be afraid of death.

Belch......

I'm not saying you're afraid of death, but I'm thinking you're a burden.

Of course, I can only hold these words in my heart, and after two words of persuasion, I finally got the person done, and then I turned over on the back of the colorful flying dragon.

In addition to this colorful flying dragon, Qu Fatsan also surrendered, he had a lot of fun by himself, so he didn't want to squeeze with us.

The multicolored dragon began to fly towards the Grand Canyon below, and I asked about what had happened to the furball for more than a year.

He told me that my cousin Lu Zuo had been to many places in the past year, and it seemed very strange, sometimes he always stood quietly alone, without saying a word, and he could stand for a day without moving the bomb; In addition, it is to avoid the pursuit of Mormonism everywhere, of course, it is not that there is no power to fight back, there are fewer people, they are directly slaughtered, and there are more people to escape......

In the past year or so, the Mormon Church has suffered huge losses, but it can't even catch Lu Zuo's skin, which makes Lu Zuo's reputation shocked, and the hundreds of tribes who have been oppressed by the Mormon Church are secretly spreading his reputation.

It wasn't until more than a month ago that Lu Zuo ran into King Xinmo head-on, and the mythical aura on his body was cut off a little.

However, being able to fight with King Xinmo without dying is enough for countless people to be moved.

It seems that the new Mo king is not invincible either.

As we talked, we had come to the sky above the accident, and we could indeed see figures floating, groups of men and horses shuttling through the woods, and people standing on the top of the tall trees, looking towards us.

Looking at the scene below, Maoqiu scolded viciously: "There must be a traitor, I don't know which guy revealed it, if you let me know, I must cut him with a thousand knives." ”

I lay on my stomach above the colorful flying dragon, trying to look down, but I couldn't find Lu Zuo's figure.

In fact, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack, you have to find a way.

As soon as I mentioned it, the miscellaneous hairy trail said, "Go and grab your tongue and ask." ”

With that, he sprang to his feet and jumped over the top of the tree not far below.

In my heart, Miscellaneous Xiaodao has always been a calm and indifferent master, even in front of the top masters of Maoshan Mountain, he is also calm and unfazed.

At this time, however, he showed a rush that surprised me a little.

Obviously, he was too concerned about Lu Zuo.

This is called care, then chaos.

The miscellaneous trail jumped down into the dense forest of the Grand Canyon, and I was hovering in the sky with the furball, and as soon as I saw the miscellaneous trail falling, many people immediately surrounded him, a little worried, so he said to the furball: "Don't move here, I'll help." ”

Hairball said okay, leave me alone, you can just go yourself.

I couldn't jump that high, so I let Xiaohong control the multicolored wyvern to lower a little, skimmed through the forest, and jumped down with it.

As soon as I jumped, I fell in the canopy of trees, and I felt a strong wind blowing in my face.

Without much hesitation, I drew my sword and fought with the opponent for a few rounds, and when I fell to the ground, a foxy-looking woman stood on the treetops opposite and said coldly: "Who are you, actually riding the flying dragon of General Aman?" ”

In my peripheral vision, I saw that the miscellaneous hairy trail came and went freely in the midst of the beating of a dozen people, and the thunder penalty in his hand flew up and down, and from time to time someone fell to the ground.

I saw that he was able to cope with it, and my heart was a little relieved, and then I looked up at the other party and asked, "What about Lu Zuoren?" ”

The woman rolled her eyes and said, "It turned out to be the thief's comrade." ”

I can't help but be happy, say anti-thief? It's really sitting in a well and watching the sky, just a few of you, are you embarrassed to call yourself orthodox? To tell the truth, that is, under the earth, if you go out, you dare to say such things, believe it or not, and beat your human head into a dog's head?

The woman said, "It is still the heretics from outside—come, I am all Saima's men, and I never kill the nameless, but report your name." ”

All Saima?

I snorted coldly and said I remembered, Lao Tzu's name is Lu Yan.

"Lu Yan?"

The woman snorted softly, fell from the tree, and with a wave of her hands, she turned into ten thousand palm shadows and rushed towards me.

What a powerful means, when I saw this, I was secretly frightened, and I also put away my contempt thoughts, held the golden sword in my hand tightly, and swung it forward.

A sword slash.

Whatever you do, I'll cut it off with a sword.

Swish!

Both sides were tentative, probably sensing that my long sword was too sharp, the woman floated back, and then more than a dozen colored silks of different colors flew out from the cuffs of her clothes, enveloping the entire space, and then a sweet smell of pink suddenly diffused.

Want to use poison?

My body, which has been moistened by the blood gathering Gu Xiaohong, is invincible to all poisons, where would I be afraid of her, and at the moment, I also came forward with a sword, slashing left and right, dividing three times and dividing five by two, and cutting all these arrangements of the other party.

Nadu Saima thought I was an easy opponent to solve, but I didn't expect that once I fought each other, I couldn't overwhelm it at all.

Needless to do, she was still pressed by me, step by step.

However, she is not a vegetarian, and she is also moving and jumping around me at the moment, constantly using various means, endlessly, and dangerously aggressive, and I began to gradually feel the power of the other party.

This woman doesn't say anything else, when she fights with people, she has a fierce anger that is not afraid of death.

If I slash through it with a sword, ordinary people will definitely find a way to dodge first, and then make a move to meet the enemy, but she is not.

I slashed at it with a sword, and she immediately stabbed her with a dagger tied to white silk, not giving an inch, and there was a kind of determination to die with me.

Life seemed to her to be dispensable.

Killing is the most important thing.

I was somewhat helpless against such an enemy, and she reversed the advantage in three or two clicks, and then she led me and started fighting at her pace.

I felt a little annoyed by this situation, so I began to wonder if I wanted to make a big move.

And just when I was holding back my bad thoughts, all of a sudden, out of thin air, the head of Nadu Saima rose into the air, and a cavity of blood sprayed, not much, but strong.

At this time, the miscellaneous hair trail passed by with a sword, as if he had done something insignificant.

He glanced at me with a confused look and said, "What's the grind?"

Yes?