Chapter 578 – Red Flowers in the Snow

The middle-aged man on the side glanced at the bald young man reproachfully: "If you follow the Holy Son, you must obey the Holy Son's orders unconditionally. Xiao Hu raised his hand: "No need. 」

"It's good to think. I need someone who is unconditionally loyal to me like Ling Fei, but I also need a knife like you. 」

The bald young man looked at him indifferently, unmoved.

Xiao Hu didn't think so, and said slowly, "You have already carried the [Soul Shifting into the Pattern] Dafa, whether you want to or not, you are officially a member of the Corpse Pattern Dao. 」

"I have given you the strength you want. Then it's up to you to make your own. 」

"I don't intend to take care of you like a child. 」

Only then did the bald young man speak, "I don't need it either. 」

Xiao Hu glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "This is very good. 」

"Let's go, travel around, and get stronger. 」

"As long as you remember, this life of yours belongs to me. 」

"I can give you everything at my fingertips, and I can take it back in a flash. 」

The bald young man turned and headed north.

He had no intention of returning to the South.

From that day on, he was no longer the little novice who could only devote himself to practicing and reciting the scriptures.

He is the one of the corpse tattoos—the heavens.

............

Xu Yan flew among the clouds, looking up and drinking.

From under the clouds, everything is extremely small.

This feeling made Xu Yan quite happy, and it was also an experience he had never experienced in his two lives. This feeling of flying from the sky still makes Xu Yan like it very much. Especially drinking in the clouds and watching the sky, it is a pleasure in the world.

Looking at the sky and feeling the consumption of his tattoo power, he slowly descended. After all, limited to cultivation, he still couldn't fly among the clouds for a long time, and when the texture power was consumed, Xu Yan would find a random place to spend the night.

He found a small cave in a location, Xu Yan walked in, but did not find any beast corpses, but there were large rocks and fires, which looked like a place where many people passed by.

Xu Yan waved his hand, and the blazing fire dispelled the smell of his cave, and he randomly found some dead branches and killed a wild bird and burned it.

............

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

A chariot was running, driven by an elderly man who looked to be in his forties and fifties. The sideburns are frosty white, and the snow is shining against each other. But he looked very anxious, and turned from time to time to look, but there was nothing chasing him.

"Daddy, what's going on?" a voice called, apparently inside the carriage.

The man whispered comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, Daddy is here. 」

"Daddy, I'm sleepy. 」

"Hai'er, hurry up and go to sleep. When you wake up, you're home. 」

"Hmm!"

Whew......

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking wind behind him.

The old man looked at it in a hurry, and slapped the car in front of him.

It's just that this driver is just an ordinary durable horse, how can he resist such a toss, he has already foamed at the mouth. But this driver has also been with the elderly man for many years, and he knows that at a critical moment, he still insists on running forward.

But in this wild place, where can you escape?

The old man saw the glow of fire in the cave ahead, and his eyes lit up with hope. To be able to wander in such a wilderness is only to be a master of the world.

And in the rear, several figures rushed forward.

"Miss, there's a fire in the cave ahead. 」

The woman who is called Miss suddenly looks like she is only in the mood for love in her twenties or thirties. The woman sneered: "Hmph, you dare to leave a heavy treasure and not dedicate it to my family. 」

Then she looked at a young man beside her, but there was a clever smile on her face: "Brother Zhang has been invited to make a move." 」

The man known as Brother Zhang showed a confident and calm smile on his face: "Don't worry, Miss Cong, this time my father ordered me to come out, and I will take care of Miss Cong. 」

The man surnamed Zhang immediately took out a big bow from his back, and the bow body was wide, which was not comparable to ordinary hunting bows at all. At the moment when he took the bow, the momentum on the man surnamed Zhang skyrocketed. He drew his bow and arrows, and his eyes were fixed on the chariot in front of him like a falcon.

And the old man who was desperately running on the horse in front of him was also horrified, he was a tattoo of the First Palace Realm, and naturally he also felt the terrifying momentum behind him!

Airplanes......

The moment the arrow came out, several circles of air were cut.

This arrow pierced through the air, leaving behind a terrifying cloud of qi.

Immediately, the elderly man's right shoulder was torn, not at all as if he had been wounded by an arrow, but more like his arm had been shattered by a hammer. And his arrow was even more castrated, shooting the chariot horse through the head before it was inserted into the snow and disappeared.

Looking ahead from the young lady surnamed her, she clapped her hands happily and said, "It is rumored that Brother Zhang is a hundred steps and is a sharpshooter of the younger generation in [Futian] City, which is really good. Zhang Yanhong smiled slightly, and looked at the young lady surnamed Cong's eyes with a touch of heat.

Congzong Qian is the golden flower of [Futian City], the eldest lady of the family of tattoo masters, in addition to her excellent talent, her figure and appearance are also a must, and she is chased by countless young talents in Futian City.

This time, I was able to chase this old guy with Cong Zongqian, and it was also because my father and Cong Jiancheng, the head of Cong Jia, were guests at home, and I just happened to catch up with this scene.

This is a good opportunity, and Zhang Yanhong naturally will not miss it.

............

The old man endured the pain, and when he looked at the Naurao horse, whose whole head had been shot and had been with him for several years, he endured the sourness in his heart, and he couldn't care too much, and ran forward.

"Follow me, follow me!" the old man shouted inwardly, looking behind him. Sure enough, several figures only followed him, ignoring the chariot that had fallen in the snow behind him.

The old man ran quickly towards the cave, shouting, "Help!

It's just that he only has one palace realm cultivation, not to mention that he was seriously injured by an arrow in his right shoulder, and he has already lost too much blood, so he relied on courage and firm running forward. How do you know how to outrun the number of people behind you?

Call......

An arrow was fired, but this time it broke his left foot, causing him to fall to the snow, and the blood stained the snow red. Splashing around his embarrassed body, it seemed to be a little red flower.

"What's it called, old fellow. Congzong Qian snorted coldly and stared at him condescendingly: "Hand over the things, I can spare you from dying." 」

The old man laughed dryly, and blood foamed out with the laughter: "Don't think. 」

Zhang Yanhong stared at him indifferently: "If you don't say anything, you'll die." 」

He stepped on his left hand and even broke his finger bones!

The old man's screams resounded through the snow.

"Don't talk nonsense, just search him. Zong Qian commanded to go down the mountain behind her, but she didn't expect the old man to suddenly grab her left foot.

Cong Zong Qian screamed: "Bold, dare to touch my body!"

Zhang Yanxian beside him was also furious, and in a fit of anger, he kicked the old man in the chest, and the sound of broken bones could be heard clearly.

It's just that the figure of the old man flying upside down was caught by a red shadow, and then gently placed on the snow.