"I won't leave, anyway, you can't kill me, you can't kill me, I will follow you until someone can break my seal, if not, what difference is there between me and death. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Cang Ming insisted on not leaving, he turned to the archer and said, "You go, you don't have to follow me anymore, live for yourself, I don't need your protection anymore." ”

Cang Ming also knew that the Divine Archer was also sealed with magical power.

The Sharpshooter had not spoken, and although he was no longer able to protect the Firmadays, he still stood beside the Firmaments as always, as he had always been.

Wu Ming ignored them, walked up to the city lord, and asked him, "What is there important thing in Zhige City that is worth your hard work?"

The old man of the city burst into tears, let go of his hand and broke the knife, knelt on the ground, picked up a handful of fine sand and brought it to Wu Ming, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's very important, it's really heavy." ”

Wu Ming looked at the city lord's wrinkled face, which seemed to be even older, and his eyes became cloudy, seeing his trembling hands, Wu Ming also stretched out his palm and took the fine sand from the city lord's hand.

"Is it heavy?"

The voice of the city lord was inaudible.

Alas-

Wu Ming sighed in his heart, and a bone-eroding wind blew out, and the city lord's body turned into dust in this sigh, scattering into the yellow sand under his feet.

What is more important to a warrior than the ground beneath his feet, something more worthy of guarding?

Now, he is forever integrated into the land.

Wu Ming put his palm into a fist and put the fine sand into the Linxu Jie. The mood also became extremely heavy.

。。。。。。

After a long time, Wu Ming said to them: "I'm going to Tianzong's Mansion, you can follow what you want, but don't bother me." ”

Tianzong's Mansion was told to Wu Ming by Han Chuan, according to Han Chuan, it should be Han Tianzong's private residence, it can be seen that the head of the faction will have his own place to spend his time when he is under too much pressure.

Qin Tian said: "I'm not going, I'm going to find a place to recuperate for a while." ”

Wu Ming knew that Qin Tian was injured, and it was inconvenient to keep him, so he sent Qin Tian away, leaving only Cang Ming and the Divine Archer.

The three of them looked at each other speechlessly, and Wu Ming took the lead in walking to the southwest, followed by Cang Ming and the Divine Archer silently.

Wu Ming was also irritable in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of Cang Ming and the Divine Archers, and he couldn't beat him, even if Cang Ming asked him to fight, the hard magic armor also made Wu Ming discouraged, there was really no way at all.

Of course, after walking on the road for a long time, it was inevitable that he would be bored, and Wu Ming couldn't help but ask: "Why do you want to fall into the sky with all your might?

"What do you know, ordinary people, how can you appreciate the beauty of absolute power. ”

"Yes, I'm an ordinary man, aren't you also an ordinary man?"

"Fool, the races are all different, too lazy to talk to you. ”

"Huh, the same goes for the Divine Archer?" Wu Ming discovered that the Divine Archer was different from Cang Ming.

"I never argue with the weak. The sharpshooter replied coldly.

"If you two weren't both men, I'd always thought you two were having an adulterous affair. Wu Ming laughed.

Cang Ming and the archers were not angry when they heard this.

In this way, the three of them laughed at each other from time to time, and the journey seemed less lonely.

Wu Ming had always wondered why Cang Ming was so obsessed with the Fallen Sky Sword, but he thought that everyone had something that he thought was worth burning his life's light, so he didn't ask. And himself, at present, seems to be more important than finding Han Tianzong to rescue the Crazy Sword Gate, God knows when Cang Ming will curse himself, and he will die without understanding.

It's too late to cultivate, Wu Ming doesn't believe that he will ascend to the sky in one step, above the divine realm, and when he becomes a master, Cang Ming doesn't know what kind of realm he has cultivated, maybe he really wants to think about what Han Chuan said, go to heaven.

Speaking of heaven, Wu Ming couldn't help but ask: "Eh, after you say that after reaching the heavenly realm, can you really fly to the heavenly realm?"

Cang Ming didn't answer, but Wu Ming could tell from his eyes that it was the eyes of a fool.

Wu Ming was bored and too lazy to talk anymore.

As the sun sets, the entire forest in front of it is reflected in red.

When I got closer, I found that this was a mangrove forest, and the leaves all over the mountain were red, but in the sunset, it was even more red.

Someone stood still in the shade of a tree, like a guy welcoming guests outside a tavern.

Wu Ming got closer and found that this was a woman, she was dressed in red like red leaves, her black hair was like a dark cloud hanging over the red leaves, her eyes were like the blue waves of the lake after the autumn rain, and the flow was moving.

Before she arrived, the aroma of wine was already coming from her nose, coming from the wine jug in her hand.

"Drinking?"

The sound is like a warbler, sweet as wine.

"Do you have a story?"

Wu Ming stepped forward and asked.

She shook her head.

"Wine is just for heroes. ”

Wu Ming smiled: "How do you know that I am a hero?"

She laughed back, "How do you know you're not a hero?"

Wu Ming was speechless, took the wine jug, and poured a sip of wine into his stomach.

"Wine knows. ”

Cang Ming shook his head and muttered, "This guy can't practice, but he has a talent for flirting with his sister." ”

Wu Ming doesn't know how to drink alcohol at all, but this wine is as sweet as juice, and there is no taste of alcohol at all.

"What wine?"

"Poisoned wine. ”

Burst.

Wu Mingleng froze.

Cang Ming muttered again: "Sure enough, he is a fool, he drinks indiscriminately, he has no reason when he sees a woman, he is an unbearable mortal!"

Then the woman said, "A jug of wine full of love poison." ”

Wu Ming asked, "Do you give him this poisonous wine whenever you meet someone?"

"When we meet, we meet friends with wine. ”

Cang Ming secretly said in his heart: This woman must be a frivolous person.

Sure enough, they are of different races, and Cang Ming actually doesn't have any good feelings for women.

Although the archer was silent, his eyes never left the graceful posture of the woman.

Wu Ming asked again: "Why is it love poison?"

"Because there is no cure for the poison of love. ”

Wu Ming was puzzled when he heard this, and he didn't know how to talk, so he turned to the archer and asked, "Do you want to take a sip?" and handed over the wine jug.

The sharpshooter took it and took a sip very dryly.

"Bitter but not astringent, soft in the throat, but like fire heartburning, a rare unpleasant drink. The archer took a sip and threw the flask back to Wu Ming.

Wine tastes different because people with different moods drink it.

Wu Ming caught the wine jug and smiled: "The demon people are really heavy in taste, such a delicious wine, it is unpleasant to say." ”

Cang Ming scolded: "Who are you? What the hell are you going to do, send wine for no reason, just for this man?" he pointed to Wu Ming as he spoke.

The woman smiled and turned around in place, the red leaves on the ground were flying, and she smiled in the wind: "My name is red leaves, a woman who buys wine in the deep mountains and old forests to make a living." ”