"Could it be the magic of demons?" Cai Wenzhao was shocked in his heart, in the records of the Son of Heaven's Qi Technique, there were many strange schools among the hundred schools of thought in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the sects that cultivated the evil magic and evil methods among them would show this kind of dead gray luck essence. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It seems that he is still a demon of no lower rank. Cai Wenzhao squinted his eyes, touched the Taifu pen and ink in his arms, settled down, and sat in the carriage, he didn't want to use this hole card as a last resort, of course, if the other party was not interested, Cai Wenzhao didn't mind a decisive killing.

After making a plan, Cai Wenzhao cultivated in the carriage calmly.

The rest of the people in the convoy did not have Cai Wenzhao's keen sense of rebellion, and the soldiers with the escort were even riding on the tall horses one by one, talking loudly.

Among them, a fat boy dressed in brocade and wearing a crown was the most eye-catching, and he wore a seven-foot long sword at his waist, the scabbard was made of pure gold, which was exquisitely made, and the hilt was inlaid with a sapphire the size of a pigeon's egg.

"San Shao, your sword weapon is really peerless, exquisite, and not ordinary at first glance!" a thin young man on the side praised.

"If I were Third Young Master Cui, with such a divine weapon, what kind of sword furnace would I enter. Another teenager said with emotion.

"What do you know, San Shao is a person who lacks a sword? He is just to experience life, a Xuantie Order, we need to get it through the night banquet martial arts, but San Shao only needs one sentence, with the financial resources of the Boling Cui clan, it is not a matter of a bunch of silver tickets. ”

"No, no, no. The fat man known as Cui San Young Master raised his head proudly, the corners of his mouth raised, and he stretched out three fingers in a dashing manner, he likes the number three, so what can be bought with a bunch of silver tickets, he must smash three piles!

"This trip to the sword furnace, it is said that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival double banquet master will also appear, that guy who made my little sister a nymphomaniac, what is extraordinary?" Cui San Young Master rode on a horse, looked at the sword furnace in the distance, flicked the horsemane, and sighed when he thought of his sister holding the song "Water Tune Song Head" to become a nymphomaniac.

The Cui family is one of the seven clans and five surnames inherited by the Great Wei Dynasty for thousands of years, and it is the most well-established family in the world. And this third young man of the Cui family is the third young master of the generation of the Boling Cui family, and he is the first three heirs of the Boling Cui family.

The people around them all cast envious glances, and the third young master Cui didn't seem to hear it, but his eyes casually glanced at the last of the convoy and showed a hint of discoloration, and frowned without frowning.

Third Young Master Cui chose this team just to keep a low profile, who would think that he would become the focus of everyone as soon as he appeared casually, no, these days, almost every soldier in the carriage along the way has shown his intimacy and friendship.

The last car, that guy, was completely like air.

Feeling the doubts of Third Young Master Cui, the scholar on the side spoke: "Third Young Master Cui, where has the last poor boy in the team seen a character like you, he must have been frightened when he heard the name of the Boling Cui clan, and he was ashamed to hide." ”

"Yes, it's a poor sour man who doesn't even have a guard, and such an obscure figure can walk with Third Young Master Cui for so long, it can make him brag for the rest of his life. ”

Third Young Master Cui looked at his coachman, a skinny old man, with yellow front teeth when he grinned, which was very funny.

But just such an old man, who is a figure like Cui San Young Master, whose eyes are above the top, also has an inquiring look in his eyes.

"That kid is not simple, even the old man I can't see through, but what is certain is that there is no malice towards Sanshao. The old man was still happily driving the car, but a divine thought came into the mind of Third Young Master Cui.

"That's interesting. Third Young Master Cui glanced at Cai Wenzhao's carriage very meaningfully, and the smile on his face returned to him, and he chatted with the surrounding scholars.

The thin old man suddenly had his ears pricked up, his eyes lit up, and a sharp aura flashed away, but he immediately turned into a happy appearance, but with a flick of his wrist, the eyes of the horses under the seat darkened, and his reaction became sluggish.

"Truly, awrely. ”

A strange and eerie laugh came from the mountain road ahead, and a gray aura came to his face.

The rest of the horses in the convoy suddenly went berserk, and all the soldiers were in a panic for a while, and all the guards drew their swords vigilantly at the first time.

"Sanshao rest assured. The thin old man made another sound, happily controlling the carriage and horses and watching ahead.

Although Cui San's martial arts are sparse, his courage is first-class, and when he mentions his slightly fat body, he controls his figure, and it is also the old god who is watching the play, but between the turns of his eyes, he sees that in a panic, the last carriage is not shocked by him.

"If it weren't for Lao Huang's reminder, I would have been caught off guard, that guy was so calm and calm, as if he knew it in advance, interesting. Cui Sanshao once again showed interest in Cai Wenzhao in his heart.

"Bold, who dares to stop me and wait to get out!" After all, there were soldiers from all sides in the convoy, and these guards stabilized the convoy in an instant, and one of them scolded coldly.

"Truly, awrely. They were still answered by a grim laugh.

I saw a gray-haired old man appear in the middle of the road, holding his hands behind his back, indifferently stopping in front of the convoy.

"Hey, what do you say! Who are you, but you know that it is my Great Wei Dynasty's convoy heading to the sword furnace that is blocking it, and it is interesting to retreat quickly!" A scholar dressed in brocade clothes, his face was gloomy, and he was frightened when he got off his hip, and almost fell down, full of anger at the moment, but he still had the cultivation of a nobleman.

"What do you have to say to him, Long Yu, take him down for me!" The other gentleman had a bigger temper and commanded coldly, after all, they were young heroes in Luoyang City, and they were also the top ten martial arts players over the years, and they were all military generals in the future, so they naturally had arrogance.

"Yes, Shizi. The guard who called Long Yu killed with a vicious face, and the strength of the early stage of the Gang Qi Realm exploded.

In an instant, between the lightning and flint, a knife slashed at the old man, but the next moment, Long Yu's face froze, and his entire body was also frozen by a powerful field.

The gray-haired old man smiled solemnly, and with a stroke of his fingertips, a vague coffin appeared in the distortion of space.

As the coffin lid shook, a dead gray mist boiled out of the coffin lid, and suddenly, a miserable white hand tugged.

In the next moment, a dignified seven-foot guard disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Click, click. ”

All they heard was a sound of biting and devouring, and creepy bones came from the cracks in the coffin that was spewing thick mist.

"Gross!"

When the soldiers in the convoy had seen such a horrific scene, a few of them vomited directly. There were even a few gentlemen whose faces turned white, and they almost fell off their horses.

Lao Huang and Cui San also had a look in their eyes.

However, only Cai Wenzhao's carriage was still as calm as water, as if the sky had nothing to do with him.

Until the sound of devouring and biting calmed down, and everyone's hair stood on end, the gray-haired old man said the first sentence: "All the personnel dismounted, the old man is only looking for one person, and no one can leave, if you resist, there will be no mercy!"

An eerie aura like the cold winter of the wax moon enveloped everyone.