Chapter 6 Deadly Drugs
"Xiaomei, why are you?" Yun Xiangshang patted her heart and breathed a sigh of relief, looking at her former personal maid Xiaomei and said.
Xiaomei didn't speak, just looked at Yun Xiangshang, with no expression on her face, as if she didn't know Yun Xiangshang at all, or there was no Yun Xiangshang in her eyes at all.
Yun Xiangshang was furious by her eyes, and couldn't help touching her with her hand and said, "Xiaomei, what's wrong with you?" ”
It was only at this time that Xiaomei's eyes seemed to gradually appear bright, her eyes regained their agility, and an expression appeared on her face, and she said: "Cloud Protector, since you left, I have been expelled from the sect, and it has been snowing outside these days, I heard that you went to the Devil Demon Sect, so I wanted to find you." ”
"I walked in the snow for a long, long time, I thought I should have reached the Demon Demon Sect, but I was really tired, so I fell asleep, and after waking up, I found that I was lost, I could only continue walking, I didn't expect to see you again!" Xiaomei's eyes glistened with tears.
Although it was only a few short words, the hunger, cold, fear and loneliness she had suffered these days had been fully revealed, Yun Xiangshang couldn't help but reach out and pull her into her arms, patted her back and said, "It's okay, since I bumped into you here, then follow me." ”
The ghost slave suddenly appeared quietly on the side, Xiaomei was startled, the ghost slave was carrying several big fat hares in his hands, this guy should have caught a nest of rabbits.
Yun Xiangshang protected Xiaomei a little behind him, and said to the ghost slave: "Quickly peel the skin and remove the internal organs, and then put it in the pot to cook." ”
The ghost slave "looked" at Xiaomei and said, "I've seen it, I know." Then he turned and walked away.
So the warm sedan chair squeezed out a little plum.,For this big breasts Lori who has been checked by himself.,Flower Changkai has no opinion.,Anyway, it's not yourself who carries the sedan chair.,The only drawback is that the sedan chair is squeezed a little.,But it doesn't matter.,Except for Lao Tzu, they're all women.,Squeeze is healthier...
After a few more days, Hua Changkai finally got better, so this day Yun Xiangshang opened the square curtain on the warm sedan chair and let Hua Changkai look at the scene outside.
Hua Changkai looked at the snow outside, as if he was in a different world, is this the fucking snow falling all over the world? There was snow everywhere along the way, snow, snow.
It did fall a lot of snow this winter, but the place where the most snow fell was in the north.
Of course, if you count outside the northern border, it should be outside the northern border that falls the most snow.
Snow and blood, although the pronunciation is almost the same, but there is a big difference, morphologically, blood is liquid, snow is solid.
And at certain times, they are not different.
Shen Zuijian stood on the snow, or rather on the bloody ground.
The snow around him was already red with blood, but the north wind was still blowing, and the cotton-like snowballs kept falling, and then the wind was blown and rolled, and soon the red blood field beneath his feet turned white again.
The huge iron sword was stuck in the ground, kneeling on one knee, Shen Zuijian's mouth suddenly exhaled a ball of white gas, he pressed his body hard against the iron sword, and stood up.
Dragging the iron sword, he walked forward step by step.
Fortunately, the north wind was blowing, and the place he was going to was south, so it was a tailwind, and it was not too difficult to walk.
If you let those ** who are in Lidu spend all day and drink know that his drunken sword actually relies on the wind to walk outside the northern border, it is estimated that they will laugh off their big teeth...
Who let all those idiots in those years have their front teeth knocked out by themselves? Knowing that they are so miserable, how can they not be happy?
As soon as they rejoice, many will suffer.
Shen Zuijian remembered that there was a winter...
"Fuck... Don't even give me a chance to reminisce? I don't know who is leaving, don't force me...."Shen Zuijian stopped, grasped the hilt of the huge iron sword with both hands, and in front of him, a demon beast appeared again.
At this time, he was still more than a hundred miles away from the northern fortress, but he had already experienced a series of battles, killing more than ten demon beasts, and one lich beast also died under his sword, and it was to kill the lich beast that he ran out of energy, and the last two of his men also died there.
The vitality is gone, the mount is gone, and the men are gone.
Shen Zuijian dragged a large iron sword and relied on a pot of wine all the way south.
The closer you get to the south, the fewer demon beasts there are, and the feeling of the drunken sword is obvious.
These monsters don't seem to have come from unknown places in the north at all, they all come out of the snow.
Shen Zuijian didn't know why, but he knew that he had to report the appearance of the demon beast back.
Even if it was just to let the northern fortress know that the demon clan appeared on a large scale a little bit sooner, that would be good.
This time it is still a gang bear, this thing Shen Zui Sword has killed several heads, it can be said that he has killed some experience, but now his experience is not useful at all, because Shen Zui Jian is exhausted, and his vitality is basically exhausted.
"I miss Shen Shao, how can I die here? Killed by your big stupid bear? Shen Zuijian took the wine jug from his waist, opened it and raised his head, but only a few drops dropped.
"Fuck... If you can go back alive, and then return to Lidu, kill Lao Tzu and don't come to this bird doesn't, and the demon beasts grow out of the ground one after another! Shen Zuijian said as he stuck the blacksmith in the snow and began to untie his belt.
The bear in front of him let out a few growls and began to rush away from him.
After Shen Zuijian untied his trouser belt, he reached into his crotch and grabbed it, suddenly his eyebrows twitched, he took out his hand, and after spreading it out, a black pill appeared in his palm.
"The damn weather is too cold and wears too much, and I almost didn't find this life-killing medicine!" After Shen Zuijian finished speaking, he opened his mouth and swallowed this elixir.
Shen Zuijian didn't mean to laugh at it by shouting at it, this pill was indeed a life-killing pill.
In the northern defense line, there are hundreds of thousands of black-clothed legions, among which the low-level generals will be equipped with a black elixir, which can make people forcibly use their vitality when their vitality is exhausted, but the price is often overuse by the body, and then directly die.
Of course, this elixir will only be equipped with the most low-level generals in relatively large numbers, because low-level generals are often already cultivators, and this elixir is to allow them to burst out with their last combat power.
Shen Zuijian was not a low-level general, but this medicine was saved when he was a low-level general.
Looking at the Gang Bear who was getting closer and closer, Shen Zuijian re-grasped the huge iron sword with both hands, and stood motionless on the snow.
The green tendons in his hands gradually exploded, and his hand holding the sword became tighter and tighter, and the bear came in front of him and pounced.
Shen Zuijian moved his hands, and the huge iron sword swung out, and at the same time, the pants that he had not tied after untying his trouser belt suddenly slipped off because of the movement of his body, revealing his white belly.