Chapter 82: The Water Prison Prisoners
The phrase "Wine and beauty, I am lucky" is so light, wine and beauty are the most precious gifts in a man's life, but the sword is the whole of his life. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
In this world, there are people who are born extraordinary. These people often have an obsession that borders on madness, driving them to breathe again and again. Therefore, they often practice a certain skill to the realm of high and unbearable cold, and mortals can only look up to them, but do not know the sweat and bitterness behind it. But when his name first rang out in the rivers and lakes, everyone trembled. The trolls of the Kunlun Mountains, the long-dormant army of the Tiele King, and even the Western Regions, Persia and other countries that have never cared about the Han Chinese. With a wave of the Seven-Star Sword, all living beings will remember that name: Falcon Luoxi. It is often said that genius is made by 99% hard work and 1% talent, but 99% of the effort of others cannot be called 1% of the talent of Falcon Luoxi, it is precisely such a genius that he also pays 900% of his efforts.
Maybe even God can't tolerate this demon, Rosemary clutches the sheets, really exhausted. Her ears drooped, and her body still trembled with intense pleasure.
He left indifferently, "Clean up." ”
"Yes. ”
He suddenly thought of something and asked, "How is she?"
Rosemary wiped the silk on the side of her mouth and replied, "Is that a human woman? She is really special, no one has ever been able to take a sword from Mr., I'm afraid that Mr. will be merciful." There was some jealousy in her eyes, "According to the husband's orders, she was imprisoned in the water prison, but she did not have the slightest intention of admitting defeat." ”
"Where's her knife?"
"In the sword room of the gentleman. "I've heard that every time a gentleman kills someone, he puts their weapons in the sword room, and I have a chance to .......," her voice stopped abruptly. The moment Falcon Luoxi turned around, her eyes had strangled her words in her throat.
He said: "That's right, the weapons of three thousand nine hundred and seventeen masters are gathered there, and the blood is thick, and it is a treasure place for the demon clan to cultivate. But I will not allow you to defile it. His tone was firm and cold.
True, he did rarely get his hands dirty.
When the sword is unsheathed, it will see blood.
Once the suave Falcon Luoxi holds the sword, it will become an extremely terrible nightmare, and even now in retrospect, Rosemary will tremble. The supreme demon clan of six thousand years of Taoism actually deigned and trembled under the eyes of mortals.
He has so much respect for every opponent.
believes that the soul is hidden in weapons, and in his limited life, he has become a feared "sword snatcher" in the rivers and lakes.
Sword Room.
Each weapon carried the soul of his opponent, and he bathed and then washed and dried his hands in a barrel filled with hot water. Then he carefully tended each weapon with a plain white silk, and his movements were solemn and sacred, as if he were wiping the body of his beloved woman. He picked up his latest surprise soldier and couldn't help but admire, "It's really strange." Eight machine springs, the prototype is really from the unknown hand of a famous craftsman. "But he hasn't put the weapon on the tungsten case yet.
Because the opponent has not yet given in.
It's really strange, everyone will feel fear in the moment before they die, the seven-star sword of the "Sword Grabber" has not really cut off their heads, and they have already admitted defeat in their eyes. A look that knows that it is invincible and is willing to give in. She wasn't.
When the sword was about to slash the white throat in the next moment, she burst out with even greater power.
Rosemary once guessed, "Sir must be merciful." "Does he really have to show mercy?
No!
As soon as the sword is unsheathed, it is meant to kill. He was never merciful, and the woman blocked a sword that was impossible to block, and an even more powerful sword intent erupted on the edge of life and death. The three thousand nine hundred and seventeen masters in front of him failed to do it, and it is said that the "sword snatcher" has always only needed one sword to kill.
When she rode alone through the mountain road, Falcon Luoxi knew how extraordinary this woman was when she first saw her.
He wanted the woman to give in.
The body and mind are all about to be conquered by him, and I don't know how she is doing in the dark water prison. Falcon Luoxi coughed violently, adding silver threads to his sideburns, and he suddenly said to himself: "My time is running out, it's really running out." "And his sword, his heart, and his bones thirst for blood all the more.
He turned around and paced to the eaves of Yaju, "Rosemary, red fire, and wandering warblers, you are optimistic about your home." ”
"What is the gentleman going to do?"
"Out of the mountains. He was curious about the monk in Rosemary's mouth, and what his weapon looked like, and if there was another unique collection in the sword room? Rosemary chased out of the house and handed him a self-embroidered bag, "I have already secretly left a scent, and the gentleman can find the trace of the monk with this bag." ”
In Bailong Mountain, everything changes rapidly.
When the sun shines into the dense forest, the group also walks through the mountains. Because of their foot strength, they couldn't walk too fast, and An Nan and An Sheng walked in front and acted as pioneers to explore the way.
An Nan was as nimble as a monkey, and his little head turned to the left with a "whoosh", and then turned to the right with a "swish". Su Xiu'e said: "I said you, can you take a break for a while, you are not in a hurry." ”
An Nan said: "You don't know, I almost died yesterday when I went to collect medicine." This place is full of dangers, the edge area is fine, and if you go further inside, it will be called nine deaths. Cannon Qiang added: "No, it's ten deaths." ”
At the same time, An Nan was carefully searching for every backlit stone crevice. Turnips, Chitose orchids and other precious medicinal materials often take root and grow in the shade, and many places have been buried by snow, but her eyes that have been practiced for many years will never let go of any detail. She paused abruptly, "Shhh, An Sheng, what do you think that's that?"
Behind the rotten roots of green vines, a lifeless stubborn stone.
"Broken stones, what's there to see?" Cannon Qiang interjected from behind, and An Nan said, "You watch." She picked up the snow on the ground, formed a snowball, and threw it at the "stubborn stone", which suddenly cracked, and it turned out to be petals similar to stones, with bright stamens inside. "Stone thorn sunflower, disguised as a stone in the cold season, is actually sweet and delicious inside, not only has the effect of strengthening the body, but also natural honeydew. ”
The cannon Qiang smelled the sweet and lovely aroma from afar, and was about to pick it, but An Sheng stopped him, "Don't, you don't know the habits of the stone thorn sunflower." An Nan walked forward quickly, first popping out the petals with a branch, and then suddenly a circle of bayonets popped out of the ground! Each one was about three feet long, and the cold light shimmered, which was actually the foundation of the stone thorn sunflower, which used nectar to lure the animal to the front, and then pierced the sharp foundation, and the prey was suddenly pierced to the skin and flesh, unable to move, and turned into nutrients under the flower. The animal bones on the lace are proof, and the stone thorn sunflower is also known as "bayonet flower" and "desperate stone".
An Nan took out small iron tongs from his bag and carefully removed the nectar of the stone thorn sunflower.
She was satisfied, and the team had left the edge and into the jungle.
A real zone where the jungle eats the jungle.