Chapter 9: The Seeking of Life in the Mist

Maxima often has, but Bole does not often have.

Even if it is an immortal soldier, falling into the hands of mortals,

It's not even as good as a wrought iron.

Li Wei's Codex

When Bai Yougui's spell was not completed, a figure fell down from the high wall of the Li Mansion, and sparks ignited around his body between the magpies and the birds, and rushed to Bai Bei'er, separating the thunder in his palm. There was a muffled sound of thunder in his palm, and it exploded on the man's back, and the tongue of fire poured out, burning the man's clothes at once, but as soon as the fire touched his back, it was sucked into his body and dissipated without a trace.

Bai Bei'er didn't notice the thunder in his palm at all, but suddenly a figure appeared on his side, and it was the time of panic. Unexpectedly, at this time, there was a loud noise, which shook Bai Bottle's ears. Bai Bottle's lips and teeth opened slightly, and he instinctively knelt on the dirt floor with his ears covered. She raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked up at the figure in front of her, just as she met a pair of slender eyes.

One low and one high, between the four eyes, both of them were empty for a while.

Seeing is just looking at it, but the brain doesn't recognize what it sees, or it doesn't recognize what it sees at all. Half a salary, Bai Bei'er finally saw the person coming, called out softly, hurriedly straightened his dress and stood up, took a few steps back, and Ai Ai recited three Li characters in a row, but he didn't think of a title for a while, whether to call the name the same as before, or to call the young head of the family according to his identity.

In a cramped manner, Bai Bei'er unconsciously lowered his head, just like a water lotus.

The person who came was none other than Li Wuxiong. Li Wuxiong looked at Bai Bei'er's slightly embarrassed appearance, his heart was mixed with melancholy and joy, and he immediately laughed unscrupulously, and shouted loudly to the sky:

Where did the thief come from, dare to come to the Li family to be presumptuous!

Since the registration number, he is not in a hurry to take action, he still stands quietly, his eyes have not left Bai Bottle, and Bai Bottle has not moved at all, lowering his head and not looking at him. Li Wuxiong waited for a while, and the sound of gongs and drums around him gradually became dense from one to two, and he arched his hand, and he didn't say: I haven't seen you for four years, okay?

Bai Bei'er replied in a low voice: Yes.

Li Wuxiong rolled over and jumped onto the roof.

Li Wuxiong** was wearing his upper body, his back was densely covered with deep or shallow scars, which were extremely terrifying, and a slender shadow extended from his feet to the front of the hut that happened to cover Bai Bottle'er's face. He looked around, determined his bearings, and sped off into the distance.

Bai Yougui saw that the black shadow had been relieved, and took advantage of the firelight to turn around and retreat, thinking that there was no need to cause unnecessary trouble, and it was better to get out as soon as possible. At this time, Ma Qing was in the south and Li Wuxiong was in the north, whether it was to the east or west, it was a rhythm surrounded by the two. Seeing that although the methods of the people who attacked him were good, they were certainly not as good as the black shadow in the north, so he galloped south. At that time, Li Wuxiong stayed in the small courtyard and was not in a hurry to chase after him. Bai Yougui no longer guarded against his back, wrapped himself in a layer of water vapor, and got up at full speed.

Ma Qingyi gritted his teeth, knowing that if this white mist was freed, it would be a fish and dragon entering the sea, and how could he find it again. He stuck the bright silver spear aside, took out a dagger from between his left and right boots, and threw it at the front of Bai Ying, and then picked up the bright silver spear and went straight to Bai Yougui. The dagger was pressing, and Bai Yougui's figure froze, and Ma Qing was about to be bullied in front of him. Bai Yougui was not confused before, but made up his mind to go. Moreover, this person from the south is not good, and a few moves are all killing moves, and he can't help but feel a little annoyed in his heart, so he has a killing intent. What's even worse is the person behind him, seeing that he is Li Geshu, it is very troublesome to be entangled by him, so he wants to solve it quickly. Bai Yougui stood still, his arms stretched outward, and he didn't need to chant a mantra, and the water vapor in the air quickly began to condense into a mist with the diffusion of the vitality in his body. It happened that the snow was melting now, and the humidity was extremely heavy, and the dense fog immediately stretched out, enveloping a radius of more than ten feet. The dagger that had been thrown earlier seemed to be greatly hindered in the thick fog, as if walking in a swamp, and its speed dropped sharply, and in a short time, it staggered and fell. Ma Qing is the same, he can't raise his strength, let alone his body. What made him even more panicked was that the thick fog covered his eyes, and he couldn't tell the difference between front and back, left and right. Originally, although the realm of the person on the other side was higher than his own, but the enemy was clear and dark, and he took the lead, so he was in a situation where he could advance and retreat freely; he appeared just now, and he was reckless and plunged into this strange fog for a while, but he couldn't help himself anymore. Although I couldn't see anything clearly, I still looked left and right, and my eyes widened wider than ever.

Calm, calm, calm, calm.

Ma Qing held the gun and posed in a starting position, waiting for it strictly, and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

In Ma Qing's view, the showdown is about aggression like fire and immobility like a mountain. There may be some kind of throwing knife ice pick hidden in this fog, these are all things that are cut off with a single head in the head. I held my breath and was on guard for a while, but I didn't expect that nothing happened, could it be that the other party ran away and was saved?

In the fog, the exhaled breath still brought a burst of white, and it actually formed a little bit of fine ice crystals and fell. Ma Qing was so shocked that he couldn't help himself, only to find that his body had completely stiffened and couldn't move.

It turned out that this "knife" had already been cut down.

If Ma Qing still had a trace of luck before, then he has actually seen death now.

Not only was the fog extremely cold, but it also seemed to shield one's senses from the danger. Ma Qing's reaction was already extremely fast, but by the time he woke up, he couldn't move, let alone a trace of Yuan Force.

This opponent didn't seem to be in a hurry to start, but Ma Qing obviously felt that there were a pair of eyes peeping at him in this white expanse, like a leopard that had found a weak antelope. The opponent slightly playfully consumed his fighting spirit, slowly exerting coercion, slowly grinding the beans like a huge stone mill, and a blunt knife gently grinding his neck. The stalemate in the silence makes people feel uneasy and frightened. Now there is a thick fog, there is no need to say that he can't see it, and even the sound is isolated, Ma Qing speculates that the other party's action is unobtainable, and he can't move, the outcome of this battle is needless to say, just waiting for the opponent to make up for the last knife lightly.

Ma Qing is self-controlled, just like this, if he can still move a little, he is willing to cut himself here. But after all, a nine-foot man, how can he not be this little daughter posture, Ma Qing bit his lips tightly, and soon oozed blood, blood is the carrier of the qi of the five elements, with warmth, and it does not coagulate quickly. As the blood flowed more and more, Ma Qing's complexion gradually began to show an extremely abnormal scarlet.

"If you dare to kill. ”

This is not to say that you can kill if you are brave. Rather, when you are extremely strong, you are most likely to be destroyed.

Ma Qing is the kind of person who dares bravely.

Under the great adversity, Ma Qing's blood flowed backwards, the meridians went backwards, and he did his life's cultivation, and the "Xiao Zhoutian" in his body was like an extremely manic whirlpool, and the dense fog around him penetrated into it little by little. Ma Qing is only aware of the realm, and the meridians in his body are all difficult to absorb the qi of the five elements from the earth, and they will quickly disperse in a short time when they enter the body. And between Ma Qing's life and death, he risked the risk of breaking his meridians to seal himself on the acupuncture points of Xiao Zhou Tian, forcibly sealing the power of the five elements, and plotting to make this desperate bet.

This Ma Qing is really angry, he knows that he is invincible, and he does not have a trace of luck in his heart, but wants to gamble on his net worth like a crazy gambler. No matter what the result is, Ma Qingjiu will die for the rest of his life, but with his noble ability, it is enough to be choked by this.

A madman is not to be bullied.

A madman cannot be deceived.

Not long after, a red light descended from the top of Ma Qing's head, which was the talisman he had been waiting for for a long time.

Ma Qing has been accumulating strength for a long time, just waiting for this moment.

Ma Qing shook the spear, kicked the ground, and stabbed away.

With that shot, even the meager air was cut out of the spark.

This style, out of the hand, the bright silver spear and life will not be turned back.

Ma Qing's mouth was full of blood, and he rushed towards the red light like a life-seeking Shura.

The red light also swelled, emitting thousands of tongues of fire, smashing into the bright silver spear, like a big wave crashing on a reef.

In that red mang, a pair of red phoenix eyes appeared.

The person who came was actually Li Wuxiong.