In an ordinary farmhouse, the old wine head was sitting in the room with Erlang's legs crossed, drinking a small wine, which he had turned out of a cellar, and had been brewed for several years, and the fragrance was fragrant.

Take a sip of wine, and then spit out a sip of wine, and the taste is refreshing......

But just as he was rejoicing,

"There are enemies, help!"

It's Jia Boy...... The old winemaker put down his glass and got up and ran, and after running two steps, he hurried back and grabbed the helmet on the table, and took another sip of wine with the flask.

When he arrived in front of the compound, he happened to see two of his subordinates surrounded by more than a dozen people and slashed with knives.

", cut Lao Tzu's little brother?!"

The old wine head thundered and was furious, three steps and one step, and the tall body quickly rushed out, and when he came behind the enemy, his hand was raised and swords.

Poof.

The head of a warrior in animal skin fell to the ground, blood splattered on Lao Gao.

The others reacted quickly and hurriedly fought back.

These dozen or so people are all ordinary martial artists, and the old wine head is a master of the Qingyang Realm, and he is a veteran who crawled out of the pile of dead people, and he has rich experience in actual combat, just like chopping melons and vegetables.

But at this moment, a chill suddenly rose in his heart, he had experienced countless lives and deaths over the years, and instinctively flashed to the right, and a cold scimitar almost slashed down his shoulder.

Raising a knife in front of Wei Qingci and the two, the old wine head stared at the beast-skinned woman in the same realm in front of him, and he didn't dare to turn back distractedly: "Two little cubs, are you dead or not?" ”

"It's coming!"

Wei Qingci hurriedly got up and covered Jia Langzhong's back, but there were too many wounds, and the blood kept going, and he hurriedly said:

"Lang Zhong can't hold on!"

Hearing this, the old wine head was furious, and he didn't dare to delay the time to take the lead in attacking, the long knife in his hand slashed down vertically, and Concubine Tuoba blocked it with a horizontal knife, and kicked out with her right foot insidiously.

"Stinky girl, do you want to break Lao Tzu's queen?" The old wine head also kicked his leg to stop this kick, and his anger jumped like thunder.

Although Lao Tzu is sixty years old, there may still be a twilight love in case of it...... He cursed angrily in his heart, wary of the waning moon scimitar in the other party's hand.

A Qingyang Realm martial artist has a spiritual treasure, and it seems that his status is not low......

The two fought like lightning, and the other beast skin warriors surrounded Wei Qingci and the two of them.

At this time, Shentu Zhengrong, who was far away, finally arrived, and without saying a word, he just picked up the knife and did it.

He has been used to fighting since he was a child, and he has fought with other gangs many times, and he is quick and ruthless, barely holding back the remaining enemies, but he is at a disadvantage.

The fist is afraid of the young strong, the stick is afraid of the old wolf, the old wine head should be fine, but Shen Tu is dangerous...... Wei Qingci looked at Jia Langzhong, who was wailing: "Hold on." ”

After speaking, he picked up a knife to help Shen Tu Zhengrong.

"You also have injuries on your body, hurry up and take Lang Zhong first." Shen Tu Zheng said urgently.

"Take a hammer, I can't carry him."

Jia Langzhong's injuries were too serious to walk, and Wei Qingci also had injuries to his shoulders, back, and legs, and he couldn't walk two steps on his back.

At this time, there were still about eight or nine enemies left, all of them fierce and abnormal, and their knives were fierce.

Shentu Zhengrong was also stabbed twice, and he hit a real fire, the long knife was handed over to his left hand and slashed out, and his right hand clenched his fist and smashed it down, and with a bang, he directly smashed a person, and instantly bent his legs and bowed down, bumped into the arms of an enemy, and stabbed him in the abdomen.

Awesome my brother...... Seeing this, Wei Qingci perked up, and his left hand was also smashed out with a punch, and the enemy on the opposite side sneered, grabbed his wrist sideways, and slammed his knee into his face.

Lying on the ground, Wei Qingci's face was bloody, tears flowed, and there was only one thought left in his heart:

Fortunately, Lao Tzu's body has not undergone plastic surgery......

"Whew......"

At this moment, the beast-skin warrior had just sneered and walked over, and suddenly let out a miserable scream of changing tone.

Wei Qingci was also taken aback, and hurriedly struggled to get up, only to see the seriously injured Jia Langzhong holding the leg of the unlucky enemy, and a few silver needles pierced his crotch.

Silver needle pricking eggs?!

Lang Zhong of the dog day is too lewd......

But there is an anesthetic on the silver needle, and this opportunity must not be missed...... Wei Qingci gritted his teeth and rushed over, slashing the enemy by the throat.

But at this time, the change was abrupt, and the old wine head was having a relationship with Concubine Tuoba, when a turtle shell suddenly flew out of the yard and smashed heavily on his head, making a loud 'bang', directly turning the person he smashed on his back.

The little turtle shell was also shocked and fell at Wei Qingci's feet.

This turtle is no different from the one sold in the vegetable market, but it is bigger, but there is a mysterious pattern on the back of the turtle, which looks a bit like a gossip map.

Wei Qingci was about to kick it out, but anyway, this turtle shell was very hard, and he couldn't split it.

But Jia Langzhong, who was seriously injured, had his eyes lit up, lay on the ground, hurriedly took out three silver needles and pinched them together, and stabbed them directly no matter which one they were.

"Whew......"

The turtle's head suddenly protruded from the front, and the whole turtle shell jumped out like a small rocket.

This Lang Zhong is really fucking amazing...... Wei Qingci blinked his eyes, even if he was in danger at the moment, he couldn't help but say:

"Chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is full of wounds, who in the world is not afraid of 'faint' sadness......"

Shen Tu Zhengrong, who had been paying attention to the safety of the two out of the corner of his eye, stumbled under his feet, was slashed to the ground by the enemy, and said with a wry smile: "You are amazing!" ”

Now all four of them have been defeated, and their lives are on the verge of death.

Concubine Tuoba snorted coldly, raised her knife and walked forward vigilantly, ready to deal with the strongest old wine head first, but suddenly turned her head to look to the side.

A sound of neat footsteps came quickly from far and near, and Concubine Tuoba stared at her, and ordered without hesitation: "Withdraw!" ”

She was not sure that before the arrival of the enemy army, she would kill four people and then leave calmly, after all, the old man lying on the ground was very experienced, if he was desperately entangled, then she and the others would not be able to leave today, and they would have to give their lives here.

The little turtle flew to Concubine Tuoba's head, staring at Jia Langzhong lying on the ground viciously: "I swear that I will cut you with a thousand knives!" ”

There is no one who pulls this hatred...... Wei Qingci sat paralyzed on the ground and stayed by Jia Langzhong's side.

After a while, Concubine Tuoba and the others had just run on the front foot, and Liu Shangyong arrived with a large army on the back foot, and when he saw the embarrassed old wine head, he hurriedly asked, "Where did the enemy run?" ”

"Over there, save people first." The old wine head sat on the ground crying and mourning, with a big bag swollen on his forehead, and even a little nauseous and wanted to vomit.

With a wave of his hand, Liu Shangyong led the army to pursue the enemy.

And a few of the Moth Battalion soldiers left the team and hurried over to help the four of them first aid, although they didn't like the small team of the obscene old man, but it was a capital crime to not save their comrades on the battlefield.

Shentu Zhengrong crawled to Wei Qingci's side and said happily: "Are you being beaten and crying?" ”

", will you try a kick in the nose?" Wei Qingci felt that his nose bridge bone might be broken, and his tears were not controlled by the tear glands, and he was pouring straight down.

The old wine head staggered over: "Hey, come and help Lao Tzu take a look first, I'm so dizzy." ”

Gotta have another concussion...... Wei Qingci was speechless for a while.

Jia Lang was stabbed eleven times before and after, but fortunately, he was not injured in the critical position, the wound was large but not too deep, but the blood loss was a little too much.

The stone in Wei Qingci's heart finally fell to the ground, and he secretly sighed that the importance of a good piece of equipment was too great.

If it weren't for the Xuan Scale Armor on his body today, the two of them would have been hacked to death with a knife.

At this time, Gao Wanxi hesitated to stand forward, and the old wine head was furious: "Where did you die?" ”

The five of them are in the same squad, but all four of them are seriously injured, but this kid is nowhere to be seen, how can he, as a captain, not be angry?

Shentu Zhengrong was also injured, and the short knife on his leg was the heaviest, and he helped Gao Wanxi relieve the siege and said, "I asked him to call someone." ”

It's just that he added in his heart: Although as soon as I finished speaking, this surnamed Gao did not hesitate to run faster than a rabbit......

The old winemaker's face softened slightly: "What the hell is going on with you two?" ”

Wei Qingci tearfully told the story before and after.

At the end, he asked, "Where did that king come from?" ”

He wanted to ask why there was such a thing as a youkai, but seeing that everyone was not surprised, he changed his question to this way.

"The little Wang Ba of the Qingyang Realm should be the demon clan of the Xuangui Tribe." The old wine head rubbed the big bag on his head: "They are here, it's a little troublesome." ”

Wei Qingci was still confused.

Shentu Zhengrong also asked curiously: "How many places does this one rank in the barbarian country?" ”

"It's just the tenth, the thousand-year-old king eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, that old king has lived for thousands of years, and he has no other skills, but he can live and resist beating." The old wine head said enviously.

The human race has high talent, but short lifespan, and the demon race has poor talent, but the lifespan is extremely long.

This may also be the so-called fairness of the Heavenly Dao.

While treating his injuries, Wei Qingci silently analyzed the information he had obtained in his heart.

Millennium? This is nothing unusual for Wang Ba.

Tribe? Could it be that the so-called Southern Barbarian State is composed of demon tribes?

So why the Terrans?

Moreover, Concubine Tuoba and Nawang Ba are both in the Qingyang Realm, but obviously her status is lower......

Wei Qingci remembered the tribal totem era that appeared when the civilization of his hometown had just begun to develop, and finally understood what the traces of terror on the snowdrifting city wall were left......

At the same time, he also scolded in his heart for the unreliability of the machine spirit, and such an important memory of the original owner of the body can be lost!?

was sent to exile on the border, Wei Qingci, as a modern person, naturally believed that the enemy was also a human race.

And although Jia Lang and others came to this border for the first time, the three-year-old children of the entire Dali Dynasty knew that the Southern Barbarian Kingdom was composed of tribes, and each tribe enshrined the demon clan sacrifice spirits.

This is common sense, who is a normal person who will have nothing to say about common sense......

Shentu Zhengrong sat on the ground, wiping the blood on the knife: "There are still ninety-eight heads missing." ”

Wei Qingci also smiled bitterly.

This time he picked up a head, Jia Langzhong also killed one, and Shen Tu Zhengrong was the most, killing two Nanban soldiers, but all three of them were already covered in bruises.

It's really difficult to scrape together enough battle exploits of a hundred heads in exchange for the Spirit Pill...... Wei Qingci sighed in his heart.