"How ......"

Zhao Zihan, who came out closely, was held down by Li Qingyi before he finished speaking, and the whistling bullets flew over the heads of the two of them, falling on the ground and splashing several wisps of dust.

Li Qing, who pressed Zhao Zihan's head, obviously felt that her whole person trembled, low-level transcendents can't completely ignore bullets, and it is reasonable for Zhao Zihan to be afraid, although she is already a stargazer, but if you talk about the experience between life and death, it should be regarded as the first time.

The current situation is not for anyone to breathe, the surrounding dense fog began to spread inward, the screams were endless, the sudden attack made the scientific expedition team suffer heavy losses, looking at this posture, the Floating Dragon Clan did not intend to let go, and wanted to annihilate all the people of the scientific expedition team here.

The mountains are reckless and murderous, and the Floating Dragon Clan, who have lived here for generations, are the true masters of this mysterious mountain.

Li Qing grabbed Zhao Zihan's shoulder and jumped down, "Where is Wang Chongming?" ”

As soon as she entered the trial realm, Zhao Zihan planted marks on Li Qing and Wang Chongming, and she could easily sense the position of the two of them within a certain distance, this method of relying on the Xingzi and Xinghai essentia to establish a unique connection between the two things is unique to stargazers, and with the improvement of Zhao Zihan's strength, other wonderful uses will be derived.

Zhao Zihan, who calmed down, her slender fingers pinched slightly like a flying butterfly, and the faint stars lingered between her palms and fingers, and after a while, she raised her hand and pointed to the east.

Without superfluous words, Li Qing climbed up the stairs to the edge of the exploration party, looked around, only to see the dust and sand flying, the thick fog covered the sky, in the place where the fog had not yet overflowed, the yellow mud was stained with blood, and the col of the Pingchuan River had become the hell of Shura, and the exploration party dug up before became a burial pit, and most of the fallen bodies were planted into the pit.

The strength of the army lies in the iron discipline and uniform pace, but the fog that spreads around makes these two points false, and the situation is unexpectedly one-sided.

Summoning fog, driving away beasts, and borrowing spirits, through the mouth of Fulou, Li Qing was already aware of the methods of the Fulong clan, but for these soldiers of the Shang Dynasty, these were unexpected "witchcraft", and it was not strange to be caught off guard.

Seeing this scene, Li Qing immediately made a decision, and immediately abandoned the previous idea of going to Wang Chongming to meet, "Enter the temple!" With that, he turned and rushed towards the temple.

The location of their exploration was next to the temple, and even at this time, Li Qing did not take Zhao Zihan over the wall to enter, but went to the gate in an orderly manner, pushed the door and entered.

As early as when he first entered, Li Qing sensed that this small temple was shrouded in a mysterious force, which he couldn't say was sure before, but now, he could be sure that this force was alienated essentia, if the essentia that Song Qiu showed him was a docile sheep, then the essentia here was a cunning jackal, more obscure because of his cunning nature, and more primitive because he was not tamed.

After entering, Li Qing did not close the door, but let the temple door be wide open.

The courtyard was empty, and for some reason, the archaeological work around the temple was in full swing, and the most suspicious and probably most valuable temple was unattended.

But now, as a refuge in this war, the desertion no longer exists.

The temple is like a two-sided world, as soon as you enter the door, the countless hustle and bustle of the outside world will all fade away, and this small temple is deep in the middle of the samadhi.

Li Qing, who strode in, glanced around and said, "It's all old friends, why is Brother Fu hiding?" ”

Zhao Zihan's heart moved slightly, before this, Li Qing explained the matter of Fulou to her and Wang Chongming, so she was not surprised by Li Qing's "old friend", but she didn't notice any breath now, her fingers were secretly clasped, Zhao Zihan was vigilant in her heart, but on the surface she was calm as usual.

"Why is it just the two of you?" Fu Lou, who walked out of the temple, looked at a man and a woman in the courtyard, his brows furrowed slightly.

For Zhao Zihan and Wang Chongming, Fu Lou doesn't really value it, but Li Qing said before that the three of them act collectively, and no one else can do it.

"There's no hurry, there's another person coming later." Li Qing smiled, crossed the Fulou, and went straight into the temple.

Wang Chongming knew the miracle of this temple, this commander of the Yugoslav Federation who came out of the rain of bullets and bullets was experienced in dealing with this kind of scene, Li Qing believed that what he could think of, Wang Chongming could naturally think of it, and he and Zhao Zihan could get here first, it was nothing more than taking advantage of the location.

His eyes swept over a man and a woman passing in front of him, and Fu Lou didn't say anything, turning around and entering the small temple.

The noise was blocked by an invisible force, and in the small temple, it was still the same scene as before, the statue of the god standing on the altar lost its head, and a large piece of the heart was also removed, becoming a headless and heartless god, with many mud blocks scattered at the feet, no one cleaned it, and two pits the size of the soles of the feet, telling the fierce battle that happened here before.

The lights and candles are still there, but there is no blue flame, and the whole temple reveals a sense of silence, allowing the war to rage outside, but it is not affected in the slightest.

"What about Wang Yanming? He didn't come out? While waiting, Li Qingtou, who came to the offering table, asked without looking back.

"Nope."

Li Qing nodded noncommittally and didn't say anything more, but the eyes that were facing away from the two of them suddenly flashed with a fierce color, like lightning in the night, tearing through the deep darkness in his eyes, which was terrifying.

Wang Yanming, a survivor of the Floating Dragon Catastrophe...... Now it seems that the history books are really not credible, not that the contents recorded in the books are not true, but those that have been hidden from the history books and not mentioned are the most chilling and interesting parts.

didn't let the three of them wait for a long time, Wang Chongming quickly entered the courtyard from the gate, Li Qing and Zhao Zihan had some dust on their bodies when they went down to the square, and Wang Chongming had blood and mud on his face.

What Li Qing didn't expect was that Wang Chongming was not alone, he was escorting Zhong Fuyuan all the way here, Zhong Fuyuan is worthy of being a person who has been in a high position for a long time, even in the current situation, he can be calm, but his face is dignified but he does not hide it.

Compared with Zhong Fuyuan, the Lu commander, who can nominally command an army of 8,000 people, is much inferior, the army is defeated, and the Lu commander's face is like earth, and even when he entered the temple gate, he stumbled on the threshold, almost didn't fall into the mud, and I don't know how he became this commander.

Commander Lu had just stabilized his body and stood still, his face was pale, and he saw Li Qing and the three people in the small temple at a glance, and he took a breath and shouted: "You three, what are you doing hiding inside, why don't you move things over and block the door!" If you let those rebels come in, you will all die! ”

Thinking that this Lu commander was too nervous, he escaped death, lost his ground, and didn't see the appearance of the three people in the temple clearly, so he would say such foolish words.

Li Qing, who turned around, walked out of the small temple slowly, Commander Lu thought that he was going to come over to help him, and his already pale face immediately became a little ruddy, and he was about to speak, but there was a sense of weightlessness in his body.

This Lu Commander is not strong, Li Qing grabbed his collar, swiped his arm, and directly threw the Lu Commander who was still stunned out of the gate, the fog had already spread outside the temple, and several tiger-headed wolf-like beasts rushed out of the mist, directly eating the Lu Commander.

The screams were kept out, but the poignant scene could be seen clearly.

Looking at this bloody scene, Li Qing couldn't help frowning slightly, the fog outside the door seemed to be being played with by someone's hand, retreating hundreds of meters, hundreds of floating dragon people appeared from the fog, although the aborigines in these mountains are not brightly dressed, but they are also well-behaved, not as primitive and barbaric as imagined, the two people led by them are almost dressed like Fu Lou, and they are the other two worshippers in the clan.

The eyes of these floating dragon people are all full of hatred and anger without exception, for them, these temples are sacred and inviolable, and the behavior of Li Qing and others is undoubtedly a blasphemy against the sacred, out of some kind of ignorant belief, even in such a situation, they will not break into the temple.

At this time, the fog from a hundred meters away and the crowd of people surrounding the entrance of the temple separated like a tide, and an old man wearing a linen cloth and holding a wooden staff walked slowly.

I don't know when Fu Lou has arrived at Li Qing's side, he has always been deep, but at this time, his face is gloomy, and he introduced in a deep voice: "The worship master of the Floating Dragon Clan, Fu Changqing. ”

Across the door, Fu Changqing looked at him calmly, but without saying a word, he thrust the wooden staff into the ground, and the talisman tied to the wooden staff jingled, and the sound actually entered the temple through the invisible barrier.

Fu Changqing sat down cross-legged at the entrance of the temple, and behind him, the two worshippers and hundreds of ethnic groups also sat on the ground with Fu Changqing.

Suddenly, outside the temple, hundreds of floating dragon people crossed their knees and closed their eyes, they recited scriptures, and some inexplicable thing hidden in the earth and mountains seemed to be attracted by the sound of chanting, the mist rolled up, and the strange beasts were low, so it was not terrifying.

In two hours, it is the ten-year sacrifice of the Floating Dragon Clan, like this temple, there are a total of fifty-seven in the Floating Dragon Mountain, at that time, the Floating Dragon Clan can enter the temple without being bound by the clan law.

Li Qing simply came out of sight, closed the door, and retreated to the temple with everyone.

"What a hero out of a boy." If you say who is the most calm, except for Li Qing, it is Deputy Director Zhong Fuyuan, this may be the scholarly bearing, which ordinary officials cannot have.

Zhong Fuyuan said this sentence when he called Li Qing a hero in front of everyone before, but now the old saying is revisited, but the meaning is very different.

Fu Lou was not as indifferent as Zhong Fuyuan, and said in a deep voice: "What now?" Those who stayed outside still had a chance of survival, but breaking into the temple must be a capital crime, and in two hours, you and I will have to fall to the ground. Having said that, he still did not choose to stay outside the temple.

For Fu Lou, life must be in his own hands, and he can only be in his own hands.

Li Qing glanced at him, smiled slightly, and spit out a word:

"Wait."