Chapter Twenty-Nine: Now, you can only talk to me

Early in the morning, Daliang Mountain.

The night rain has stopped.

The dull sound of horses' hooves broke the silence of the morning on Daliang Mountain.

On the mountain path, three armored knights rode tall horses, galloping wildly, and the horses' hooves were like thunder, and the mud on the path was splashed.

The horse is a special product of Liangguo, the Itten horse, this horse breed has strong explosive power and moderate endurance, and is most suitable for short sprints and cavalry charges. But the mountain road that appeared in this Daliang Mountain was a little nondescript.

people, on the other hand, are even more well-equipped.

These three horses are actually equipped with swords and crossbows, and the fish scales and iron armor on their bodies shine in the morning light!

Even if the cavalry does not enter the Nine Rank and has no martial arts cultivation, just the equipment of these three horsemen, with a little training, is enough to join forces to fight with the Seven Rank Quenching Bone Realm martial artists, and the outcome is unknown!

And if the cavalry is in the product, it is a proper battlefield weapon, and in the face of the likes of the Three Phases Gang, it is a dimensionality reduction strike!

Until the three horsemen arrived at the temple near the mountain, the knight led by him raised his hand violently, and the three horsemen immediately stopped and forbade the order.

The knight took off his head armor, revealing his resolute and stiff features under the head armor, his nose twitched, and he faintly smelled the blood in the temple.

"Heh, it's just an hour late, and it seems like something happened."

The knight muttered, and shook his head.

It was also a helpless move not to arrive at the scheduled time, it was really raining in the mountains last night, and it was not a good opportunity to hurry.

He turned over and dismounted, and the two horsemen behind him did the same, and the three of them drew their swords and walked slowly towards the temple.

The knight who had the first head came to the door, pushed the door but did not move, and when he listened with his ears up, he did not hear a sound, so he immediately raised his leg and kicked out.

The power of the eight pins kicked and broke the door on the spot, and a thick bloody qi gushed out from the temple.

The morning light flowed down the gate into the temple, and the grim scene made the knight's pupils shrink.

The first thing that caught my eye was the corpse of Nan Zhongxu by the door.

He broke a leg and an arm, the sword wounds on his body were not counted, and the blood under his body was like a river, but the viscous blood had long since dried up.

Further on, there were four black-clad corpses in a ball, and they had died simply, apparently by quick killing.

Finally, the knight's gaze fell on the only person in the temple who could breathe.

His facial features had been turned into a patch of blood, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly. His clothes were torn and his body was scarred, including a knife wound, fists and feet, and burns.

The color knight in the chest and abdomen could tell that this person had suffered severe internal injuries, and his right hand with a sword was even more twisted, and the bones were broken into what kind of dick.

But even so, the sword was still tightly wrapped in his hand.

The man is still alive.

It may have been the morning light on his face that regained the man's spirits, and he looked up at the knight and smiled slightly, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

"You're late......"

The knight's eyes were deep: "Ah, I was delayed a little by the night rain. ”

"So here is ......"

"It's not a big deal."

Lu Ming, who was seriously injured, raised his left hand with all his might.

First, he pointed to the four corpses that died together.

"That's the people of the Three Phases Gang Tianzitang and Dizitang."

The knight's eyes were slightly downcast, and he saw Lu Ming pointing to the door again.

"That's the Pegasus Gang."

After that, the knight turned his head again and looked at Lu Ming.

I saw Lu Ming pointing back at himself: "And I, the son of Lu Yao of the Three-Phase Gang, Lu Ming." ”

The knight's pupils shrank.

Lu Ming grinned.

"I killed them all."

"So now, you Black City Walled City can only talk to me."

After finishing speaking, the smile on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth did not change, but he slowly closed his eyes.

The knight was silent for a few seconds, then spoke suddenly.

"Save him."

"Give him the best medicine for his wounds."

……

When Lu Ming woke up again, the time had already come to dusk.

The dim sunlight was shining out of the window, and Lu Ming opened his eyes and looked around.

At this moment, he was lying on a low bed, the room was simple, only a bed, a table and a chair, but it was clean and tidy, and the sheets and pillows still smelled of sunshine.

The breeze blows outside the window, bringing the sound of boiling people.

Here, in Daliang Mountain, in the black city walled.

With a slight movement, Lu Ming felt pain all over his body, and the smell of medicine poured into the tip of his nose, bitter, but with a fragrance of grass and trees.

"Good medicine."

Lu Ming spoke softly, and said again: "Did you hurt the foundation?" ”

The voice fell, and a cold male voice sounded from the chair.

"It didn't hurt the foundation of martial arts, but your internal injury needs to be cultivated."

"Within half a year, you probably won't be able to practice martial arts, let alone do it with others."

Turning his gaze, he could see a strong man sitting on the chair at this moment.

The man was less than thirty, with a strong figure and stiff features, and he was the leader of the three horsemen this morning.

Seeing Lu Ming's gaze sweeping, the man nodded and said, "My name is Yingfang." ”

"Oh, my name is Lu Ming."

"I knew your name was Lu Ming, but I didn't know that you, the recognized second ancestor of Xuanshui City, actually had a good martial arts cultivation in your body, and you could still fight to kill that tiger male Nan Zhongxu."

"It's just luck."

Lu Ming is not low-key and modest, Nan Zhongxu's strength is good, even among the eight-rank martial artists, he can rank in the upper class.

In the battle with Nan Zhongxu tonight, Lu Ming's hard power was completely insufficient, and it was all with his blood and courage that he could keep Nan Zhongxu in the cage of the beast of death - this battle cannot be replicated.

But a win is a win, and a defeat is a defeat!

The winner lives, and the loser dies!

"But it doesn't matter." Lu Ming suddenly opened his mouth, said this, and asked the British side again: "What about your village master?" ”

The British side got up and said: "Early tomorrow morning, the owner of the village will meet you, and today you will recuperate first." ”

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, and suddenly said again when he came to the door: "By the way, why didn't Song Laosan come this time?" ”

Hearing Song Laosan's name, the corners of Lu Ming's mouth suddenly provoked a trace of arc.

"He's dead, in a fight with the Pegasus."

"Oh." The British side's eyebrows sank, he thought about it, and then said: "No wonder so many people appeared in the mountain temple last night, and even the people from the Pegasus Gang came, it turned out that the third child died......"

"But if we don't have the friendship of the third child, our business will be ruined."

Lu Ming didn't look at the British side, just closed his eyes and said softly: "Yes, some of them are." But this time I'm here, and I think I should be able to pull out a plan that will satisfy both of us. ”

The British side said calmly.

"Not necessarily."

"Your father is dead, and so is the third child."

"The buyers and people of our business have all broken off."

"Lu Ming, you have to know that this deal is not necessary for your three-phase gang, and there are many people in Xuanshui City who are hungry."

Lu Ming was silent.

But a different color flashed in the eyes of the British side.

As he went out, he said in a soft voice: "So you'd better think carefully about what conditions you can offer to convince the owner of the village." ”

"Don't waste the opportunity you took to fight for your life this time."

……

The British side left, leaving Lu Ming alone in the room to recuperate.

After a long time, Lu Mingfang slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes are as deep as an abyss, as if he thinks of the dialogue with Yueya in the rain killing building in the black market yesterday.

"Three-phase help Tianzitang, Song Laosan."

"What business is he responsible for in the Three-Phase Gang? Why does Jade Rakshasa value him so much? ”

"I want to know everything there is to know about this man."