The waves of water slowly descended, and they collapsed and merged in all directions.

The soles of the cowhide boots are in contact with the ground, and the yellow muddy water slowly climbs along the gap in the bottom edge, flowing up against the capillaries.

Under the zelkova tree.

Huang Ziyan was soaked all over his body, a series of rain was dripping down his chin, and the blood holes running through the front and back of his chest were shocking, and the overflowing blood stained the yellow water around him.

Let's go.

Let's go.

The sole of the boot separates from the yellow mud and makes a sticky sound.

In the perspective of the black cowhide boots, they alternately staggered, constantly enlarged, and Huang Ziyan's pupils trembled violently.

He stretched out his palm and grabbed the slippery ground and climbed forward, dragging a long dirt mark from under him, and the rain poured down to the low-lying areas, mixed with blood floating red and black.

"What are you running?"

The stiff thick-soled cowhide boots stepped on the back of Huang Ziyan's head, and the dirty water he brought up flowed down the messy hair into his mouth, choking him to cough up pink bubbles.

Liang Qu stepped on the knife bearer, raised his wrist on one side, and pointed at the sword-wielding man on the other side.

"Ah Wei, go and bite the man."

The blue bracelet on the wrist cracked, and the golden foot segment opened layer by layer.

The Tianshui centipede stretched its long body, pulled out a thin transparent wing from the third piece of dorsal armor, shook rapidly, and flew down on the corpse's neck and opened its jaws and feet.

The wound glowed gray, and blue-blue veins stretched out like cobwebs.

Huang Ziyan on the ground struggled to open his eyes, and saw the blue centipede flying back in the blur of light and shadow.

He couldn't believe that Liang Qu was still hiding a poison on his body!

He raised his index finger tremblingly, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot: "You're not human!" ”

Bullshit illusions!

Whether it's galloping horses, wolf smoke, or tiger hunting, you can't do it!

Thousands of tons of water are enough to create a small body of water, and from the moment the torrent is revealed, the situation is completely one-sided!

"Did you speak?"

Liang Qu stepped on it hard, stepping most of the opponent's head into the mud puddle, and heard the opponent's Wuli Wuli spitting bubbles in the water.

The vitality of the martial artist is really tenacious, ordinary people have been hit hard through the chest, and it is quite good to be able to hold a breath, and the other party can actually speak clearly.

If you take some healing Dadan, maybe a few days later, you will be a good dog with a dragon and a tiger.

Liang Qu raised his toes slightly and pushed his head out of the puddle.

"What's your two names?"

Huang Ziyan spat out a mouthful of blood foam: "If you offend the Shui Mu Sect, you will ...... Woooo ”

"The ghost mother is the ghost mother, she really puts gold on her face, and then asks you, what are the names of the two of you?"

"I won't let it go...... Gurgling ......"

"It's still a big job, the old yellow calendar a year ago, the people have changed a stubble, who remembers you? Do you have any fresh blood? ”

"Do you dare...... Woolulu......"

The other party's mouth was really hard, back and forth several times, and the slightest bit of information was never revealed, and Liang Qu kicked and stepped on it for a long time without even asking a name.

His patience was limited, and the light of the Fubo blade flashed.

Huang Ziyan's pupils in the muddy water were dilated, and he couldn't curse anymore.

The fact that you can control the water cannot be exposed, at least not yet.

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Two people, one of them can't be left alive.

Ah Wei wrapped his wrists, end to end, and became one again.

Shaking the blue bracelet on his hand, Liang Qu came to the other person's side, reached out and grabbed the other person's shoulder, turned over, pressed the upper Jizhong acupoint, sensed the stagnant blood in his body, and let them start flowing again.

Once a martial artist dies, his own "essence" will collapse quickly, and the resistance to water control in his body will be greatly reduced, so that he will not be completely imperceptible, or lose control as soon as the water enters the body.

Most of the toxins to be injected collect at the wound site, and a small part of them flow to the whole body.

Liang Qu picked up the fallen long sword from the ground, cut a hole in the back of the opponent's neck, squeezed out some of the black blood, and disguised that he was poisoned during the fight, and although there was bloodletting, some of the toxins entered the body.

Hide a hand.

As long as you don't say it, most people will make up for it because he relied on the sneak attack of poisonous insects and defeated the two by luck.

The improvement in the realm is enough to prove his talent, and there is no need to show too much in strength, and he can be surprised at a critical moment, just like the two lying on the ground.

If the strength had been figured out earlier, it would not have been two galloping horses.

After dealing with the tail of the hand, Liang Qu walked out of the woods.

The rain was pouring down, the puddles were rippling, the electric light flickered in the dark clouds, and the whole dirt road was unpassed.

Nothing has changed in the world except for the three who died.

Liang Qu stared at the headless corpse with a large area of black blood spreading on the ground, silently came to the side of the cart, grabbed a corner of the rain blanket, and lifted it all.

The firewood was neatly stacked together, some places were vacant, and the two fish baskets were close together, empty and smelling of fish, except for a small clay pot in the far corner with a few scattered copper plates.

Looking at the direction of the board car, from Pingyang County to Yixing Town, it was obviously affected by the heavy rain and had to rush home early.

Picking up the heads of people who had fallen on the side of the road, their messy white hair covered in mud.

Even though the old man's face was frightened, the familiarity still lingered in his heart, perhaps he had received his share at the river god sacrifice.

It's just that there were too many people that day, and Liang Qu couldn't remember the old man's name at all.

A person wants to live until his temples are gray, he has to eat food for decades, walk for decades, and spend dozens of springs, summers, autumns and winters, but as long as he kills with a sword, everything in the past will disappear.

Qua la-la.

The firewood tumbled and fell to the ground.

Liang Qu pushed down all the firewood, vacated the position of the cart, placed the corpse of the old man, and carried the corpses of the two ghost mothers, and hung them on the side of the car.

Looking around, a red figure in the woods stands out.

The donkey pulling the cart didn't know when to break free from the reins and escaped, and wanted to take a few people away, but Chishan had to help.

Liang Qu whistled.

"Come here!"

Akayama flicked his tail, his hooves scraped the ground, and hurried in the direction of the board car.

It hung its head down, its mane drenched in the rain, and its nose snorted incessantly, apparently sullen after being slammed.

Liang Qu hugged Chishan's head and touched it twice on its neck, and the red and bright mane became dry and soft in the blink of an eye.

Untie the leather bag around Chishan, and the golden eyes and scrolls in it are fine.

The direction of Chishan's fall is not on the same side as the glass bottle and the scroll, only a little mud is rubbed on the scroll, but it is all on the outer layer, and the content inside is not hindered.

Pulling out a piece of clothing from the leather bag and draping it, Liang Qu grabbed the fish basket hanging on it, patted Chishan's chin, and showed it the red-blooded perch swimming inside.

"I know that you have suffered a lot, and the whole red blood bass caught today will be eaten for you, and if you complain about nothing, hurry up and come over to pull the goods."

I don't know if the threat played a role, or if the temptation of the treasure fish was big enough, Akayama's interest suddenly rose, and he shook his head and stepped forward to bite the reins hanging from the cart, and took the initiative to pull up the cart.

Liang Qu quickly sat on the board car and pulled the reins, controlling the speed of Chishan and approaching Yixing Town.

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