Zhang Zhenren ignored the serious injuries of his body, and quickly flew into the woods next to him, he just entered, who knew that there were also a few small things climbing on the tree, and they swarmed over, one of which pounced on Zhang Zhenren's shoulder, claws into the bones, and desperately bitten.

Zhang Zhenren was in unbearable pain, hurriedly hung his feet on the branch next to him, and slapped it with his left palm, the little thing screamed sadly, and the two sharp claws scraped Zhang Zhenren's flesh and skin, and was shocked and flew out.

Zhang Zhenren shook the dust again, repelled a few other small things, and then he "plopped" and fell to the ground, looking at his right shoulder, that is, his arm, which was already upturned and bloody. Zhang didn't care about bandaging and staggered forward, but no matter how he escaped, the sound of "chirping" always appeared in his ears.

He had just stepped over a high hill, and in a panic, one of them was careless, his feet were weak, and his whole body rolled down the steep slope of the potholes.

The wind searched in his ears, the tree stumps hit, the stones scratched, and finally rolled to the bottom of the valley, Zhang Zhenren was already in broken clothes, his body was incomplete, even the purple gold panlong whisk dust was also thrown away, and he was stuck in the mud, lying still.

After a long time, Zhang Zhenren fell into the mud, and suddenly heard the sound of men and women laughing, he thought it was an illusion, and hurriedly struggled to get up, wiping a handful of mud all over his face to find prestige.

I saw a big tree with fluffy branches and leaves not far away, sitting a person, no arms and legs, a bare head with only a tuft of green hair growing in the center, and under the two green eyebrows, a pair of blood-red eyes were staring at a plump and enchanting woman lying on her side, without a trace of her body, laughing.

Zhang Zhenren knew that he must not be a good person, and he did not answer, struggling to go to the jungle next to him, he just stepped in, and then retreated in horror, only to see that in the jungle, there was a noise of "twittering", and many small things jumped out.

Zhang Zhenren was already frightened by them, and turned his head sharply to flee into the forest on the other side, and after entering a few steps, the sound of drumming in his ears started again. He had no choice but to retreat again, crawling along the mud ditch, rolling and crawling to the ground in a panic to escape, and just came to a corner, there was another lewd wind and waves in his ears.

The couple had turned to the tree at some point, laughing wantonly. Zhang Zhenren had to bite the bullet and use his hands and feet to drill under the tree where the two people were.

As soon as he got under the tree, he only listened to the people on the tree, let out a piercing and sharp laugh, pinched his throat and said: "Hehe, the Quanzhen Sect claims to be the number one sect in the world, ruling the rivers and lakes, but it doesn't care about a group of disciples dying and doesn't care, just fleeing for their lives! Haha, my Netherworld Sect Master is shameless enough, who knows that this old immortal head is more shameless than me! Hehe, haha"

Zhang Zhenren was secretly shocked, so he had to stop, stood up, wiped a handful of muddy water from his face, and asked in horror: "Is Your Excellency the Netherworld Sect Master who is rumored to be able to drive away ghost envoys?"

The man laughed wildly and said, "That's your Central Plains Martial Arts slandering us! The group of little things just now are all my descendants! Where are the little ghosts, little demons? Don't Zhang Zhenren think they are all smart and cute?

Zhang Zhenren was afraid and hateful in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, and sneered: "The Quanzhen Sect is powerful in all directions of the world, and the poor Dao has also walked on the rivers and lakes for many years, and has encountered all kinds of things, but today is the only worst defeat I have achieved in the past few decades! I think that our Quanzhen Sect and the sect master have no intersection, I am now scarred, and I hope that the sect master can raise his noble hand and let the poor Dao leave, and the poor Dao will remember the benefits of the suzerain! It will be repaid one day!"

The Netherworld Sect Master laughed strangely for a while: "Repay? Hehe, shouldn't you bring the soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty to arrest me? Hehe, you Quanzhen Sect colludes with foreign races for yourself, and is willing to be a lackey for them and lick their buttocks and eyes! How many dirty things have you done! I can't even look at it! Do you still expect you to repay me? In my opinion, although you are old, you are pampered and have a little fresh meat, so it is better to let my children tear you apart, eat you with blood and flesh, and throw a handful of bones into the mud and pour them clean! Hehehe"

After that, he raised his head and let out a terrible roar, and then, the surrounding branches shook, and countless small figures flew in, and the black pressure hung all over the branches, and a few jumped to Zhang Zhenren's side early, wandering back and forth, and were ready to pounce.

It was so frightened that Zhang Zhenren shrank back and kept dodging, and pleaded at the Netherworld Sect Master: "Sect Master, let them go away!

The Nether Sect Master sneered, "You old immortal, what can you say to me! Why don't you let the children eat you and your belt meat early! Don't listen! Don't listen!"

Zhang Zhenren hurriedly said: "Sect Master, if you don't let them hurt me and let me go, Poor Dao can help you regenerate your lost limbs!"

After hearing this, the Netherworld Sect Master's eyes lit up, and he said eagerly: "You old man, what you said is true, if you dare to lie to me, don't blame me for personally picking your skin and cramping!"

Zhang Zhenren hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand: "Poor Dao doesn't dare to coax the sect master, our Quanzhen Sect has always had a tradition of alchemy to help practice, and now in our ancestral court, there is a golden pill, which was left by Taishang Laojun before he attained the Tao." It is my sect, the treasure of the town palace.

Taking it, ordinary people can prolong their lives, those who practice martial arts can increase their skills dramatically, and those who are disabled can give birth to new limbs. When Genghis Khan was critically ill, he heard the rumors and asked the head of Qiu Chuji at that time, but the head of Qiu refused, but just made a fake to fool the past.

Now, it is also a coincidence that the sect master can use this elixir to regulate the body, this is the destiny of heaven, the poor Dao does not dare to hide it privately, and is willing to take it out to help the sect master recover his majesty as soon as possible!"

When the Netherworld Sect Master heard this, he was already overjoyed, nodded again and again, and looked up and down at the plump delicate body of the woman in front of him with a pair of colored eyes and said, "This is good, this is good! In this way, I can caress my beauty every day, and I don't have to just use my mouth every day!

The woman stretched out a fat onion-like finger, pointed at his forehead, and said with a coquettish smile: "Hehe, you are the worst!

The Nether Sect Master was even more happy, waving his hand at the surroundings, and after a burst of noise, the group of small things disappeared immediately.

Zhang Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief, his body was weak, and he sat on the ground.

"The snow field thundered the dragon, and the waves were wild all the way. The cracked wall swallows the sand and shocks the earth, and the clouds cause the rain to roar in the sky. ”

The rolling Yellow River runs from the northern foot of the Bayankala Mountains on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau to Maqu in the ancient Zonglie Basin, all the way to the Bohai Sea in the shape of "several".

At this time, it is the flood season, and the water of the Yellow River is high, reckless and boundless.

In this turbulent current, a big boat held a white sail, rode the wind and waves, rose and fell, and came straight to the mouth of the Yellow River. On the bow of the ship sat a person, dressed in a purple robe, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a big black face, a short beard twisted in his hands, and his eyes shining, looking into the distance, regardless of the wind and waves, immovable.

There was a person standing beside him, with a blue face and a tie in his hair, at this time, he was turning a pair of triangular eyes, raised his hand and pointed to a piece of water in front of him that suddenly widened, and said: "Lord Jin Wei, this wide place on the left is the mouth of the scoop, because the river channel is concave inward, it is like a water scoop, hence the name." Although it is wide, the sediment is piled up, and during the dry season of the Yellow River, the riverbed is exposed, and crops can be planted on it, and now it is the flood season, and it has become a natural harbor where ships can rest and recuperate, and shelter from the wind and rain. We've come all the way, and now the wind and waves are getting stronger and stronger, and it's not easy to sail, so it's better to go into the bend, stop for a while, and then walk, I don't know what the adults want?"

Shamoke nodded and said, "Okay, although the king is in a hurry, there is no need to rush for a while, just follow the words of the Luo gang leader, enter the mouth of the scoop, take a short rest, and wait for the wind and waves to be less before leaving!"

The big ship stopped at the mouth of the scoop, the wind and waves were much lighter, and everyone ate their own food and hid in the warehouse, and at this time, the sky gradually darkened.

Luo Xingbo inspected all parts of the ship, saw that everything was as usual, and returned to his warehouse. He was sleeping soundly, but was awakened by a dull knocking sound of "thump", and he got up alertly to listen, but the sound disappeared again.

He listened for a long time, but there was still no sound, and then he yawned and went to bed again, ready to sleep again, who knows, he just lay down, and the dull voice started again.

He suddenly fell asleep, got up, and was about to go out of the warehouse to check, only to hear the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor outside, and someone shouted while running: "Oh no! The bottom of the boat is leaking! Everyone get up and run for your life!"

Luo Xingbo hurriedly opened the door and twisted out.

Seeing that the rest of the disciples on the ship, as well as the Dragon Guard Jin Wei Shamo Ke and his two subordinates, they also left the warehouse in an uproar and gathered on the deck.

One of his subordinates saw Luo Xingbo, and hurriedly ran over to report, Luo Xingbo nodded, turned around and ordered a few of his subordinates to immediately enter the bottom of the boat to drain the water, and plug the loophole, and after the order, he hurried over and saw Shamoke and said: "Lord Jin Wei, why did the bottom of the boat suddenly leak, it is very strange, I suspect that someone is sabotaging, I will personally take someone down to check, and I will trouble Lord Jin Wei to guard the boat to prevent someone from sneaking attack!"

Shamoko nodded in agreement.

Luo Xingbo beckoned a few of his subordinates, took off their coats together, exposed their bodies, wore only a pair of shorts, held a blade, and jumped into the water when they reached the side of the boat.

Luo Xingbo dived underwater, like a slippery loach, a few swings, has reached the bottom of the boat, he opened his eyes and looked through the faint light reflected on the big boat, only to see three round little figures, staying at the bottom of the boat, holding hammers and iron chisels in their hands to the bottom of the boat, around the sawdust fluttering.