Volume 1 Oriental Names Chapter 39 Young Whitehead

With the continuous injection of vitality, the injuries of Wang Teng and others have recovered as before.

"Ding, the surviving guards have completed their treatment, please stop the operation of the predatory array. ”

The sound of the system prompt sounded, and Murong Ye raised his right hand on the Plundering Array with difficulty.

Click......

As soon as Murong Ye's right hand was raised, the array disc shattered into powder and was blown away by the wind.

"Ding, the traverser's reduced vitality is equivalent to 30 years of life, and the traverser's body is aging rapidly. ”

Although Murong Ye only transmitted his vitality into the body of the Qin Wei for a few seconds, he suddenly reduced his lifespan by thirty years.

Murong Ye called up the character interface and looked at his synchronous virtual projection.

The hair quickly turned from black to gray and finally to snow-white, the smooth skin was visibly wrinkled, the straight waist was visibly bent, and the white teeth were yellow and loose......

Murong Ye silently closed the character interface and began to operate the Eight or Nine Xuangong to restore his true qi. His injuries had all recovered under the vitality of the masked man in black, but his almost depleted true qi needed to recover slowly little by little.

The drizzle of Ganlindan has stopped, the dark clouds have dispersed, and the fog is rapidly disappearing.

A gentle breeze blew, and the corpses of hundreds of masked men in black turned to powder and scattered with the wind, leaving only clothes and weapons all over the ground.

Through the brightness of the moon, Wang Teng and more than 30 others, who had recovered as before, finally saw the appearance of Murong Ye not far away.

"Master, you ......"

Wang Teng looked at Murong Ye, who suddenly became a little old man, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while.

Murong Ye still closed his eyes to recover his true qi, and said lightly: "It's okay. Everyone, hurry up and recover your true qi, and then we will leave this place to find Liu Lao. ”

Wang Teng glanced at the other guards, suppressed the shock in his heart, nodded silently to the other guards, and then began to exercise to recover his true qi.

The other guards all glanced at Murong Ye deeply, and the same luck began to recover their true qi.

After Murong Ye recovered his true qi, he stopped the Eight or Nine Xuangong, he took out the storage bag, and with a wave of his hand, put the corpses of more than sixty relatives into the storage bag, and also put all the clothes and weapons of the masked black-clothed man into the storage bag.

Murong Ye wanted to bury the bodies of the guards in the Murong family cemetery with his own hands, and then burn the clothes of these masked black-clothed men in front of the tomb for the practice of the deceased guards.

After Murong Ye cleaned up the battlefield, Wang Teng and the others also stopped their exercises one after another, and they gathered together to look at Murong Ye quietly, their eyes were very complicated.

Murong Ye glanced at the remaining guards, his eyes full of sadness.

Of the one hundred and two personal guards, only thirty-six remained, and sixty-five were killed in the battle.

This battle was so tragic.

If it weren't for the treatment of the Plundering Array and Gan Lindan, only a dozen people in the guards might have survived, and they would all have extremely serious sequelae such as missing arms and legs.

If it weren't for the Eight or Nine Xuangong, Murong Ye would have been arrested by Xu Yuntong and the others.

If it weren't for King Kong's indestructible body and the golden light of the ground, Murong Ye might have died under the sword of the rickety man in black, and it would be absolutely impossible for him to kill the remaining masked man in black......

War is always cruel!

This is also the reason why Murong Ye does not like the Pingxi Legion to use swords in vain for the expansion of the Eastern Empire.

Murong Ye retrieved the three-pointed two-edged spear that was still clinging to Xu Yuntong's blood and put it behind his back, and then took the lead in the direction where Liu Lao and Ye Zhong left.

Wang Teng and the others simply packed up their belongings and led the horse to follow closely behind Murong Ye. Xiaoya and Xiaoyue, who were still unconscious, were carried on horses.

Half an hour later, with the help of the auxiliary system, Murong Ye led everyone to find Liu Lao next to a tree.

The long-handled broadsword that was broken into three pieces was scattered around, and Liu Lao had dozens of knife wounds all over his body, his eyes were round, but his chest had no ups and downs.

Murong Ye closed his eyes and opened them, and then scanned them with the auxiliary system, and found that Liu Lao had been dead for almost an hour, and there was no possibility of rescue at all.

Murong Ye was silent and put Liu Lao's body into the storage bag, and then handed the storage bag to Wang Teng.

Wang Teng took the storage bag and was stunned for a moment, and then followed Murong Ye's example to inject his true qi into the storage bag, and found the bag-shaped storage space that appeared in his mind. He opened his eyes and looked at Murong Ye in disbelief.

Murong Ye didn't have a chance to be surprised by Wang Teng, but said in a cold voice: "This is the case, we will go back to Qingyang City and bury them in the Murong family cemetery." ”

Wang Teng nodded heavily, and said in a deep voice: "Hmm!"

Murong Ye took out a large piece of clothing from the storage space and put it on the outside, and said, "I always thought that I should keep a low profile in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, but I was wrong. Even if you keep a low profile, the trouble that should be found will still come on time. Only by showing absolute strength and domineering can the enemy be discouraged. ”

Murong Ye was talking as he ran the scaling power. His bones rattled as his body grew at a rate visible to the naked eye, and soon grew more than a head taller. The clothes he was wearing were directly stretched open by him, and the strips of cloth fell out of the sleeves and trouser legs.

Murong Ye then lifted the shielding force field set by the auxiliary system, revealing his true Grandmaster's early cultivation. After that, he used the pseudo-breath technique and disguised the breath as the late stage of the grandmaster.

After Murong Ye's aura turned into a late stage of the Grandmaster, he took out the Moon Shadow Sword and raised it high, and said in a deep voice: "I want to let the people who participated today be buried with all those who died in battle, I want to make the enemy frightened when they hear our name, and I want our name to resound throughout the Dongzhou Continent." ”

Wang Teng and the others were furious, knelt down on one knee to Murong Ye, and shouted in unison: "I will follow the young master to the death, and I am willing to sweep away all enemies for the young master!"

"Ding, get the diehards of 36 personal guards, and open the subordinate system. Earn 200 achievement points, currently 2480 achievement points. ”

"Ding, 36 guards have been entered into the roster of the subordinate system. Within 500 meters, the traverser can get a 0.1% combat power bonus from each minion, and a 1% combat power bonus from a minion. ”

Murong Ye didn't check the details of the subordinate system, but swept his gaze over Wang Teng and the others one by one, and then said: "White Tiger Divine Beast, in charge of killing, God of War also! From today onwards, the names of the other three divine beasts will be cancelled, and the pro-guard team as a whole will be renamed the White Tiger Guard. One day, I will let you wait for the fierce reputation of the White Tiger Guard to resound all over the world. ”

"Kill, kill, kill......"

Wang Teng led everyone to shout "kill" three times in a row, the sound was louder than the other, and the trees on the side of the third shock trembled.

Murong Ye bowed his hand slightly to Wang Teng and the other thirty-six White Tiger Guards, and said softly: "I will never forget what you have done for me Murong Ye." ”

Wang Teng and the other white tiger guards also bowed back to Murong Ye, although they didn't say anything, but their firm eyes represented everything.

Murong Ye continued: "Xu Yuntong and those people don't know if they will continue to hunt and kill, and it is not appropriate for us to return to Si Jian Peak or the Eastern Empire now." The more unexpected the enemy, the safer it is, so we immediately disguised ourselves and continued to make a detour to the Xue Kingdom. ”

"Yes. ”

Wang Teng answered, took out the black clothes left by the masked man in black from the storage bag, and distributed them to everyone.

Wang Teng and the others didn't really want to wear the enemy's clothes, but their clothes were tattered and bloody, and it was too conspicuous not to change them.

After changing their clothes, Wang Teng and the others also used the scaling skills and pseudo-breath tricks, and made different degrees of camouflage for their body shape and breath.

Everything was ready, and Murong Ye and his group of thirty-nine people immediately changed their route to Xue Kingdom. The direction they were heading in happened to pass by where Han Yuli was.

Although, Murong Ye didn't want to join Han Yuli and act together, so as not to be discovered by Xu Yuntong and his group. However, Han Yuli secretly followed him in order to protect him, so he naturally couldn't ignore Han Yuli.

Of course, Murong Ye also knew that Han Yuli was the first disciple of Si Yijian, and the possibility of something happening was not high. Still, he wanted to check for himself.

......

In the valley not far from Murong Ye and the others, Han Yuli sat on the ground with his back against a huge rock, gasping for breath. Her left leg and right arm were unnaturally bent, apparently fractured.

The masked black-clothed man in the middle stage of the Great Grandmaster stood not far from Han Yuli and said to Han Yuli lightly: "Sword Saint Disciple, that's it!"

"Hmph, you're not qualified to judge our Jianfeng's lineage!"

A cold male voice came from not far away, followed by a huge sword aura.

The masked man in black was startled, and threw dozens of punches at the extremely fast sword qi. With each punch he thrown, a transparent fist shadow flew out of his fist. Dozens of fist shadows gathered together to form a huge fist shadow.

The huge fist shadow and the sword qi collided violently, and a strong explosion occurred.

The masked man in black was knocked back more than ten meters away by the shock wave generated by the explosion, and the masked towel was instantly wet with blood from the corner of his mouth.

A chubby middle-aged man and a young man in his early twenties walked briskly from the direction from which the sword qi came from.

When the masked man in black saw the chubby middle-aged man, his pupils shrank, and he said word by word: "Ou Yangmingli, it's you!"

This chubby middle-aged man was Si Yijian's second disciple, and he was accompanied by Si Yijian's registered disciple Bai Jianli.

Ou Yangmingli first looked at Han Yuli who was sitting on the ground with concern, and was relieved only after finding that Han Yuli had exhausted his true qi and had a few fractures. Immediately, his face instantly turned cold and he looked at the masked man in black.

"The people who dare to touch our Si Jianfeng, do you want to die?"

Ou Yangmingli still had a signature smile on his face when he spoke, but his eyes revealed a rich and extremely cold killing intent.

The masked man in black looked at Ou Yangmingli with a solemn face, and said lightly: "I have no intention of being an enemy with Si Jianfeng, and I haven't made a killing move to stop Senior Sister Gui today." Since Your Excellency has arrived, you will naturally retreat below. ”

The masked man in black turned around and left without any delay.

Ou Yangmingli quietly watched the masked man in black leave, and did not make a move.

After the figure of the masked man in black disappeared, Ou Yangmingli hurriedly came to Han Yuli's side. He fed Han Yuli a few healing pills, and carefully and gently treated Han Yuliang's wounds.

Han Yuli looked at Ouyang Mingli's chubby smiling face and sighed secretly, opened his mouth several times before finally saying, "Why are you here?"