The boy used all his strength to reach the top, lying flat on the top of the mountain, I don't know how long it took to open his eyes a little, only to feel the pain of pinprick in his head and the roaring beep, just when it was unbearable, he suddenly saw a thing in front of him that was not in the middle of winter, this thing was still squeaking and bubbling strange foam, where did he still care about the dizziness, his back was violently forced, and his whole body bounced.

The eyes are fully open.

Seeing the old man Zhang's smiling and unserious face, out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed that what was thought to be squeaking and foaming was falling, and there was nothing else for the fierce and vicious things, but it was the old man Zhang who didn't know where to call a pheasant, the roasted oil was shiny, and the color was very pleasing.

It's okay not to see it, but when I saw that the boy felt that his stomach was empty, he didn't wait for his body to stand up straight, and then leaned back, and grabbed the chicken leg that the bad old man deliberately threw with his hand.

Pushing stones up the mountain, the young man's physical exertion is huge, his stomach is already hungry and uncomfortable, he doesn't care about how much salt the pheasant puts in, and he doesn't care whether the skin is roasted into black charcoal, and he can't wait to eat the bones together.

How can a chicken leg be enough for the young man to eat, it will take a moment to eat, very unceremoniously reached out to the old man Zhang to ask, this time the old man is enlightened, neither sarcastic, nor hidden, the pheasant that has been prepared has been thrown to the young man, after doing this, he looked at the sky pitifully: "It's almost, it's all given to him, two pheasants also need a silver or two to find a restaurant casually." ”

The blue and white sky clouds and flowers slowly drifted by.

The old man held the huge amount of silver in his pocket, and instantly felt a lot of peace of mind, and Miss Su would not beat him if he wanted to go back and forth.

The mountains are lush and green, and the cries of unknown animals can be heard from time to time in the cols, and it is not the strength and courage of the hunters who dare not step into such deep mountains.

Especially after the chaos of the five emperors of the demon clan, a large number of demon bloodlines were left in the mountains and jungles, and there were many tigers and leopards in the green mountains, and evil fish often swam in deep water.

The whole roast chicken with a chicken leg in the belly, the young man regained some strength, stood up and looked into the distance along the old man's line of sight, glanced at his mouth with a red face, and muttered: "The dog can't change to eat, and Lao Zhang can't change to look at the woman." ”

The distant mountains can vaguely see the outline of a magnificent palace building, during which the host seems to be entertaining the guests, and the banquet arranges singing and dancing to help the fun, and the woman who looks lovely and wears is dancing, and the guests drink and laugh and talk very boldly, whether it is food, wine, and beauty.

When today's son implements frugality, the court banquet does not have singing and dancing, the clothes do not show silk splendor, the car driving from the first emperor of more than 100 people cut to only three or five people to accompany the line, the whole country is thrifty, Fengtian is the foot of the Son of Heaven, there are emperors who look at the ministers and do not dare to enjoy it blatantly, people who are good at flattery have started their minds, arrange the singing and dancing venues in this long green mountain, and send elite guards to guard, if there are hunters who rush in, they are often killed on the spot, and then pretend to be attacked by wild beasts, and over time, there are fewer people in these mountains。

It's a wonderful place to sit back and relax.

Old man Zhang can smooth the boulder with one hand, the seemingly cloudy eyes are naturally very bright, the young man can see clearly when he looks at the blurred place, the light gauze girl dances lightly and is very good-looking, almost flowing Hadazi.

Such an opportunity would not exist in Mukden City, where the tigress was lying on her stomach.

The young man grinned, deliberately made a mistake, raised his foot and kicked at the old man's ass, all the way up the mountain was not less ridiculed by the old guy, this evil breath naturally came out, and he was not worried that the old man would roll down from the top of the mountain and fall to his death, since it was the sacred height in Jing Chen's mouth, what is it, he was proud, the original wooden stake was on the ground and he looked like he was full of thoughts that the girl was stepping bigger, it was best to kick the old man who exposed his hips, and twisted his waist, and the young man kicked it out.

The little old man smiled evilly.

The boy's heart was beating wildly.

Sure enough, when the old man took advantage of the young man's unsteady steps, hooked the other foot, and gently took a belt, the young man who was already stumbling immediately ate and wanted to fall to the ground, the top of the mountain is made of boulders, the place is not big, there are only some dry vines and trees around, this fall does not matter, it seems that there is a meaning of rolling down the mountain.

It was originally a person who controlled people, but it was indeed an anti-system.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the boy is to blame, but fortunately, the boy did not lose his square inch, when he was about to land, the head of the body took the initiative to bend on the ground and roll, adjusted his posture to face the old man, and picked up a long vine when he rolled on the ground, shaking his hand to use the 'one line' technique in the six styles of Qingshan, the long vine was like a gray snake wrapped around the old man's ankle, the boy grinned, from the kick that began, the boy thought of a way out, otherwise how dare this tiger butt touch it.

The little old man grinned, revealing his yellow teeth.

The last time he laughed, the boy almost fell and ate, but this time the laughing boy involuntarily chuckled in his heart.

Sure enough, the little old man lifted the stone ball that Jing Ming had finally pushed up the mountain in front of him like a mud pill, and the old man stretched out from behind the stone with his messy head and said, "..... again See, "Finger a little, and the stone will roll to the bottom of the mountain."

The stone goes down the mountain like a wolf looking for his mother, where can he stop it?

"Mom..... The young man screamed, and hurriedly threw down the vines, but he didn't have time to turn around, so he could only retreat and quickly hit the ground on his toes, and ran down the mountain.

The speed of the stone descending from the mountain is getting faster and faster, and the blink of an eye is only a meter away from the boy, and the shadow pulled by the sun on the stone can already cover the boy's face.

The boy is as gloomy as he is.

Ginger is old and spicy in the end, and he has been clever but has been played smartly several times.

The young man who was retreating, his body was lowered, and he swept his legs with a sword technique 'sand up', and the huge stone left the ground with a bang and flew up in the air, the boy seized the opportunity to stand firm, stepped on the ground, and his body flew up with the stone for a time to remain flush in the air, and kept punching the stone, smashing the stone to a short head.

The more the fist falls, the happier it is in my heart.

The sword and jade hall acupoint by the well was inexplicably broken, and the proud boy of the sky fell directly from heaven to hell, although there was no obvious loss on his face, his heart had actually been in a haze, and with the breath of this fist to vent, although the pride at the moment could not be compared to the top moment, the self-confidence would not be too bad.

With a bang, the stone ball was smashed to the ground, and the boy fell to the stone.

Jing Ming's body is slender, and his face is more handsome than that of a woman, but there is little softness, to the point that he is heroic, and if he uses fish in water, he can obviously rely on the background and rely on his face to eat, but he has to rely on his strength, which is really unreasonable, standing on the stone ball and floating like a dusty immortal.

There was a bang at the top of the mountain, and the boy almost dropped his jaw.

The thin old man probably felt that he had been robbed of the limelight by the young man, and his five claws were caught into the ground, and the hard boulder was more unbearable than tofu, and he was pushed out of two pieces as big as his height, and he didn't see any movement, and in a moment of effort, he made a smooth and abnormal stone ball, and he stepped on it and rumbled down the mountain, and when he passed by the young man, he didn't look at it, leaving only a haughty, cold, and proud back.

Jing Ming gritted his teeth, he had to admire Jiang for being old and spicy, this hand pretending to be forced was really impeccable, and he could only step on the boulder and follow the old man's back down the mountain.

The green mountains are majestic, and the river often runs between the two mountain protrusions, and the water flow increases greatly after the rainy season, and the huge waterfall hangs between the mountains like a white line, and the water potential difference is very large, and the waterfall makes a roaring sound when it lands.

The old man steered the boulder into the river until the front of the waterfall came to a steady stop.

"It's so windy and hot all the way to stepping on the boulder," Jing Ming shouted that the stone he controlled rolled past the old man and rushed directly down the waterfall, so fast had no other meaning, because the stone ball went down the mountain too fast, and he didn't have the ability of the old man to be as solid as a rock, so he couldn't stop the car, so he could only roar and save face.

The perennial waterfall has formed a deep pool at the bottom, and the boy is not afraid of falling to his death.

After rushing out of the waterfall, the young man adjusted his body in the flying style of the six styles of the green mountain, and on the way he also glanced at the old man who came out of the dust in front of the waterfall, of course he would not let go of such a good opportunity to pretend to be forced, his eyebrows were lowered like a king overlooking all living beings, and his mouth was closed and his voice ignored the sound of the water that thundered into the sky, and it came directly into the ears of the young man: "The waterfall will exercise your muscles and bones, there are some small fish in the pool, you can play with them when you can't bear it...."

That is, the young man who refines the body is naturally fearless.

After condensing the martial intent the size of a grain of rice in his body, Jing Ming's understanding of martial arts increased greatly, and the Qingshan Six Style, which had already thought that it was mellow, felt more and more like a skin at the moment, and he didn't need too much comprehension to use it when he used it, and the flying style could slow down the momentum of his body falling, and the young man took this opportunity to observe the waterhole.

The waterfall washes the pool, and the surface of the water is foaming white, and the three sides are soaked in the pool water to the blackened slippery rock wall, so that there is nothing unusual to see.

When the soles of the young man's feet were still two meters away from the waterhole, a black thing suddenly burst out and bit the soles of his feet, and when he raised his foot to kick it away, he also saw clearly what it was, and looked up at the top of the waterfall, looking innocent and helpless, which is a small fish, it is clearly a xenomorph piranha with sharp teeth and sharp mouths.