Looking at the silver needles stuck in the trees around him, Qin Huai also secretly gasped, this was the first time he experienced the power of the mechanism for the rest of his life, and he couldn't help but feel palpitations.

But no matter how he said it, he was also the number one in the Flying Star Pavilion, and when he thought that the two unknown people he met by chance could get away from his hands, Qin Huai's heart was naturally not so happy.

Since his debut, "Ghost Hands Without a Shadow" can be said to have been able to complete every single task cleanly and neatly, and no one has been spared, causing his identity as another "gold medal killer" to spread on the rivers and lakes.

is such a ruthless character, but today he "capsized" in this barren mountain and wilderness!

"Hmph, I remember this account, sooner or later, let the two of you exchange it with interest!"

Qin Huai thought in his heart, jumped under his feet, unfolded his kung fu of "stepping on the snow without a trace", and rushed to the Flying Star Pavilion to report the news along the other road.

Lu Qian, who was in a hurry on the road, was worried about something in his heart, and unconsciously his steps were naturally much faster, so that he had only been separated from Xin Shude for a short time, and he had already traveled a few miles away.

The scenery in front of me has also changed, from the previous mountains and forests to strange rocks. Just when Lu Qian began to observe the movements around him for safety reasons, not far away, there seemed to be a faint figure standing.

Lu Qian thought about it carefully, he had heard Xin Shude say before that this place was close to the realm of the Flying Star Pavilion, and any stranger who appeared on the road should not be taken off guard. Immediately grasped the dragon pattern rolling stick, raised twelve points of vigilance, and walked towards the position of the figure.

I saw that the man was about thirty years old, leaning on a big rock behind him, his arms crossed in front of his chest, and his legs shaking very regularly with the melody that came out of his mouth, and he looked lazy and tired.

However, the more this is the case, the more Lu Qian feels that he is not simple. On the boulder behind him, there was a golden spear with a head about seven inches long and a gourd on it.

The tip of the gun is thicker than that of an ordinary gun, and when it encounters sunlight, the reflection is dazzling, like a fairy treasure.

The whole body of the gun is matched with a small amount of gold, plus a delicate tiger-shaped carving, which gives people a very gorgeous feeling, and is not inferior to their own dragon pattern rolling rod in terms of momentum.

Before Lu Qian could get closer, he heard the man speak first: "Your Excellency is going to the Flying Star Pavilion?"

When he said this, his whole body still maintained a posture of leaning against the stone without moving, and he did not glance at Lu Qian head-on, seeing that this posture seemed to be closing his eyes and recuperating.

"Yes, but I don't know why this friend is here?"

Back and forth, there is a degree of relaxation. Although Lu Qian didn't think that the person who could appear here would be a decent person, he still politely asked about his name and surname in accordance with the rules of the rivers and lakes.

"Haha, yes, it's not in vain that I've been waiting here for a long time. When I finish drinking this pot of wine, ask a friend to leave what you should keep. ”

As he spoke, the man jumped up and jumped onto the boulder behind him, grabbed the gourd he was holding at the head of the gun, pulled out the stopper in a dashing manner, and drank it freely.

The aroma of wine overflowing from his lips and teeth almost instantly covered up all the smells around him, as if at this moment, there was only one kind of wine in heaven and earth that could enter people's noses, and it was infinitely wonderful.

Lu Qian was a little resistant to the smell of wine at first, but over time, it was as if someone had cast a spell, and he was immersed in the aroma of Langqing's wine, his body was weak, and he almost fell to the ground drunk.

"Hahaha, I said what a great character, but I never expected that in the end, what I was waiting for was a hairy boy who didn't drink so much, it's really a bad scenery. ”

Hearing him underestimate himself so much, Lu Qian wanted to stabilize his body but found that no matter how he lifted his breath and wanted to dispel the drunkenness in his body, it was useless, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart: "Didn't you accidentally fall into this person's poison?"

"Don't be in vain, you should be my gun's ghost. In this huge river and lake, you said that you are not good at causing anyone, and you have to find trouble with the Flying Star Pavilion alone, you are really asking for your own death!"

Of course, Lang Qing knew what he had done, and when he saw Lu Qianzheng's puzzled face, he wanted to persuade him a few words, but just halfway through his words, a wine burp suddenly came up, causing him to say the second half of the sentence vaguely and inaudibly.

If he falls down like this, not only will Liu Erji not be able to save him, but even the master's last wish before his death will not be realized, wouldn't it be a great unfilial piety to his old man? No, I can't give up!

A belief that suddenly spread in my heart supported that landing and relocation could not be slaughtered by others. Although he was inexplicably poisoned by an unknown poison, it was also an endless road, and at this time he recalled that the medical book that Wu Laowei had given him before recorded a method of acupuncture, which could cure all kinds of poisons.

But even if there is a way, there is no silver needle that can be borrowed? What should this be? When he was worried, Lang Qing threw the gourd from the boulder and jumped down.

Holding the golden gun in one hand, he put the blade on Lu Qian's neck, and said slowly: "How is it? Does the taste of this nine-grade ecstasy ointment still work? You people, the sour wine you drink on weekdays is like horse urine, where is the enjoyment of my medicinal wine?" ha......

After a burst of wild laughter, Lang Qing straightened up, changed his previous expression, and said with a cold smile: "Little brother, you and I have no grudges in the past, and no enmity in the near future." It's just because of the order of my pavilion master, I can't pay if I don't take your head, and now it seems that I have to offend!"

Before the words fell, Lu Qian's neck only felt a chill attacking, followed by the whole body trembling, and the fierce heart pulse accelerated, making his chest and limbs as uncomfortable as fire, and a powerful force ready to attack instantly gathered throughout his body.

"Ah......h

After an angry shout, an invisible wave of qi suddenly set off, shaking Lang Qing's golden gun out of Lu Qian's neck. Lang Qing, who was stunned by this sudden energy, immediately changed color on his face.

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

Before he could finish his stumbling words, Lu Qian's body walked through and staggered like a ghost, turning into several phantoms, hovering around Langqing.

"Breaking the Sky - Golden Gun Cracking!"

Lang Qing, who was suddenly in a desperate situation, was also one of the masters of the Flying Star Pavilion, although he was a little flustered, but he was not afraid of nothing, and hurriedly unleashed his own stunt, wanting to defeat the enemy with one move.

The golden spear suddenly trembled a few times in his hand, followed by the many phantoms aimed at Lu Qian, and with a battle of wrists, it turned into countless spear heads and stabbed out!