Chapter Seventy-Two
"The officers and soldiers avoided the Shili Pavilion last night, and they will definitely settle down in the Zhengqi Villa tonight, everyone hurry up and prepare for the battle!"
Stretched out her hand to pull the reins, clamped the horse's belly hard, and raised the horse's front hooves high under the crotch, stirring up countless dust, the woman in charge raised her hand, stared at the Zhengqi Villa tightly, did not look back, and commanded in a low voice: "Be careful, the Villa seems to be different from before." β
In fact, there was no need for her to remind them, the knight had already noticed something strange on this horse, the Zhengqi Villa had been completely new compared to when they left, the house was like, a touch of golden light was swimming, the rubble and broken bricks had disappeared, even the ground was clean and could not see any dead branches and leaves, the plaque in front of the door was hung up again, and the four gilded characters of the Zhengqi Villa were shining, as if the Villa they had seen before was just a dream.
"What about the seniors, is this the handwriting of Zhuge Wolong's predecessors, it's really amazing!"
"Quiet!" Seeing that everyone was talking about each other, Fu Qingfeng snorted, and was about to send one or two people in to investigate, when he saw a person Yingying walking out of the door, gave a salute, and said softly: "My lord has been waiting for you in the villa for a long time, and I am specially ordered to receive you here, and when the official escorts Master Fu here, my lord will also send someone to help." β
"Who are you, how do you know about us?!" With a sonorous sound, Fu Qingfeng had already drawn his sword out of the sheath, aimed at the white-clothed maid in front of him, and asked in a cold voice, she never thought that the origin of her group's travel and hiding had already been seen, if it leaked out, what would she talk about robbing prisoners and saving people, but when the white-clothed maid raised her head, the long sword in her hand couldn't help but loosen, and asked in a voice: "Who are you?!"
Fu Yuechi still remembered the young senior in her heart, and she turned her horse forward, and at this time she couldn't help but let out a sigh, covered her mouth with her hand, looked at this woman, and then turned her head sideways to look at her sister, even in the eyes of her sister who was a fellow mother, except for her clothes and clothes, the woman in white who suddenly appeared was almost exactly the same as her sister, but there was a faint sadness between this woman's eyebrows, but Fu Qingfeng was really heroic.
"It turns out that you are the predecessor of Zhuge Wolong! With your help, we will definitely be able to successfully save my father this time!" With Ning Caichen, who had shaved his beard, personally appeared to testify, the Fu family sisters and their party had no doubt about Chen Fusheng's identity, put away their swords, knelt down on the ground towards Zhuge Wolong, and saluted with their fists in unison, their voices were full of joy.
It's just that these people still can't suppress their curiosity, and they can't help but quietly look at Nie Xiaoqian, who is quietly standing beside Chen Fusheng, and secretly compare her with Fu Qingfeng in their hearts.
"The qualifications of these two women are not bad, and they have practiced martial arts at a young age. Looking at the Fu family sisters, Chen Fusheng nodded secretly, although the martial arts of the two of them have only just opened up a few tricks according to the ninth layer of qi training, which is not enough to put in his eyes, but it is rare to put it in a world with a shallow background like A Chinese Ghost Story, before Fu Tianqiu was arrested, both of them were also considered famous ladies, the eldest lady was born, naturally it is impossible to put her mind and energy on practicing martial arts, it is enough to be proud of such achievements, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius with a hundred qualifications and talents.
Not to mention that they also gathered a group of people, stepped on a good point and ambushed, although their ability to organize and plan was still immature, but it was also remarkable.
And in addition to their qualifications and abilities, the appearance of the two of them is also worthy of the evaluation of luck and luck, which is extremely outstanding, Fu Qingfeng is not enough, and it is almost exactly the same as Nie Xiaoqian, and in terms of appearance alone, Fu Yuechi seems to be better, comparable to a female cultivator like Ao Li, but the temperament is just a little worse.
Chen Fusheng was observing them, and the Fu family sisters, especially Fu Qingfeng, also paid special attention to Chen Fusheng, after all, he was the owner of the woman who was exactly the same as himself, and although he respected Zhuge Wolong very much, Fu Qingfeng could see that this team of people and even Zhuge Wolong were headed by Chen Fusheng.
This is too much imagination for Fu Qingfeng, after all, although Zhuge Wolong's career is not smooth, but the name of Tongtian Bo is like thunder, and his knowledge is also real, it is said that if he is willing to restrain his attitude a little, he will definitely be able to rise above the clouds, why is he now following such a young man of unknown origin.
Thinking of this, Fu Qingfeng couldn't help but think of his father, in some ways, the two can be said to have something in common, but compared to Zhuge Wolong, who was swimming in the sea and getting out of the cage, Fu Tianqiu's situation is really not good, whether he can save it, this time it is not small, how to do it next time, if he succeeds, where to go after being rescued, these are all problems that Fu Qingfeng needs to think about.
Although this world is in turmoil, the majesty of the imperial court is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, if the emperor orders a search of the world, Fu Qingfeng is really not very sure whether his party can escape the pursuit.
"It's time. Sensing the fluctuations of the divine thoughts coming from Fu Qingfeng and the others, and grasping their emotional changes, Chen Fusheng's heart moved, and a mana was silently emitted, for a moment, and then he suddenly got up and looked out.
Except for Ao Li, everyone was puzzled, not knowing why Chen Fusheng had such an abnormal behavior, but soon, they had already understood.
"Help!"
As soon as Chen Fusheng stood up, a terrible shout came from outside, and a figure stumbled, breaking open the doors and windows that Chen Fusheng had only repaired for a long time, covering his chest and standing firm in front of Chen Fusheng and others, but it was one of the whistles arranged by Fu Qingfeng to observe the wind outside, but this man who had always been fierce and sensitive had already been so frightened that he couldn't say a complete sentence at this time, "Outside, outside, there is ......."
"What's out there?"
Fu Qingfeng drew his sword out of its sheath, faced the door, and turned his head angrily and asked urgently.
"There's a youkai!"
There was no need for him to answer, there were already people next to him trembling, shouting with trembling teeth, a thunderous sound from far and near, silent, the doors and windows that had been destroyed once were completely smashed by two palms the size of a fan, and there was suddenly a behemoth monster with a body length of three feet, gray and black, exuding a fishy smell, just standing there, the huge size gave people an inexplicable major pressure.
"It's not dark yet, why has this monster already run out?!" Ning Caichen was also trembling with fright, and then, as if he had thought of something, he grabbed the brush from his bag and asked in a loud voice: "Who has cinnabar, I will draw a talisman, and it will not be too late for everyone to do it after this monster is fixed." β
But this is destined to be just a futile effort, like Zhuge Wolong, who reads books to the bones, is full of literary energy, bypasses fetal movements, and directly senses the world in the two levels of the body, and the characters who write and write with the support of divine will may be able to do this without practicing, but Ning Caichen is definitely not included.
"Now it's time for Daoyou to make a move, right?" Seeing that a few of Fu Qingfeng's subordinates barely puffed up and bravely waved their swords forward, they were slapped back before they could touch the body of this giant corpse, the blade was broken, and the sound of fractures sounded one after another, Ao Li Shennian said.
With her knowledge, it can be seen that this giant corpse does not have any rules, and acts entirely on instinct, but it is only generated by accident through the special circumstances of this place, and it belongs to the lowest level of existence in the way of ghouls, if it is a corpse refined by a monk, the strength is not mentioned for the time being, but even if it is also tempered by exhaling yin qi and earth qi, it is natural to hate the masculinity of the sun, but it will not be afraid, but this thing is not good, as Ning Caichen said, it will only haunt at night, and now it is still daylight, but he dares to attack and kill everyone, and he is not affected by the sun, obviously Chen Fusheng did his tricksγ
"It's a good time!" Chen Fusheng snorted, his voice was not loud, but everyone felt as if they had hit a thunderbolt in their ears, and then they saw Chen Fusheng's fingers flick continuously, and a trickle naturally trickled into the bodies of those injured people in the air, swimming in their bodies, washing the bone marrow and lungs, listening to the breathing of a few people gradually steady, Chen Fusheng withdrew his mana, looked up at the giant corpse, and smiled coldly, "Filthy things, dare to be so rampant!"
A little spark emerged from Chen Fusheng's fingertips, and saw that the wind rose into a cluster of flames, although it was only the size of a finger's belly, but there was a mood of burning everything and suppressing everything, and the heat wave was rolling, and everyone only felt that they were in the oven, although it was only an instant, they were already sweating profusely and their mouths were dry.
"Go!"
Chen Fusheng flicked his fingers, and the flames moved, already across the space, and pounced on the giant corpse, as if encountering hot oil, the flames that were originally just a small cluster suddenly burst into flames, reflecting the entire sky red, lasting for a long time, like a fire cloud, the giant corpse did not resist at all, and turned into ashes, and disappeared.
"What kind of spell is this, how can it be so powerful than that Kunlun Warlock!" Fu Yuechi pursed his lips, pulled Fu Qingfeng's sleeve, and whispered.
The Sun True Fire is extremely domineering even among the seven outer true fires, and it is even more specialized in these shady things, and it is too overkill to use it on this small Yin corpse.
However, this effect is also excellent, seeing that Chen Fusheng will wipe out this sword and infinitely powerful monster from the world as soon as he makes a move, the trialist and the bandits of Hengya Mountain are slightly better, and Fu Qingfeng's side is completely speechless.
"That's fine, but luckily this person is on our side this time. Fu Qingfeng let out a long breath, suppressed the horror in his heart, and arched his hand to look at Zhuge Wolong, "Zhuge senior, how we should arrange it in the Zhengqi Villa, I would like you to point out." β
Zhuge Wolong not only has the name of Tongtian erudition, but also knows a lot about the art of war, and only in his hands can he fully exert the power of these people.
"Why should it be. Zhuge Wolong waved his hand, touched his beard under his chin, pointed at Chen Fusheng with his finger, and said with a smile: "Miss Fu is really a fan of the authorities, with Mr. Chen here, where can she use so much effort, is there still someone among the officials who escorted Lingtang who is worthy of Mr. Chen's magical powers, and can just push it over in a dignified manner." β
"Lord Qianhu, why did you stop, could it be that there are thieves watching?"
Hearing the question of his subordinates, the man in brocade shook his internal strength, his horsewhip was as straight as a stick, and he pointed upward, "It's not early morning, it's not dusk and sunset, why is there a burning cloud, it's a little weird!"
"Didn't the mage say that there were monsters making trouble nearby the day before yesterday, could it be that they should be here?" said his subordinates, thinking about their boss's intentions.
"Probably not. The brocade-clothed man closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then shook his head, "The warlock made it clear that this monster will not appear until after dark, and I think this burning cloud is upright and mighty, and it should have nothing to do with such a yin and evil thing." Besides, there are so many of us, and we are all equipped with swords and armor, as long as we are careful, even if we encounter the legendary monsters, we are not without the power to fight. β
"Huh, what's going on?!"
On top of an eight-lift sedan chair inlaid with gold inlaid with jade, surrounded by gold lacquer yarn, and hung with hundreds of crisp jade bells, a monk wearing a high crown and a white robe lifted the silk veil curtain, and also looked up at the fiery clouds that burned the sky red, put down the rosary with one hand, pinched his fingers and calculated, and his face showed a puzzled look. Strange, who is casting spells here, can actually make me faintly give birth to a sense of vigilance and jealousy, the whole world, such people are at most a palm, they know the general trend of heaven and earth, each treacherous and slippery like a ghost, sealed the mountain gate early, escaped from the world, should not be the first to emerge, is there any earth-shattering rising star?"
Although that brocade-clothed Qianhu was the same as the Xiahou swordsman that Chen Fusheng had encountered, he had almost cultivated to the extreme of martial arts in this realm, but after all, he was not a cultivator, and what he saw was far less than that of this monk.
Quickly recalled in his mind that the world's well-known masters and young handsome people, even Yan Chixia had appeared, the monk put away his gestures, played with the rosary in his hand again, and his face sank like water, "I heard that Shu Mu and Black Mountain suddenly disappeared a few years ago, and outsiders said that it was Yan Chixia's hand." Although these two guys are stupid and stupid, they are out-and-out waste, but the Dryad has been operating in Lanruo Temple for hundreds of years, and they are almost immortal in it, and it is easy to defeat, but it is much more difficult to kill them completely. Black Mountain is limited to the main body and cannot be easily moved, but the Dharma Body is strong and difficult, and it occupies a small piece of the Underworld Ghost Dragon, Yan Chixia's cultivation is not low, but there should be no such ability, otherwise he would not have lived in Lanruo Temple for so long without doing anything, why is it that the big thing is coming, but so many powerful people suddenly appeared, could it be that the fate of the Great Yan Kingdom should not be extinguished, and the dragon vein has a spirit, so a hero was born?!"
"No need to worry. The monk shook his head and gave himself peace of mind, "I have stolen six or seven out of ten of the Great Yan National Fortune, the general trend is mine, as long as I devour this Fu Tianqiu again and spend the day of the Heavenly Dog Eating Moon, I can change the day, and no one in the whole world can compete with me." β