The sun was rising, and the disciples of Yinchuan Du started a new day, and Lux Jin Ming pulled a huge two-wheeled cart with six large wooden barrels filled with Liquan water. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is his current job, delivering water to the Kendo Academy, and sending six buckets every morning, which is used by the Kendo Academy to wash and quench swords.

Jin Ming lowered his head, pulled the cart, took a steady step, and was even a little cautious, for fear of a little shaking, poured the spring water, the wheels rolled, and about half an hour to the kendo institute, as usual, he poured out the old water in the tank and filled it with new water.

Seeing that the vat was filled, Jin Ming breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly packed up the barrel, and hurried back.

"Stop!"

Hearing this, Jin Ming's heart first trembled, and then sank, he responded, stopped, and bowed down, "I've seen senior brother!"

"Chen Shui has been poured?"

"Yes!"

"Didn't cheat?"

"Don't dare!"

"Get out! it's a little late today, early tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

Jin Ming pulled up the car and didn't take a few steps, he was censored a few times, and whenever he saw his disciples of the Kendo Academy, he would pick his nose and eyes, and at first he had argued, but he was beaten badly, and since then he has been sensible.

Kendo Academy named him to send water, isn't it just to vent his anger, Mr. drove the Nightmare Sail that day, not only broke the sword formation of the Kendo Academy, but also froze the flying swords of thirty-two Taoists, although the flying sword has been retrieved, but the breath in his heart always has to find someone to come out......

Coming out of the kendo academy, Jin Ming added a few new injuries to his body, and from beginning to end, he kept his head down and endured it silently, because he was just a wrestler, a humble and incompetent wrestler.

"Jin Ming, stop!"

Jin Ming raised his head numbly, in just one month, there was nothing else on Jin Ming's face except for new and old injuries, the handsome and shrewd young man from before could no longer be found, and his eyes were numb except for dazedness.

Four young Taoist priests came over with bad intentions and asked a few words, but Jin Ming did not answer, because he knew that they were here to vent their anger, and they were disciples of Baichuan Daoren.

Roy crippled the Baichuan Dao people, and no one knew about the entire Yinchuan Crossing, and he was Roy's friend, and the beatings were light, if it wasn't for the One Sword Sect Ancestor who took care of him, he probably wouldn't have survived now!

All the people who should have come came, the next part of the road, nothing happened, Jin Ming pulled the cart up Liquan Mountain, after packing everything up, he sat down on a piece of bluestone by Liquan, he quietly looked at the clear and cold spring water, his eyes lost focus......

Not far away, a female Taoist priest looked at Jin Ming, whose face was full of injuries and a twilight breath, bit her lip, her face showed a trace of unbearability, she chose him at the beginning, he had determined to be her golden armor wrestler, and she protected the Tao all her life, and the words were still in his ears, but he became a miscellaneous wrestler.

She can't protect him! She's just a Taoist, a nominal Liuchuan Taoist......

The female Taoist priest of Liuchuan said with difficulty: "Jin Ming!"

"Dao Master?" Jin Ming came back to his senses, got up and saluted, with a hint of gleam in his eyes.

The female Taoist priest asked with some sadness, "They beat you again?"

Jin Ming smiled lightly and shook his head.

"Do you really want to know their whereabouts?" the female Taoist priest stared at Jin Ming fixedly, and said with difficulty.

She didn't know if she was doing this right, but seeing Jin Ming's heart-wrenched appearance, she knew that she had to do something not to let him fight with her.

Jin Ming was stunned for a moment, his eyes lit up, and his eyes were full of brilliance, "You...... You mean...... Do you know where Roy and Mr. are going? Tell me, Daoist, please!"

......

The first seat of Liquan Mountain, the Taoist priest of Liuchuan left, leaving behind a heartbroken golden inscription, Roy was unable to return, was beaten into the Demon Cave, and Mr. sank into Yinchuan.

One is better than death, and the other does not know life and death!

"I've got to get Roy out!

After the sadness, Jin Ming's eyes were clear, and he had a goal, although this goal was too far away from him, because he didn't have the qualifications to connect to the Demon Cave.

Jin Ming sat motionless on the bluestone and fell into deep thought......

On the second day, the disciples of the Kendo Academy washed and quenched their swords with the old water of the previous day, and they did not find a trace of abnormality.

On the third day, the old water in the water tank ran out, and they complained in their hearts that the other brothers were wasting too much water, only those Taoist priests who always found fault were a little puzzled, and it seemed that they hadn't seen the unbeaten giant for a few days?

On the fourth day, the Kendo Academy found Liquan Mountain, and everyone found that Jin Ming had disappeared!

After many days of investigation, some disciples had seen Jin Ming wandering by the Dadu River, and after that, no one had seen him again, and finally the Discipline Institute came to a conclusion: Jin Ming committed suicide by throwing himself into the water!

Many young Taoist priests, hearing this news, felt uncomfortable in their hearts and felt uncomfortable on their faces.

The first Liuchuan Taoist priest of Liquan Mountain was very angry about this, and she ordered to cut off the spring water supply of the Kendo Academy, until the first Shichuan Taoist of the Kendo Academy came to apologize, and Liquan Mountain did not agree to supply water, but no longer sent water, and the Kendo Academy came to fetch it itself.

Half a month later, at the mouth of the Dadu River, a pair of big hands grabbed rocks one by one, climbed the riverbank, the giant lay on the riverbank, panting, haggard, full of exhaustion, only a pair of eyes bright amazing.

Jin Ming suddenly laughed, and finally came out, he spent half a month swimming out of Yinchuan along the Dadu River, all the way was hard, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he would die nine times in his life.

If it weren't for the displacement of the river after the catastrophe of the earth, and the failure of many formations in the Dadu River, he would definitely die without a corpse...... Fortunately, it finally came out!

Jin Ming ran all the way to the Yinchuan River, looking at the black and secluded Yinchuan water, his heart was full of hope, the Taoist master said that Mr. sank into the Yinchuan River not far from the Dadu River.

Yin Chuan is an untouchable forbidden area for others, but definitely not for Mr., even Roy can fall into the water without dying.

"Sir, sir......"

The young man began to carry out his plan, he thought about it, on his own, if he wanted to rescue Roy, there was no hope at all, only by finding Mr. could he save Roy, and Roy was now in the devil, I am afraid that only Mr. could save him, and only Mr. would be willing to save him, so he must find Mr.

The young man didn't know that when he shouted the first time, he fell into the eyes of the three forces, and in the eyes of those three, he became the fourth force and the weakest party, and the other three were: Daoren, Demon King, and Ghost King.

They've been here for a long time, and they've been stationed here all along, monitoring this stretch of the river.

The black-robed demon lord looked at the giant's eyes red, he licked his mouth, a little moved, but then looked at the Taoist not far away, there was no movement, the ghost king in the white robe, the green ghost eyes stared directly at the giant......

"Sir, sir......"

The giant boy had no idea that he was in the eyes of the devil, coveted by them, they had been lately, and he was still calling out selflessly......

He didn't know how much of a test this was for the devil, and every time he shouted, it was accompanied by the sound of the two swallowing saliva.

The Yinchuan River still flowed silently, and the boy's call did not arouse a little wave, until sunset, the boy stopped, returned to the Dadu River to catch fish, and after eating, he shouted for a while, and found a shelter to sleep.

There was not much time, the Demon King came, but he didn't succeed, he was blocked back by a Dao sword, and after a while, the Ghost King came, and he was also killed by the Dao people.

The long-bearded Taoist glanced at the giant who got the sweetness, smiled bitterly, shook his head, and sat cross-legged not far away, without leaving.