Zhang Liao hit him, the glass was fine, and he turned back to the ground horizontally. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This degree of solidity is no less than that of a steel plate! It just so happened that this turn back could avoid the green phosphorus fire that was chasing after him, and the fan bone burned out the cinnabar rune in the air, brushed against Zhang Liao's forehead, and hit the glass directly, and the rune completely burst out.

This rune is similar to the one that Luo Baiyan took down Du Yuan with one move, it is a freezing technique. It's just that the grade is higher, and the release effect is more significant! Seeing that the bulletproof glass, as if it had suffered from 10,000 years of frost, it was frozen in an instant, and it was covered with incredible odd-shaped window flowers, and because the temperature inside and outside changed too quickly, there was a crisp sound, resulting in countless small cracks.

Jing Qianchuan used ice, the purpose was to keep people, and he didn't think about doing the other party a favor. Zhang Liao bounced up from the ground again, bravely rushed straight to the window, and fell into the abyss outside the window with a whole piece of crisp and deformed glass that did not split.

Wow, it's an abyss! This was too unexpected for Zhang Liao. I didn't expect this. Just in the hall, when I peeked out, I was obviously only in the green forest valley, but I didn't expect to fall out of the window, only to find that the beautiful scenery was on the other side of the narrow abyss, and the wall on my side was built perpendicular to the cliff, and there was not even a window sill.

During the incomparably long fall, Zhang Liao had a lot of thoughts. Perhaps, I should have gotten engaged to Congxin sooner? No, if the ending is like this, it would be better not to be engaged. There is one less man in the world. Perhaps, I should insist on finding my good friend Du Yuan alone, his life and death are now unknown, which makes people feel deeply guilty. Or maybe, there is also truth in the book, the cliffs are all escape routes, and the elixir and cheats are waiting for me below? I'm afraid that in this world, I am not the protagonist, and I don't have an immortal aura to protect me.

This crevice is about three meters wide, but it is extremely deep downward. If Zhang Liao had prepared in advance, it would not be difficult to jump over directly. Now people are in the air, and they have no way to borrow their strength, so they can only let themselves fall freely. The special glass, which was shattered but still adhered to one piece, was still accompanied by him, and in the eyes of the passing birds, it was a strange sight of a human riding a transparent flying carpet swooping rapidly.

At this time, on the platform at the bottom of the cliff, there were two Taoist priests, who were practicing the art of tuna. Sitting in front of him was a little brother, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with white teeth and red lips, plump and handsome, and his robe was neat and fit, like a pole with dew and green bamboo. An old man in the back, with a completely different style, a gossip heavenly master robe with rolling gold threads, a purple and gold crown on his head, and white hair. That's pretty stylish!

After the little Taoist priest took a deep breath, he raised his head and let out a clear whistle, the whistling sound was thin and a little shaky, and the most dissatisfied thing for the old Taoist was that he stopped abruptly halfway, as if he was choked back. Jin Guan Lao Dao snorted lightly, this kid, although his talent is average, but after all, he is the image promotion spokesperson of the door entrusted by the cabinet Gao Gong personally, even if he can't achieve success in the future, he still has to master the basic method of vomiting, so he decided to demonstrate it again. The Golden Crown Old Dao took a deep breath and raised his head to the sky and roared! The moment he opened his mouth, a wave of white qi shot out, like spitting out a sword, and it went through the sun. It's a pity that it didn't last long, the moment Lao Dao raised his head, his eyes followed the sword qi in his mouth and moved, and he saw an incredible picture, and the whistling sound was also interrupted halfway. The little Taoist priest shouted out first: "Ah...... Avatar!"

is still more sophisticated, he can see at a glance that this one who is falling rapidly in the air, whether it is Avatar or Avanti, is in danger. Looking at that embarrassed posture, you know that you are not practicing some kind of flying secret art. In my Qingcheng Immortal Mountain, don't ignore the living beings! As far as the thought goes, the sleeves of the robe are flicked, and the golden crown of the old Taoist has been flying like a colorful butterfly, and the golden thread on the robe is shining in the sun, shining brightly, straight like an immortal.

About two feet in the air, there was still a distance of nine feet from Zhang Liao, and a golden long whip suddenly threw out of his sleeve, which was directly whipped on the glass plate under Zhang Liao's body. The power of the old road to rise has been exhausted, the fall has not yet begun, and at the moment when he was in the air, his wrist shook rapidly, and the whip hooked Zhang Liao's body, and he quickly pulled it diagonally, throwing the whole person out of the cliff façade on his side. Zhang Liao pounced directly on the cliff wall, was cushioned by the wet moss, and without much impact, it bounced back in reverse, and his back shoulder hit the platform ground.

The strong body saved Zhang Liao's life again, although he was shocked with mixed tastes, and the organs in his abdomen seemed to be out of place, he still saved his life after all. After the high degree of nervous excitement caused him to touch the ground, he did not hesitate, and stood up again, panting heavily, and was in shock! As if he was still reminiscing about what had just happened.

This time, the two Taoist priests were shocked again. Needless to say, the little Taoist priest has been opening his mouth since he saw him just now, and he is even more shocked at this time. The golden-crowned old dao also puffed out his two big sleeves, fluttered to the ground, stood opposite Zhang Liao, looked at his eyes in amazement and said, "This immortal chief, the poor road didn't delay you flying, right?"

Zhang Liao collected his soul and gently shrugged his shoulders, "It's okay, it's okay." I'm fine, and so are you. I mean, thank you!" He looked at the old golden crown and robe, and said incoherently, "Oh my God! This immortal elder, have you been waiting for me here for a long time?"

The little Taoist priest listened to the two immortals calling each other on the side, felt that the comedy was full of flavor, and also relieved himself, got up and walked to Zhang Liao's side, looked up and down and looked again, "Your body is really sturdy!" The old Taoist also woke up, knowing that this "heavenly soldier" had stumbled and fallen, so he was surprised, changed into a daily master's look, and waved his hand, "Dare to ask where the donor came from? Where do you want to go? Why take this shortcut?"

Zhang Liao smiled dumbly, looked at the golden silk whip in Lao Dao's hand, and solemnly returned the salute: "In Xia Zhang Liao, he was kidnapped by wicked people, escaped, and fell into the cliff, fortunately rescued by the two. Excuse me, is this Qingcheng Mountain?" the little Taoist priest hurriedly said, "It's not the two who rescued each other, only this Pan Tianshi made a move." Xiaodao Luo Hengnian just sat in the front row to watch a blockbuster. "The old man is straightening his hair with a golden crown," That's right, this is Qingcheng Mountain. Where are the wicked people you are talking about now? Who else dares to spread wilderness in Qingcheng?" he clenched the long whip in his hand, staring at him, feeling that he was going to find a lesson immediately.

Zhang Liao's current appearance is very embarrassing. The body is still in the Fujiang River when he fell into the water, and then he dived in Changbai Mountain, and then drove to Chengde from the Xianren Bridge, was taken away after being ambushed, tied up all the way to Qingcheng Mountain, woke up in the black prison for a long time, and then had a vicious fight, before falling here. Although the people were fine, the shirts, trousers, and leather shoes were all tattered. At a glance, it seems to outsiders that it is very consistent with the identity of the victims of the kidnapping case. Coupled with Zhang Liao's loyal appearance with thick eyebrows and big eyes, it was difficult for the two Taoist priests not to believe what he said.

Zhang Liao had other plans in his heart, if those murderers were all from Qingcheng, then most of the two in front of him were also from the same family. This is very bad, although this Pan Tianshi saved himself, once the murderers chased down the mountain, as soon as the two sides met, he was still in a catastrophe. Looking at this Pan Tianshi's skills, he will never be able to reach them. At the moment, it is still the first priority to get out as soon as possible, and the farther you go, the better.

Just as he was about to clench his fists and say goodbye, a person turned out of the valley pass, his face was thin and worried, and a trace of dark clouds covered his cold cheeks. He walked in this direction step by step, and the little Taoist Luo Hengnian saw it, but he was very surprised, "Dad, you're back!"

The person who came was Luo Baiyan, the left deacon of Qingcheng Outer Hall.

Luo Baiyan lost Du Yuan in Dandong. After 300 kilometers of continuous pursuit, he was extremely exhausted physically and mentally, and his limbs were weakened, and he couldn't help but collapse on the beach. I lay down for a long, long time, when it got dark, I looked at the starry sky, and my ears were full of the sound of waves washing the beach in waves. He himself was in a mood and thought a lot. This time, he was kicked out of the organization by Ba Lao, traveled thousands of miles alone, and caught the whereabouts of Wen Congxin and others. I didn't think that this kid's physical strength was different from ordinary people, his hands were tied, and he still ran wildly, and he was never caught up by himself. Looking at the body method, it is not like using some kind of secret heart trick, but how can the human body be so strong? Rao is himself, and it is only through decades of unremitting penance that he can barely keep up, and this is still with my hands free. If this kid hadn't been bound, what would it be like to run? Lao Luo shook his head, he couldn't think about it. Self-confidence has taken a serious hit.

A car drove up and stopped in the distance. A person got out of the car and walked slowly. Luo Baiyan lay down and didn't move, listening with his ears sideways, he was familiar with the rhythm of this footstep. "Gong Ping, have you tracked the location of my mobile phone?" Gong Ping is his old subordinate, and he was one of his entourage in the Fujiang encounter. It's just that now, he was made the commander of the light pole, and Gong Ping, along with the other team members, was added to Jing Qianchuan's command.

"Yes, Mr. Luo. This secular method of addressing is also prescribed by Luo Baiyan, so that it is convenient for group members to carry out activities in society. "You came alone? Jing Qianchuan is not afraid that you will turn against the water?" "Mr. Luo treats me like a brother, and I can't stand by and watch if I am in trouble today. I took the initiative to ask Ying to help you. Respect the ambition of the wolf son of Qianchuan, and everyone in the outer hall knows it. It's useless for him to be afraid, my palace is with you. ”

Hearing this, Luo Baiyan was deeply moved. He sat up from the beach, looked at the visitor, and nodded, "I lost someone." This time, it was a bamboo basket to draw water. Gong Ping took a step forward, reached out to help the tired old Luo to stand up, and comforted "The green mountains are still the same, the green water is long...... and the word "stay" did not wait for the word "stay" to finish, was grabbed by the wrist, pulled to the ground, Luo Baiyan was like a black mamba, quickly wrapped around Gong Ping's back, suddenly grabbed his neck, and pulled the other hand with a force. Gong Ping, who had broken his cervical vertebrae, fell face down, and the fine sand filled his open mouth, blocking the last trace of ho in his throat.

The hand of friendship stretched out to Lao Luo spread out in reverse, and a thin needle between the roots of his middle finger shimmered faintly in the moonlight.