The sixth round of fire dragon chariot
Creak!
A forest wild mouse with four small paws running wildly, chased by a small fierce beast with the body of a leopard and rabbit behind it, was cornered, and was about to run up the tree, when suddenly a corpse that seemed to have been dead for a long time, the body was so long that he stretched out his hand and picked up the small fierce beast by the neck.
The leopard-headed rabbit-like beast was about to bite back, but the hand on its neck had tightened, and it snapped!
Wang Fu'er let out a big sigh, he slept well this night, and woke up full of energy. The slightest cold qi in his body can already be mobilized at will, but it also makes him understand one thing, his body is not the body of a martial arts genius, but he should have practiced some kind of kung fu for a few years, and there is some true qi foundation in his body.
The wild mouse just now, who escaped with his life, will be nowhere to be found. Wang Fu'er opened his eyes and saw this fierce beast, remembering that he was still hungry in his stomach, so he made a move, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.
As soon as Wang Fu'er grabbed the bronze ring of the corpse, the five corpse soldiers immediately stood up in unison, their movements were neat, but their bodies were uneven, and they looked a little weird. "Taliban corpse soldier A, you go pick up some firewood, Taliban corpse soldier B, you drill wood to make fire, Lao Ding, you come to clear the wild grass in this forest, make a barbecue clearing, don't wait for us to light a fire and burn the whole forest." ”
Assigned to the next task, Wang Fu'er touched his head, although the blister has not yet gone down, but it doesn't hurt much, thinking of smashing his own things, he swept his eyes around, and saw the six-inch copper ruler that had cooled.
He was annoyed and stepped on it twice, but he still felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger, so he picked up his hands and wanted to break them.
However, as soon as this small copper ruler was in his hands, Wang Fu'er felt the hardness of this thing, and he struggled it more than ten times, but he couldn't shake it at all. After changing the position a few times in a row, I don't know where he touched, this copper ruler suddenly turned hot, and it was suddenly scalded again, Wang Fu'er was shocked and hurriedly let go.
This copper ruler does not fall to the ground, and the two ends emit a faint red light, and the length of seven or eight meters is seven or eight meters in front and back. In the red light, the copper ruler turned into a refined copper chariot, and the eight beasts pulled it, revealing itself in the forest.
"Isn't it?
The power of the refined bronze chariot flew out of the body for more than ten meters, and hit the corpse soldier B who was drilling wood for fire, and the two of them suddenly turned into rolling gourds.
Getting up, Wang Fu'er looked at this refined bronze chariot blankly, compared to the distance just now, the close look of this chariot was even more majestic. Eight cart-drawn beasts, stout with long hooves, taller than any breed of horse on earth. The head is like a rhinoceros, with a red horn like coral, and although it looks very aggrieved now, it still looks vicious.
The bronze chariot was taller and wider than the Extended Humvee, and the hull was cast from a metal of almost fine bronze, but the texture of which was not known after careful separation. It's like a small mobile fortress, big enough for twenty or thirty people to run around on it.
Although it has been damaged by the war, this refined bronze chariot is still extraordinary, faintly revealing a bloody atmosphere of a hundred battles on the battlefield.
The body of the red-robed military general was no longer complete, sitting on the copper platform in front of the refined bronze chariot, and there was no place to play well in the whole body. And his spear was stuck behind his back, giving him one last lean to lean on, so that he would not fall.
Wang Fu'er patted his ass and stood up, raised his foot to press on him, and kept turning the branch with both hands to make fire. Leaped onto the bronze chariot.
The chariot was one meter high above the ground, and standing on it, Wang Fu'er suddenly had a feeling of "...... high!"
He doesn't have any special respect for the dead, although this red-robed general was majestic during his lifetime, but since he was dead, Wang Fu'er naturally had the idea of seeing if there would be any valuable relics.
He first stretched out his hand and pulled out the spear, the flame on the spear was long, and it was terrible and sorrowful, as if there was life, but Wang Fu'er's heart was frightened, plopped, and jumped dozens of times.
When he was now in no danger, he reached out and stroked the spear, this weapon had obviously killed countless enemies, with a strong smell of blood in the blazing heat, and the hand was heavy and abnormal, Wang Fu'er was lucky with the true qi in his body, so he barely picked it up.
"Holy god, this thing is three times tall for me, obviously it wasn't made for me, and I can't use it right now. ”
Throwing it to the ground, Wang Fu'er thought that it was indeed something else.
"This fine bronze chariot can save this big gun, and the corpse of the red-robed dude, and naturally other things! I have nothing now, and it is just used as a dilapidated warehouse. ”
Thinking of this, he gave an order to the two corpse soldiers who were standing stupidly, and told them to go and loot the battlefield and get all the valuable things back.
Losing the support of the big gun, the red-robed military general fell on the bronze platform of the chariot, Wang Fu'er carefully undressed, carefully examined his body, and peeled off a set of armor, a treasure knife, and a pair of bows and arrows. Close-fitting underwear and the like, thinking about it for a long time, although when he was in school in the last life, he often drew some **, but he also knew that it was really disrespectful to the deceased if he didn't leave an inch of grass.
"Alas, you have to be kind, although the life of the red stripes is chic, but it is estimated that this red-robed brother is not as avant-garde as me, so I should respect his living habits!"
Leaving behind the goods, Wang Fu'er was thinking about whether to exert more strength to help the red-robed military general dig a pit and bury it.
Suddenly, on the military general, who was only wearing close-fitting cloth, there was a faint two-color glare, and two strange lights floated out of his body.
A small transparent pagoda with a pale white bead.
Wang Fu'er was shocked in his heart, and he really wanted to retreat, but he seemed to have something attractive on his body, and these two pagodas and beads shrouded in essence flew over violently and entered through his body.
Wang Fu'er, who had already sensed the flow of breath in his body, immediately noticed that after the small pagoda turned into a hot and cold air mass into his body, he stabilized in the dantian. The pale white bead, but along the meridians, turned into a faint, indescribable breath, and only went to the center of the eyebrows before staying.
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