The sun was still shining, and the golden desert was magnificent, but at this time, a large cloud floated in, and before he could care, it had already covered half of the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As the saying goes, the white clouds and the dogs, the clouds are impermanent and unpredictable, or ethereal like smoke, or gorgeous like the sun, but only when you have seen this layer of mountains like mountains pressing, like the dome collapsing and falling straight down for nine days, you can appreciate the thickness and majesty of this cloud.

The sunlight was being driven out of the earth by the clouds, just like Mingbo now, the light reflected on his body was quickly swallowed up, and at this moment even the blood he vomited lost its luster. The whole person knelt on one knee, one hand still on his knee, and his slightly trembling arm was covered with a dark red that had dried up.

Hideous or subtle wounds stained Mingbo into a bloody man, and even his gray hair was covered with blood, and the picture around him was like an aura.

Blood color is the theme of this picture, Lao Qi was lying on the ground with his eyes open, he had lost his lustre, and the dark purple palm print on his chest was impressive. Most of the horse bandits lost their lives, and the horses that accompanied them returned to the shadows, and those who were lucky not to die were only left with weak breathing and slumped to the ground.

The desert vulture with a long knife in his right hand and half-kneeling in a pool of blood stared at Ming Bo viciously, at this time he was extremely remorseful, he underestimated the strength of the other party, and finally lost almost the entire family.

If it weren't for Mingbo crushing his left shoulder and his cheeks, he would have been eager to drink his blood, eat his flesh, and sleep his skin at this moment.

The desert vulture before today never believed that a person whose realm was similar to his own could fight for almost all of his family, and he couldn't believe that there was such a madman in the world who did not hesitate to die and die together.

When the vulture stared at Mingbo, Mingbo was also looking at the vulture, different from the vulture's eyes that wanted to crush his bones and scatter ashes, Mingbo's face flashed with a smile that seemed to be relieved.

Mingbo was chased and killed by the enemy that year and fled to the desert. Seriously injured by Xu Yuanwai rescued, grateful for the great grace, so he stayed in Xu Jiapo Xu Mansion as a servant, in order to repay the grace of saving his life, this stay is fifteen years. In the past fifteen years, in order to avoid his own martial arts in his own hands, Ming Bo took Zhang Mang as an apprentice and taught him martial arts.

Zhang Mang is impulsive and reckless as his name suggests, but he is also a person who values love and abides by righteousness, and respects Mingbo's teacher, and Mingbo is also quite satisfied with this disciple, how do you think that one day three years ago, the news of Zhang Mang's death came, and he searched all over the desert, and finally found only a dried corpse.

Mingbo hated and angered in his heart, but after all, he had some scruples, one was that he did not repay his great kindness, but Xu Yuan had treated him quite generously in the past fifteen years. The second is that there are many horse bandits, and they are not opponents alone, and rashly taking revenge is tantamount to sending them to death.

I never thought that today I would take revenge on the murderer first, and remove this great harm for Gongzhou, how could I not be happy. It's just that all the thieves have not been stopped, and it is not yet known whether the young lady can escape, after all, she is ashamed of the life-saving grace of the staff.

"Master, your great kindness and great virtue will be reported in the next life. ”

Mingbo, who slowly closed his eyes, finally fell to the ground with a relieved face.

"Ahh

Looking at the fallen Mingbo, the vultures shouted at the corpse as if they were crazy, roaring and screaming like a wounded beast.

With his right hand, he slashed with a long knife, chopping at the sand in front of him, shouting until he was hoarse and couldn't make a sound, and a pair of narrow eyes shed muddy tears.

What flows in these muddy tears is the brotherly righteousness that fought the world together in the past, the deep friendship between life and death for several years, the shattered dream of begging to become a master when I was a child, and the despair of losing everything.

Over the years, the blood of the year has cooled, and living carefully in the desert has made the vulture lose the momentum of the past, how to live safely has become his daily constant topic, and his cultivation has been in the bottleneck of metamorphosis.

Metamorphosis is not so much a realm, but rather an innate process after entering the Tao.

The innate person returns to the womb and restores the original, and the body and mind must reach a relatively pure state. Just as Ming Bo's own mind is too heavy, he himself knows that even if he can fade away from the mortal womb, it will be difficult to return to the innate, so he found another way and tempered his hands with true qi day after day, which is why he has this pair of iron palms. In terms of kung fu alone, Ming Bo has not lost his innateness.

And the desert vulture is even better than Ming Bo on the way to metamorphosis, and he is only one foot away from entering the innate gate, but years of experience have made him lose his enterprising spirit and stop him outside the gate.

In fact, the so-called purity of body and mind is not to think as ethereal as a baby, but to seek a firm thought, an idea that can support the path of martial arts, and move forward. Maybe if Mingbo can survive this war, the congenital bottleneck will be broken easily, maybe during this war, Mingbo will no longer be mortal.

This kind of thought, martial artists often call it a god.

The vulture is godless, so he can't say that he will practice for another ten or twenty years, and it will be impossible for him to take that step in his life.

The vulture of the six gods and no master vented his emotions, but he didn't notice a figure standing behind him, silent.

He wears a high crown and a linen robe, and is of medium stature. Holding a wooden sign in his left hand, the front side is written to hook the soul, and the reverse side is written to ask for life. In his right hand, he held a large broken fan, and his blue-gray face had a large mouth as red as blood, and a tongue three feet long spit out of his mouth.

This is a look of a soul seducer and impermanence.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey・・・・・・"

・・・・・・

At this time, Xiao Wu was riding a horse and galloping, and his mouth was still chattering.

"Sure enough, I am still the heroic Xiaowu who is righteous, promised, affectionate, righteous, and heroic. ”

couldn't stand the repeated pleas of Miss Xu and the escort Xiaohu, Xiao Wu still rode back, trying to save Mingbo, if it was impossible for Xiao Wu to have the confidence to retreat.

The heavens and the earth gradually darkened, Xiao Wu looked up at the sea of clouds, and said to himself.

"The ghost weather in this desert is really changing. ”

Not long after, Xiao Wu rushed to the battlefield, and the disgusting smell of blood rushed down the wind and sand, causing Xiao Wu to frown again and again.

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Xiao Wu understood that he was already a step late, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart, but he had a different sense of Mingbo, an old man on the horse.

"That man really did it on his own・・・・・・

With Xiao Wu's eyesight, he could see that the old man was definitely not yet congenital, and this was what shocked him the most.

Xiao Wu, who had just experienced the combined attack of the horse bandits, seemed to be able to defeat the horse bandits easily, but Xiao Wu also understood that he had experienced an incomplete combined attack technique, and the loopholes in it seemed to be small, but it gave him a chance to breathe at a critical moment.

And there are twenty corpses of the horse bandits around Mingbo, not to mention the real combat power of the horse bandits around, Mingbo can achieve such a record, Xiao Wu has to sincerely say a word. And in other words, Xiao Wu was able to successfully rescue Miss Xu, Ming Bo contributed a lot, without him dragging the main force, Xiao Wu had no chance to save Miss Xu, Xiao Wu inherited Ming Bo's love in his heart.

Not only to avenge himself, but also to repay his kindness, Mingbo is in the spirit of the sky, and there should be no regrets.

Xiao Wu dismounted and slowly walked to the corpse of Ming Bo who fell to the ground, wanting to help the corpse onto the horse, how could such a hero be violent corpse wilderness.

But he didn't want the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air behind him, and suddenly Xiao Wu's body fell like a python turning over, flashing away by a millimeter. When I looked closely, it was a desert vulture with a blue face and a fierce look like a beast in its eyes.

At this time, the green tendons on the desert vulture's body were bulging, and they were swelling one by one, holding the handle of the knife fiercely with both hands, and staring at Xiao Wu with devouring eyes, Xiao Wu's heart was furious from the eyes that did not belong to humans.

Xiao Wu was very sure that he had just seen the strange death image of the vulture's eyes turned up, its mouth wide open, and the corpse curled up on the ground without the sound of heartbeat or breathing. Under the doubts in his heart, Xiao Wu couldn't help but wonder if the vulture had a secret method of fake death and ambushed here, but how did he know that someone would come, and Xiao Wu couldn't figure it out when he broke his head.

It's just that the vulture didn't give Xiao Wu time to think carefully, and picked up the long knife and slashed over.

Another dodging Xiao Wu dodged the blade, came to the horse's side, and pulled out the scimitar hanging on the horse's back. Looking at the vultures that bullied him again and raised his knife to slash, Xiao Wu swung his knife and fired back.

"Fight and fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed when it comes to single-handedness. ”

(To be continued)