Chapter 131: Xiang Mingyue angrily slashed the demon master

The five of them sat around the fire, thinking that it would get better as soon as the day dawned, but the night was so slow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Wu Ben was silently sad, and actually had some regret for following Wei Chuan into danger, so that he grew up together, and his brothers who lived and died together for decades were buried in the wilderness, but when he turned his head to look at Liang Qiuhong, who was still sleeping, all the resentment and sadness immediately came to naught, replaced by joy and warmth, and he believed that Liang Qiuhong's choice was not wrong, Wei Chuan was a hero worthy of him to follow, what happened along the way was just caused by Wei Chuan's difficulty in controlling the demonic nature, even if it was not, it was just a mistake that one person could not avoid, people can change from good to bad, and they can also change from evil to good, even if this is a little difficult, only firmly believe that they will be able to get their wish, Thinking of this, there was some sudden relaxation and pleasure, and the fear that was about to swallow his whole person also disappeared, and at the same time, he was grateful to Liang Qiuhong, so as to firmly believe that Wei Chuan would not die in this barren forest, and would definitely control his demonic nature and restore his true chivalry.

Yuan Linyu knew that Uncle Wei finally shouted "Yuan Yuan", he must be calling her, and he must have something to say to her, but she was suddenly in danger and couldn't say it, so she has been uneasy, thinking about this time with Uncle Wei, her heart is getting up and down, more and more uneasy, more and more worried about Uncle Wei's safety, looking at the burning flames, her heart is also about to move, she can't bear it anymore, and she stands up suddenly, but when she saw that they all showed a surprised look on her face, she suddenly felt a little shy, as if her mind was being spied on. Some are noncommittal.

Wu Ben got up slowly, and said in a consultative tone, "We need to find Wei Daxia and Shen Gongzi." ”

How could this be what she wanted to say, Yuan Linyu looked surprised, looked at Brother Wu Ben, and nodded implicitly.

"You stay and protect the two girls. Wu Ben confessed and walked away with Yuan Linyu.

"Big brother!" Xiang Mingyue wanted to go with Wu Ben, but Wu Ben's eyes told him that it was more important to stay and take care of the two girls, so he swallowed his words and said very bluntly: "Be careful!"

The two nodded. side by side in the direction of Wei Chuan's disappearance. Sink into the dark mountain forest.

Xiang Mingyue and Jiang Xin pressed the knife in their hands, one sat quietly beside the two women, and the other wandered around to investigate the movements. Feet up and down. Every step is terrifying. I always felt that there were a pair of invisible eyes in the darkness watching them under the firelight, but they did not dare to extinguish the fire in this deep mountain night forest full of fear. Facing the darkness is as painful as waiting for the judgment of death. People are always worried about things that are uncertain or even impossible. However, there is another sentence, what are you afraid of.

Just when Jiang Xin walked to the opposite side of the three of them, and glanced at the two unconscious girls through the fire, he felt that there was wind in the back of his head, and his brother Xiang Mingyue also felt a strange movement, at this time, his eyes were shining, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Be careful!" However, he didn't hear the word "heart", he felt the back of his head sink violently, and then he had no hearing, and his body was as light as cotton wool, and he threw himself into the fire, which was originally a red flame, gradually dimmed, and was melted by the darkness. In fact, the fire was still burning there, but he passed out, and died very thoroughly, and he threw himself into the fire, motionless, only breathing, how could he ignore the pain of going to the soup and the fire, and it was obvious that he was dead. Xiang Mingyue saw Jiang Xin spilling blood and flying over, knowing that there was no hope of taking it, she hurriedly lifted the two women and jumped backwards to avoid the sparks. Fang stood still, and there was a light in front of him, eight soldiers in silver armor robes, holding silver spears and long knives at their waists, standing side by side, under the silver helmets, they couldn't see their faces, making people feel that a deep darkness was hidden inside.

Xiang Mingyue had forgotten the hatred of losing her brother at this time, only fear, "It's human...... It's a ghost!"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes were like a shocking wave reflecting the moon, the shattered silver light was shocked, the hands were empty, the two girls were no longer there, and suddenly the crotch was hot, and the soul was so frightened that it was difficult to defend. A cool breeze hit his face like late autumn frost, and he woke up from his trance as if he had come back from the dead, and turned to see that the silver light was bypassing the hut and rushing into the deep forest.

The first thought that jumped into his mind was chasing, but the fear that had taken root in his heart seemed to pass through his body and take root on the ground, making him unable to lift his legs.

The incompetent self-blame made him cry like a coward and kneel on the ground. After all, he is young and can throw his head and spill blood, but he can't withstand this fear that can crush one from the heart. Sometimes instilling fear and apprehension in a person can bring him to his knees more than holding a knife to his neck.

But Xiang Mingyue is a person after all, when he shed tears, he asked about a burning smell, raised his eyes to see, Jiang Xin was unrecognizable, then he jumped up, wiped away his tears, lifted a single knife, rushed to the mountains and forests, and chased after the eight strange people, with a belief in his heart: kill these bastards and avenge his brother.

The anger of hatred comes from friendship, which makes him fearless and not willing to die.

The eight silver-armored soldiers, walking like a gust of wind, leaving light and shadow in the past, if it is not a ghost, what else can it be? Xiang Mingyue followed from a distance, not because he was afraid of startling the grass and snakes, and he was afraid of being discovered, but he had tried his best, but he couldn't catch up. He thought that even if he died, he would have to live and die with them, so that once the worst thought was formed, his mind had already begun to clear: since they were ghosts, they must be afraid of blood. So he slowly slashed his knife across his palm, letting the blood stain every inch of the blade.

The wind is whistling, the woods are like clouds and smoke, the eight people appear and disappear from time to time, just in front of the place where they shoot, but he has done his best, the distance is gradually widening, he is sweating, he has forgotten how far he has traveled, he doesn't know where he is, let alone how long he has run, the sky has been faintly bright, this is a deep valley, the mountain is already bright, Xiang Ming is at this time, how can he know, besides, he is bent on catching up with the eight silver-armored monsters.

In a hurry, he tried his best to track it, but he forgot that he was alone in the depths. After several hours of running wildly, he was a little tired, and gradually felt powerless, and at this moment, he faintly felt movement in the mountains and forests not far ahead, as if a group of wild beasts were howling. I didn't make a sudden mistake in my heart, only to realize that I was running wildly all the way to the fire as a moth to the fire, throwing myself into the place of death, my heart was in chaos, my feet were slow, and the silver light in front of me rushed to the dense forest, and I didn't enter.

"Damn, I, Xiang Mingyue, am a waste who is greedy for life and afraid of death!" scolded secretly, Xiang Mingyue cheered up. Lift your breath. The long knife was unsheathed and clutched in his hand.

As we approached, the screams grew louder and more audible. It turned out that the silver-armored man he was chasing. It's the Eight Great Generals. There were no less than three hundred people gathered around the forest. There were old and young, men and women, all in rags. Unkempt, with a bare staff in his hand, he was as decent as a beggar outside the mountain, surrounding a large fire pit, kneeling up and down, and worshipping the corpse of the old man in the fire pit, which did not look like a funeral. The eight generals put the two unconscious girls on either side of the dead, saluted the old man who was guarding the spirit, and stepped aside. And I saw that the old man only had some rotten cloth wrapped around his waist to cover his shame, but in fact, this was also redundant, because he was so thin that only the bones were left, like a human target tied together by a few branches. However, when the eight generals arrived, everyone saluted them, and the eight generals saluted the old man respectfully, which seemed to be not an ordinary thin old man. The old man staggered to his feet, staggered to the feet of the three men, looked up at the sky, raised his arms high, and shouted something with his mouth, and for a moment his whole body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Borrow the corpse to return the soul, transfer the soul has the skill, and return me to the dragon mage. ”

Xiang Mingyue lurked silently in the woods, peeping secretly, and moved closer to the crowd little by little. Seeing that the two girls' chests were still undulating, his heart was a little calm, but when he looked at the corpse lying between the two girls, he couldn't help but shudder, the deceased was the nameless old man Wei Chuan killed by mistake, and take a closer look, the missing Shen Yiwu was tied up by five flowers, fainted to the side, and had a wooden cork in his mouth. "It's clear that it's already in the ground, how could they be here, did they also move Fourth Brother Zhao's grave!" Xiang Mingyue was shocked and suspicious, and suddenly heard what this old man said, "borrowing the corpse to return the soul, and there is a skill to transfer the soul", and he was even more frightened, could he really know how to use witchcraft, and he could use a person's life to save a dead person, if so, wouldn't the two girls, and Shen Gongzi's life be difficult to protect, no, he must not be allowed to succeed.

Even if he fought for his life, he would never let the two girls and Shen Gongzi die here.

"Demon Dao!

Xiang Mingyue shouted violently, and Dapeng spread his wings and soared out of the air. He took the lead in snatching people, panicked around, looked up, Xiang Mingyue flew over the head like a glimpse, the knife fell in his hand, the old man who was as thin as a bone frame clicked, was cut in two by the oblique shoulder, fell to the ground, everyone was shocked, followed by a burst of angry sneers of the same enemy, one after another, with the beat of the river, surrounded by, the wooden staff in his hand actually flashed the cold air of the forest, approaching little by little, like a spear. Xiang Mingyue was three points frightened first, and glanced at the two girls on the ground, sleeping very deeply, and her heart was very anxious.

"Huo!" one person howled, his voice was thick, pressing on the bottom of everyone's heart, everyone stopped their steps one after another, closed their black mouths and teeth, but a pair of eyes were burning with the flame of hatred, in Xiang Mingyue's opinion, there was even a little vicious, but he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the howling person, who was one of the eight generals.

This person walked over, while taking off the silver armor, handed it to the "beggars" on both sides, revealing a sturdy head, when this person took off the helmet, Xiang Mingyue almost cut down, this person turned out to be an old man who was too old to see his age, full of silver threads against the scalp, braided like a hat, The beard like snow is woven together with the flesh, the eyes like torches, inlaid on the wrinkled and stacked face, like a thousand-year-old shell spitting out two pearls, amazing, I can't imagine that in the twilight of his life, there is such a spirit, the old man has not yet approached, Xiang Mingyue has taken a small step back.

The old man undressed his armor and removed his helmet, his movements were capable, his expression was indifferent, at this time he was already wearing a pair of black pants, stepping on shabby but very clean combat boots, barebody, he pulled out the waist knife casually, came to Xiang Mingyue's palm, swept the two girls on the ground, and then nailed his gaze to Xiang Mingyue's flashing eyes, "Young people are people who practice martial arts, old and decrepit in the past, soldiers can be killed but not humiliated, since you have killed Master Longtan, you will never be allowed to live, let you die decently." With that, he waved his left hand to the crowd, and everyone understood, without saying a word, retreated three feet, leaving an open space, and the remaining seven generals carried the corpses and the two girls on the ground aside.

"Look at the knife!" the old general shouted, his right hand reached out, his feet off the ground, and the flames in the pit suddenly shook like a frozen man. Xiang Mingyue listened to the words "look at the knife" just fell, and the cold light had flashed in front of him, retreating, raising the knife to block, no matter what, just from the moment the old man took out the knife, he already understood that there was no ability to parry at all, let alone the power of backhanding, as soon as the heart died, the body would inevitably not live, and he froze on the spot. However, at the moment when the blood red was about to float by, and the flying knife was decapitated, the old general suddenly froze on the spot, listened attentively, and when his expressionless face was expressionless, he suddenly burst into a resolute look, locked his eyebrows, withdrew his hand, turned around and walked quickly towards the seven soldiers who came on, and actually left Xiang Mingyue there. With a "swish", the old general put the knife into the sheath, and as soon as his arms were stretched, someone put on an armor robe for him, added a helmet and handed a gun, which was very solemn and martial.

When the old general took the golden rod and spear, the earth trembled, and everyone felt dizzy, and they fled in four times with a scream.

"Evil dragon flying in the sky!" Xiang Mingyue heard these four words in an inexplicable panic. A silver light swept in front of him, the eight generals did not know where to go, the two girls and Shen Gongzi also disappeared, and when they were in great doubt, their bodies were light, and they were erected on both sides, and then there was a shadow in front of them, and there was wind in their ears, and someone said angrily: "Leave your life first, and sacrifice to the sky in the court." (To be continued.) )