Wu Gen hurried towards Wu Mo, turning around and shooting an arrow at Xiao Nai as he ran. The iron arrow whizzed straight towards the six projectiles still in the air. With a few crisp sounds, the projectiles broke apart.
Seeing Wu Gen coming to attack, Meng Jue sneered, and with a move of his hand, the golden-armored warrior who broke free from the evil tiger's fist appeared in front of Wu Gen, staring at Wu Gen with lifeless eyes. It seems that as long as Wu Gen doesn't help Wu Mo, the warrior will not take action.
Wu Gen cupped his hands at him and laughed, "You're busy, so I won't disturb you." He turned around and ran towards a standing stone on one side, with the strongman following closely behind. Wu Gen kept walking and ran straight up the standing stone. His divine movement technique suddenly started, his body accelerated suddenly, and he landed behind the strongman like a kite flipping over.
As soon as he landed, he stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, and countless cracks appeared on the stones on the ground. With just one step, Wu Gen crossed more than ten feet and threw the broken knife far away towards Wu Mo, "Use the knife."
Wu Mo fought hard to punch away the strongman in front of him, jumped up and took the broken knife in his hand. When he landed again, the broken knife was whistling and slashing at a strongman. With a harsh friction sound, the broken knife slashed through the strongman's arm, and a broken arm fell to the ground. ..
After fighting for a long time, Wu Mo was well aware of the toughness of this warrior's body. A punch could only leave a shallow punch mark. I don't know what kind of material this broken sword is made of, but it can easily cut off the strongman's arm. There is no damage to the blade at all, and I can't help but feel reassured.
Seeing that Wu Mo had stabilized the situation, Wu Gen turned to Xiao Nai again, and in the blink of an eye, he was scurrying back and forth like a monkey.
"Boy, what is this?" Xiao Nai shouted. Wu Gen had just thrown six projectiles. Xiao Nai wanted to brush them away, but iron arrows suddenly shot out and exploded these strange projectiles.
As soon as the projectile cracked, a cloud of red smoke burst out. Xiao Nai knew something was wrong and waved his sleeves to brush away most of the smoke, but some of it was still stained on his body.
There was sudden chaos in front of my eyes, the world turned upside down, everything around me began to stretch and deform, and there was a burst of chirping noise in my ears.
Xiao Nai knew that he had been tricked, and couldn't help but get angry. He secretly adjusted his breath to try to suppress this strange feeling.
At the same time, as Xiao Nai was distracted, the chess pieces surrounding Shui Congyue became chaotic, flying everywhere, some even collided with each other, and some debris fell from time to time in the air.
The halberd flashed, and Shui Congyue finally came out of it. Her hair was scattered, her body was stained with blood, and she was extremely miserable. Seeing Xiao Nai, he held his halberd and rushed forward.
Wu Gen shouted in fear, "Don't go up from the moon yet, the mist of the mirage has not dissipated yet." These six projectile-shaped objects were accidentally obtained by Wu Gen, Wu Mo and others during the robbery. They obtained twelve pieces in total. pieces.
When he followed Zhang Yuan to pay homage to his ancestors, he accidentally entered a mirage world, and Zhang Yuan was almost trapped inside. After killing the mirage, I got a mirage bead, but when I came back, I was turned over to the army.
As soon as he saw this thing, Wu Gen was moved. Although this thing looks useless, it is actually a treasure if it is used well.
Shui Congyue was tightly trapped by Xiao Nai. Wu Gen thought to himself that with his own strength, he might be trapped by the invisible wall of energy before he even got there, so he came up with the idea of mirage beads, and he was afraid that it would not be safe. Six were thrown.
A single mirage bead on the side would be unbearable for most people, but even if Xiao Nai had a strong cultivation level, six of them exploded at the same time, and he was in an illusion.
If Shui Congyue charged forward at this moment, he would probably be attacked. With his cold and arrogant temperament, Wu Gen really didn't know how to control him once he went crazy.
Wu Gen’s reminder was still a little late, Shui Congyue had already forced himself to Xiao Nai’s side.
It was over, Wu Gen was shocked.
Shui Congyue suddenly stopped, her eyes closed tightly, her body trembled violently, and her face kept changing. The blood in the body is constantly rushing, passing through it like a wave.
Boom, boom, boom, Shui Congyue's heartbeat gradually became louder, as if someone was beating a drum with a giant hammer, which was clearly audible. His teeth creaked, and blood escaped from his closed mouth. It rolled down his clothes, fell to the ground but splashed away again, like charming peach blossoms.
Xiao Nai is a little confused, but his true nature is still there, and he knows that if he fights again under such circumstances, he will most likely suffer losses. As soon as his thoughts changed, he wanted to control the wind and leave, but as soon as he got up, his body turned upside down, and his head was stuck heavily on the ground. This happened several times after trying it.
The more this happens, the more anxious Xiao Nai becomes.
It's a little bigger. The head hit the hard stone again and again, and holes appeared on the ground.
The person has entered an illusion, and it is difficult to distinguish between heaven and earth. It seems to be going straight up, but in fact it is just the opposite. This is just like how some migratory birds confuse the sky and the earth when they pass by the mirror lake, and sometimes fall into the water for no apparent reason. The same is true for Xiao Nai.
Seeing this situation, Wu Gen prepared to quietly step forward to see how Shui Congyue was doing. After taking a few steps, Shui waved his hand back from Yue, stopping Wu Gen's move.
Shui Congyue stretched out his hand and took out a corset knife, inserted it bit by bit into his left arm, and then made a slash along the way, and a half-foot-long gash appeared. Blood spurted out, splattering all over his body and face.
When it didn't work once, Shui Congyue drew out the knife and stabbed again, his tightly closed lips trembling.
Wu Gen felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw it, and secretly sighed, if you are cruel to others, you will be even more cruel to yourself. Shui Congyue was also poisoned by mirage. In order to escape from the mirage state, he even resorted to self-inflicted pain to suppress it, but the method was really cruel.
Under the setting sun, this man with a big halberd in his hand and long hair dancing in anger stood proudly on the top of the mountain, like a hundred-foot-high pine reaching into the sky. The blood-red sunset shone down on his body, and he couldn't tell whether it was blood-red or glowing.
Suddenly, Shui Congyue shouted loudly, his eyes suddenly opened, and the killing intent in his body surged. The frightened birds returning to their nests in the distance flew up again.
Shui Congyue walked towards Xiao Nai step by step, who was still fighting for the ground with his head. Wu Gen was worried about his body and was about to raise an arrow to cover. Shui Congyue suddenly turned his head and glared with red eyes. Wu Gen had no choice but to put down his bow and arrow. , turned around to help Wu Mo.
Feeling the killing intent rising from his side, Xiao Nai panicked. Although his cultivation level was higher than his opponent's, his mind was obviously inferior.
In a panic, Xiao Nai opened his mouth and spit out a long fire dragon towards the water. The tongues of fire raged, igniting the vegetation on the mountain and gradually turning into a sea of fire.
Suddenly, the wall of fire parted, and water rushed out from Yue holding the halberd, with a sound like thunder, "Fight again."
In desperation, Xiao Nai had no choice but to spit out tongues of fire to stop the water from approaching from the moon. Being approached by a martial artist is every Qigong practitioner's nightmare.
Shui Congyue started running faster and faster, and his whole body was extremely sharp, as if he wanted to pierce the space here. A rapidly rotating white umbrella even appeared at the tip of the halberd.
Passing through walls of scorching fire. "Death." The halberd thrust out, and an invisible wall of air shattered in response.
One, two... seven walls were broken in a row, and Xiao Nai's body appeared on the tip of the halberd. Blood flowed down the dark iron rod of the spurge, dripping onto the ground.
"Ahem, I finally underestimated you. Sure enough, those sects were defeated unjustly." Stimulated by the huge pain, Xiao Nai briefly regained his clarity, "Qi practitioners in the world have been arrogant for a long time. They really need a whip. , come to suppress their arrogance."
After pausing for a moment, Xiao Nai smiled with difficulty and said, "Drinking boy, I still don't know your name, but can I still have a drink with this old man?"
Wu Gen looked solemn and walked towards Xiao Nai, who was already pale. Shui Congyue shook her head gently, and Wu Gen hesitated for a moment before walking to Xiao Nai. He took off the green gourd hanging from his waist and gently put it to Xiao Nai's mouth.
After taking a sip of wine, Xiao Nai smiled and said, "I originally thought you were afraid of me taking the opportunity to kidnap you, but I didn't expect you to be quite brave. Haha, as expected, every time Xingzhen gets more martial arts practitioners, I become stingy."
Wu Gen took a step back and bowed deeply, "Sir, my surname is Wu and my name is Gen. My name is Wu, the Gen who has been like this since ancient times."
Shui Congyue put down the halberd with a complicated look on his face. Wu Gen helped Xiao Nai sit up, "I'm sorry, sir."
Xiao Nai smiled happily, "Although you and I belong to different camps, we fall in love with each other. Wu Gen, Wu Gen, this name is bitter. If you lose in the competition, you lose. There is nothing to be sorry for. If you lose today , I will also give you a glass of turbid wine during the guillotine.
There are some things that you don’t want to do but you have to do. Doing it is a matter of reason, not doing it is a matter of emotion. No matter what. "
The wind blows, and Xiao Nai's blood-stained gray beard flies like withered grass, which makes him feel a little sad. Wu Gen knew that both Xiao Nai and Meng Jue were merciful to him. One imprisoned him with a wall of energy, and the other blocked him with a strong force. Until the end, Xiao Nai also
He didn't take the opportunity to take himself as a hostage.
Behind him, the sound of the fight between Wu Mo and Meng Jue also stopped. It was not that the winner was decided, but that Meng Jue had withdrawn his magical power and looked at Xiao Nai who was sitting on the ground in a daze. Don't hide for a while.
Meng Jue slowly walked to the opposite side of Xiao Nai, not even looking at Wu Gen and Shui Congyue. Wu Mo followed with a broken knife in his hand, but he stopped taking action and was just wary of the other party's sudden violence.
"Xiao Laoer, is it okay? I still have the sect's elixir here, which may be able to save him." Meng Jue looked calm and reached out to take out a porcelain bottle.
"No, my heart is broken. What's the use of pills? I don't have to worry about those dirty things anymore. It's much more comfortable to have you, a bad chess player, by my side before I die." Xiao Nai said with a hearty smile.
"Old ghost..." Meng Jue almost choked, "I finally ran out of wine to say goodbye. I can't beat you in chess, and I've never lost to you in drinking."
"Yes." Wu Gen and the others suddenly replied in unison, each took out a wine flask from his body and respectfully presented it to the two of them.
Xiao Nai was surprised and said: "You are indeed a good drinker. No wonder you get together to do those Zhu Juan Three Ghosts. I have also heard about what you did. It's not like you are a big girl doing great evil, you are quite... It has the chivalrous style of ancient times. I think this ghost's name is a bit unpleasant. It might as well be called Zhujuan Whip to wake up and pain those thieves who still wantonly plunder the world."
Meng Jue opened a pot of wine and handed it to Xiao Nai's hand, "Old ghost, take one more sip before you die. After thirty years of talking and singing, I'm afraid there will be no more singing."
"Why are you so childish? The chess piece has been broken by that handsome young man. All we need is one more song."
"Okay, one more song."
The two laughed and each took a sip.
Xiao Nai patted his hand lightly, and Meng Jue's slightly hoarse voice sounded, "If a phoenix flies thousands of feet, it would be impossible to live in it unless it were a tree. A scholar would not live in the mountains unless it was pure. I have been practicing alchemy for a long time, and now I have forgotten myself and the world. I am too lazy to look at the flowers. , talk about sending chess and wine, and go back..."
The song is desolate, echoing in the mountains and fields, but is brought back by the autumn wind, which makes it a little sadder.
In the end, their voices gradually became lower and became inaudible. Wu Gen and the other three stood aside in silence.
After a long time, Wu Gen stepped forward and gently took off the gourd from Xiao Nai's hand. His head tilted and he had been dead for a long time. Squatting down, Wu Gen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gently laid it flat on the ground.
He stood up and saluted Meng Jue and asked how to deal with Xiao Nai's body, but there was no response from him for a long time. With an unpleasant feeling rising in his heart, Wu Gen stepped forward and gave Meng Jue a gentle push. Meng Jue's body fell to one side and he passed away.
Raising his head, Wu Gen looked at Shui Congyue and Wu Mo in surprise. Wu Mo stepped forward to try Meng Jue's wrist and shook his head gently. Unexpectedly, Meng Jue cut off his heart and left with his old friend.
The two were buried on the top of the mountain, with the two hills adjacent to each other and newly planted pines and cypresses beside them. The evening wind picked up slowly, lingering in the mountains and ravines, circling in the forest, rising and falling, making a sound like a sob.
The green mountain faces the hut, and you will be drunk under the spring.
Next to the new tomb, Wu Gen and the others poured all the wine in the pot in front of the tomb, bowed deeply, and stayed there for a long time.
