"Hey, you actually discovered it, Xiao Chen'er, how are you using the fan? Does it fit your hand?" Wu Tong rarely had time to talk, so he couldn't let go of this unparalleled beauty in front of him.
Hearing this, Qian Chen's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Brother Wu is so curious, why not give it a try!"
Just after the words were spoken, a meteor Qianye slash struck, releasing a blue and silver beam of light and attacking Wu Tong's face.
Fortunately, he was quick enough to avoid it in time, but the corner of his mouth was still affected by the edge of the beam, causing a slight scratch.
"Ancestor, are you serious about this!" Wu Tong was shocked, covering his mouth and accusing.
On the other hand, the disciples of the Weapon Refining Sect only felt that their senior brother somewhat deserved it. They knew that the people of the Yaowang Sect were very difficult to deal with, but they still chose a powerful master to provoke them.
The two sects resumed contact, and the disciples of Yaowang Sect unanimously commented on this senior brother: he looks gentle and elegant, but in fact he is sinister and sinister.
However, the strangest thing is that no disciple of the Yaowang Sect has ever been physically punished by him, and no one has been treated harshly by him. On the contrary, he has always lived in seclusion and rarely speaks.
It's just that they said that every time they looked at their senior brother, they felt that life was worse than death, and they wished they could dig a hole for themselves in order to have a quick victory.
His astonishing appearance alone can make his enemies look filthy, not to mention his cultivation in the Lingxuan realm, which is also among the best among all major sects.
The evil and evil spirit was actually heard from the disciples of the Fu Lu Sect. It was rumored that their senior brother had counterattacked in the Four Pictures Secret Realm, leaving all the besieging villains alive.
Under the night, her gentle and jade-like cheeks were raised slightly, looking at the opposite side of the moonlight. Her clothes were flowing and graceful, and she was so handsome.
Zheng –
Opening the cold soul fan and gently shaking it to blow out the wind, Qian Chen inadvertently glanced at the battle situation below, and then slowly said: "Brother Wu, what do you think of my fan?"
The fans of the disciples in the sect are all white, but his is the world-famous "Galaxy", the blue Seven-Star Hanso.
The overall fan is low-key and restrained, revealing a hint of coldness, which makes people shudder when looking at it. \./hand\./machine\./version\./first\./issue\./update\./new~~
"Extraordinary."
Although Wu Tong said this while looking at the fan, anyone with a brain knows that he was talking about the person holding the fan.
While the two were chatting, suddenly, a domineering sword strike was swung towards the white clothed man like thunder.
"careful!"
There was just a "ding" sound, and sparks flew everywhere. Fortunately, Wu Tong reacted quickly. If he had been a second later, the sharp cold light would have seriously injured Qian Chen, and even killed him if it was serious.
"What's wrong with you?" Wu Tong thought secretly: There's no reason why he at the Lingxuan realm couldn't withstand a sword from the Lingzun realm!
He was seen waving his fan and saying with a wry smile: "I broke into the underground river some time ago and was accidentally injured. My reaction is not as good as before."
There was an unnoticed look of weariness on his face.
"It's really troublesome! Just rest." Wu Tong said he was disgusted, but he still stood up. t.
Looking at Mu Qing, who had just almost succeeded in a sneak attack, Wu Tong looked gloomy: "Mu little baby, I'm here to teach you how to be a good person!" As he spoke, the sword was unsheathed in the wind, and the strange purple sword light sizzled, and it was not biased. He faced the overbearing blade.
The sound of the sword roared endlessly, and the sword light surged. When the sword light pointed directly at Mu Qing's dantian like lightning, a strong spiritual power blocked the attack. When Wu Tong stirred the sword light again, the enemy had fled.
"Why let him go?"
"If you kill my pawn, how can I play chess?" If Mu Qing dies, the drama of Fengyan Cui family will be much less interesting.
"I didn't tell you earlier." Wu Tong handsomely sheathed his sword.
At this time, except for Mu Qing, the entire Jixia Sect was destroyed, and the soaring fire dyed half of the sky.
In the space, Brother Bao, who had been waiting for a long time, finally floated out of the wooden house sadly.
"Brother Leopard, I will ask the cat spirit to take you to the other side of life."
At this time, Ming Jiuye, who had remained silent, said helplessly: "He committed suicide and is not qualified to reach the other side of life."
"Huh? What should we do?"
At this time, Ming Jiuye looked at his former friend with a cold light in his eyes, "Do you know that suicide is also a sin, and the soul will be punished after death."
"Husband~ Brother Bao is dead, don't be angry." Wuyou knew that in order to save their parents, he... (The next page is more exciting!)
Zuo Yang and the hunter spent a lot of effort and time to reunite them with their families.
Fortunately, now, instead of being bitten to death by zombies, he forced himself to death.
"A Zuo..."
"I'm not Zuo! I am the Great Emperor of Beiyin. Because you despised yourself and ended your life at will, now that you have been proven innocent, you will be sent to a galaxy prison to serve your sentence indefinitely." After saying that, a galaxy appeared in front of him. swirl.
"Take care of yourself!"
After Ming Jiuye said this, he gathered Brother Bao's soul into a ball of light and fired it into the whirlpool.
Wuyou curiously poked her head inside, and her expression paused when she saw the familiar planet in the whirlpool.
After the vortex closed and disappeared, she emotionally ran to Ming Jiuye and asked: "The three-dimensional space is a galaxy prison. Why? Why did you never say that?"
"Fool, because I also know that the three dimensions are all eliminated souls, not to mention the soul, even the planet they live in is also eliminated."
Seeing her eyes lowered in sadness, Ming Jiuye added softly: "However, don't worry, there will be many interstellar envoys voluntarily reincarnated into the third dimension to help them ascend together, and the universe will also help them succeed."
What are the true laws of the universe? He didn't know why he had to figure this out. He vaguely felt that it had something to do with his wife.
"Husband, what about you? Who are you?" Ming Jiuye's words shocked her heart greatly, and she couldn't calm down for a long time, she thought in her heart.
Seeing her worried and frowning look, Ming Jiuye couldn't bear it. He gently tucked her disobedient hair behind her ears and said, "The underworld belongs to darkness. According to the positions in the universe, that husband should be the Archon of Darkness. It's just that Some titles need to echo the expectations of people in the current dimension. "It's the same for everyone, I only love you and will be your husband.
"What about me? You are An, who am I?" Wuyou whispered in a dreamy voice, she was afraid of knowing the answer.
"You are my sun! Come, my husband will carry you." Afraid of her wandering thoughts, Ming Jiuye lowered his body and let her climb on his back, and they walked together under the moonlight.
"Husband, that planet is filled with so many outstanding people, why is it still defined as a prison?" She asked in a low voice while lying on Ming Jiuye's back.
"Silly girl, some things are created just to prevent the ascension of the planet. The convenience of some things intensifies human inertia, thus lowering the high-frequency vibration. Do you understand, baby?"
After pondering for a long time, Wuyou said: "I understand, then let's..."
"Our journey is full of fools. My husband has to be busy loving you and caring for you. He is so busy." I have no time, and I really am not in the mood to care about the life and death of others. Apart from you, this world is meaningless to me.
"But...I'm hungry..."
"Huh?" Ming Jiuye put Wuyou down in surprise, turned around and stared at her.
Seeing that he had been sizing her up and not expressing his opinion, Wuyou complained aggrievedly: "Husband, have you forgotten that we haven't eaten yet?"
Could it be that this guy's memory has also deteriorated...
"Baby, are you still hungry after refining the elixir?" Ming Jiuye was even more puzzled now. Although he didn't see the grade of the elixir, how could the Yaowang Sect give ordinary elixirs to Wuyou? To use it, just looking at the special quality of the elixir, it must be of high quality.
"Shouldn't you be hungry?" she asked cutely, taking a step forward.
"Yes, of course I should. It's okay if you don't tell me. My husband is so hungry when you tell me! What do you want to eat, baby?"
Seeing that she finally smiled, Ming Jiuye breathed a sigh of relief and said: What a risk, it almost made her worry about her health again. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m
"I want to eat what my husband cooks."
"Can anything be done?" He would sometimes steal from the side when the ghost slave was cooking. He was confident.
"Yeah, anything is fine!"
"Let's see my husband prepare delicious food for you." The two held hands and walked towards the wooden house built by the ghost slave.
When they arrived at the wooden house, they found that it was empty.
"Where's the ghost?" Don't talk about ghosts, not even a cabbage can be seen.
"Wait a minute!" Ming Jiuye made a flying technique with his hand, and soon several phantoms flew towards him from a distance.
There is a rope tied behind each shadow. (The next page is more exciting!)
The ingredients were tied to ropes like flying kites and floating high in the sky. Wuyou looked at Ming Jiuye puzzledly, and found that his eyes were also full of doubts.
"Meet the emperor! Meet the empress!" The six little ghosts all fell down and knelt on the ground.
Wuyou asked curiously: "Get up, why do you bring the ingredients with you?"
She had just taken a quick look and saw that this unique kite was at least 100 meters tall. She really didn't know how they were able to move around in the dense forest of Changping with all these burdens.
The catering ghost kneeling on the left side of the lower head quickly explained: "Back to the Queen Mother, it is the first time for the children to leave Fengdu. There are beautiful scenery everywhere here. We want to take a walk everywhere, but we are afraid that the Queen Mother will be hungry in the middle of the night. We wonder where we are. You can prepare meals, why not take them with you so that you can use ghost magic to build a stove at any time." After saying that, they both stood up.
"Are you hungry? We'll do it right away." The youngest kid was in charge of washing vegetables, and Wuyou recognized him.
"Put the ingredients down."
At this time, Ming Jiuye interrupted, his expression so gloomy that the meal ghosts trembled and knelt down to beg for mercy.
"Emperor, please spare your life! You guys will never dare to do it again! Never again will you dare..."
"You bunch of idiots, the emperor is giving you a holiday! Why don't you go and play!" Wuyou reminded.
"But the queen is still hungry?" When they were really allowed to play, they had many worries.
"I will cook it." When Ming Jiuye said this, except for Wuyou, the other ghosts were thinking about what dishes to make and were not listening at all.
"My dear, my dear, I'll prepare some delicious food for you first. After that, we'll go play. You don't need to sleep anyway."
"I said to cook it myself, don't you understand?" Ming Jiuye was so angry that Leng Bingbing drank. He just wanted to cook a meal for his wife by himself. These stupid things happened again and again. Acting crazy and acting stupid.
I finally heard what the emperor said clearly, but the meal ghosts were a little reluctant. When they came, the emperors of Yama of the ten palaces came over one by one to warn them.
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run. Only in this way can you survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
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Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly. First\./issued\./updated\./new`..mobile version
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo ho, ho ho!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and search me for me."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
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Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the credit of the ten of us."
