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The spear that came was thrown out with a "swish", causing a big splash of water.

He pulled out the spear with force again, and did not take the fish off the spear. Instead, he inserted two spears on the left and right beside the fire, and mounted the spear with the fish on it.

Lin Xingtao was about to stop and said, "Don't you need to cut open the belly of the fish to remove the gall or something?"

So Wang Ying pulled the fish off again and squatted on the ground to clean it.

Lin Xingtao watched him fish quietly, and he had the illusion that he was not leading troops but farming.

Not far away, the team had set up the stoves, and the smoke was filling the air.

He looked at it for a long time, then got up and walked to the river by himself.

Luo Shui's dragon veins were at his feet, and the invisible white air rose from the soles of his feet to his head, making his practice more and more advanced.

He drew out his long sword, poured in his true energy, and swung it towards Luo Shui.

After a few flashes of light, a small fish surfaced.

Lin Xingtao's young face turned slightly red. He never expected that he would only get a small fish half the size of his hand after such a fierce operation.

Picking up the small fish, he sat back facing Wang Ying.

Wang Ying stretched out his hand and motioned to give him the fish.

But Lin Xingtao said he would support himself.

He took his sword and opened the belly of the fish.

Suddenly a white light flashed before his eyes.

I saw a silk book lying inside the pink fish belly.

Lin Xingtao took a breath of air.

The author has something to say: Set fire to the mountains and sit in jail - think of the Huanong brothers.

There is also a silk book in the fish belly, you know which one it is, haha.

Chapter 21 Luck and Fate (18)

White light flashed, and a white silk book lay quietly inside the pink fish belly. There were words on the book.

The fire burned and made a "pop" sound.

Wang Ying, who was cleaning the belly of the fish, looked up, and the firelight reflected his calm features.

He immediately lowered his head and pretended not to see anything.

Lin Xingtao was startled and clutched the silk book tightly, turning his head to observe in the grass next to the fire.

Fortunately, no foxes jumped out and shouted, "Perish, King Taotao." Even if there was Lin Xingtao, he would have to be kicked back. The people who wanted to be rich and noble with him were still in the Sheriff's Mansion.

God damn, the world has been suffering for a long time, Taotao Luoshui Township revolted.

Lin Xingtao opened the silk book, but it was not about uprising, but the words:

"Those who wish to obtain the cauldron cannot make a forest by themselves."

It means that if you want to win the tripod, one person cannot do it. nonsense.

He threw the silk book into the fire, and the smell of burnt feathers echoed.

Mixed with the not so fragrant aroma of grilled fish.

He took the grilled fish from Wang Ying and started eating, while the soldiers not far away had already finished eating and put away the stove.

The sky was getting dark and the atmosphere was deep. Wang Ying didn't say anything. He was the kind of character who didn't talk much without being asked.

Finally, Lin Xingtao took a bite of the fish and asked him, "When did you join the army?"

"Going back to Your Highness, I have been under the command of King Luo for as long as I can remember."

These words left Lin Xingtao speechless. He dared to love King Luo and play with him to cultivate him.

"Where are the others?"

"Same." Wang Ying's answer was not too distant but definitely not intimate.

Lin Xingtao thought to himself: It turns out this is an army of orphans.

It’s quite common in novels for a group of orphans to have no home and be taken in and trained by big shots to become deadpools or something like that.

Lin Xingtao is considered an orphan in this world.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the sky.

Thousands of stars twinkled overhead, while the silent sky grew higher and higher, giving people a sense of the vastness of their thoughts.

Lin Xingtao thought, if he really had a natal star, he would hope that the star would be called——

Earth.

He asked Wang Ying: "Which martial arts star is yours?"

There was no calm reply from Wang Ying in his ears, only the sudden sound of wind.

In Lin Xingtao's sight, a star burst out with bright light.

He turned his head.

Wang Ying had already stood up, waving his spear in his hand, and a layer of light from the stars fell on his face, his shoulders, his arms, and the tops of his boots.

The iron spear tip shone into brilliant light spots around him due to its excessive speed.

He suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance, and the light spot in the corner of his eye swam into a glowing fish.

"Your Highness, there is an enemy attack."

He reminded in a deep voice, inserting the spear into the ground.

There seemed to be power traveling along the earth's crust, and after a burst of explosions, frightened screams were heard in the distance.

Lin Xingtao stood up violently and shouted: "Tiger and Leopard Army obey orders!"

The atmosphere was condensed.

"kill!"

Needless to say, the originally motionless Tiger and Leopard Army immediately seemed like tigers coming out of the cage, turning into an endless black shadow passing in front of Lin Xingtao.

Overwhelming.

What Lin Xingtao saw when he turned on the Qi-gazing method was that the black energy turned into a fierce tiger and easily extinguished a ball of white energy like loose sand.

In the dark night, the sound of swords and guns piercing flesh and blood was like a dull song.

Blood filled the sky.

Lin Xingtao turned to Wang Ying, who was waiting beside him.

A lot of black energy lingered around Wang Ying's body, wrapping him up like a demon coming out of the darkness.

The black energy was so strong that other aspects of his own energy could not be seen at all.

Wang Ying looked into the distance, his eyes flashing in the dark night.

The fighting in the distance subsided, and the enemy troops were either dead or fleeing. He suddenly pursed his lips, raised his spear, pointed it at the sky, and threw it hard.

This time he said: "Your Highness, Wu Quxing is there."

The spear streaked across the night sky like a meteor, catching the light of a star, and then suddenly fell, with terrifying power, piercing the rebels' protective starlight and shaking them to pieces.

Lin Xingtao raised his head, then lowered it again.

Even though Wang Ying said so, the black energy on his body and the black energy of other Tiger and Leopard Army did not gather on Lin Xingtao.

The black energy just formed a line and drilled into the military token he carried.

Without the military token, he had no authority to command this army.

"I didn't see it clearly--"

Before he finished speaking, a little gold floated in front of his eyes.

In this dark night, it was so gorgeous that people forgot to breathe.

Whose golden noble energy was it? Or the energy of the gods?

Something cold gently leaned against Lin Xingtao's legs.

He turned around suddenly and looked at the dark river.

A small white dragon swam in the river.

Then the dragon disappeared, replaced by a child with a delicate and beautiful appearance.

He drowned in the river, and the ribbon of the crown and white hair flew away.

His face was gleaming, and his pair of glass-colored eyes stared at Lin Xingtao without blinking.

Lin Xingtao didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, and he was about to make a spell with his fingers.

"I am Luoshui Hebo, and follow me." The voice was like pearls falling on a jade plate.

He didn't speak, but the voice was clearly transmitted to Lin Xingtao's mind.

An irresistible force pulled Lin Xingtao's arm and took him to the river.

Wang Ying rushed over to pull him, but was taken into the water by the powerful force.

The river water was icy cold.

Lin Xingtao blew bubbles, and the face of a child who called himself Hebo appeared in front of him.

Hebo looked straight into Lin Xingtao's stunned eyes, until Lin Xingtao found that he could breathe under the water, calmed down and examined his own situation, and then said:

"Heaven and earth listen!"

"Luoshui Hebo wishes here: when the water flows, there will be dragon energy and clouds floating!"

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Xingtao's little dragon woke up, opened his golden eyes, and there was dragon energy floating on the top.

"There are two people who want to see the tripod!"

"Those without protection will be deeply frightened and confused--

Struggle, struggle, stop, stop, and hang their lives on the tree!"

The black-clothed Taoist who was walking slowly on the road suddenly narrowed his eyes, felt a pain in his heart, and vomited a mouthful of black blood.

"Those with protection will be clear and bright, and their minds will be clear--

Strive, strive, strive, thrive, and thrive, and try to flow in the river!"

The voice was like ripples, echoing in circles under the water.

Wang Ying, who was holding the shoulders of the Ninth Prince tightly, was surprised to see his eyes lit up with brilliant gold.

Glittering.

Its nobility and timelessness could not be eroded by the cold river water.

And Lin Xingtao opened his eyes wide, and in a trance he saw thousands of rays of light and the sun and the moon running parallel.

He understood that this was what King Luo had mentioned before, that He Bo would help him find the tripod.

He calmed down and cooperated with He Bo's actions.

Then he saw his purple dragon swimming down from his head and landing in front of him.

So his consciousness rode on the dragon and walked with the light.

Forward, forward!

The sun and the moon are guiding the direction!

Luck is paving the way!

Gods are shouting back the monsters!

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The divine objects should not be hidden, but should shine for the people with destiny!

As the scene changed, Lin Xingtao saw a small tripod, buried in the dark mud, emitting a faint light in the darkness. It seemed that there was a stream of water washing over it.

He blinked again, and the scene in front of him disappeared. He Bo gently pushed him away.

"Go and look for it."

He Bo paused, a little puzzled look appeared in his eyes, and said: "Strange, the breath on your body is very familiar to me."

——

Lin Xingtao woke up suddenly.

He was lying in a tent, with a faint light coming in and shining into his eyes.

It was already morning.

He felt warm, not at all the icy coldness of falling into the water.

He lifted the blanket, put on the clothes that someone had taken off and dried, and pulled open the curtain.

The sky was bright, and the view was clear.

The Tiger and Leopard Army stood in front of the camp, and there were piles of corpses in the distance.

He slept all night, and they had dealt with several waves of enemies overnight?

Fortunately, he was not woken up. Did he sleep like a pig?

He rubbed his head, which was a little painful for some reason, and shouted: "Wang Ying!"

Wang Ying stepped out and handed out dry food.

Lin Xingtao was surprised to find that his face looked a little tired.

It seems that the enemies last night were not so easy to deal with.

After finishing breakfast and physiological problems, Lin Xingtao closed his eyes to sense the direction of the small tripod.

There was a qi in the distance, and he walked a few steps to the south and could feel the qi getting slightly stronger.

It should take two or three days to get there.

I don’t know what’s going on with Prince Luo, whether there’s a fight.

Are Bu Guozi, Dale, Qingqing and the others all right? Have they been affected by the war...

He looked around and didn’t see anything special, so he simply got on his horse and said:

“Let’s go!”

The Tiger and Leopard Army responded with a roar.

——

Wang Ying grabbed the Ninth Prince’s shoulders and pulled him to the river bank.

The cold water dripped down his armor, and the bone marrow ached when the cool wind blew.

He exerted force, and with a “bang”, the Ninth Prince’s head hit the armor on his waist and abdomen.

Wang Ying looked at the Ninth Prince who had fainted and turned pale, and silently put him next to the fire.

At this time, the wind blew, and the embers in the fire suddenly scattered.

A corner of white appeared in the black ash.

The silk book that should have been completely burned actually had some fragments left.

Wang Ying paused slightly, bent down to pick it up, and put it together.

Then the characters were connected: "The one who got the tripod is Lin."

Who is Lin?

Wang Ying concentrated on thinking for a moment, and hid the silk book in his armor.

Maybe it was someone from Zhang Kuangji's side.

The one who got the tripod should be Luo Wang, and the one with the surname Lin must be killed first.

The author has something to say:　　Javelin thrower Wang Ying came on stage, and he beat the friendly army!

Friendly army (actually not): Oh my god, my head hurts, my head hurts.

The classical Chinese part was randomly adapted from "Heshui Longmen" and "Tiantian Xuanji". I forgot to mention the previous chapters, which are from "Yin Fu Jing".

Chapter 22 Qiyun Fate (XIX)

Along the Luoshui River from north to south, three days.

During this period, Lin Xingtao not only absorbed the dragon veins, but also learned martial arts from Wang Ying.

It's just that Wang Ying is good at spearmanship, but Lin Xingtao is not happy to learn it - since ancient times, spearmen