Fantasy: Starting From Being In A Desperate Situation And Running Around As Escorts

Haotian Sect, main altar.

Many people have been killed in the past few days.

Yunran also had dreams for several days in a row.

actually is not dreaming about killing people.

A general who has achieved great success will be riddled with bones. If he can reach this position, he will be riddled with bones.

She dreamed of the dark-faced young man riding a fast horse.

Freely galloping between heaven and earth, the body is like an unruly boat, floating freely on the rivers and lakes.

When I woke up, there was nothing.

"drive!"

The cold wind became stronger and stronger, and the rain came fiercely. In just a moment, the water on the ground covered my feet.

The rivers and lakes are far away, in the wilderness, but there is not even a place to hide from the rain.

Finally, an octagonal pavilion appeared in front.

It doesn't block the wind, but it can block some rain.

Li Changshou reined in his horse and stopped.

Zhu Minghe sat in the pavilion, shivering from the cold.

The black horse lay in front of Li Changshou, and Li Changshou checked the wounds left on its body.

The wound has scabbed over, so it seems to be nothing serious.

"Ah sneeze!"

Li Changshou sneezed inexplicably.

Wind chill? Your body is not so fragile that you will get sick just from being caught in the rain.

Li Changshou took out a piece of dried bacon from his arms and chewed it carefully.

The raindrops formed a line, pouring down from the sky overwhelmingly as if the sky had collapsed.

As the saying goes, "There is a thunder under the feet of tourists, and the crowd is full of stubborn clouds that cannot be cleared away."

Li Changshou sat down cross-legged, feeling angry in his heart.

The Xuanjia Gong taught to him by the old Taoist.

Let the Spiritual Qi slowly accumulate in the body, return to Dantian, and circulate throughout the body according to the rules of the opening and closing of the Qi machine.

The foundation of Xuanjia Gong, combined with the Qi Circulation inscription.

The Xuanjia Gong taught to him by the old Taoist could not allow him to enter the Qi Refining stage.

Its main function is to make Li Changshou's body easier to seize.

But to a certain extent, it did take Li Changshou's Qi Refining skills to a higher level.

This change can be well noticed when practicing "Qi Circulation Inscription".

According to the "Qi Circulation Inscription", when the Qi Circulation Inscription reaches the ninth level, you will have the opportunity to hit the Qi Refining stage.

Li Changshou also carried three Qi Refining pills with him.

He Martial Dao is now in the second realm.

So I am a little curious about what kind of experience it will be like for a Qi Refining practitioner to join Qi Refining.

But according to what Yunran said, he has Talent in Martial Dao.

In terms of Qi Refining, it is not very good.

Qi Circulation Ming has only reached the seventh floor now, and is still some distance away from the ninth floor.

There's no rush, I'll do it if I can, and don't force it if I can't...

Zhu Minghe hugged his body with his hands, shivering from the cold, and said tremblingly.

"Everything in the world goes with the flow, but only a dream comes to pass."

Li Changshou suddenly opened his eyes and looked forward.

.......

In the deep mountains and old forests, the most terrifying thing is not the wild beasts or poisonous insects.

Instead, bandits rustled their horses, and suddenly there was bright red blood on the muddy road that was splashed by water.

Bodies lay scattered in the rain.

These were two carriages, with a large flag lowered by the rain.

He wrote to a certain escort agency, and the body on the ground must be the escort's escort.

The heavy rain soon washed away the blood stains.

More than a dozen horse thieves were examining the fallen body.

This carriage is no ordinary stagecoach.

The style is obviously that of an official. This is a Tang Dynasty official who retired and returned to his hometown.

He was an upright person in the officialdom, so he offended many people.

In today's officialdom of the Tang Dynasty, if you can't be like the light, there will be only a dead end.

On the way back home, he was ambushed by thieves who had laid an ambush early.

Even though the official had already prepared to hire a bodyguard, he could not escape the murderous hand and the entire family was killed.

The leader of the bandit only had half of his face. When he was a gangster in his early years, he was attacked by a tiger in the forest. He narrowly escaped with his life, but half of his face was missing.

Therefore, Jiang Hu is called "half-faced" because he is bloodthirsty and easy to kill.

There is No. 1 in the Northern Green Forest.

This time, he was ordered by an enemy of this official to set up an ambush here.

Half of his face looked at a disheveled woman on the ground, full of regret.

"Damn, she was a fierce woman. She bit her tongue and committed suicide. Daddy lost all interest."

"Don't be in a hurry, boss. We'll have some fun when we get to the town ahead."

"We can't play anymore. It's important to find someone. Master Wan has spoken."

The Wan Ye he talks about is Jia Wan, the big man in the green forest in the north.

Lightning flashed in the air, and the branches rattled in the wind.

More than ten thieves drew their horses and walked away for a while.

In a pavilion not far away, I saw two people and a horse.

"Let's go! Go and take shelter from the rain." Half face said.

Soon, the thieves surrounded the pavilion.

Ordinary people would be so frightened when they saw more than ten fast horses, all of them men holding various weapons in their hands, and they were in the wilderness.

A horse thief dismounted and spat.

"Two short-lived ghosts, how much money they have on them.

If there are too many, maybe I can spare your life! "

I didn't pay much attention to the half face at first, but a pair of fierce and experienced eyes glanced over, and suddenly there was a murmur in my heart.

The young man sitting cross-legged in the pavilion looked ordinary and had no killing intent on him.

It was just a pair of eyes that made him a little concerned.

He pulled the horse thief in front of him to the back with one hand, and his eyes fell on the other person.

Suddenly he frowned, half of his face showed extraordinary eyesight.

Although I only saw the portrait of Zhu Minghe once, I remembered the general appearance clearly.

But, he didn’t wait for him to speak.

I felt my arms were empty and I came back to my senses.

The portrait wrapped in waterproof oil paper was already in the hands of the other party.

The eyes on half of the face changed and flashed fiercely.

Li Changshou looked at the portrait of Zhu Minghe on the oil paper, and he could get a seventy-eighth likeness.

He raised his head and glanced at half of his face.

"Half a face?"

All of a sudden the thieves' bows, swords and guns were raised.

Half of his face said in a deep voice: "Little brother, shake your hair."

Li Changshou remained motionless and shrugged his shoulders slightly.

A Rakshasa mask appears on the face.

The expression on half of his face changed again, and he subconsciously stepped back half step.

"...Rakshasa face..."

The name Rakshasa Face is unknown in the spiritual world, but it is famous in the underworld, especially in the northern underworld.

Those in the spiritual world belong to a class with high social status and are considered immortals by ordinary people.

People in the underworld are like fish. People have moral principles and etiquette. Even if they are sanctimonious, they still have to put on a pretense.

Fish don’t have so many rules, The Weak are Prey to the Strong.

If they were really capable, no one would want to be a fish, but a so-called immortal.

Half of his face took a deep breath, and his hand was already on the simple knife at his waist.

The arrows of the four long bows were pointed at Li Changshou, waiting for an order.

As the old saying goes, "Situation changes with the heart, appearance comes from the heart."

Half of the face has vulture-like eyes, and the eyebrows are yellow and interrupted.

Judging from his appearance, he is a fierce and violent person.

Half Face has been fearless since he was a child. When talking to people, he will become anxious if he doesn't go well with one or two sentences.

They even drew their swords against each other.

Over the years, he has only served Jia Wan, the great man of the northern underworld.

He had heard the name of the Rakshasa ghost, but now that he had seen it, he thought it was nothing.

Who doesn't have two shoulders carrying one head.