I Honor

Meeting the Blue Blood Man Again

The twilight hangs over the Guna River, shining a red color, as if blood is flowing endlessly.

The tents that once dominated hundreds of miles away were dismantled, destroyed, and taken away, all of which were bleak and dilapidated.

Cattle, sheep and horse dung are hidden among the weeds, and ominous birdsong echoes everywhere. You can often see dead bodies and leftover debris, which is extremely desolate in the twilight.

Holding the scabbard in his left hand, Meng Qi stood quietly in the ruins of the “Golden Tent”. His feet were filled with fertile soil and overgrown weeds. His mind reflected around him, looking for clues. Maybe the disappearance and death of the several locations was actually Hasullah. What others did.

Suddenly, Meng Qi moved, took a step forward, shrinking his ground into an inch, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived at a dilapidated tent near the Guna River, and opened the door curtain with his right hand.

Whoosh, whoosh, flying needles, iron nails, plum blossom darts and other hidden weapons flew towards his face.

Meng Qi grasped forward with his right hand, and all the shadows of the utensils disappeared, and they all fell into his palm.

Inside the tent were three warriors, two men and one woman, all dressed as people from the Central Plains, in their twenties, all with sad and frightened faces, each holding a long sword, but they were intimidated by Meng Qi’s attack just now, and did not dare to attack.

There was a corpse behind them, the white hair was like silver frost, and the flesh and blood contained great power, but the internal organs and acupoints all over the body were all damaged, and there was nothing but gold and jade inside.

“You were attacked.” Meng Qi asked after inspecting the corpse slightly.

Seeing that the young man dressed in black, with extraordinary appearance, demeanor, and imposing manner, did not make a move. While the three warriors looked at each other, they all saw each other’s happiness and relief.

not the enemy

“Senior Young Hero,” the relatively calm man in blue clasped his hands, “We were indeed attacked. Just before half a cup of tea, my master, my master tried his best to scare the enemy away, but he himself was unlucky. died.”

With a sad face on his face, he wanted to call him “Young Xia” based on his appearance, but he thought that it might be an old monster who pays attention to his appearance, so he changed it to senior.

As soon as he finished speaking, his junior sister’s voice of surprise and joy came from his ear: “Crazy, crazy, but the mad knife Su Shaoxia is in front of you.”

“Crazy Sword” Su Meng’s blue-clothed man stared at him immediately: the long knife like a huge wound, the heroic appearance without makeup, the features repeatedly described in dramas, stories and anecdotes in the world may really be “Crazy Sword”

Meng Qi nodded slightly: “Someone is just in the grassland. I heard that there are many scene casualties near the golden tent, so I came here to check.”

It’s really “Crazy Saber” these two men and a woman are sad and joyful, and their fears and fears are completely diluted. With “Crazy Saber” Su Meng here, he is at ease

The world knows that “Crazy Sword” Su Shaoxia often draws his sword to help when encountering injustice. He is the most chivalrous and courageous, and he will never sit back and watch his fellow martial artists be slaughtered by the enemy.

Moreover, he is currently ranked twenty-fourth on the list, and he is the top figure if he does not show his dharma body. Meeting the leftist giants and other big shots is enough to calm down the situation. The world is so big, there are few things that he can’t solve, no matter how bad it is, he can leave with his life.

It’s true that there is no unparalleled road, and at the most critical time, they actually met the Qingtian Baiyuzhu, Jiahai Zijinliang, and the three heroes of the rivers and lakes were very lucky.

Concentrating on it, the delicate woman in a green skirt cupped her hands and said: “Young Master Su, the Golden Tent is so strange, the enemy that my teacher encountered just now is invisible. Like ghosts, they only have to parry and have no power to fight back, so we have to guard against them. ”

Wuying Wuxing Meng Qi has encountered and heard of many Wuying Wuxing enemies, and his vigilance is still undiminished. The old god is here: “You guys tell me what happened in detail.”

The calm man in blue hurriedly said: “Back to Su Shaoxia, we are from the rivers and lakes near Changle, and our teacher, Mo Shaotian, the iron-backed Canglong, is somewhat famous. I heard that the sect’s family sent a strong The hunters hunted down the masters of the prairie, inspired by the past hatred, and led us deep into the prairie, one is to avenge the hatred of the past invasion of the south, and the other is to let us brothers and sisters learn more and sharpen.”

Judging from the body. Meng Qi, who has the level of a first-class expert, nodded slightly, signaling for the other party to continue talking.

“On the way. Our teachers have taught us to do what we can, not to provoke the top and above powerhouses. We have encountered a few battles, and we have been safe and sound, and we have gradually reached the golden tent.” The man in blue thought for a while, and gritted his teeth According to the truth, “The reason why I came to the Golden Tent was because I heard that the Golden Tent Warriors and the Longevity Sect Shaman left in a hurry that day, and only took away things that were easy to take away. We can’t help being a little bit greedy.”

“If you are greedy for treasures, you can do what you can.” Meng Qi did not despise it.

As far as he knew, Qu Jiuniang turned her grief into motivation and followed the “Fairy of Ice” Ye Yuqi to the Golden Tent in the first batch, and searched for countless treasures.How many treasures do you know.

And for the world’s major events and my own family’s hidden worries, I ran around here and there, and I didn’t come to the golden tent until this time. I have long given up hope of getting anything, and the leftovers I can find will not be very good.

After the fall of Daman and the disappearance of Guldo, the Golden Tent Warriors and the Longevity Sect shaman who stayed behind measured the large formation here, and found that it could only temporarily block Mr. Lu Da, the Earth Immortal, not counting Gao Lan, He Qi, and Su Wuming. Waiting for the dharma body, so they made a decisive decision and broke it into parts. They took the treasure house and the magic soldier “Shooting Bow” who suppressed the Golden Tent in the past and fled into the depths of the grassland, hiding each other without leaving behind.

Due to the urgency of the matter and the haste, many fragmentary and relatively less precious treasures were not taken away.

But if you really want to gain a lot, you have to find one of the Golden Horde Warriors and the Longevity Teaching Shaman

The man in blue nodded gratefully, and continued: “When we came to the Golden Tent, there had been a few days in a row that the strong outside scene had disappeared or died tragically. The master made some inquiries and decided to leave immediately through the Golden Tent. Every tent met the invisible and terrible enemy”

Suddenly, he saw Meng Qi pressed his right hand and closed his mouth immediately. He felt that the entire ruins of the golden tent were extremely silent, even the ominous birdsong stopped abruptly, and there was no breath of life. At the same time, there seemed to be a burst of A gust of wind blew by, making people shudder, and there was a coolness from the soles of the feet.

“A friend who is good at earth escape is approaching.” Meng Qi held the knife in his hand, his right hand naturally drooped, and his expression was calm, as if he was talking about his parents.

Everything was quiet, and there was nothing in the sensory field. Meng Qi actually didn’t find the enemy’s whereabouts. The opponent’s evasion method seemed to be very subtle and magical, but after he practiced the “Wuji Seal”, he had a close-to-fine understanding of the power of the earth between heaven and earth. Be sure, the insignificant changes and fluctuations are like hallucinations, but they are real.

Meng Qi paced towards the edge of the tent, and said loudly: “Which friend is coming, please come out for a while.”

The sound echoed, and the surroundings were quiet, without any change.

I really didn’t realize that Meng Qi raised his right foot and took a step forward.

The blue-clothed man and the others felt the ground shaking, with Crazy Dao’s right foot as the center, waves of soil spread in all directions, like undulating yellow dragons, thirty feet in front of them, the grassland split open, and a figure “sprayed” out.

The figure flickered and rushed to the side, as if wanting to take advantage of the earth to escape again and pull out a safe distance.

At this moment, he saw “Crazy Saber” Su Meng take another step, like stepping on a hand, the “soft” ground suddenly became as hard as steel

when

He slammed into the “steel ground” headlong, making himself a little dizzy, and hurriedly rolled to the side.

Then, he saw the world-famous long knife in his sight.

“Someone is not easy to kill, why bother to hide?” Meng Qi said peacefully with his long knife slanted.

In front of him was an old beggar who was carrying nine sacks and was covered in mud all over his body. There was a bit of murderous intent in his brows.

The old beggar took a few steps back without moving his expression: “This old man is used to hiding in the dark.”

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly looked to the side, feeling an inexplicable killing intent in the world.

Then, he saw “Frenzied Saber” Su Meng breathing fire all over his body, golden and shining, as if turning into a big sun, and invisible objects in the distance condensed, showing an old and ordinary old man with only nine fingers old man.

“So it was you.” Meng Qi turned to look at the old man.

Gao Qianyuan, a blue-blooded man related to Donghai Jianzhuang

Gao Qianyuan looked at Meng Qi coldly: “I didn’t expect you to be equal to this old man.”

While speaking, he subconsciously looked at the depths of the golden tent, and there seemed to be something hidden there. To be continued.

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