People Are Martial Arts, Drinking Becomes Stronger!

Mo go to pay homage to the thief, don't look for me!"

Looking at the handwriting, it seems to be carved on it with fingernails.

Huang Rong looked at the handwriting on the stone wall, and said in surprise:

"Who left this handwriting, it was carved with fingers, this person is so good ~ powerful claws!"

Jiang Hao said with a light smile: "This person has quite a relationship with you on Peach Blossom Island. He used to be - your father's disciple."

Huang Rong was surprised for a while, and said in amazement: "What? This person is actually a disciple of Peach Blossom Island? What's his name?"

Jiang Hao said softly: "This person's name is Mei Chaofeng. He was originally a disciple of your father Dongxie Huang Yaoshi. Later, together with her senior brother Chen Xuanfeng, he stole the secret book of the Nine Yin Scriptures that your father had treasured before, and defected. On Peach Blossom Island, the two practiced the Martial Arts of the Nine Yin Scriptures and went awry. Qi Deviation, used human skulls to cultivate the Nine Yin and White Bone Claws, but they also cultivated a whole body of magic skills. Rivers and Lakes is called Black Wind Shuangsha, Tong Iron Corpse, notorious!"

When Huang Rong heard this, her jade-like pretty face flushed red with anger. Gritting his teeth, he said: "There are such villains in this world who will avenge their kindness and revenge. They dare to steal the treasures of the master, and even betray the master's sect to bring disaster to the Martial Forest and insult the reputation of my Peach Blossom Island. I must clean up these two people! "

Jiang Hao looked at Huang Rong, who was always as gentle as water or as delicate as a flower. At this time, he rarely showed an angry expression, and couldn't help comforting him softly: "Don't say anything else, it's just that they offended my Rong'er." So angry, I will never let them go!"

When Huang Rong heard this, a touch of emotion flashed in her beautiful eyes, she bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth, and after hesitating for a moment, she took the initiative to stretch out a jade hand and gently held Jiang Hao's hand.

Although he didn't speak, Jiang Hao already felt her heart from Huang Rong's behavior.

He held her hand tightly and said softly:

"Let's go to the desert and clear the door for Peach Blossom Island!"

After the two of them prepared, they embarked on the journey to the desert.

The two traveled on the divine eagle, and after a few days, they arrived at the edge of the desert at the border between Mongolia and Han.

On this day, Jiang Hao and Huang Rong were in mid-air, on the back of the divine sculpture.

Suddenly there was smoke and dust in front of him, the earth shook, and a large group of Mongolian Yuan cavalry came rushing from a distance.

The majestic armored cavalry gathered in a black torrent and rushed forward.

It seems that there are thousands of people and horses, and behind these armored troops, there are horse-drawn carriages.

It contained supplies looted from the border of the Han family, and a large group of Chinese people who were tied up with ropes, most of them were women and children, and most of them were not fully clothed.

On the Mongol-Yuan border, the barbarians often do this, plundering the people of the Celestial Dynasty as slaves, and the men do hard work, while waiting for the women is a more tragic fate.

Today's royal family is weak and incompetent, cruel and loyal, leading to defeat in foreign wars every year, and the people who suffer in the end are the common people.

At this time, Meng Yuan had ravaged the Central Plains for many years, and such a tragic situation had happened many times.

Especially at the border between Mongolia and Han, the cruel Mongolian and Yuan people, like a pack of wolves, sometimes plundered sheep.

They regard the Han people as their long-term canteen, and even cruel acts of massacring a village are by no means rare.

The man who was higher than the wheel was killed, and the remaining children and women were taken back to the tribe as slaves, and they were greeted with heavy labor and more miserable torture.

Huang Rong saw so many cavalry troops and the Han people following behind, seeing the whips raised by these Mongolian knights at them from time to time, and those compatriots trembling under the whipping, the anger in her heart could not be restrained, and her body trembled slightly. Trembling, said urgently: "Hao big brother, let's save these common people!"

Even Jiang Hao, who has always been indifferent and not showing emotions, his eyes are slightly red at this moment, and he said coldly:

"Saving is a natural thing to save, not only to save people, but also to kill those animals!"

While Jiang Hao was speaking, he shook his palm slightly, and while his sleeves were waving, a Crimson's Excalibur "appeared in his hand.

At this moment, the Fire Lin Sword seemed to feel the anger in the master's heart, and blood-red brilliance continuously flowed around his body.

Fire Qilin's scales exude an evil and bloodthirsty atmosphere, it is longing for the blood of the enemy.

Jiang Hao stroked the Huolin Sword lightly, the slightly hot blade, and said softly:

...asking for flowers......

"Huo Lin, today I will let you drink up the blood of the wicked, and use your powerful fire to turn this grassland into ashes!"

Then he looked up to the sky and screamed, jumped off the back of the divine eagle, and turned into a fire Qilin burning with raging fire in the midair.

"What? What the hell is that?"

"Longevity, what did I see?"

"It's the Devil, the Devil who was sealed under the prairie has escaped, run! Run!"

Seeing this scene, the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers, who have always been cruel and bloodthirsty and regard life as nothing, also felt fear for the first time. Seeing such a terrifying scene, they couldn't summon up the courage to fight against it at all, dropped their weapons one after another, and ran behind.

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The prehistoric wild beast burning with crimson flames ran left and right among the chaotic army, as if entering no one's land, the blood of the Mongolian Yuan soldier was burned and evaporated while the fire was burning, and Huo Qilin's sharp claws and fangs blazed , constantly devouring the lives of these Devils.

Every vertical leap of Huo Qilin took away the lives of several soldiers, and in just a moment, he pierced through and burned the thousand-man army.

The ashes of these enemies did not stay, and they dissipated directly between the heaven and the earth.

Even the iron armor they wore was melted into molten iron, turning the grassland under their feet into a purgatory on earth.

"Happy! Happy!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Jiang Hao dissipated all the flames under his body, untied the Calabash from his waist, and drank happily.

The Han people who were tied up at the back saw that the scene of the god descending to the earth just now was actually done by a young man. Everyone was stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

After a long while, he seemed to understand.

They all knelt down towards Jiang Hao, kowtowed reverently, and shouted that the Vulcan Zhu Rong is on top.

They already regarded him in their hearts as Zhu Rong, the God of Fire in the sky, otherwise how could they incarnate into Qilin, the flame just now, and turn thousands of Mongolian barbarians into ashes?

Jiang Hao sighed lightly, brushed the hundreds of Han compatriots up with a flick of his hand, and said softly: "I am not some kind of Vulcan Zhu Rong, nor is it some kind of Devil descended into the world, I am just a Han with the same blood as yours. and perish!"