Too Reckless

Thunderbolt—

Muffled thunder bursts, like the drums of the gods above Jiuxiao.

Deep in the mountains and forests, more than a dozen young men and women, carrying bamboo baskets, were walking on the trail flooded with weeds.

Zuo Lingquan walked at the forefront with a saber in hand, cutting dead vines and weeds along the way to clear the road, sometimes looking up at the gloomy sky.

"There are still 20 miles left, so work harder, you can rest for a night when you get there, and continue to tell you about "A Chinese Ghost Story"..."

"Senior Brother Zuo, don't be so terrifying, so scared that Junior Sister Zhou always wants to dive into your arms..."

"Hahaha…"

"Oh, you..."

The distance from Xiongxiusziling to Qihuang Valley is about 100 li in a straight line, but all the way over mountains and mountains, detours and rivers down, it takes more than 300 li of mountain roads to say, back and forth every three days, more than 200 li every day.

Although the journey is a bit long, the group of people are all practitioners, and they can bear it when they stop and rest along the way.

Seeing that the distance to Heixiazi Mountain is still more than ten miles away, and when they arrive, they can rest for a night and turn back. Many disciples are relieved.

Wang Rui, who was walking beside Zuo Lingquan, even joked:

"Senior Brother Zuo, when I was just collecting the medicine, I heard a few of my sisters and sisters talk privately, as if they were going to sleepwalk at night and lie in your bed. You must hold on to it, and you can't be sorry for the princess. If you can't hold it, you cough. With a bang, I'll take the juniors out and avoid them first..."

The last time he was in danger in Changqing Mountain, Wang Rui almost lost his life in Shekou. Fortunately, in the end, there was no danger and only suffered a few scratches.

No matter what Xihuanggu thinks about the act of taking risks and saving people, Wang Rui, as the party concerned, naturally takes this feeling in his heart; although he almost chopped off his legs with a knife, he still has lingering fears, but he is not grateful for it. Cut in half.

After that, Wang Rui had only two impressions of Zuo Lingquan, one was 'righteousness' and the other was 'ruthless', and the title naturally became senior brother.

Facing Wang Rui's nonsense, Zuo Lingquan raised the corner of his mouth:

"Your words were heard by the princess. In the future, there will be many small yellow gates outside the Zhengyuan Palace."

"Isn't this a private chat? In fact, in my opinion, Her Royal Highness is not as strong as rumored, and she is really moved by Senior Brother Zuo..."

…

While chatting casually, a group of people walked into a small basin with flat terrain, and Xiongxiusziling also appeared at the end of the rainforest.

The road on the mountain tour is very boring, maybe ten times back and forth will not come across anything worth talking about. The journey was smooth and smooth, and we were about to arrive at the turning point. The dozen or so disciples relaxed their vigilance, and even went to the woods ahead of time to find dry vine branches that were not soaked by the rain, which they would use to make a fire for cooking later.

Wang Rui was more talkative. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan didn't want to talk about the relationship between children, he turned around and made fun of his junior sister.

Zuo Lingquan has been immersed in sword training for fourteen years, and he has developed the habit of doing things without thinking. Although he occasionally interjects a few gossips, his eyes have always been on the shadows of the rainforest.

Most of the line of sight obscured by the dense tree canopy, the surrounding is dead silent, except for the voice of the disciples, there is only the sound of rain, as if there is no living thing in the entire dense rainforest.

Zuo Lingquan didn't notice anything at first, but as he walked, he felt something was wrong, and raised his hand:

"Silence."

The disciples often go out to patrol the mountains, and they have long developed the habit of prohibition. Men and women hold their breaths at the same time, and touch the swords they carry.

As a result, only the sound of rain remained in the entire basin.

Wang Rui held the hilt of the sword, leaned to Zuo Lingquan's side, and glanced at the surrounding dense forest:

"Brother Zuo, what's wrong?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't hear any movement, but that's why he felt strange:

"It's too quiet. There's no sound in the whole forest. It's not logical."

After Wang Rui's reminder, he realized that something was wrong.

Changqing Mountain is a barren mountain and wild ridge. Although vicious beasts are not common, there are snakes, worms, birds and beasts everywhere. Even if it rains, it is impossible to be so quiet that there is no sound at all.

When this happens, it's usually because there are some beasts in the mountains and forests, so that the birds and beasts living here don't dare to cry.

The purpose of the mountain patrol is not only to collect natural materials and treasures, but also to hunt and drive away the beasts that ran to the periphery of Changqing Mountain. Seeing the situation, Wang Rui said:

"Do you want me to explore the way?"

Zuo Lingquan held a long sword and listened carefully to the surrounding wind and grass. After waiting for a long time, still no movement, he raised his hand and said:

"Wang Rui followed me to explore the road. Others stopped and stood guard. If there was trouble, immediately retreat."

More than a dozen young disciples, all of whom have been taught by their seniors how to deal with dangerous situations, formed a circle when they heard the words, guarding against all directions.

Zuo Lingquan took Wang Rui and walked lightly along the forest path. He also took out the worry-free charm that Jiang Yi gave him.

However, the worry-free talisman can only be stimulated by the infuriating energy of the person using the amulet, and it will surround the whole body; if it is stimulated by the white jade baht, it will only stop in place without attracting the target, so it cannot be used in advance and can only be held in the hand. Waiting for the opportunity.

The light in the rain forest was dim, and the prosperous trees blocked most of the sight. The two of them could not walk more than ten steps before leaving the sight of many young disciples.

Wang Rui still had lingering fears about what happened last time. He walked carefully and said in a low voice:

"Don't run into Chimpanzee again, this time there's no Master Wu..."

"Don't plant the flag."

"Huh? Well, it's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided. When we do meet, Senior Brother Zuo can just leave..."

"I have my own measure, stop talking."

"Oh."

Wang Rui smiled and said nothing. He carefully inspected the surroundings with his sword in hand.

The two cautiously walked forward for nearly a hundred steps, and the surroundings were still silent and there was nothing unusual.

As the saying goes, "When things go wrong, there must be demons." Zuo Lingquan is cautious, and he also remembered Jiang Yi's advice. After finding that he couldn't figure out the reason, he didn't continue to explore the way, and said:

"Don't go to Xiongxiaoziling anymore, go back and report to the uncle, and let the uncles come to deal with it."

Wang Rui also found it a little strange, so he nodded to this, but just as the two were about to turn back, a noise suddenly came from behind:

"There is movement in the northeast..."

"It's Mo Biao, run quickly..."

Wang Rui's face turned pale when he heard the words coming from afar.

Mo Biao is a rare spiritual beast. Although 'evil beast' and 'spirit beast' are both beasts, most of the beasts refer to beasts whose bodies change after eating rare and exotic herbs. They only have hunting instinct and intelligence. Not high.

Spirit beasts are naturally rare beasts, just like the huge white crane in the Phoenix Valley, their intelligence and growth are far beyond ordinary beasts.

Although the physical quality of spirit beasts is not necessarily better than that of fierce beasts, in terms of the degree of danger, wild spirit beasts are definitely higher than fierce beasts, because spirit beasts know how to think and analyze the situation.

"I've suffered, get rid of the tiger and leave the mountain, go back quickly."

Wang Rui hurriedly turned around and ran to and fro, trying to help the younger brother and sister who were raided by the beasts.

As the leader of the mountain patrol team, Zuo Lingquan naturally returned quickly.

But just as the two of them were striding and running more than ten steps in the rainforest, a voice suddenly came from the side:

"look here!"

The voice is relatively old, but it must be a human voice.

Zuo Lingquan and Wang Rui were shocked when they heard the sound, and instinctively turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

I saw more than ten steps to the left, under a towering tree, I don't know when there was a figure in a black cloak.

The figure's left hand is holding a gesture, the right hand is held high, and in his hand is a bronze mirror with a mahogany frame.

Just as Zuo Lingquan turned his head, the bronze mirror suddenly lit up with a dazzling white light, illuminating the surrounding area.

The twilight rain shrouded the dense forest, the light in the forest was dim, and the bright white awn of the bronze mirror was like a sun suddenly appeared in the dark night, turning the trees and flowers into a blazing white color.

Although the white light disappeared in a flash, Zuo Lingquan and Wang Rui had been walking in the jungle for a long time, and they had already adapted to the dim environment; they were caught off guard by the dazzling white light, and in an instant, the whole world was only white...

"Hold-"

"It was..."

…

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There was a noise, and the dark rainforest was densely covered in an instant.

There were six people in the Hundred Sacred Valley, wearing black cloaks and standing scattered in the shadows.

Nangong Xin was holding a talisman clip, like a teacher holding a scroll in his hand. When he saw Zhao Ze driving the beast to drive away the remaining disciples in Xihuang Valley, he asked in a puzzled way:

"It's enough to kill them together, why bother to separate them?"

"I can't expose the existence of my Hundred Sacred Valley. This child will die at the hands of the beasts, and will be planted on Fuyi Mountain. The traces on the scene will have to be dealt with later. Too many people will easily leave behind them."

Seeing this, Nangong Xin didn't say more, and let Zhao Ze go to drive him away, while he watched the movement in the depths of the jungle.

The other side.

Ancestor Qianto held the magic weapon ‘Golden Light Mirror’, and after blinding the eyes of the two of them, the sword Wuye, which was hidden between the tree crowns, showed his figure; although he had only refined his qi at the eighth level, the cyan sword qi was already visible on the blade.

Tu Yang held the 'Elephant King Shield' in his left hand and the 'God Fighting Mace' in his right hand, which was also the standard configuration of the disciples of the Iron Arrow House. The tenth level of martial arts is enough to make the true energy clearly manifest, and the round shield glows with yellow light, and an elephant head is vaguely visible.

Yamazawa Yexiu, who may have an average cultivation level, is not comparable to the immortal master Miao Zhenggen, but his experience of bullying the weak is definitely not comparable to a disciple of the immortal who grew up under the protection of the sect. Either don't make a shot, and a shot must be a thunderous situation, where will it give the opponent a chance to backhand.

Seeing that the two were blinded by the golden mirror, Tu Yang held the elephant king shield and took the lead in striding towards Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were temporarily blinded by the flash of white light, but the moment he was hit, he knew something was wrong.

stomping-

The heavy footsteps approached quickly, like a bull rushing from the side.

Zuo Lingquan listened to the sound to identify the position, determined Tu Yang's position, and without hesitation, crushed the worry-free amulet that wrapped Bai Yuzhu, and threw it to the side.

As soon as the snow-white talisman was shot, it unfolded in the air, and the broken white jade baht was absorbed in the middle of the complex incantation, and the five-color streamer merged into it, and the incantation also lit up.

Zuo Lingquan's reaction was not unpleasant, but the six people in the Hundred Sacred Valley besieged him, and he had long expected that Zuo Lingquan would have something to save his life.

Tu Yang didn't attack at all, but protected him with a round shield, deliberately charging forward with a surprising momentum, attracting his opponent to brighten his protective Noble Phantasm.

The sword above has no leaves, so he hides his voice and looks for an opportunity to kill with one hit.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan throwing the worry-free talisman to the side, Jian Wuye no longer hesitated, borrowing strength from the tree trunk, the speed skyrocketed and the sword stabbed Zuo Lingquan in the back of the head.

Tu Yang rammed directly into the Wuyou Talisman to prevent the Talisman from blocking the sword Wuye above.

When the two attacked together, they were sure to kill.

But unfortunately, the two still underestimated Zuo Lingquan's reaction speed.

The moment Zuo Lingquan threw the worry-free talisman, he heard the sound of breaking wind coming from the back and above, without thinking in his mind, his legs were already stretched, and then the whole person rose to the ground, instead of dodging, he raised his hand with a sword, He stabbed the sword Wuye that fell from above.

I am afraid that only Wu Qingwan knows how fast Zuo Lingquan's sword is.

The cultivator of the twelfth level of qi refining, when he was prepared, was caught off guard from getting his clothes pierced; the eighth level of qi refining Jian Wuye, no matter how rich his experience was, how could he be comparable to Wu Qingwan.

Especially this sword, it was Zuo Lingquan's counterattack with his life hanging by a thread.

A poor animal bites, and even a rabbit can kick a dead eagle in a desperate situation, not to mention Zuo Lingquan.

Jian Wuye attacked from above with a long sword in hand, his body was still in the air, and he felt a flower in front of him. The young man in black who was standing on the ground just now suddenly jumped upside down in front of him!

!

Jian Wuye's eyes changed suddenly, and he saw the young man in black leaning his head back and looking at where he was; his eyes were blinded by the golden mirror and could not see, but his eyes were still locked in his position, his eyes were cold He was sharp-edged again, as if looking at a dead man.

What shocked Jian Wuye even more was that the long sword in the right hand of the black-clothed young man shot behind him, but came first.

Poof—

bang—

Two voices, one big and one small, sounded simultaneously in the dense forest.

Tu Yang dashed forward with a shield, and when he approached Zuo Lingquan's position, the white talisman suspended in mid-air exploded on its own.

An air wave visible to the naked eye hit the surrounding area, the flowers and plants on the ground were flattened on the ground, and the raindrops that fell from the sky were pushed back into the sky.

The surrounding 30 feet with the Wuyou Talisman as the center instantly turned into a vacuum, and Tu Yang, who charged forward with his shield, was also stopped by the impact.

At the same moment when the worry-free talisman exploded, the sword in mid-air had no leaves, and a sword was poured into his chest.

The blade of the sword came out from the back, blood splashed down, and was bounced back by the air wave.

The two figures in the sky were also hit by the air waves, and they flew to various places in the jungle in an instant.

Standing on the ground, Wang Rui's eyes were blinded. Before he could figure out what happened, he was pushed out by the air wave and fell into the other side of the dense forest.

Everything, but the moment after the white light came on.

When the raindrops fell again, Jian Wuye also fell to the ground, with a hole in his chest and blood in his mouth, rolling towards the ancestor Qianto.

Before Zuo Lingquan landed, he grabbed the tree next to him with memory and pulled his body towards Wang Rui.

Tu Yang didn't see what was going on, Jian Wuye almost died suddenly, he took three steps back in shock, and said anxiously:

"Be careful, this child is by no means a good person! Start a talisman."

Jian Wuye rolled to the feet of Qianto's ancestor and said:

"The sword is very fast, but he doesn't have true energy, he is a secular warrior."

While talking, a talisman floated around the body of the six people in the Hundred Sacred Valley. The incantation was similar to the Wuyou Talisman, but the talisman paper was straw-yellow, and the texture was much worse.

Ancestor Qianto held a golden mirror in his right hand and pressed his left hand on Jian Wuye's shoulder. The blue light flowed down, and the blood spurting out of Jian Wuye's chest quickly stopped.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan fleeing, the ancestor Qianto said:

"Tu Yang, hurry up and help Nangong Xin, don't be approached by this son, my seat will come later."

Tu Yang had already chased Zuo Lingquan without the command of Ancestor Qianto.

On the other side, Zuo Lingquan landed from the air. With Wang Rui's exclamation, he locked the position where Wang Rui fell, grabbed Wang Rui's shoulder, and ran wildly in the direction of the disciples of Qihuang Valley:

"Run away."

Wang Rui was dizzy, and after being dragged a few steps, he stabilized his body, got up and ran out.

Although the dazzling white light of the golden mirror blinded the two eyes, it was not really blind after all, and the duration was very short.

Zuo Lingquan ran to the ground and took a few steps, his eyes gradually recovered, and he could see the surrounding trees and flowers clearly, but there was still a white spot in the center of his eyes, and he could only tilt his head to look at the road.

Wang Rui was almost the same. He was suddenly ambushed by several people, and his face had turned pale, but under the desperate situation, he had no intention to fear.

"Brother Zuo, who are these people?"

"I don't know, the cultivation base is extremely high. Be careful!"

…

The two ran out more than ten steps, and Zuo Lingquan found that there was another figure in front of him, showing his figure from behind the big tree.

The figure was surrounded by a talisman, and a yellow talisman was also sandwiched between the two fingers. The talisman glowed with a faint red light. With a wave of his hand, the talisman shot towards the two of them.

Zuo Lingquan knew that the fire of the Five Elements was red, but he didn't know the details of the talisman, so he didn't dare to chop it rashly. He pulled Wang Rui and flew to his side, crushing the Bai Yuzhu wrapped in the worry-free talisman again.

Fu Lu passed through the rain curtain at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, he was near the two of them.

The red light of the incantation on the talisman skyrocketed, and then billowing flames spewed out from the talisman paper, turning into a ring of fire that swept the surrounding area, and the branches, leaves and bark turned into charred black when touched.

Boom—

Just as the ring of fire was about to approach behind the two, the worry-free charm exploded again, and a wave of air swept away the flames and pushed the two into the jungle.

"It's a big hand, I'd like to see how many worry-free charms you have."

Nangong Xin quickly approached with the talisman clip in his hand, and he took out another talisman while walking, but before he could take action, there was a sudden sound of "rustling" in the jungle, and then a black shadow rushed out of the dark jungle like a raiding cheetah.

Nangong Xin's expression changed suddenly!

"Give me death!"

The moment Zuo Lingquan was pushed away by the worry-free talisman, he turned over and rolled into the jungle.

Taking advantage of the flame's peripheral light before dissipating to block his sight, he bounced up and covered the tree, ran towards Nangong Xin, and when he got close, he flew out and took the Nangong Xin Gate with a sword.

Nangong Xin and Qianto Ancestor are both martial arts practitioners. They are different from martial arts who practice the muscles and skin outside and the breath inside. They focus on the inside and don't pay attention to the body.

Although the practice method of specializing in one way is far superior to martial arts in terms of the speed of cultivation and the control of infuriating qi, it is inevitable that the physique is not as good as that of martial arts.

Nangong Xin and Jian Wuye are in the same eight realms, Jian Wuye can still see Zuo Lingquan's movements clearly, but Nangong Xin only sees a shadow rushing out, and Jian Feng has come to him.

bang—

The three-footed sword was still ten feet away from Nangong Xin, and the yellow talisman surrounding him exploded on its own.

Although it is also a worry-free talisman, the worry-free talisman that I drew is far worse than that of Fulong Mountain.

Zuo Lingquan didn't have the infuriating spirit, but his physique was far superior to that of an ordinary monk. With all his strength, the sword in his hand was so strong and fast that even the sword Wuye was caught off guard. not live.

The air wave pushed aside the rain curtain that fell from the sky, but the three-foot Qingfeng still passed through, only slightly hindering Zuo Lingquan's figure.

Poof—

Zuo Lingquan, with the heart to kill, forcibly rushed through the air wave and stabbed the sword into the opponent's chest.

But what surprised Zuo Lingquan was that the long sword that had been with him for many years seemed to have pierced into a piece of hard solid wood.

But even if it didn't pierce the chest, the strength of the sword was still not small.

Nangong Xin was caught off guard, and was 'hit' by the sword and flew backwards. The tip of the sword was pulled out, bringing out a blood line, revealing the robe of brocade feathers under the black cloak.

Zuo Lingquan finally seized the opportunity, how could he let his opponent go, he immediately raised his sword and stabbed again, but unfortunately Tu Yang, who was rushing to help, had already rushed over.

"drink-"

With a loud shout, Tu Yang jumped up from three feet away, holding an elephant king's shield, like a **** descending from the sky.

The magic mace is not an illegal weapon, it is just cast according to the shape of the golden mace in the hands of the disciples of the Iron Arrow Mansion, but even an ordinary iron weapon, placed in the hands of a tenth-level monk, cannot be underestimated in its destructive power.

Zuo Lingquan heard the sound, but without turning his head, he raised his long sword to block.

clang—

Gold and iron clashed, and the sound shook the rainforest.

Although the long sword blocked the mace, the surging energy contained in the mace easily smashed the blade and hit Zuo Lingquan's chest without any stagnation.

However, the last time Zuo Lingquan took Jiang Yi's sword, he knew how terrifying the cultivator with true energy was, and he never thought of taking it hard from the very beginning.

At the moment when the two blades met, Zuo Lingquan leaned back to the ground, and at the same time unleashed his force with skill, his legs slammed on the ground, sliding his body to the back, and dodged it narrowly and narrowly.

Tu Yang smashed his mace on the ground, and took advantage of the situation to push Elephant Wangdun forward and dash forward, not giving Zuo Lingquan a chance to threaten Nangong Xin.

Nangong Xin, who fell to the ground, saw Tu Yang coming over, and he was relieved. He stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then he took out another talisman.

"Senior brother, run!"

Wang Rui was only at the third level of qi refining. He had just climbed up from the place where the fire ring was raging, and when he saw this, he called out in a hurry.

Zuo Lingquan could see that these inexplicable enemies had a high level of cultivation, and he couldn't deal with it alone. He immediately kicked the round shield that was pressing over him, pushed himself towards Wang Rui, and stood up halfway.

At the same time, the talisman in Nangong Xin's hand shot again.

Zuo Lingquan sensed something was wrong, so he could only quickly hide behind a big tree that hugged each other.

bang—

The ring of fire exploded again, and fiery flames swept the surrounding area.

Zuo Lingquan was clinging to the tree trunk. Even though he didn't directly touch the flame, the scorching temperature still bent his hair. He covered his cheeks with his sleeve robe, which turned scorched yellow, and his exposed hands were instantly burned.

"Be careful with your feet!"

Before the ring of fire disappeared, Wang Rui's urgent cry came again.

Actually, without reminding, Zuo Lingquan noticed something—his feet were originally rooted in the ground, but suddenly his feet softened, as if he had fallen into a muddy swamp, sinking more than three inches in an instant.

Zuo Lingquan was slightly startled, and he glanced away, only to find that there was a figure behind the big tree next to him. He held a black ruler and inserted it into the ground.

The distance from each other is very short.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes froze, his five fingers were directly inserted into the tree trunk, and he pulled himself out by force.

But at this moment, the tree trunk that was clinging to it exploded with a bang, and the Elephant King Shield shining white light appeared in front of him.

"Breaking the military!"

Tu Yang shouted violently, his muscles were towering, he pushed the round shield like a bull and slammed into the tree trunk.

bang—

This blow was so powerful that it directly smashed the thick tree trunk in the middle.

Zuo Lingquan was caught off guard and was hit on the back by the broken wood and the round shield, feeling as if he had been hit directly by a battering ram.

Zuo Lingquan groaned, his face flushed instantly.

The robes on the back were smashed to pieces by the energy, and the body was knocked forward and flew forward, turning into a cannonball that came out of the chamber, and flew out nearly ten feet in an instant, and broke a tree trunk with a thick bowl before falling on the ground. on the ground.

"Brother Zuo!"

When Wang Rui saw Zuo Lingquan suffered such a heavy blow, his face changed suddenly, and he took his sword and strode over to help.

Zuo Lingquan had suffered from such a loss for the first time since he was a child. The sweetness of the gorilla surged in his throat, and his back was almost unconscious. Knowing that he couldn't cope, he gritted his teeth and propped himself up with a sword, and ran towards the depths of the jungle.

After Tu Yang attacked with all his strength, he did not catch up immediately. He looked up at Zuo Lingquan who was running away, his eyes were full of surprise:

"Can you still get up?"

Nangong Xin also has mistakes in his eyes - Tu Yang's 'breaking the army' is one of the skills of the disciples of the Iron Arrow Mansion, even if they are rivals in the same realm, UU reading www. Even if uukanshu.com hit the front, he lost half his life; and the young man in front, although he ran a little staggered, his speed was not slow at all.

"A mortal's physique cannot be so tyrannical to such a level. A martial cultivator at the twelfth level of qi refining has no more than such physique. If he had true qi around him, Tu Yang would have died with that sword just now."

Old Ancestor Qianto is not far from here. After protecting Jian Wuye’s heart, he quickly stepped forward and said:

"This child should have a special way of cultivation, and he might have a great chance."

Jian Wuye was pierced by a sword in his chest. Although Patriarch Qianto treated him, the injury was still not serious. His face turned pale, and he asked:

"What should I do? If there is an expert behind you, you will stab the big basket, will you chase it or not?"

Ancestor Qianto is the oldest and the most experienced among the crowd. He took the golden mirror and walked into the depths of the jungle, and only said one sentence:

"Do you think that if you let him go today, he will be able to spare us later?"

The rest of the people looked at each other and understood the meaning.

Ye Xiu is a rootless duckweed, without any support. If he doesn't want to make a move, he has to laugh at others, and tuck his tail between his tails.

Otherwise, the boy from the mountain village who slapped your face on the side of the road may come with his sword in a hundred years, so that you can understand what is meant by 'a gentleman's revenge, a hundred years is never too late'.

Tu Yang picked up the elephant king shield, chased in the direction Zuo Lingquan fled, and said:

"Follow me, don't let this kid take advantage of it to steal people."

Nangong Xin looked at the wound on his chest and waved his hand:

"Jian Wuye, you called Zhao Ze back. This son fled to the depths of Changqing Mountain and couldn't run very far."

After speaking, the four entered the dense forest and chased towards the depths of Changqing Mountain...