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唏 Rule ~

The steed screamed, and fell with the headless body into the yellow sand.

In the perilous sand, Zhao Tianfeng was startled, only to feel that the air in front of him had become an invisible wall.

Pentium's fast horse seems to be stuck in the sky.

It's not just fast horses, but even the windy sand that seems to be flying all over the sky seems to be stuck in the air.

He looked up, and among the blowing sands, a man in Tsing Yi came pacing, the last moment was a few miles away, and the next moment was before him.

When someone arrived, I heard a bland voice like Jin Yu's clash:

"Good qualifications, meet me in a state of death, good luck, but also superior."

It seems that people come faster than sound.

The sudden shock made Zhao Tianfeng pause.

Looking at the children whose tears were still on the horse, a faint ripple rippled in Pang Wanyang's indifferent eyes:

"Before the invitation, it was interesting and interesting to meet a child who could take over my mantle."

Martial arts has reached the point where he is, and even if he is not proficient in Wang Qi, his induction of the heavens and earth's veins is already deep.

Ordinary people may think it is a coincidence, but he does not think so.

Under the sympathy between air and machine, he was able to feel that the young man's roots, perceptions, and opportunities were the best choices, and he was an excellent candidate to take over his mantle.

Naturally it's interesting.

噗通 ~

The stagnant wind and sand flowed, and on the steed, the child fell into the sand with the frightened horse.

Once in the end, the frightened steed has lost its movement.

Zhao Tianfeng struggled to get up, looking at his hands and standing in front of him, standing against a blue shirt, but he had a heavier breath than the mountains.

When the blessing reaches the soul, Nato worships:

"Heroes, heroes, please, please save my grandpa!"

"Heroes?"

Hearing the words, Pang Wanyang smiled coldly:

"You said the caravan seven miles away? Man, it's dead and clean."

"what?"

Zhao Tianfeng shivered, his eyes turned red, and tears came out again:

"Grandpa, grandpa"

Pang Wanyang looked at the teenager crying indifferently, without any fluctuations in his heart. He saw too many things like this.

The reason I was interested in stopping was just a little curious to see such a teenager.

"Heroes, please, take revenge for my grandpa."

Zhao Tianfeng staggered:

"I will repay you for being kind to me."

His face was buried in the sand, but for a long time he didn't listen to someone's reply and suddenly looked up.

In the sand, the Tsing Yi people have gone far.

"Heroes, heroes!"

Listening to the wailing shouts from behind, Pang Wanyang looked dull and unconcerned.

Before the war, the young boy who was absolutely brilliant when he was surprised may choose to take over the mantle if he changed to another person, because it was days.

But that's an ordinary person, and it's definitely not his Pang Wanyang.

If he wants to spread the mantle, where does he need any talent, as long as he can take over his martial arts, even the waste is a genius.

Not to mention, he has better options.

Huh ~

A stunned white shadow flashed over, falling behind him, the fragrance blowing, but it was Mrs. Bai Lian.

Mrs. Bai Lian asked in amazement:

"The young man's roots are excellent. What's even more rare is that Qi Qi seems to be attracted to you. He thought that you would take him with him."

For decades, Pang Wanyang is not without going to the Sacred Mountain of Six Prisons.

And every time he goes down the mountain, he meets a well-qualified young man, he will teach one or two martial arts skills, perhaps to cultivate opponents, or he may find it interesting.

But this boy is clearly the best choice, but he

"For decades, every time I see a teenager, I will pass on some means and look forward to some surprises in the future."

In the sand, Pang Wanyang walked slowly, as unhurried as his voice:

"Now it's not needed. Because

There are enemies on earth! "

"grandfather"

Zhao Tianfeng's fingers were deeply buried in the sand, but his tears had dried up.

He didn't blame the T-shirt for not avenging himself, because that was the normal thing. He only hated himself until then, and he couldn't avenge his grandfather. Even running away seemed impossible.

Looking at the horse thief who patted the horse, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the machete of the bald man in the yellow sand, and mentioned it.

噗通 ~

He was stunned, and plunged into the dust, without even mentioning it.

"Grandpa, grandchildren came to see you"

He grinned.

As he closed his eyes and waited for death, he suddenly heard the sound of the Buddha's voice and chanting in the void.

He opened his eyes and saw Huang Sha rolling away.

A group of monks slanting obliquely, naked shoulders, came slowly with a pair of buddhas.

The Buddhist altar is extremely luxurious, dotted with agate, gold, silver, glazed glass, coral, cormorant, red pearl, agate and other treasures, shining in the sun and sand.

Before and after the Buddha's pagoda, it is a treasure house carved with treasure jars, treasure caps, double fishes, lotus flowers, right-hand spirals, auspicious knots, respected buildings, etc. on all sides.

In the Buddhist tents, there is an unseen figure, like a figure in the temple.

The man seemed extremely heavy, and the eighteen major monks were carrying them, all tired and panting.

And with that buddha coming slowly, an amazing scene happened.

In the wind and sand, all the horse thieves who came on horseback were like the most devout Buddhists, kneeling in the yellow sand, motionless like a statue.

He watched the sand blow with open eyes, drowning one of the horse thieves, and he didn't even move.

It seems that it really became a statue.

The inexplicable weirdness makes people look fearful.

"They, they"

Zhao Tianfeng's fur erected.

Seeing the car getting closer, he couldn't help pulling his leg and ran.

But what made him frightened was that the shrine that was several miles away was very heavy and walked slowly, but when he turned around, the shrine was about to catch up with him.

He still wanted to run away, but suddenly his head fell asleep and he fell to the ground with a bang.

"What the **** is this"

Zhao Tianfeng was horrified in his heart as he watched his hands folded on his knees and chanted the sound of the Buddha.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, the sound of a Buddha's trumpet like Hong Zhongda Lu exploded in the vast ocean. The sound was huge and the sound was huge, and it suddenly overwhelmed the sound of the omnipresent wind and sand.

And the sound of Buddha's voice and chanting, which seems to be issued by hundreds of people.

Zhao Tianfeng was shocked, sobered up.

Immediately, it was too late to think about it, a tumbling, rolling down the sand slope.

Grumbling rolled more than a hundred feet before he got up and spit out his own sand.

Then he continued to run, only thinking that the farther away from that Buddha shrine, the better. It was weird and terrible. So many poor horse thieves died.

Huh ~

Suddenly, Shapo reached out a palm and pulled him into Shapo.

He just wanted to yell, but found that he couldn't move anymore, let alone his voice.

"Stop talking"

A low resounding sounded.

Zhao Tianfeng realized that he was able to move again. He opened his eyes and found that the one holding him was a handsome white swordsman with a long shawl and a straight sword, carrying a long sword with a sheath.

This swordsman is very handsome, and his temperament is very good. The disadvantage is that he only has one arm, and the other arm seems to be chopped off without knowing when.

"One-armed thief, Wu Liusan?"

Zhao Tianfeng's eyes widened, and he recognized who the man was.

According to legend, this Wu Liusan is a lone thief who runs across the states. He often commits big crimes in the capital. He is wanted all year round. He was arrested. Xue Chaoyang cut off an arm and fled outside the customs. It has been two years in the state.

This was when his grandfather introduced him to many robbers in Mozhou, he wrote down.

"Stop talking"

Wu Liusan looked serious, looking like a foe through the sand to the distance.

As a lone thief, his eyesight is naturally excellent.

He recognized at a glance who the old monk, who seemed to be dangling from the Buddhist shrine and from the sand in the distance.

"I'm so lucky that I can meet the runner king, two great masters from Yixiu!"

Wu Liusan took a deep breath and did not dare to move.

"It turned out to be Brother Yixiu, kind, kind."

Among the Buddhist altars, the runner sighed, and naturally recognized who the old monk was far away.

"Your ferris wheel has been refined again, and the old monk is a little surprised."

In the sand, the old voice echoed:

"It's just this way, it doesn't look like my Buddhist orthodoxy."

"What the brother said is what it is."

The runner king did not argue, and smiled slightly.

The Buddhist altar has fallen into the sand:

"Brothers will have the energy to fight Brother Pang, and today they don't need to try their hands."

"Amitabha."

After a long break, he recited a Buddhist horn, and walked forward without delay.

"call!"

Until the two great masters disappeared in the sand one after the other, Wu Liusan was slightly relieved.

He is very clear about the existence of the Great Master, and the best way to cope with such existence is to stay away from it.

He didn't mean to watch the February February battle at all.

At this time, two great masters were seen, and he couldn't help thinking about it.

"You child, luck is also good."

Turning his head, looking at Zhao Tianfeng with a pale face, he frowned again:

"Under your great sorrow, you have already hurt yourself, and then experience the wind and sand, I'm afraid that you will die."

"Wu Daxia, please take me to see Grandpa"

Zhao Tianfeng grabbed his hand.

Wu Liusan sighed, threw him on his shoulders, and plunged into the sand.

With him, he knew that in the midst of the wind and sand, what caravans, what horse thieves and thieves had to be buried.

Mozhou has thousands of miles of wind and sand, which is larger than that of any large state in Dafeng, but there are few people and only some small oasis are gathered.

There is a tiny little oasis in Mozhou.

This small oasis is very small, as small as a few hundred households, and these hundreds of people live here because it is the place where Dafeng's commercial road to Dayan must pass.

They are the work of Hanlong Inn.

As a gathering place, the small oasis is small, but as an inn, it is undoubtedly very large.

The traveling caravans, horse thieves walking around Hanhai, and lone thieves will come to this inn, either to sell stolen goods, or to enjoy themselves, or to supplement supplies.

Therefore, this small oasis has become one of the few safe places in the vast ocean.

Hanlong Inn has three floors and covers a large area. Each floor is enough to accommodate hundreds of people to eat and drink.

Because of its superior geographical location, this inn usually has a lot of people. On the second and third floors, ordinary people simply don't go.

Today, Hanlong Inn is unexpectedly empty.

Because, today Hanlong Inn came with two special guests, or exactly one.

On the third floor of the Hanlong Inn, the old lady who had been smoky and charming in the past was rare and solemn. She was holding wine jugs in her hands and pouring wine for guests.

"A thousand miles of smoke and dust, this wine has a good name, and the wine is also good."

An Qisheng sat by the window, looking at Rongzi's extraordinary boss, and said lightly:

"I heard that Hanlong Inn has a unique flavor, and it is delicious with human flesh as its raw material, isn't it?"

The bossy lady who was daring and embarrassed on weekdays shook her body when she heard this bland voice.

"Tao, Dao said and laughed. It was just to stab the horse thieves and thieves. Where would you dare sell human flesh?"

The boss lady was extremely grieved with tears in her eyes.

In fact, she was scared.

She has never been so scared of a person, this Taoist in white is the only one.

She had never seen such a murderous master in her life.

It stands to reason that the top masters have their guru's demeanor, and they disdain to kill some small thieves, but this one is different. In three days, all the bandits and thieves who came to Hanhai Inn were almost killed by him.

Moreover, his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and killed thousands of people, even without killing one by mistake or missing one.

Such great killing power, so high martial arts.

She knew that there was only one master in the world who was once called Gorefiend and now known as King of Taoism.

"It's not easy to run such a restaurant alone."

An Qisheng raised his cup and drank it.

When he came to Jiu Fu Jie, he rarely drank alcohol, because Jiu Fu Jie had no taste.

However, this Hanlong Inn's wine has some unique features. The taste is not bad.

"Director, I don't know when your guests will come?"

The boss asked anxiously as she filled An Qisheng with wine.

This monarch and Taoist is here, and she has suffered not only spiritual fear but also financial loss.

Although her Hanlong Inn has a large family, she also has a lot of people. There were only one person and two horses for two days. Although An Qisheng did not give away a penny, she really couldn't stand it.

"Isn't it already here?"

An Qisheng held up his wine glass, far away:

"You are here, why wait for February?"

His voice was bland and not very loud, but it penetrated the cloud currents at once, covering dozens of miles like a cloud in the sky, and the sound waves stirred the wind and sand in the clouds, with great momentum.

It can be heard hundreds of miles away.

"My brother said everything is right. Come, what are you waiting for? February 2nd? Lao Pang, runner bald donkey, Mu Qingfeng, worship the old thief. Since you are here,

Why not show up? "

In the sound of a long howl like a dragon yelling and a tiger howling ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a figure whizzed down from hundreds of feet high, and the hunting and hunting room looked like a golden-winged roc flying like a wings.

Wrapped in the turbulent air, it sank into the third floor of Hanlong Inn.

"Amitabha!"

"Sum, Sum!"

"Since the Minister of Kingship has spoken, how can he not come?"

As the clouds move, the wind shakes.

Every figure appeared outside the Hanlong Inn, among the hundreds of miles of yellow sand.

With the sound wafting, all the figures came across, hundreds of miles passed, in the horrifying gaze of the boss lady.

In this short moment, on the third floor, there have been more people!