Looking at the trap formations blooming on all sides, Shangguan Ying was speechless, because no matter how he calculated, he would die here, and his grand plan had only just begun.
She couldn't help but look at Lu Ming. She couldn't imagine that the most famous prodigal son in Qingyuan Province actually led her to break this silent trap by turning left and right. Now it seemed that he was not the same as the legendary prodigal son.
, it’s really different!
The tight sword in Li Hai's hand gradually relaxed, and the other swordsmen also breathed a sigh of relief. When Lu Ming and Ouyang Luo disappeared into the night, they all secretly laughed at them. Others said that they were novices, and they
It was the stupid young man who didn't know whether to live or die, but he couldn't have imagined that people like him had already wandered back from the gate of hell without being noticed.
"I've checked and there's no one else around."
Long Lin also walked out of the darkness. There was no blood on his sword, because the task given to him by Lu Ming was to control everything that might be hidden within a hundred meters.
"Wow! A great swordsman is a great swordsman. Here, he is an invincible existence!"
"Yes, this is the realm. It's not like that playboy and prodigal who only does robberies and robberies in one place. You see, he is so familiar with traps and traps. He knows everything."
"There are no good people among dandies. They are all just waiting to die and causing harm to others!"
"If the young master recruits his bodyguards, then we won't..."
"Hey, let's keep our voices down so they don't hear us. After all, he has a great swordsman as his bodyguard."
Here, no one will not make every effort to successfully obtain the sword relic. Even cooperation is just a guarantee to reduce trouble before finding the sword relic. In the face of huge temptation, no one will be an exception.
Lu Ming naturally ignored the thoughts of these scum and pointed to the ground: "Pack these things away. They may be used in the future. We have to leave here right away."
Woo!!
As soon as Lu Ming finished speaking, an unknown beast's cry came from far away, causing everyone who was still surprised to immediately start to put these traps and hidden weapons that they had never looked at before into their backpacks.
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"Let's go." Lu Ming took the lead and rode away without any delay.
At this moment, Shangguan Ying felt numb and kicked her horse to keep up. Even she was a little surprised that I actually listened to his instructions, but I am the leader!
Long Lin got on his horse and followed, looking at Lu Ming's back, with an arrogant smile on his face. It was just a little trick. In the face of absolute strength, there was no resistance at all. Before the sword relic appeared, whatever you asked me to do, I would do it.
do what.
Lu Ming's face in front of him was still as indifferent as usual, but the corners of his eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc. Long Lin, I'm getting you away just to prevent you from making small moves behind my back. If you help me with all your strength this time, you can go back alive.
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Chapter 5
The Jinghu Swamp in the Wuhuang Mountains gradually entered the night under the reflection of the cold moon and the roar of beasts that could tear the air.
The speed of Lu Ming and his party was not very fast. Under his leadership, all the itineraries were steady and cautious. He asked Shangguan Ying to make corresponding marks on the sheepskin map one by one along the way. There was a map.
, naturally it is much better than a blind man's search like an elephant.
At this moment, Lu Ming was standing on a small hill, scanning all the movements around him with indifferent eyes like sharp swords. Compared with the people on his side, the people of Zhentian Sword Sect were too weak, and they basically didn't do anything.
In terms of combat, they have only been walking in this environment for less than half a day, and most of their combat effectiveness has been reduced. No matter what happens in the future, at least they are still in a team now, and maintaining their combat effectiveness is to be responsible for themselves.
"Go to the valley below to rest and eat." After saying that, Lu Ming still took the lead and galloped down. At the same time, he spread the power of the sword marks out and scanned for any possible dangers around him.
Hearing Lu Ming's calm words and tone, several swordsmen behind Shangguan Ying frowned. They felt that this tone did not seem to put people like themselves in the eyes at all. Besides, he was just being attracted by the young master.
The people who were recruited are basically servant swordsmen, and now they actually regard themselves as the group leader?
Alas! Several swordsmen felt bitter in their mouths. Who asked them to have a great swordsman as a bodyguard?
The group had just entered the valley when Shangguan Ying's stomach began to growl.
"Can I light a fire here?" Shangguan Ying's resolute face was slightly red, but it had a different charm.
"Okay." Lu Ming got off his horse, looked in one direction, and walked over indifferently, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness.
When the swordsmen saw that their young master was hungry, their lazy look immediately disappeared. They quickly set up the pot cover, lit a bonfire, washed rice and cooked vegetables. In their opinion, with the young master's
As a matter of fact, you should eat the freshest meals at any time.
Looking at Lu Ming who disappeared into the darkness, Long Lin frowned, because the moment his body entered the darkness, even his great swordsman's perception ability was instantly lost.
All the auras, and I tried my best to sense them several times, but it was still just darkness. This prodigal son was definitely not what he usually behaved like.
Shangguan Ying accidentally saw Long Lin's expression and sighed secretly in her heart: "Alas! When will my Zhentian Sword Sect be able to have a great swordsman who can worry about my master at any time!"
In the darkness, Lu Ming's figure was quiet and agile, inspecting the ferocious monsters that might be hidden in the valley. Fortunately, there were no monsters in this area. It seemed that he could have a good rest tonight.
However, Lu Ming did not return directly to the camp. Instead, he climbed up a big tree halfway. His movements were so fast that even Long Lin, who had been paying attention to him, did not find any clues.
Lu Ming knew very well that facing the temptation of sword relics, Long Lin would never be willing to simply protect himself, and the master of the advanced swordsman realm was also suspicious.
Whether it is on the earth, where reality is everywhere, or on this Sword Qi Continent, which is divided into levels based on realms and interprets reality more thoroughly, Lu Ming is very clear that there is no free lunch in the world. It is even more impossible for anyone to just
For some money, I gave up a lot of adventure groups and joined such a group with basically no guarantee.
Even the old sword master and the Sword Master of Destruction, if they hadn't discovered the talents of people like themselves and what made their eyes brighten, they would just be like passers-by A and B on the street, and they would never have any relationship in this life.
However, it was this environment that Lu Ming was most familiar with. He could clearly see everyone's expressions and the meaning in their eyes as they looked at him after he left.
This is the killer, and the dark world is their real paradise.
Beside the bonfire, the four swordsmen were busy quietly and orderly, and the fragrance of the food was gradually wafting out. However, they had some experience and knew how to cover up the firelight with branches.
Ouyang Luo touched around in his bag and took out a small bag of black powder and sprinkled it around the camp. Suddenly, a pungent smell filled the air and wiped out the aroma of the food in an instant.
The master adventurer in the forest frowned, coughed a few times, and leaned against the bonfire, using the heat of the fire to dispel the unpleasant smell.
A swordsman frowned and scolded: "It's time to eat, what are you doing? You want to make my young master lose his appetite..."
"If you want to die too late, just shut up." Ouyang Luo said stiffly. No matter when and where, his style will not change. Besides, this is a task that Lu Ming ordered before. When setting up camp, he will
Sprinkle these down.
"You..." The swordsman looked at Ouyang Luo and was speechless for a moment. He only felt a surge of blood and energy, and his head started to heat up.
"Okay, okay." The master stretched his body and recovered a lot from his injuries. "Although this thing is the excrement of a monster and the smell is a bit unpleasant, it is an indispensable necessity when camping at night in the wilderness.
For spare parts, monsters that are at least equivalent to sword masters will never dare to approach the camp."
"Oh, that's it." The swordsman's face looked much better, and then he sneered: "Senior is a senior, a few words can make me enlightened."
The master smiled indifferently: "It's nothing. It's just experience that every adventurer has. It's just a matter of whether to talk or not."
"Senior, please continue to rest. The food will be ready to eat after a while." Several swordsmen said a few more polite words, checked that the food was almost ready, and began to set up the tent.
At this moment, the master nodded with great satisfaction, without losing the kind face that a senior should have. He touched his belly. After staying by the campfire for so long, he was indeed tempted by the aroma of the food.
"These little guys are really good. Not only are they hardworking, but they can also cook good food. They are really good!"
The master admired himself and opened the steaming pot. Several large pieces of beef were tumbling inside, and the beef soup was boiling. Some vegetables were cooked at the same time. I don't know what seasonings were put in it to taste.
It's so tempting.
"Sure enough, it's the work of a great sect." He praised again, picked up the lid of the pot, and was about to snap it on.
"Who are you?"
Hearing this indifferent and icy voice, the master was shocked, as if he was in the North Pole for an instant. He knew that this was the voice of the prodigal son, but as a person who has been walking by the river all year round,
Naturally, he is extremely cautious in doing things. He has already used the power of perception that only a senior swordsman has to detect the surrounding area of 100 meters. There is no one there at all. But how can such a prodigal son of a mere swordsman with a sharp edge do it?