0863: A new threat! Letter from Peerless City! (Ask for a monthly ticket)
After the rain, in the sky that had not seen a clear sky for a long time, an eagle's cry rushed over like a whistle, forming an echo from the two mountains. The lingering sound vibrated like a beam for a long time.
The famous black wind village master's mount, the demon eagle, swept across the tattered cotton-like clouds with its shiny black wings, sometimes floating like a glider under the vast clouds and mists, looking down at the mountains, rivers and villages after the rain for a long time.
, after a long time, it was like a black lightning, rushing into the dark Black Wind Mountain again.
The true energy of the three figures hiding in the forest automatically circulates in their bodies, and they still remain in the state of breathing. They silently wait for the magic eagle to fly away with their superhuman senses. They listen to the sound of water droplets ticking in the forest after the rain, and smell the dryness.
There was a smell of decaying branches and leaves soaked in rain. As the grass and leaves were caressed, the three of them finally moved together.
One of them said with an ugly face, "Is this the strategy you keep saying to deal with the leader of Black Wind Village? What's the point of hiding here and there like this?"
Another person said coldly, "A small impatience will ruin a big plan. Before there is absolute certainty, it is just a foolish move to take action rashly."
The third person said, "That's right, at least I haven't figured out yet why the leader of Black Wind Village can maintain such strong energy for so long with the strength of the 7th Heavenly Realm and the Xiaoyao King of the 9th Heavenly Human Realm.
Awesome."
The first person to speak said, "There are countless rare treasures in this world. I have long known from the intelligence of Jin and Liao that he should have a special kind of energy that can restore Qi and even injuries in a very short time."
Drugs, but all drugs will also have resistance, and they will inevitably be unable to produce continuous effects in a short period of time.
He must have used this drug in his battle with King Xiaoyao just now. If we had taken action at the critical moment just now, we might have been able to subdue him."
The second person who spoke shook his head and said, "It's difficult! It's too difficult! Po Jun, you are a sword user. You should understand the importance of a good sword to a swordsman. The leader of Heifeng Village is a sword user.
Holding the Fire Lin Sword that he personally refined in his hand, you can see the strength he has just displayed."
The third person's eyes sparkled and praised, "He and his sword have actually reached the point of spiritual communication. It was the sword's warning just now that made him almost find us. With such a magic weapon, if the three of us had taken action just now,
Even if we can kill him, one of us will definitely die, and the other two may be seriously injured."
Hearing this, Po Jun's face turned gloomy, and the few pieces of flesh on his face were as tight as beef tendons. When he thought that his Greedy Wolf Sword was still in the hands of the leader of Black Wind Village, his heart felt like a brick, and he was filled with rage.
Risk.
Now, what he thinks about is no longer as simple as getting the magical secret book from the master of Heifeng Village, but what he wants more is to wash away the shame and take revenge!
...
In Black Wind Village, after a big battle ended with heavy rain, players and bandits were busy cleaning up the messy battlefield.
Jiang Dali, who was riding a magic eagle and carrying a sword but returned without success, happened to bump into Xiao Feng and Lu Xiaofeng who were returning to the mountain.
After the three met, they told each other about the results of the battle. When they saw the body of King Xiaoyao that was brutally shot to death, both Xiao Feng and Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but change their expressions and smack their lips.
Not only did this corpse have multiple comminuted fractures all over its body, but its skin was so bruised and swollen that it was no longer human-like. There was a huge incision from the chest to the abdomen that was almost disembowelled. It was so horrific that it was enough to imagine the intensity of the battle.
.
The Xiaoyao King, who had been famous for nearly 150 years, and who once competed with Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang for supremacy, died so easily.
Suddenly, both of them felt that a generation of legends had been shattered and defeated by Jiang Dali himself.
"No matter who he is, everyone will fall sooner or later. No matter how prominent he was during his lifetime, when he falls, he will look no different from others, maybe even worse."
Jiang Dali stood in the yard, with his hands behind his back, staring calmly at King Xiaoyao's body lying on the stretcher. Then he waved his hand and ordered two bandits covered in mud and sweat to come forward and carry King Xiaoyao's body.
He went down and was buried in the back mountain. After saying this, he coughed twice and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Are you seriously injured?" Xiao Feng and Lu Xiaofeng both changed their expressions slightly.
Jiang Dali shook his head and pulled open his clothes, revealing a horrific stab wound on his chest that was red and even some of the flesh was cooked. He said, "It's okay, it's just that the Fire Lin Sword's sword energy invaded the meridians and caused some injuries. Let's rest."
It’ll be fine in a few days.”
The two of them relaxed slightly after hearing this.
Lu Xiaofeng looked at the corpses that had been carried away, and thought of the many corpses that had not been carried away in the apricot forest. She suddenly sighed, "The roads are all the same, it just depends on how people walk."
"You are right."
Jiang Dali smiled, raised his generous hands and put them on the shoulders of Lu Xiaofeng and Xiao Feng respectively, saying, "You must be very tired, I want to buy you a drink!"
Xiao Feng felt relieved and said with a smile, "Okay, let's drink! If everyone in the world only drinks and has a bowl of wine, there won't be so many things that make people feel tired."
Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and touched his beard, "If just drinking can reduce bloodshed and hatred, I would be willing to stay drunk."
Jiang Dali was surprised and asked, "Did you, Lu Xiaofeng, become a drunkard instead of a drunkard? Could it be that besides drinking, you don't want women anymore?"
Lu Xiaofeng's face stiffened, and she shook her head and said, "You are right, a beautiful woman should not be rude, and a fine wine should not be spoiled.
However, good wine can be shared, but beauties cannot be shared. Everyone is rushing to drink the good wine, and everyone is rushing to beg for the beauty. But you can drink the wine after someone has drunk it, but you don’t want the beauty after someone has used it. This is
There will definitely be people fighting over this."
Xiao Feng laughed dumbly and said, "I can only blame you for liking too many things, so I had to take a sip of wine. Even if it is not fine wine, but just a bowl of old sorghum from an ordinary restaurant, I can still drink it. As for beauties...
."
"Brother Xiao!"
At this time, A'Zhu's voice came from outside the courtyard. The pretty and pretty A'Zhu, with round eyes and a smile like the first blooming spring flowers, came in happily from outside the courtyard.
Xiao Feng's expression became serious, and he silently said in his heart, "A'Zhu is enough", and then strode towards A'Zhu with a smile.
Jiang Dali smiled and called Xiong Ba, Zhang Weiwo, Wanlang Lang and many other old people from the village to sit down and drink together.
The more people drink, the more lively it becomes, and the longer and deeper the feelings are accumulated over time. This is the only comfort that makes Jiang Dali feel that he is not alone in the world of rivers and lakes.
...
Two days later.
A brown pill, mixed with the rich aroma of mountain grass, was thrown into Jiang Dali's big mouth, and went straight into his throat and into his stomach, without even having to swallow it.
This elixir, which was diluted with a drop of thousand-year-old yellow ginseng juice, was put into the throat, and it immediately turned into a fiery heat that spread throughout the body, helping Jiang Dali's injuries in the chest meridians to heal faster, forcing him to break out into a hot sweat.