Snowy Tianchi.
Nan Qingfeng, Fu Sheng, Feng Quan and other big demons have returned to the ancestral mountain of the demon clan, but the demon and demon armies are still on the offensive. As for the human race, after losing a thirteenth-level military strategist, they rely on
With the remaining nine sword-suppressing towers and a large number of troops, the players managed to hold on to the Snow Ridge defense line, and in the end they did not allow the monsters and demons to successfully move south.
North Hill.
Lin Zhao was sitting on the cliff, and Leng Yan was sitting next to him. Leng Yan did not go down the mountain to kill monsters and level up. He wanted to stay with him for a while. Lin Zhao's mood was extremely complicated. Huo Piaoyao was seriously injured and was on the verge of death. This incident
He had a responsibility that he couldn't shirk. If he hadn't neglected to take precautions, it would have been impossible for the demon king Man Yuan to sneak into the snowy Tianchi. And Huo Pou Yao's spear was pointed towards the north. He never thought that the fatal blow would come.
Comes from behind.
"Don't be too sad, everything will be fine."
Leng Yan frowned and said: "Huo Piaoyao is a Saint of the Thirteenth Realm of the Military Family. He has a profound foundation in cultivation. He will definitely be able to heal his injuries after being sent back to the ancestral court of the Military Family. Besides, it is useless for you to worry!"
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded and said, "I'm fine."
He turned to look at Zhi Zhi and said, "How is the dragon boat?"
"More than 100 people were injured and more than 60 people died."
Zhi Zhi frowned slightly and said: "And Xiang Ji... the demon power when he was killed was too strong, so... not even a bone was left, and the whole person was directly turned into blood and evaporated.
.”
"knew."
Lin Zhao took a deep breath and said, "Build a tomb for Xiang Ji and bury him in the back mountain."
"Um."
Zhi Zhi looked to the west, and Lin Zhao also looked to the west. Previously, Lin Zhao could actually sense that there was a strong kendo luck in the west, and he could even feel that the kendo luck in the west direction suddenly became much stronger.
If a twelve-level swordsman dies in battle in the world of ghosts, his sword luck will be scattered in the world of ghosts.
"What's going on over there?" Lin Zhao asked.
"A swordsman died in battle."
Zhi Zhi said softly: "It's Senior Xu Zhan. His Qi has completely disappeared, and his kendo luck was fluctuating before his death. If nothing else, he should have died by self-destructing his sword. After Senior Xu Zhan died in the battle,
The auras of three great demons of the 12th realm also disappeared."
"That's it..."
Lin Zhao frowned, like an eggplant beaten by frost, his whole body wilted, and he felt very uncomfortable. When he closed his eyes, he could picture Xu Zhan holding a wine pot with his face flushed. This Mohist Sword Immortal
He was so free and easy. I didn't expect him to walk away so free and easy. It can be said that the Mo family's ancestors paid too much in this war.
Man Yuan went west, so he was even more worried about Xiao Jiu'er and Miss Lin.
…
Not long after, an old man wearing a gray and white gown appeared outside Beishan. He was an old man on crutches with a wine gourd hanging from his waist. Although his face was old, his face was rosy. Lin Zhao stood up suddenly and smiled in surprise.
: "Mr.'s sir?"
"Lin Zhao."
The old gentleman said hello and walked up the mountain unsteadily.
"Are there any guests?"
Leng Yan couldn't help but smile and said: "Then you entertain me and I go to practice at the guild level?"
"Um!"
Lin Zhao nodded.
Leng Yan went down the mountain with a long sword in hand, passed by the old gentleman, and smiled at the old gentleman: "Hello, old gentleman, my name is Leng Yan, and I'm going down the mountain."
"ah?"
The old gentleman was confused, and then he saw the graceful Seventh Realm Sword Cultivator coming down the mountain. He immediately stepped forward and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, this is... your confidante?"
Lin Zhao scratched his head: "That's right..."
The old gentleman immediately gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "My Xiao Zhao's taste is quite good!"
Lin Zhao was even more embarrassed.
On the side, Gao Zhi couldn't see through the old gentleman's cultivation base at all, but he was Qin Suihan's husband, and he should obviously be a fourteenth-level man, so he smiled respectfully and said: "Sir, take the old gentleman to visit the mountain top. Garden?"
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded: "My husband finally came to the Shanding Villa as a guest. I will entertain him well at noon and bring out the mellowest wine and the freshest fish soup from our Shanding Villa."
The old gentleman smiled: "Okay, okay~~~"
So he and Lin Zhao went up the mountain side by side.
On the mountain road, Tong Yu stood on a huge rock with a sword stake. When he looked here, he immediately put away his gestures, cupped his fists and saluted the old gentleman, and said: "Mountain Top Villa, Tong Yu, I have met the old gentleman!"
Although she didn't know him, she must be one of her own who could walk side by side with Brother Lin Zhao.
The old gentleman smiled and nodded, signaling Tong Yu to continue and not to worry about him.
On the way, Wang Yue put his hands behind his back and walked down the mountain step by step with fist stakes. When he saw Mr. Lin Zhaohe, his reaction was almost exactly the same as Tong Yu's. He stood up straight, performed a very standard martial arts salute, and said with a smile. : "Mountain Top Villa, Wang Yue, I have met the old gentleman!"
The old gentleman smiled and nodded, but when he looked at Wang Yue's fate, he felt a little pity in his heart, but the cause and effect had already been determined, and even if he could see through it, he couldn't change anything.
Naturally, Lin Zhao raised his hand and said hello: "Dongzang, make some more side dishes for lunch. I want to entertain your husband's husband."
In the apricot forest, a figure in an apricot yellow dress floated down. It was Dong Zang. With a smile on his face, he gave a blessing to the old gentleman and said, "Dong Zang has met the old gentleman."
The old man smiled and squinted, even Xingnu? Xiao Zhao’s mountain top garden is really all-inclusive, very good, very different from ordinary mountain gates, it’s unique!
…
Dong Zang began to prepare lunch dishes, while Lin Zhao took a fishing rod and fished on the spot. The fish just caught was the freshest. You can't use second-rate ingredients to entertain the old man. However, while he was fishing, the old man It can also be seen that Lin Zhao is a little absent-minded, and looks to the west from time to time, with worry in his eyes.
"It's fine."
The old gentleman smiled and said: "Su Qingjiu and Lin Wanhua have very tough lives. As long as they don't want to die, no one can kill them. They two still have a long way to go."
"real?"
Lin Zhao was pleasantly surprised.
"Um."
The old man smiled slightly and saw through Lin Zhao's Yunjian Lake at a glance. He discovered the crack on the tip of Feijian Haoran's sword in Yunjian Lake. He also saw that the true Confucianism and Taoism contained in Feijian Haoran was actually somewhat scattered. He smiled and said: "Everything has its own cause and effect. Xiao Zhao, you have already done a lot of things. The hidden threads you have laid will intertwine on their own, so there is no need to disturb yourself."
"yes."
Lin Zhao nodded and accepted the instruction.
Soon after, Tian Tianju started cooking. Wang Yue and Tong Yu came to help. Lin Zhao caught a big white fish and made soup for his husband by himself. The meal started not long after, and the old man sat in the living room. After getting off, I looked at the table. It was made of wood from the twelfth realm of flame maple, and the chairs were made of the wood of the eleventh realm of ash. As expected of a disciple of Sui Han, he is very fastidious!
Lin Zhao first served a bowl of fish soup to the old man. After he tasted it, the old man was so shocked that he couldn't help stroking his beard and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, everyone in our school has been to many thirteen realms.
In the four realms, there have been many champions of secular dynasties, and many Confucian saints, but to be honest, there has never been a disciple as good as you in our lineage. If there is a realm in cooking, you
A bowl of white fish soup begins with the fifteenth realm!”
"ah?"
Lin Zhao scratched his head and laughed: "Really?"
"real!"
"My husband's husband has also tried Dong Zang's cooking. Her cooking is delicious."
"Uh-huh!"
The old gentleman took off his chopsticks like flying, while Lin Zhao brought out a jar of peach blossom wine given by Han Yurou, the Peach Blossom Demon of Tongjing Lake. The moment he unsealed the mud, the old gentleman was already sniffing desperately, and his whole head almost reached the mouth of the jar.
, a pair of eyes almost straightened: "What kind of wine is this? It's so mellow, it's incredible..."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Over there at Tongjing Lake, I have a friend who was born to be a peach blossom demon. This is the peach blossom wine she brewed. If your husband likes it, then drink more."
"Um!"
The old gentleman was so rude, he drank bowl after bowl, and his face became even more rosy. He smiled and said: "The taste of this wine is comparable to the wine made by Sui Han. It's really good, really good..."
Lin Zhao said with a smile: "In this case, I will give my husband two jars of peach blossom brew, oh no... five jars!"
"good!"
The old gentleman smiled and narrowed his eyes. Suihan's wine was almost finished, but the wine from another generation was replenished like this. This trip was really not in vain.
…
Kusong River, upper reaches.
Under the three sword lights, Su Qingjiu, Lin Wanhua, and Cao Ying, three twelfth-level sword cultivators, almost arrived in this area together. And just on the upstream river, standing on the water in a green shirt, it was Xu Shuo.
"came back?"
Xu Shuo said.
"Um."
Su Qingjiu nodded and did not mention Xu Zhan's death, but Xu Shuo must have guessed it.
"It's still not enough."
Xu Shuo looked at the river water and said: "The water transport in the upper reaches is still too strong. If the monster really wakes up, it may still be able to eat up the ghost world's luck in one go and support a realm of the Fourteenth Realm."
"What should we do?"
Lin Wanhua frowned and asked.
Xu Shuo smiled bitterly: "In order to ban this demon king who has a road close to water, Master Xu Zhan even gave up his life. What do I, Xu Shuo, have to regret? Please protect me. Xu Shuo is willing to use the first level of realm to defeat Ku.
Water transportation at the source of the Songjiang River.”
"Is it really necessary?" Su Qingjiu asked.
"Is necessary."
"etc!"
Lin Wanhua turned around suddenly and saw a ball of fire breaking through the human world. She immediately frowned and said, "He's here!"
Su Qingjiu gently raised his sword Lingxi.
In that ball of fire, the demonic aura was rich and blazing. Demon King Manyuan was covered in flames, and the sun, moon, and water fire sticks in his hands swept towards him. His eyes were full of rebelliousness, and he laughed loudly: "Come on, come on, I'll give you one."
happy!"
"you!"
Cao Ying was the first to bear the brunt. She had no choice but to fight if she didn't want to fight. She suddenly stabbed out with a sword, and suddenly thousands of sword intentions appeared around the blade. Almost all her cultivation was concentrated on this sword, but the sword light had just touched.
The sun, moon, water, and fire sticks were wiped out in an instant, and immediately after a loud "bang" sound, Cao Ying's blood spilled into the sky, and almost half of her body was broken into pieces by the stick.
This chapter has been completed!