"Mr. Xu..."

The knight shook his head slightly: "This old man has a bad temper, so it's better not to deal with him."

"Medal, place, army, rivers and lakes. This old man has hurt too many people's interests. It's okay to be in the temple. I put it in the place, hahaha..."

Yuan Jingying narrowed her eyes slightly:

"Our opponent is still the crazy woman from the Jinyiwei... It's late, let's talk about it when you go to the city."

...

"Wearing armor and holding sharp weapons, crossing the line in an orderly manner. Are those people born in the army?! Are they here because of the rebellion of Liansheng Sect? Or..."

In the carriage, Yang Yu was still guessing the identity of the group.

With a glance, he felt a considerable threat. The leader's martial arts skills were probably much higher than that of Yuchi Long.

Even when the latter attacked the death penalty, he never felt such a strong threat.

"Master Yang..."

Outside the carriage, there was a voice of asking for help: "Good, go quickly? Otherwise, we are afraid we will sleep in the wilderness today..."

In the snow, several prisoners with only single clothes complained.

After the warriors changed their blood, they could resist the cold and heat to a certain extent, but they were dispelled from their internal energy and penetrated the pipa bone.

It's better during the day, but if you sleep in the wild at night, you'll be afraid you'll be able to freeze to death.

"Yes, Mr. Yang. Just lie down. We will lead the horse and kick it for you, so that you will never get tired."

As the sun sets, several prisoners feel the chill.

Just a snort about Shanshui and closed his eyes.

Although he was not proficient in horizontal martial arts, he could not raise his internal energy even after five blood changes, and he was not afraid of this little chill.

"What? Do you still want to stay in inns and restaurants?"

When he opened the curtain, Yang Yu sneered.

The rebellion of Liansheng Sect lasted all night, and there were fighting everywhere. He could commit numerous bloody crimes and not be killed yet. Naturally, these criminals were not a good deal.

They all changed their blood, and the two who drove the car had changed their blood again.

"Even if it's a dilapidated temple."

Jiang Du and Zhao Jiu were driving the car, also begging: "I'm not hiding it to you, we still have some wealth outside this city, I wish to give it to you all..."

"Yes, we have a manor, and we are willing to serve it with both hands."

The other prisoners begged.

They are really scared.

This "Yang Beheaded" was so mean and killed everyone overnight. Someone had seen them.

I was afraid that he would really freeze himself in the wild.

"Are you bribing me?"

Yang Yu pinched his chin and was a little fun:

"The Ming Dynasty's laws are strict, and you can take bribes of 60 feet and kill them. You have reached this point, and you still want to drag me into the water?"

"How dare you frame the adults? You really can't stand it."

Several prisoners complained.

"Before it's dark, you must stop."

Yang Yu glanced at Guan Shanshui and put down the curtain.

He didn't pity these scumbags, but he didn't like to sleep in the wilderness.

The prisoners who were allowed were immediately cheered up. The two of them drove their horses in front of the car and the prisoners behind them were not afraid to fall behind.

In the wind-blown car curtain, they could vaguely see the large exaggerated steel bow.

Yang Yuli only brought a bow, twelve arrows, half a pig's knife, a few gold and silver notes, and a few taels of broken silver.

The rest are dry food and medicinal materials. Of course, the largest number is the various types of "iron broad beans".

In the days before leaving Montenegro, he did nothing.

He won't lose anything he deserves.

call!

Swallowing grains of iron broad beans, Yang Yu closed his eyes, urging his internal energy to wander around his body, pushing the progress of the iron crotch exercise bit by bit.

The formation of ribs and tendons brings great oppression to the body while also bringing great pressure.

However, it was this oppression that made his external martial arts progress much faster than before.

Buzz ~

With both mind and internal energy, Yang Yu also entered the cauldron of gluttony.

More than 30 ingredients of various types were blown away by the impact of purple and gold light. Yang Yu stretched out his hand and held the purple gold swallowing treasure gourd in his hand.

These days, he has to play with this gourd for a long time almost every day, trying to get something from it.

Unfortunately, although this gourd was called "Dao Fruit" by the madman from Liansheng Sect, it was blank inside and outside, and there was nothing left by his predecessors at all.

There is not even a trace of manual carving.

It's really like the rumor that "the gathering of heaven and earth" and "not the polishing of acquired spirits".

"You have treasure mountain, but you are blocked from the door."

After looking over and over for a long time, Yang Yu sighed and let go of the treasure gourd.

Turning to another recipe.

The nine ox and two tigers in refining.

"According to those books, the so-called supernatural powers are the powers that can be obtained after the 'Dao Fruit' has been refining the 'level' and achieving...

This King Zhao of the Western Palace also owns a Taoist fruit?"

Yu Yang guessed.

After getting the God-Grass, the recipe has not disappeared, or in other words, once the recipe is obtained, it will not disappear.

"I have three more chances to enter Liujishan... Once it is exhausted, I still need to fill in eleven ingredients to turn on again."

Yang Yu muttered in his heart, and he was eager to try it out.

What is the level of being in that battle now?

Can you fight against that King Zhao of the Western Palace?

After glanced at dozens of ingredients, Yang Yu felt relieved. It was just a piece of ingredients that could be wasted.

Buzz ~

With his thoughts, the recipe of Jiuniu and Erhu shines brightly. In the blink of an eye, Yang Yu entered the familiar Liujishan battlefield.

The setting sun is like blood, and flags are flying.

...

...

Huh!

In the cold wind, the carriage galloped on the uneven official road.

The prisoners trampled on the snow, sweating all over, and panted quickly. Seeing that it was dark, they all felt a little anxious.

Suddenly, a person seemed to see something:

"Fire, there is fire!"

At this time, it was dark, and the fire was faint, but it was very conspicuous, and everyone was excited.

"call!"

In the carriage, Yang Yu wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead.

This time, he was not as lucky as before. He went straight into the death camp. As soon as the horn sounded, thousands of troops rushed over and trampled on him.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! A wave of concentrated fire is much faster than the last time I died, and I have not seen the shadow of the King Zhao of the Western Palace.

"Fire?"

Hearing the noise outside, Yang Yu lifted the curtain and took a look, frowned slightly and stopped everyone:

"Stop!"

"Xilulu~"

Jiang Du, who was driving the car, did not dare to neglect, so he hurriedly grabbed the horse.
To be continued...