Behind Zhongnan Mountain, Tomb of the Living Dead, in the forest in front of the tomb entrance.
A rude man fell on the pile of rocks and did not know whether to live or die. A young man was bleeding from all his orifices and fell into a pool of blood. A strong man with a broken neck was lying in the crowd without blinking. A man in gray clothes wearing a strange mask stood with a long knife thrust into the ground.
On the opposite side of the crowd, he stood firmly at the entrance of the ancient tomb.
The scene formed a confrontation between two parties. One side was a martial arts group with hundreds of people, and the other side was a man in gray wearing a single sword. No matter how you looked at the scene on the field, you felt that the single side was weak, but for some reason
, the one with more people was obviously more solemn in aura, while the one with a single sword looked relaxed and normal, which was really strange.
At this time, in the ancient tomb, a beautiful little girl wearing a dark yellow and colorful pipa-sleeved deep robe with pink and yellow leather head, Xuanji pattern and jade brocade on the upper body, and a light coffee embroidered Qi Ke method scattered flower skirt on the lower body jumped up.
In front of the stone table, this girl has a red pointed chin, big eyes like shooting stars under her eyebrows, and neat black hair. If you look closely, this girl has a very beautiful life.
At this time, she was tilting her beautiful head to look at the woman in white who was holding a book on the table and reading quietly and asked: "Sister Long, why is there no sound outside?"
Hearing this, the woman in white never left the book in her hand. This woman had an oval face like white jade, dark phoenix eyes under her eyebrows, and long, silky dark cloud-like hair hanging straight down her lower back. She raised her head and raised her eyebrows.
In an instant, a cold feeling emanated from her, giving the impression that she was a peerless beauty with icy muscles and jade bones, even more beautiful than the little one next to her.
Her eyelids were raised slightly, her beautiful eyes continued to stare at the next page of the book, and she said coldly: "Why don't they stop making trouble, so as not to disturb people's peace and make people bored."
These words made the little girl beside me so anxious that she jumped up and down and said, "That's not it, Sister Long. Aren't you curious why they suddenly became quiet?"
"Not curious."
"..."
Although he knew what kind of temperament he, Sister Long, had always had, a ten-year-old child was at the age when he was most curious. How could he not be curious about the suddenly quiet scene outside? He was so anxious to walk back and forth around the woman in white.
walk around.
Thinking that she was annoyed by the little girl, the woman in white raised her beautiful eyes and looked at the little girl with a big mouth and said: "Are you very free now? Have you finished your homework?"
"This... there are some..." The bright girl didn't dare to get angry when the woman in white asked her, and she spat out her pink tongue and replied weakly.
"Then why don't you go quickly? Your skin is itchy again, isn't it? Qing is still practicing on the cold jade bed. It's better for you. Why do you have to know something today? You won't survive tomorrow?"
The woman in white just held the book and looked at the little girl who was having a bad temper quietly while speaking horrifying words.
"Oh, Xiaoyao, why don't you come out and get some air? Sister Long is the best, and she will definitely not punish Xiaoyao." The little girl ran to the woman in white and took her hand, shaking her hand and saying coquettishly.
Rolling her eyes at this little girl who was always lazy and making fun of her, the woman in white said, "How old are you to be such a lazy person? You can sleep by yourself at night."
"No!!! Sister Long!! Xiaoyao is scared!!" As soon as the woman in white said the words, the little girl burst into tears. She shook the woman in white's arm and begged for mercy.
Yes, the two people in the ancient tomb are Lu Yao and Xiao Longnu. Ever since Dong Zhang left, the two sisters Lu Yao would secretly go to Xiao Longnu’s room every night and squeeze her to sleep together. It seems that after their brother left, the two sisters
He regarded the Dragon Girl as his new spiritual sustenance, and the Dragon Girl always said that she would drive them out, but in fact she felt sorry for these two annoying little goblins.
It's strange that he accepts them politely every time. Xiao Longnu obviously doesn't talk much and doesn't know how to comfort people, but every time Lu Yao just lays his head on her, he will fall asleep very peacefully. Xiao Qing
The same thing is true. She is actually a disciple rather than a biological sister. When Dongzhang is away, Xiao Longnu naturally takes up the responsibility of taking care of them and plays the role of the head of the family.
At night, the two sisters discussed the most about their stinky brother who walked away. The dragon girl listened quietly and did not respond. But every time the two sisters mentioned that person's name, in the dark, the dragon girl would secretly bite him.
Yinya, I think he was really angry with someone, but the two sisters didn't know about it.
Outside the ancient tomb, after the heroes were quiet for a moment, several people jumped out of the crowd and rushed towards Dongzhang with their swords raised, while more people still had a wait-and-see attitude, because they were not sure about the strength of this young man, so they all stood aside to watch.
And the few people who rushed towards Dongzhang with swords even yelled angrily: "You brat, let me show you what I am capable of."
With a laugh, Dongzhang released his hand on the handle of the knife and took a few steps forward and said: "Using a knife would be too much of a bully for you, and you are not worthy, so just play with you little shrimps with your bare hands."
"You're going too far!"
"Kill him!"
"superior!!"
As soon as Dongzhang finished speaking, seven or eight figures separated from the crowd and rushed towards Dongzhang. The person at the front jumped up in the air as he approached, holding a long sword in his hand and stabbed Dongzhang's face door several times with great speed.
He is already not weak in the arena.
"Death, boy!" The man shouted to Dongzhang from the air with a grin on his face.
"This is Yu Chenghong, who is famous for his fast swordsmanship from the Guiyi sect. This man seems to have encountered a tough situation." Someone in the crowd recognized the swordsman and exclaimed. Everyone in the crowd was shocked when they heard this name.
He looked at Dongzhang who was motionless in the field with the expression of watching a good show, wanting to see how this mysterious man who spoke arrogantly would be dealt with soon, but before the man could finish his words, a huge change had already occurred in the field.
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Dong Zhangcan smiled and stretched out his left hand to hold the long sword stabbing him firmly with two fingers. He pinched the blade with a thud in Yu Chenghong's horrified eyes, and moved his right palm lightly towards Yu who was in the air.
Cheng Hong patted it: "It's too slow..."
The colorless palm force hit Yu Chenghong's chest in an instant and silently, and a muffled sound came, POOF!
Yu Chenghong was hit by an invisible force, and his body flew backwards and hit many onlookers.
"Ahhhhhh it's so hot!!!" Many cries of pain suddenly rang out from the crowd, and everyone jumped up and down to escape from Yu Chenghong. The person involved, Yu Chenghong, had an obvious dent in his chest, and there was also a wave of pain coming from his body.
There was a burning stench, and his chest was even burnt black. Even his face was black, and there were bursts of green smoke. His eyes were wide open and he was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.
Everyone looked at Yu Chenghong who died in a horrified manner and were shocked beyond words. At this moment, the few people who attacked Dongzhang were flying backwards like cannonballs. They were already dead the moment they fell to the ground. How did they die?
He is exactly the same miserable as Yu Chenghong.
"What kind of kungfu is this? To be so domineering?" All the heroes opened their mouths and looked at Dongzhang, who was not even stained with ashes in the field, and were shocked.
Dongzhang clapped his hands and said with a smile to the shocked heroes: "Come on, I will have fun with you today. No one can leave..."