Chapter 321 Erlang of the Spiritual Appearance True Monarch
The wind blew across the wilderness, and dozens of barbarians surged into the caravan. After the screams, there was a series of collisions of swords and weapons. In a moment, three caravan guards fell in a pool of blood.
As for the bullock cart over there, the old cows were running wildly, like a bulldozer carrying a few barbarians into the air. They were hit by several swordsmen, leaving only shallow white marks.
After a moment, a fire exploded, and the two barbarians were on fire. They still silently waved their axes and approached the fat Taoist. The latter had never seen such a lifeless battle. He hurriedly shrank his head and squatted on the ground, and the ax swept past his Taoist hat.
"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"
"My dear mother, these barbarians are invincible."
The fat Taoist held out a few talismans without believing in evil. At this moment, a whistling sound pierced the air and banged on the cart, making the fat Taoist's hands tremble in fright.
An extremely burly figure, with black air surrounding his shoulders and head, rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed. He grabbed the talisman in the fat Taoist's hand and at the same time, knocked the Taoist away. He squinted at the strange carriage. , feeling a "clatter" sound inside, the bald man with thick beard bared his teeth and exhaled a breath of black air, instantly surrounding the carriage, revealing strange characters.
"Take them away—"
An unknown language came out of his mouth, and the barbarians around him had their voices heard. They let out barbaric shouts in unison, and tied up the few people in the caravan who were not dead, as well as the fat Taoist on the ground, and others got in. The ox cart also dragged out the crazy old man who was still playing with deadwood inside.
The crazy old man tilted his head, looked at the group of barbarians, then looked at the fat Taoist who was gagged and tied like a rice dumpling, and quickly stretched out his hand that was still holding the two wooden sticks.
"Quick, tie me up too. What are you playing with? Is it fun?"
The fat Taoist stared, whining and shaking his head.
But the crazy old man didn't care about this. He jumped out of the car and stretched out his hand in front of the burly bald man. The latter was also a little dazed. He had never seen someone so proactively ask to be arrested.
However, after hesitating for a moment, he asked his barbarians to tie up this weird old man together. He glanced at the outline of the city wall in the distance. The soldiers on the city pointed at it and shouted, knowing that it would attract the army and wizards in the city. There was no benefit, so he quickly left with the barbarians around him.
What he didn't know was that at the moment the carriage was sealed.
Far away in the city, Chen Yuan, who was drinking and chatting with Duma and the caravan leader, suddenly had a cold light in his eyes. The temperature in the entire tavern suddenly dropped rapidly, causing many drinkers to shiver. .
"Why is it so cold all of a sudden? My most expensive guest...are you okay?"
Duma saw that Chen Yuan didn't say a word, stood up and walked out expressionlessly, looked at each other with the caravan leader, and hurriedly followed.
As soon as Chen Yuan came out at the door of the tavern, Monk Zhenhai also walked towards this side.
"The poor monk felt it."
Chen Yuan nodded, not caring at all about the eyes of the people passing by on the street. The Yuehuang Sword on his waist soared into the sky, he flew up, holding the hilt of the sword, it turned into a streak of light and flew out of the city.
The Zhenhai monk strode forward with his staff in hand, his cassocks squeaking and caressing as he shot into the sky like a cannonball and streaked across the high city wall.
The two of them descended to the road and looked at the three corpses lying in the caravan. Chen Yuan stepped over expressionlessly and went straight to the carriage. Seeing a layer of black air floating on it, Chen Yuan raised his hand and slapped it.
Going up, the black air suddenly dispersed, the wind blew the car curtains high, and the master inside disappeared.
Moo!
Lao Niu felt his master's breath rushing out of the woods on one side of the road. His body was covered with marks of being slashed, and he called out pitifully in front of Chen Yuan.
"Where are my master and Lao Sun?"
Chen Yuan turned his head to look at it, and Lao Niu used his demonic power to make a voice: "He was captured by a group of savages. One of the hairless savages was so powerful that I couldn't beat him. Fortunately, I was clever enough to hide it, otherwise I wouldn't have had a chance to fight him."
Report from the master’s house.”
"The cow didn't lie."
Guan Yumuziao dragged the Yanyue Dao out of the car, "A group of unidentified people did come. Guan sensed that one of them had magical power and was quite strong."
"Can the Lord catch up?"
In fact, Chen Yuan is not very worried. The master's body is difficult for others to hurt, but the fat Taoist is too low-level to be killed and eaten.
But it is not difficult to find them. Chen Yuan has already left a mark on his master so that he can be found if he gets separated in the future.
"Imperial order..." Chen Yuan raised the magic spell in his hand, but as soon as he shouted two words, Guan Yu Muxiao over there quickly interrupted him: "Guan wanted to go, but your master took his mount for fun, and along with that
The Xiaotian dog was taken away together."
"You have no horses, but we have them!"
The ones who spoke were Qin Qiong, Yu Chigong, Huo Qubing and others, who all rode out on wooden ponies. For the foreigners, their hands had been itchy for a long time, especially Huo Qubing, who wished he could survive.
"Back then, if we knew that there was such a world outside the Western Regions, we would come over and have fun no matter what."
"Don't argue with a certain family!"
Behind the few people, a majestic voice sounded. Lu Bu, with an animal face, a head-swallowing armor, and feathers on his head, strode out with a wooden halberd casually on his shoulder.
"Marquis Wen is going?"
"Why not go? A certain family has put aside its grudges with these barbarians!" Lu Bu showed an angry face for some reason, and his whole body exuded murderous aura. Chen Yuan asked Guan Yu in a low voice why, but before Guan Yu could speak, Zhang came out after
He laughed without restraint.
"This guy finally figured it out, but the card table was knocked down by a slap from the barbarian."
Uh~
Chen Yuan knew that Lu Bu had lost a lot recently, and judging from the anger on his face, he was probably even more manic than when he learned that his favorite Diao Chan had been taken over by Dong Zhuo.
"Then Marquis Wen is in front, and the monk and I are following closely behind!"
After saying this, the incense rose.
…
The sun is slightly tilted.
In a low valley in the distant foothills, there are a large number of thatched houses. In the empty space, naked men and women smeared paint on the altar, and performed strange dances to the sound of human skin drums.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! On one side of the altar, the fat Taoist, the crazy old man, and several caravan guards were all tied to the wooden frame. In front of them was a boiling cauldron, which was sizzling.
It was steaming and had an unpleasant smell inside, which was nauseating.
The fat Taoist saw at a glance that this was a rhythm that was going to cook them. He was trembling with fear and wanted to call the crazy old man over there, but the latter actually watched the dance on the altar with interest and followed it by twisting on the wooden frame.
Twist.
It’s unreliable~~
As he was thinking, he suddenly thought that there was a chance to save himself in the yellow bag around his waist, and lowered his voice.
"Toad...toad...Zixing, come out quickly!"
The yellow bag suddenly moved. A frog's web opened the mouth of the bag, and a toad head poked out. He said in a low voice: "Is there another Taoist scripture to be taught? Wait, I'll get the notes."
"No, help to untie them. Is there an old lunatic who is going to be cooked if you don't follow the rules?"
Hearing this, Toad noticed his surroundings and snorted coldly.
"A group of barbarians, I will kill them all by setting off poisonous smoke."
"We can't kill him. There is another barbarian with a high level of cultivation. Don't take risks. Save me first. If we work together, we can still have a chance to get out of trouble!"
Seeing what the Taoist said, the toad slowly leaned out, and while the guarding barbarians were not paying attention, it slowly climbed up along the wooden frame with its limbs, "Then you find a way to hold it back, I will use the poisonous smoke to corrode the rope.
"
"Don't make too many moves, or you'll be discovered."
The fat Taoist warned in a low voice, and then shouted to the barbarians around him: "Ouch, I have a stomachache. If you want to eat me, can you let me go to the toilet first and clear out the dirt in my intestines? Otherwise, I will have a bad taste later. Don't worry, I am.
In this regard, I am very particular about cooking my own food, and I also want it to look good and taste good!”
But the barbarians around him only glanced at him and didn't understand what he was talking about, so they stopped looking.
The fat Taoist wanted to shout again, but then a black energy suddenly came and blocked his mouth. The burly barbarian he had seen before walked out of a thatched hut wearing a robe made of animal skins, and simply carried
As soon as he started, a barbarian came over like a sacrifice, followed by two followers, one holding a dagger made of bone, and the other holding a container made of skulls.
The priest walked up to several caravan guards, his lips kept moving, and he chanted incomprehensible prayers. He grabbed the bone dagger and stabbed one of the guards in the chest. The latter's eyes widened and he didn't say a word.
Then he lowered his head and swallowed his breath. From his chest, drops of blood dripped down the dagger into the container.
Then the priest walked to the next guard and did the same thing.
When the fat Taoist saw that it was the crazy old man's turn, he shook his head crazily and wanted to shout, but the old man didn't pay attention at all. When he saw that several guards turned their heads and became silent, he actually happily asked the priest to come over quickly.
"Hurry up, hurry up, old man!"
Then, the bone dagger was really inserted into the chest of the crazy old man. The old man grinned in pain, but he could not breathe. The priest was stunned and at a loss what to do.
This is the first time I have encountered such a scene.
Seeing their dazed expressions, the crazy old man thought of the lifeless guard over there with his head tilted and said, 'If I don't die, they might not be able to continue playing, and it won't be the fat Taoist's turn.'
'Well, I have to die.'
After thinking about it, the crazy old man suddenly screamed "Ah!" and said: "I hurt so much!" Then he tilted his head and became silent.
The two pieces of wood in his hands also fell to the ground behind him.
The barbarian priest and two followers in front of him opened their mouths slightly. It was not because of the weird way of death of the crazy old man, but because there was no blood flowing out at all.
The tall barbarian saw the pause and walked straight over.
Under the wooden frame, the Xiaotian Dog that fell on the ground withered and wisps of green smoke rose up, turning into a white dog. Just as it was about to bar its teeth and roar in filial piety, the figure coming towards it enlarged its eyes with a kick.
"Where did the dog come from!"
The white dog whimpered and rolled out.
…
boom--
There was a thunder in the sky, and Chen Yuan, who was flying with a sword, had a cloudy vision. He looked up and saw that the bright winter day was obscured by the drifting clouds.
Lu Bu, who was originally galloping at the foot of the mountain below, disappeared in an instant.
"Huh?" Chen Yuan frowned in confusion.
At the same time as he felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart, behind him, unknown to him, an old cow was gnawing on old grass and staring at the bell with big eyes, watching the car in front of him shaking.
A golden light shone out of the car curtain, and a wooden wither floated out.
She is handsome and neat, her movements are elegant and quiet, her clothes are gold and white.
The moment Mu Xie slightly raised his head and looked at the sky, a wave of air rolled up and rose into the sky.