Tianming and Ganie were walking in a very dry place. The road was very long, and they didn't know where they were going. They only knew that they wanted to escape from Ying Zheng's power.
Suddenly there was the sound of horse hoofbeats behind them, and they were standing in the middle of the Huangyang River and Shimen Gorge, with Qin troops standing in front and behind them. The Mohist giant and Master Ban stood aside to watch the battle.
An arrow flew out. Genie held the sword in his hand tightly and started fighting with the three hundred iron cavalry. The three hundred iron cavalry quickly became vulnerable and were all defeated by Genie.
Sure enough, I was standing on a small hill, still holding the tightly wrapped sword in my hand. It was not noticeable at first, but because the tip of the hill was only as sharp as a little finger, if the Qing Gong was not powerful,
, unable to stand at all.
"Who are you?" Gai Nie still looked at me indifferently. "Passer-by." I looked at the dead and injured Qin soldiers and said lightly. "Tianming, let's go!" Gai Nie pulled Tianming out and walked out.
caught my sight.
"Uncle, uncle!" Not far away, Gai Nie died due to serious injuries and fell to the ground, pressing on Tianming's body.
"You are!" Tianming looked at me who suddenly appeared, a little surprised. This person was so elusive. He was standing in that place just now, and now he suddenly appeared here.
I helped Gai Nie up and leaned against the tree trunk. During this time Gai Nie opened his eyes and said, "Are you?" "Passerby!" These three words were again plain and without any tone. "Me." He was still thinking.
I said something, but I couldn't bear it anymore and passed out all of a sudden.
"Uncle, please help take care of it first, and I'll get some water and food." Tianming immediately ran to the creek, fetched water with a leaf, and then hurriedly caught the pheasants.
Godfather, there is a spirit in the sky, have you seen it? Tianming has grown so big, but he is always reckless. When can I teach him your eighteen shocking swords? It seems that this is
It's an uneven road! Thinking of my godfather, my eyes started to get wet again. It seems that I still haven't realized that when the sword is cold, people are even colder; when the sword is ruthless, people are even more ruthless.
"How old are you?" Tianming sat over and roasted pheasants. "14." I glanced at him, wondering what he meant by asking. "You're not much older than me, but your Qinggong is so good!"
"After saying that, he remembered the scene in Huangyangchuan. Qinggong was really amazing. "I'll teach you when I have time." I opened the kettle and took a sip of water.
"Really? You can't go back on what you said!" His eyes began to shine, "By the way, I've known you for so long, but I still don't know your name? My name is Tianming!" He patted his chest, very happy. "
Shui Mo Xuan." I ignored his childish behavior.
"Oh, why are you so cold?" He scratched his hair, feeling very depressed.
"Not cold." I still ignored his actions. I really don't know how such a typical child could avenge his father? Anyway, I can't believe it.
"The fireworks are lit?" In a room not far away, someone saw the fireworks in the sky. "Stop, Shao Yu, you can't go!" Master Fan looked at Shao Yu, why is this child so frizzy? "
But what if something happens?" Shaoyu ignored Master Fan's advice and ran to the back mountain with some people.
"This kid!" Master Fan also called a few people to follow Shao Yu's footsteps and catch up.
"Does it smell good?" Tianming tore off a piece of pheasant and handed it to me, then asked the question with an expectant look on his face. Well, I took a bite and it was indeed good. It seemed that he was very good at roasting pheasant. I nodded.
, it seems that he will have no problem surviving in the wild, at least he will not starve to death.
"But the uncle is still unconscious and can't eat!" Tianming regretted that his pheasant was not tasted by the uncle.
"Who are you?" Suddenly there was a roar, which shocked us all, and then we turned to look at the person who came: he was dressed in purple and looked like a king, but he still had a childish look.