Luo Zhiqing tore open a whole piece of half-cooked lamb leg. The scarlet meat was mixed with a trace of blood. He put the shredded meat in his mouth and chewed hard. He wanted to have no barrier with the wolf monsters in the Wolf Valley.
This is necessary.-》
A vulgar wolf demon next to him bit off a large piece of mutton leg meat and chewed it wantonly. Unlike the white tigers, they had a low status in the beast tribe and basically had no etiquette, so they looked rude and unruly.
Chen Yunsheng opened the gray cloth curtain hanging on the wooden door and walked in. He was not at all shocked by the bloody scene in the house and chose a seat near the fire to sit down.
Luo Zhiqing said lightly: "What are you doing here? I don't have good wine here."
Chen Yunsheng shook his head and said, "I'm not here to drink. I just want to say a few words to you."
The three wolf demons retreated wisely. Even if their etiquette was lacking, the rules of respect and inferiority were extremely strict. Luo Zhiqing was the young master of the wolf clan and had great authority. They were not allowed to discuss matters with the guests.
Don't avoid.
Luo Zhiqing said: "If you want to say anything, if it's to persuade me not to go on stage, I'd better not say anything."
Chen Yunsheng forced a smile and was very moved by Luo Zhiqing's persistence. He said: "No, I know that no one can change the decision you make. I just want to provide what I can to help you adjust your state in these three days.
most."
Luo Zhiqing's eyes flashed with a halo, and he said: "I have always been in good condition, and I don't need anything from you." [
"How long has it been since you drew your sword?" Chen Yunsheng asked.
Luo Zhiqing was stunned and then said: "About three months. Three months ago, I killed a spy from Tingfeng Valley outside the Wolf Valley, using a total of eleven swords."
"Three months? That's a long time."
"Well, the killing sword only needs to be unsheathed when killing people." Luo Zhiqing said proudly.
"Do you know what Feng Sheng is good at?" Chen Yunsheng changed the topic. He knew Luo Zhiqing and his pride, so he stopped wasting time.
"He should be good at Mu Xing's spells. I saw that he could use the wind blade to cut through spiritual stones without using magic spells."
"Feng Sheng once killed an elder of the Suanyi tribe who was a low-level Nascent Soul. I believe you know the strength of the demon clan better than I do. That elder's strength is probably enough to deal with a human monk who is a middle-level Nascent Soul." Chen Yunsheng reminded.
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"So what?" Luo Zhiqing shrugged, stuffed another large piece of lamb leg into his mouth, and chewed hard.
Chen Yunsheng smiled and said: "If I were you, I would roast the mutton more cooked. Firstly, it would taste better, and secondly, it wouldn't take so much effort."
Luo Zhiqing also smiled and put the remaining leg of lamb back on the fire. The mutton fat was forced out by the fire and fell on the firewood pile, making a "stinging" sound.
Chen Yunsheng stretched out his legs, got closer to the fire, and said contentedly: "To be honest, I don't know your strength yet, and I am a little worried about your next match. It doesn't matter if you win or lose, the key is life or death."
Luo Zhiqing's eyes fell on the other person's face. After a long time, he said: "You made a mistake in what you just said. You are my defeated general, and my cultivation level is much higher than yours at this time.
"
Chen Yunsheng said calmly: "Except for my cultivation, I am very good at everything else."
Luo Zhiqing snorted heavily, "Okay, since you have repeatedly started talking about wanting to be my sparring partner, I can't live up to your kindness. How about we go there twice?"
"Let's go." Chen Yunsheng smiled.[
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That night, Feng Sheng suffered from insomnia. He walked alone along the huge stone road of Lantau Pass and towards the forest on the edge of the front. For so many years, he always did this whenever he had insomnia.
Although the moonlight was bright, it could not penetrate the dark forest. A wave of humid water vapor came with the smell of fallen leaves, making his face show a trace of displeasure. He didn't like being humid and wet.
Feng Sheng walked alone on the thick dead branches, making a rustling sound, passing through a small forest, and the front suddenly became bright. There were no trees, no grass, just a piece of dry yellow land. It seemed that people came here often.
Otherwise, the vigorous weeds of the Lantau Mountains would have covered this loess long ago.
There are green tombstones neatly arranged in the center of the loess earth. The stone tablets are embedded in the soil at an acute angle with the ground, so that people can easily read the words on them clearly when standing.
Feng Sheng brushed off the dust on the first stone tablet and murmured in a low voice: "Zhuang Yu, Qin Qi, brothers, long time no see, how are you?"
He sat down slowly, took out a coarse porcelain sea bowl from the Naxu ring, and poured a full cup of strong wine. As soon as the wine came out of the jar, it turned into a strong alcohol smell, filling the surrounding air.
Feng Sheng placed the jar in front of the tombstone, picked up the sea bowl, touched the tombstone lightly, and said: "I'm here to see you tonight. If nothing else, let's drink."
He took a sip of the strong drink, and the strong alcohol smell made his mouth, tongue and throat burn, and his heart pounded violently.
"Do you know? In the arena today, Monk Yujing was very heartbroken. He almost came here to accompany you, but losing his life in the arena is the most humiliating thing. We brothers have always died on the battlefield.
"
Feng Sheng took a sip of wine and continued: "Don't blame General Ji. If Huang Shabao hadn't died tragically, he wouldn't have waded into this troubled water and let others laugh."
Having said this, he smiled bitterly and drank all the strong wine in the wine cup. "I will go into battle in three days. It is not for that dandy son of Yinsha, but to seek justice for Huang Shabao."
He threw the wine cup on the wine jar and let all the strong wine soak into the loess. Then he stood up, with a cold light in his eyes, and walked gently towards the woods to the west. It was fifty feet away, as his spiritual consciousness detected.
, there is someone in the woods.
"Who is it? Get out of here!" Feng Sheng shouted.
When the people behind the tree saw that they had failed to evade, a man in rich clothes jumped out, holding a long sword in his hand. Before saying anything, he waved it in front of Feng Sheng a few times, one to intimidate and the other to embolden him.
Seeing that there was only a thin young man, the handsome young man became bolder and became more dandy. He said in a cold voice: "Get out of here quickly, don't ruin grandpa's good deeds."
Feng Sheng's eyes turned cold, and there was a long sword in his hand. From the tip of the sword to the guard, there was a green dragon, which was vivid and lifelike, as if it were real.
"Say, don't die!"
The long sword in Feng Sheng's hand emits a cold light. The handsome young man opposite him also looks like a monk, but his cultivation level is not deep. He only looks like he is in the middle stage of foundation building. Judging from his clothes, he should be a member of the Jinsha family. Feng Sheng is interested.
He hid his cultivation level, otherwise he would be scared to death if he saw it.
Seeing the opponent showing his sword, the armor logo of Lantau Pass was particularly dazzling in the light of the sword. Master Huafu knew that this young man was a war cultivator from Lantau Pass, and he seemed not to be trifled with, so he immediately softened, "Brother, I
I am also a citizen of Jinsha. I wanted to go to Mingyuetai to watch the battle, but I was delayed on the way. No, I bumped into you just as I was walking here. I have offended you so much just now. I am sorry for you. "
Feng Sheng said coldly: "There is another person in the woods. Come out quickly. How long do you want to stay?"
There was a sneer in the woods, and an old man jumped out. He looked to be about sixty years old, well-dressed, wearing a jade sword, and he was from a wealthy family.
As soon as the old man came out, he smiled and said: "Isn't this Master Zhan Xiu from Lantau Pass? Why, don't we, the Jinsha people, even have the right to walk around at night?"
Feng Sheng sneered and said: "If it were the two of you, I wouldn't care if you go to the end of the world, but why are you traveling with eleven women at midnight?"
The richly dressed young man showed a ferocious look on his face and roared: "I accidentally discovered it by you. If you have the wisdom to get out of the way, my brother and I will definitely appreciate it."
Feng Sheng shook his head and pointed to the Lantau Pass logo on his chest armor, indicating that he was a war cultivator of Lantau Pass and could not do anything for personal gain.
The old man smiled oldly and said: "This brother is still young, and it is not a bad thing to take the rules and regulations of Lantau Pass too seriously. But to tell you the truth, I know many war cultivators at Lantau Pass, and they are more flexible than you.
Too much."
Feng Sheng's face showed curiosity, "Oh? I don't understand what you are saying. Aren't all the war cultivators in Lantau Pass like me?"
The old man's smile became more and more secretive, and he said: "It is true that you are young. I ask, which military sect do you work under?"
Feng Sheng said without thinking: "Team A of Tianpeng Camp, why do you ask these questions?"
The old man felt that the young monk in front of him was not only young and inexperienced, but also not very smart. He actually answered all his questions. He immediately chuckled and said: "It's nothing. The captain of Team A of Tianpeng Camp is called Mu Qinsi. He
We are old acquaintances, you can report this matter to him, just ask Jiu Yao's Wang family to take care of him, and say that he will be greatly thanked later, and as for you, brother, we will naturally not treat you badly."
Feng Sheng said indifferently: "What good can I do?"
The old man took out a fist-sized spiritual stone from the Naxu Ring. After thinking about it, he took out another one. There were two pieces of high-grade spiritual stones with excellent color and a total of 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones. They were from Lantau Island Zhanxiu IV.
Months of military pay.
He said with a smile on his face: "Young man, if you pretend that this has not happened, you can take these two spiritual stones. My Wang family also has some influence in Jiuyao City. Even if we make friends today, who can guarantee that there will be no one?"
What about when the stirrups are high and short?”
Feng Sheng looked at the spirit stone in the old man's hand, shook his head gently, and did not put down the sword in his hand to express his attitude.
The handsome man next to him became a little impatient and said rudely: "Uncle, why should I be as knowledgeable as this fool who can't be steamed or boiled? He's not as good as us..."
The old man stretched out his palm, interrupted the dandy's words, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, if it's not like this, we did pick up a few slightly attractive women on our trip, and we can divide them between you. What do you think?
"
The richly dressed young man was very displeased and said: "Uncle, there is no need to be so flattering..."
"Don't fart, shut up. Go and bring those eleven girls to the military master and ask him to pick two." The old man said majestically. See the first advertisement, please come.