"You fucking pig head, I think you are an evil piece of garbage that is a cross between a creature from hell and a human demon," Murong Xiaotian shouted angrily, drew out his body, and rushed straight towards the masked man. He had to stop the masked man from attacking.
Evil creatures, otherwise, the consequences will be very serious.
This time, Murong Xiaotian was really angry, how could he repeat the same mistake again?
The third move of Lingyun Qiankun's finger is activated. It is first blessed and superimposed with killing power. Then, the first move and the second move are played in succession. This is not over yet. Murong Xiaotian has already summoned Hei as soon as he activates it.
robe and eagle in the sky.
"Crack!"
The strong wind pointed by Ling Yun Qiankun left blood holes on the masked man's body, and the black robe's thunder and lightning attack instantly turned the masked man into a ball of charcoal. The eighteen swords of the Sky Eagle
The feather knife also rotates and hits the target.
Damn it, if this can't kill a rubbish martial arts cultivator of the eighth level of the ancient continent, Murong Xiaotian will have no shame in doing so.
"You, you can also summon?" The masked man spat out a few words with difficulty, and then, with a loud "bump," his whole body exploded, spreading a rain of blood in the forest, and turned into countless pieces.
Blocks are flying down one after another!
He thought that the black robe and the sky eagle summoned by Murong Xiaotian were similar to his evil summons.
"Damn it, if the tiger doesn't show off its power, does it think I'm a sick cat?"
Murong Xiaotian shook his head, retracted his thoughts, turned around and walked towards the old man who fell on the ground and was called Old Man Zhang by the masked man. He didn't see any movement from him for a long time. He didn't know if he was dead or not.
"Old man, wake up." Murong Xiaotian walked forward, squatted down, stretched out his hand to check the pulse of old man Zhang, and found that there was still a weak breath. He quickly put his hand under the old man's head, and flew out a hand with his other hand.
Therapy.
Result, it’s useless!
In fact, he has long known that the conventional things in "The Way of Heaven" will not work on the ancient continent.
"You, you are," the old man opened his eyes slightly, his voice was very soft and labored, and he looked at Murong Xiaotian with surprise and confusion in his eyes. It's no wonder that he looks like this now, with his hair disheveled.
The head and face are covered, and the whole body is blood red. If you are not surprised, it would be strange.
"Do I look scary?" Murong Xiaotian looked at the old man steadily, and his tone was natural and calm: "I stayed in a cave for a long time before I became like this. The color on my body is just
It's just stained with blood, you don't have to be surprised, I don't mean any harm, let me see your injury first." Murong Xiaotian said and stretched out his hand to explore the old man's injury.
The healing skills are useless, the life potion is useless, he is still a medicine and poison master after all, right? There are still some elixirs in the 'Ultimate Warehouse', maybe they can work, right?
"It's useless," the old man stretched out his hand with difficulty, stopping Murong Xiaotian's movement.
"How can you know if it works or not without trying it?" Murong Xiaotian wanted to take action again.
"Where is that masked man?" The old man shook his head, his voice became softer, and his eyes became distracted.
"I've already killed that evil thing." Murong Xiaotian looked at the old man and became even more anxious.
"Okay, good job," the old man smiled with difficulty, stretched out a hand and pointed at his chest, his eyes became determined, and he stared at Murong Xiaotian, word by word.
Said, "Go there and take care of her,"
"What?" Murong Xiaotian was stunned and didn't understand what it meant.
"Go, go..." The old man didn't say anything, and slowly softened.
"Old man, old man," Murong Xiaotian called several times, and quickly stretched out his hand to explore, only to find that the old man was dead: "Old man, what do you want to say?" Murong Xiaotian frowned, and his mind suddenly moved.
, thinking of what the old man did just now.
"Old man, I'm sorry," Murong Xiaotian put his hand into the old man's chest. The old man just pointed at his chest, which must have meant something.
Sure enough, there seemed to be something as big as a fist in the old man's bra. Murong Xiaotian took it out without saying a word. In an instant, a ray of crystal light illuminated the area around Murong Xiaotian.
Xiaotian looked closely and realized that the thing turned out to be a carved crystal portrait. It was a statue of a woman who looked seventeen or eighteen years old and was indescribably beautiful. On the back of the statue, there were some landscape patterns engraved on it.
"What do you mean by taking care of her?" Murong Xiaotian looked at the statue carefully for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what the old man meant. Is it to take care of the statue? That seems impossible. Is it the person who takes care of the statue? That's more
It was impossible. Murong Xiaotian could still tell that the statue was carved at least fifty years ago.
However, it is not impossible. Murong Xiaotian suddenly remembered that all the people in these ancient continents are old and immortal. 50 years is nothing. Su Laomao only knows what he knows for thousands of years. He is a genius.
Do you know how long he lived?
There are also his granddaughters, the eldest princess and the little princess, who seem to be about the same age as himself, but in fact, if calculated based on age, they may be more than enough to be his grandmother.
"Forget it, never mind, let's talk about it later," Murong Xiaotian shook his head helplessly, put the statue into his arms, and then buried the old man.
Damn it, isn't this just adding to the trouble! I am the one who wants to return to the Chinese Continent, but if I disappoint the old man and let him die in peace, Murong Xiaotian will still be troubled even if he returns to the Chinese Continent and will have trouble sleeping and eating.
After Murong Xiaotian left the woods, he sneaked into the town. With his current level, he could do it quietly and effortlessly. He found a larger family and plundered some clothes without any hesitation.
And left the town.
"Ha, water, I haven't felt this for a long time." Finding a clear spring at the corner of the mountain, Murong Xiaotian couldn't wait to jump in.
After washing his body, Murong Xiaotian started eating like crazy. There were delicious things in the 'Ultimate Warehouse': "Haha, I haven't eaten these things for a long time," Murong Xiaotian murmured to himself while eating.
, after eating and drinking, he found a place to sit down and began to think.
Where should we go now? What should we do next? I don’t know how much time has passed. Are you going to find the princess and the others? Hehe, that is absolutely impossible. After finally getting out, if you go back, don’t you still have to go?
Enchanted forest? Isn't that something I have trouble with? Anyway, my taboo blood curse has been broken, and I don't need to be threatened by that old bastard Suas anymore.
Thinking about it, Murong Xiaotian finally decided to have a good sleep first and wait until dawn to go to the town to figure out the situation first. He had been in a state of addiction while training in the Phoenix lair. How long did it take?
He really didn't know the time. He wanted to find out how long he had been in the cave, and then immediately go to the capital of the Tianfeng Empire.
There is nothing more important than the God of War contract.
Xiao Jie found a flat place, fell asleep, relaxed his mood, and slept until dawn.
"Haha, let's go to the town first." Murong Xiaotian quickly entered the town. This town is not big, but although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs and has everything. Murong Xiaotian found a place to get his hair repaired.
Drilled in.
Grandma, this kind of treatment is probably only available in the fantasy world of the ancient continent.
"Staff, help me fix my hair," Murong Xiaotian sat down on the chair.
Damn it, if you cut your hair, you won’t bleed out, right?
"Sir, what kind of haircut should I get?" A fat barber in his forties came over with a smile and began to fix Murong Xiaotian's messy hair.
"Haha, it's up to you," Murong Xiaotian didn't care, smiled slightly, and while sitting there letting the barber play with it, he said: "Uncle, let me ask you a question, what year and month is it now?
ah,"
"Yi? Little brother, the question you asked is really strange." The fat man felt strange. I'm afraid not many people in the mainland don't know this question. It was strange, but he still answered Murong Xiaotian's question: "Now is the ancient time
August 8th, Continental Calendar 58888."
"Oh my god," Murong Xiaotian only felt dizzy. He also knew that the time he spent in that cave would definitely not be short, but he never expected that he would stay there for three days.
"By the way, if you go north, will it lead to the imperial capital of the Tianfeng Empire?" Murong Xiaotian asked.
"Oh, then you'd better wait for a while before going, or change the route south, cross the territory of Archduke Wallace from Stone City, and go north to detour to the Imperial Capital." The fat man replied calmly!
"Why?" Murong Xiaotian asked curiously.
"I heard that the only way to the imperial capital from here is to come to Ke Town. The two mercenary groups are fighting fiercely. It will be very dangerous to pass there." The fat man's tone was still very calm.
"Oh, that's it," Murong Xiaotian's tone was more calm and calm. Now, he didn't take it seriously at all.
From Tang Shi's words, Murong Xiaotian had long known that there were still mercenary groups in the ancient continent, but compared with the Imperial Legion and the four top professional teams as mysterious as Lao Zamao's Magic Jungle, they were simply worthless.
If you mention it, it's nothing more than a Jianghu gang.
But he still asked curiously: "Why? What caused them to fight?"
"The reason is not clear, but I heard that the fight was quite fierce. The two sides were the Fire Eagle Mercenary Group, which ranked first in the mainland, and the Demon Wolf Mercenary Group, which ranked second." The fat man was still very calm, and it seemed that he was just that person.
Like a docile sheep without any anger.
"What? Fire Eagle and Demon Wolf mercenary groups?" Murong Xiaotian was really a little surprised now. These two mercenary groups are the two most powerful mercenary groups in the ancient continent, and they both exist.
It is a long-established mercenary group that has been around for thousands of years. It is full of martial arts practitioners and extraordinary warriors. It is very extraordinary.
The two major mercenary groups have always been at odds with each other, so it's really incredible that there would be a fight between them.
You know, although battles between mercenary groups often occurred on the ancient continent, and even mercenary group annexations were normal, those top mercenary groups were different. There was a tacit understanding between them.
Each has its own sphere of influence, and each maintains the balance of the entire mercenary force in the ancient continent. But now, this rule that has not changed for thousands of years seems to have been broken. How could Murong Xiaotian not be surprised!
Damn, why do you feel that this ancient continent is more chaotic and complicated than the Chinese continent?
"Yeah, it's strange, isn't it?" The fat man smiled and shook his head, then patted Murong Xiaotian on the shoulder: "Okay, little brother, I can't tell, but you are quite handsome, two gold coins."
"Keep the change, please!"
Murong Xiaotian raised his hand, and a purple gold coin flew into the fat man's hand, and Murong Xiaotian's figure also flashed to the door like a whirlwind.
