Moina rushed dozens of meters at full speed, her ears moved, and she found that there was no movement behind her. She immediately stopped in the branch of a tree crown, but did not look back at him: "What are Mr. Tang waiting for?"
"Have we met somewhere?" Tang Yan followed after a little hesitation.
"Ah? Haha, Mr. Tang is joking. I am not so lucky to meet people like Mr. Tang." Moina cleverly avoided the question and rushed in again. At the same time, she lowered her voice and said: "I will go and stabilize it first."
Stop him and Mr. Tang will take the opportunity to make a sneak attack."
Confused? Dazzled? Why are you inexplicably wary? Tang Yan jumped forward without thinking too much, but out of the cautious habit he had developed over the years, he once again focused his eyes on the depths of the valley in front of him as he advanced.
On the masked man.
Unexpectedly, after staring carefully for a while, the familiar feeling appeared again.
At this time, Baudelaire in the valley slowly opened his eyes and looked at the entrance of Tang Yan Valley, but did not stare too much and quickly closed his eyes again. He seemed a little wary, but
Didn't care.
Tang Yan finally stopped and stood among the branches without moving forward.
"Mr. Tang? Why did you stop again?" Moina was a hundred meters away, with her back to Tang Yan.
Tang Yan closed his eyes and was silent, thinking about something quietly.
"Young Master Tang is not trying to cheat, is he? We have made an agreement!" Moina turned her face slightly, but not completely towards Tang Yan. Her hands in her sleeves were clenched tightly intentionally or unintentionally, and her words were slightly cold.
Tang Yan was silent for a long time. When he raised his eyes again, the Senluo Eyes were fully opened, covering the entire valley, and gradually moved towards the mountainside and top of the three peaks.
"Young Master Tang? You can't lose your integrity in life, especially for a big shot like you." Moina continued to urge.
Tang Yan was quiet for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "Sorry, I'm a little sensitive."
"Understood! Please?!" Moina raised her hand to signal, and rushed out first, but her speed slowed down slightly. After confirming that Tang Yan really started to catch up, her speed increased slightly, but she still kept up with Tang Yan.
A certain distance, neither far nor close, a hundred meters apart.
The mountains and forests are quiet and the valleys are silent.
The ancient trees are scattered and mixed together, making the valley particularly crowded and dark. Except for Baudelaire in the deepest part, there are no other signs of monster activity.
Moina moved forward skillfully, leading Tang Yan and keeping a distance.
Tang Yan followed unhurriedly, hiding his breath, tensing his body, no longer looking around, but just staring at the valley ahead.
Soon, the two entered the valley one after the other, and carefully sneaked along, gradually approaching Baudelaire a hundred meters away.
Baudelaire never discovered it and continued to meditate and recuperate.
But at this moment... Moina suddenly turned back, faced Tang Yan, pulled off the veil, smiled mysteriously, and disappeared into the darkness, never to be seen again.
This scene was very sudden, as if it was foreshadowing something.
Tang Yan was very calm and stayed where he was, unmoved and waiting attentively.
In the darkness, in the mountains and forests, only Tang Yan and Baudelaire were left.
At this moment, the valley seemed darker and the mountains seemed quieter.
After a long time, Baudelaire slowly raised his eyes, staring a hundred meters away through the thick darkness and dense forest, and a very magnetic voice came from behind the mask: "Is it Mr. Tang? Are you here to kill me?
?"
Tang Yan stayed among the branches a hundred meters away, not taking another half step forward, but also not running away immediately.
Baudelaire laughed: "Haha, what a coincidence, I was just preparing you to die."
"Really? It's a coincidence!" Tang Yan stretched out his hands and snapped his fingers a few times. Balls of fist-sized fireballs appeared all around, floating in the woodland, dispelling the darkness and lighting up the nearby woodland: "Moy
Where is Miss Na?"
"Moina? Who is Moina?" Baudelaire stood up, sneered evilly, his bright eyes were like bright lights in the dark night, staring sharply at Tang Yan, who was a hundred meters away.
"you do not know?"
"I don't know Moina!"
"Oh... forget it, I will find her myself! Let her understand one thing, if you don't seek death, you won't die!!" Tang Yan smiled, looked around the valley, his voice slightly raised, the number of violent fireballs surged, and they appeared densely.
A few hundred meters in radius, there were lush green trees, like bright lights, illuminating the darkness. As he thought, all the fireballs violently turned into a raging fire wave, submerging the messy ancient trees within a hundred meters, and burning them up in the blink of an eye.
The ancient trees were destroyed, and even the dregs were refined by the green fire. The area of 100 meters was cleared. The moonlight under the night suddenly poured down, illuminating Tang Yan and completely exposing Baudelaire 100 meters away.
"Why are you laughing? Do you think I am not your opponent?" Baudelaire did not panic because of the green fire. He straightened his mask slightly and then took it off completely, revealing a resolute and handsome face.
"Although I, Tang Yan, am physically injured, I am really not someone you, a Martial Lord, can challenge." With a faint smile on his face, Tang Yan regrouped into balls of fire and spread around him. They were like guards.
Floating proudly, guarding his master.
Baudelaire narrowed his eyes slightly: "Aren't you curious when you see my face?"
"Why are you curious? Do you have more mouths, or do you lack an eye?"
"Haha, you are courageous! I like your character! Let me introduce myself, my surname is Wan and my given name is Jiangqiu. I am a descendant of the Wan family in the northern territory of the Daqian Dynasty!!" 'Baudelaire' laughed loudly, very proudly.
"Wanjia? Is it very powerful? I've never heard of it." Tang Yan sneered.
Wan Jiangqiu's face slowly turned cold, he raised his hands and clapped twice crisply: "I don't know if you can laugh anymore!! Come out, the guests have arrived, we should be polite."
"Mr. Tang, we meet again." The woman in black who led Tang Yan in before walked out of the darkness. This time she opened her cloak and pulled off her mask, revealing a mature and fair face with slightly curled bright red lips.
, with a seductive smile. "Let me introduce you again, my surname is Zhongsun, and my given name is Yuechan! I am the descendant of the Zhongsun family in the Western Xinjiang region of the Daqian Dynasty! Thank you for your cooperation and your trust, which allowed me to complete it smoothly.
This is a difficult task.”
"Hey! That's interesting. Are you playing a fishing game? But just the two of you, I'm afraid it's not enough." Tang Yan remained calm and still had a sneer on his face.
"Keep smiling, your smile is very charming, but be sure to keep it. Don't cry later, which will affect your tall image in my mind, haha." Zhongsun Yuechan pursed her lips and smiled sweetly.
Trembling wildly, but a pair of slender red phoenix eyes are extremely cold.
"Boy Tang Yan, let's get to know each other, my surname is Qi, a famous place!!" A loud laugh resounded through the valley, and a strong man with disheveled hair and a huge sword on his back fell from the mountainside of a distant mountain, slamming into the woods.
Inside, a thick dust mist was kicked up, violently shattering a giant tree surrounded by three people. He walked out of the shadows with an evil smile, and with each step he took, his aura surged. When he appeared in the moonlight, his semi-saint-level aura was revealed.
undoubtedly.
This person is wild, flamboyant, broad-mouthed and bright-eyed, with a pair of arrogant people who look down upon the world.
"It's you. I've seen you outside the Ximen! Are there any others? Come out all of them. Let me see how powerful I am and how many people I can shock." Tang Yan recognized the wild Qi Sheng, who was also
The strong man with a sword on his back who fought back against Tang Yan in front of the Western Mountain Gate.
"Shangguan Zhengming! It's a pleasure to meet Mr. Tang! You can still remain calm now, which is worthy of praise." A cold-faced young man walked out of the shadows and stayed a hundred meters away, glaring at Tang with evil eyes like snakes.
Yan.
Dressed in Tsing Yi, he has an expressionless handsome face, a standard upright and slender figure, a healthy wheat-colored complexion, sharp eyebrows, a high nose bridge, thin but tight lips, and a pair of dark eyes.
Flashing dark green, he had a cool aura hidden in the city.
"Su Xiaoyan! Please give me some advice!"
"Zou Yao!"
Two women with different looks walked out in succession, one was graceful and charming, the other was wearing armor and holding a shield, with cold eyebrows and cold eyes, both of them were at the peak of the martial arts realm.
at last……
A man in light armor and purple robes slowly walked out of the darkness in front of him. His three-dimensional facial features carved by sharp knives exuded a cold aura. His thin lips were pursed unconsciously, giving the human race an awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty.
The eyes, which are so deep that they cannot be seen to the bottom, are as sharp as knives. There is no aura deliberately escaping, no realm deliberately revealed, but at the moment of appearance, the entire valley falls into heavy oppression.
He is only one person, but he has become the leader of six people.
"Daqian Dynasty, Zhao Huan! Mr. Tang, I have been looking forward to this meeting for a long time."
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