Chapter 12: Liang Dao sent the boat off for thousands of miles
On Lianghai Road in Wuling City, a carriage was driving slowly...
There were three men and one woman in the car. One of them had difficulty unloading his baggage, and the plum money hidden inside was vaguely visible.
Wang Luo folded his arms and leaned back and sighed: "Zhao Qianshu, you have a stupid nose? You are so smart, how did you know that we are leaving Wuling City?"
Zhao Qianshu, who was sweating profusely, opened the car curtain and let out a deep breath: "Brother Luo, don't worry about how I knew you were leaving. Anyway, I will go wherever you go. You can't get rid of me.
You are too unkind. I called you at the top of my lungs from behind, but you couldn’t hear me. Today is the most I’ve run in my life, and the money is too heavy.”
After Zhao Qianshu finished speaking, he exclaimed that his Alipay was great, which immediately caused a burst of laughter in the car.
Wang Luo slapped him: "Did your father tell you?"
Zhao Qianshu puffed out his cheeks and rolled his eyes: "Don't be so mysterious, okay?"
Wang Luo smiled, looked out the window, and stopped asking any more questions.
Take Liang Hoi Road all the way west, pass the Broken Bridge Slope and then go north.
During the two-day trip, Wang Luo barely spoke. From the moment he arrived on this continent to what happened now, Wang Luo felt that there seemed to be some kind of force pushing him forward.
But I couldn't tell what was wrong.
After escaping from Tianyu that day, Wang Luo actually found Wang Beichen immediately and could kill him with just a trace of strength in his hand.
But Wang Tianbai appeared next to him, and Wang Tianbai said: "Son, he is still your brother no matter what."
The most important thing is not this sentence, but that Wang Luo had already laid out a small world at that time. Wang Tianbai was obviously not in it, but he could appear in it silently.
When I think about it afterwards, there are always too many surprises.
In my memory, apart from fishing, playing chess and raising flowers, my father really had nothing worth paying attention to.
Wang Luo shook his head vigorously, not thinking about anything else.
After sleeping in the open air for three days, we finally reached Duanqiao Slope. The reason why this place is called Duanqiao Slope is because this place leads to the capital in the north and the stone desert in the west. It is also adjacent to Lianghai Bay. When we get here, we tie the knot and Lianghai
Running all the way south.
The terrain here is undulating, with eighty-eight sixty-four bridges on it. From a distance, it looks like a ship rocking on earth waves.
Everyone got out of the car to fetch water and stopped to admire the scenery in this area.
"The beams have traveled thousands of miles to see off the boat, and the sword from Tianmen looks like home." Zhu Yelang folded his fan and sighed as he looked into the distance.
"Boy, your poems are good, you are a great talent!" Zhao Qianshu deliberately raised his chest in appreciation.
Zhu Yelang smiled and returned the favor: "It's just a small sigh."
"Humble and modest!" Zhao Qianshu also imitated the scholar's example and wrote deeply.
Wang Luo couldn't stand it any longer, so he interrupted: "Okay, stop staring at Mung Bean, you bastard!"
"Boss, what do you mean?" Zhao Qianshu asked curiously.
"You two still have eyes for each other, right?"
Wang Luo's words made Guan Ju next to him cover his mouth and laugh.
Zhu Yelang was walking down the stairs at the moment, and turned around: "Mr. Luo, it's interesting to hear you talk. I wonder which gentleman did you learn from?"
Wang Luo wanted to give the other party a look. This was a humiliation for his nine years of compulsory education.
But at this time, I heard a "bang" and a loud noise on the other side of the broken bridge slope. Then I saw a woman flying in the air, followed closely by a Taoist priest who looked like a man with a sword on his back.
Press.
"Fang Jiliu, is it over?" the woman said, using the stone pillar to gather strength, and the long sword in her hand collided with the sword of the scholar dressed like a Taoist priest.
"Witch, don't even think about escaping!" The scholar named Fang Jiliu didn't give the woman any chance to breathe. He opened his sword wide and the eagle pounced. The damage caused by this sword was huge, as you can see from its power.
Unexpectedly, the woman did not dodge, but just stood there, stepping on the seven stars of Tiangang. The whole person took advantage of the surrounding environment and blended into the air flow with a unique pace.
Fang Jiliu, who was holding a sword in the air, closed his eyes for a moment. The sky is so big and the earth is so vast that he can only breathe!
When people arrive, the sword arrives!
The woman spurted out a mouthful of blood: "Fang Jiliu, how did you know about this flaw?"
Fang Jiliu showed no emotion and shook his head: "I don't know!"
The four people standing there at this moment looked at the fight ahead and were all dumbfounded.
Wang Luo finally saw the woman's appearance clearly at this moment. She was wearing a green smoked shirt. Although she was injured, her eyes were like a pool of spring water. Her chest was about to come out, but there was a different scenery, she was so charming and boneless.
Wang Luo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if this was placed in modern times, he would definitely be a school belle-level figure.
"Lin Huazhi, you have been planning for so long, don't you just want to kill me?" Fang Jiliu said angrily.
"If I wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago."
"Then what do you want to do?" Fang Jiliu drew out his sword, and blood flowed from the woman's shoulders and arms.
"You will know sooner or later."
"Hmph...no chance. I'm just a poetry collector, I don't have that big ambition." After Fang Jiliu finished speaking, he stabbed the woman with the long sword in his hand.
But when Fang Jiliu made a move with his sword, Lin Huazhi magically disappeared before his eyes.
When the sword was only an inch away from him, Lin Nanzhi felt that he could not gather all his spiritual energy. For a moment, his whole back felt like a force.
There is a warmth coming from me, that is body temperature.
Was he rescued?
Wang Luo instantly deployed an "empty city strategy" and moved to Lin Huazhi's side, hugging her and retreating a hundred steps away.
Lin Huazhi stared at the man in front of him in a daze, then looked at the dirty hand on his chest. Regardless of the pain in his shoulder, he slapped Wang Luo on the face.
"Pa..."
Crisp sound!
Wang Luo hugged Lin Huazhi like a two-foot-tall monk who was confused and stared at Lin Huazhi blankly.
Another backhand slap.
"Pa..."
pain!
"I am your savior, eldest sister!" Wang Luo put down Lin Huazhi in his arms.
"Beast! Beast!" Lin Huazhi, who was on the verge of collapse, cursed fiercely.
"A dog biting Lu Dongbin doesn't know a good heart." Wang Luo had red marks on the left and right sides of his face, which were extremely obvious.
"There's no need for you to meddle in other people's business." Lin Huazhi wished he could kill the person in front of him now. Since he was a child, this was the first person to touch his private parts.
Thinking of this, Lin Huazhi became angry and wanted to forcefully inject his spiritual power to give the man in front of him a fatal blow.
But this spiritual power can't be used hard.
"Damn! It's a sneak attack." With quick eyes and quick hands, Wang Luo pulled Lin Huazhi into his arms and dodged Fang Jiliu's sword. The sword energy entered the stone and turned into powder.
Wang Luo hugged Lin Huazhi and retreated a hundred steps, placing Lin Huazhi in a safe area.
During this period, Wang Luo realized what life is, and his face felt burning pain...
"I have to settle this account with you!" Wang Luo stared at the scholar in front of him.
"You are quite elegant, but you like to play sneak attacks? Guapi!"