Zhenqi wanted to save the guard before, but the dragon-tailed snake was so fast that even she was caught off guard and had no time to take action.
Later, it was Wei He who punched the dragon-tailed snake and made it dizzy for a moment, before she had the chance to step forward and cut off its tail with a sword.
At this time, I saw Wei He's eyes glancing at her from time to time, as if he was suspicious of something.
Zhenqi snorted coldly.
"What are you looking at?"
"Girl, have you ever seen a small black insect that looks very similar to your track bug?" Wei He asked in a deep voice.
When asking, he stared closely at Zhenqi's face, paying attention to every bit of her expression.
He was almost killed by the killer attracted by the black letter bug, but he still remembers this incident in his mind.
"Black..." Zhenqi's heart froze, but her face remained calm. "So what if I've seen it before, so what if I haven't seen it before?"
She doesn't like lying and doesn't despise lying, so she always had Mr. Wang as her agent when speaking.
At this time, she was asked about the black character bug in public. She had reached her limit when it came to talking about it.
"...I understand." Wei He couldn't see anything through the veil, just a pair of eyes, nothing could be seen.
"No matter what, thank you so much for saving my sister this time." He cupped his fists and saluted again.
He was already somewhat certain in his mind that the Zhenqi in front of him was related to the original Black Character Insect.
If it was really the witch holding the black-lettered insect, he recalled that when he first saw the black-lettered insect, the black insect crawled out of the corpse of the gangster Zhao Deli.
It is difficult to say that the death of Zhao Deli and his son was not caused by the woman in front of him.
It would be fine to kill that gangster Zhao Deli. It would not be a pity to die for such a person, but the fact that his son was so young that he could carry out such a murderous act shows how vicious his heart is.
Although Wei He himself agreed to eradicate the root cause, he didn't feel so good when he actually met someone like him.
So as soon as he was sure that the woman in front of him was related to the Black Letter Insect, he quickly became vigilant.
Zhenqi closed her eyes to rest and stopped talking.
The men and horses on both sides made some repairs, and each made a few simple graves in the forest using the personal belongings of the dead, and then continued on their way forward with silence and a little bit of shock.
I don’t know if all the bad luck in the past has been used up, or something.
The rest of the journey went smoothly. Any strange beasts encountered were either killed or easily lured away with a little bait.
The beast-repelling incense also had a lot of effect. The ferocious beasts on the way were driven away one after another, and the journey became much more peaceful.
After what happened before, Mr. Wang also enthusiastically invited Wei He and Qian Hao to join his team and move forward together.
The three teams walked together, especially Wei He's strength, which impressed him deeply.
In this unfamiliar and dangerous environment, having stronger experts join in will greatly improve the safety factor of the team.
The three teams merged into one, and with the cooperation of Beast Exorcist Xiang and many good players, Zhenqi, Wei He, and Wang Lao were three three-blood masters. As long as the team did not encounter an accident like a bird, there would be no problem along the way.
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After fighting side by side several times, the relationship between the three teams gradually began to ease.
In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.
The Yewu Mountains between Yunzhou and Taizhou are also halfway through.
The sound of heavy rain, mixed with the sound of wind, and the sound of swaying branches and leaves in the woods came from outside the door of the ruined temple, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
After leaving Yunzhou for more than two months, Wei He and his party have become much more mature than when they first set out on the road.
The faint arrogance that once existed on Jiang Su's face has long since disappeared, and he is currently lying on the ground, blowing on the fire with a homemade bamboo tube.
Wei Ying used bone needles and catgut to sew different animal skins together to make a cloak jacket that everyone could use. It could protect against wind and rain.
Zhang Qi was aside, lying on a piece of rotten wood, recording the map with charcoal.
After learning that he was also literate, Wei He gave him this task.
Wei He himself stood in the open space aside, his legs trembling slightly, and there was faint energy and blood vibrating the muscles in his legs according to a specific frequency.
This is me practicing Feilong Kung in my spare time.
In the other corner, Mr. Wang, Zhenqi and others each occupied a place and made a bonfire.
Zhenqi took a volume of book and read it carefully, very attentively.
The other merchant guards have lost the spirit to continue their roles, and each of them has long forgotten that they are merchants and guards.
Each of these people has a calm look in their eyes, and their actions clearly show that they have been trained. They are all very skilled and taciturn. It is obvious that they are all part of an organization.
On the last side, Qian Hao was alone, leaning against the corner and wrapped in a piece of animal skin. He seemed to be sleeping, but also seemed to be awake.
This person didn't talk much along the way, but occasionally he could play a role in chaotic battles, and he was not regarded as a drag on others.
Wei He's legs trembled, using his strength to exercise Qi and blood, driving the Feilong Kung Fu.
Today, his Flying Dragon Skill has finally reached the second level of perfection.
The difficulty of practicing this Kung Fu was indeed beyond his imagination.
Even Wuling Palm and Huishan Fist have made visible progress, but the last bit of Feilong Kung has been delayed for more than a month.
This is the second level, so troublesome.
"But fortunately, it's finally full." Wei He's heart fell silent, and he abandoned distracting thoughts with all his energy and energy, and stayed in peace.
With a thought, quietly and quietly, the already perfected Breaking Realm Bead on his chest suddenly trembled.
A stream of energy and blood suddenly surged out of his chest and quickly flowed into his legs.
In the blink of an eye, under the cover of his pants, Wei He's legs quickly swelled and became filled with blood. His muscle fibers were rapidly strengthened, thickened and toughened.
Fascia and bones are also strengthened, as if dozens of days of exercise have been shortened into just a few breaths.
Soon, Wei He felt a purer and more powerful qi and blood, feeding back from his legs and integrating into the whole body's qi and blood system.
The total amount of Qi and blood in his body has increased slightly.
At the same time, his body suddenly felt much lighter, and his legs became lighter, but instead gave him a sense of thickness.
"This is the third level of Fei Long Gong, Ben?"
Wei He opened his collar and pretended to breathe, but his eyes glanced at the pattern of broken beads on his chest.
But he saw that the original dark pattern had lost one-third.
"Breaking through the Flying Dragon Technique consumes one-third of my Realm-breaking Pearls... It seems that not all techniques will necessarily consume all of the Realm-breaking Pearls' energy and blood. In this way, I know better."
Wei He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this realm-breaking bead still followed the law of conservation of energy and didn't mess around.
Feeling that his energy and blood had improved again, Wei He was satisfied and returned to his fire.
But he saw that Wei Ying was no longer in her original position.
Wei He frowned, turned his eyes, and immediately saw the figure of his second sister Wei Ying beside the fire of the other team.
She was whispering something to Zhenqi, one talking and the other listening.
Na Zhenqi didn't know what was going on. After rescuing Wei Ying that time, Wei Ying made a fur coat for her one night and sent it to her, and the two started chatting.
The two of them had nothing to do with each other, but it became a habit for them to talk like this.
After that, Wei Ying and Zhen Qi would sit down and chat for a while every few days.
The two of them didn't know where they could talk so much.
Wei He kept a close eye on Wei Ying at first, fearing that something might happen, but as time went by, he saw that Zhen Qi had no ill intentions, and she also saved his second sister, so he gradually became relieved.
But he still didn't know how these two women from completely different worlds got together.
After a while, Wei Ying came back in a good mood.
"Look, sister Zhenqi gave me the insect repellent ointment. It is said that when applied on the body, it can prevent mosquito bites and can also beautify the skin."
She was holding a small jar of light green paste in her hand. It was contained in a translucent gel jar of some kind. It also had gold powder written on the outside. It looked like it was not cheap.
"Don't go there in the future." Wei He frowned.
That Zhenqi was probably related to the Black Letter Insect, and he felt it was necessary to remind the second sister to pay attention.
"Don't worry, Sister Zhenqi is not the kind of person you think. She is actually a very nice person, but..." Wei Ying still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Zhenqi coughing loudly not far away.
She quickly shut up.
"No more talking, I'm going to continue making the coat."
Wei He turned around and glanced at Zhenqi, who snorted coldly and turned away.
"Brother Wei." Mr. Wang said with a smile.
"Brother Wei, don't worry. You must have noticed that we are not a caravan, but no matter what, we are not bad people. After spending these days together, some things cannot be hidden."
"..." Wei He was silent. Indeed, if it were one or two people, he would still doubt the other person's acting skills. But with so many people, it would be too exaggerated if all of them were movie kings and movie queens.
From the reactions of the other people on the opposing team, he could roughly tell that this group of people didn't seem cruel and ruthless. They didn't seem to be the type who killed innocent people indiscriminately.
"Brother Wei, you might as well come over and talk. Just now, I saw that you seemed to be practicing martial arts, but I was a little confused. Aren't you good at boxing?" Wang Lao was a little confused.
"I also practiced leg skills." Wei He replied calmly, there was nothing to hide in this. Apart from the fact that he didn't use the power of Wuling Palm these days, Feilong Kung and Huishan Fist had already been exposed.
"Do you also practice leg skills? Isn't this leg skill your own boxing technique?" Mr. Wang frowned.
"No." Wei He felt slightly that the other party's question was a bit over the line.
"Brother Wei, don't be offended. I just have some advice, so I'm here to tell you in advance." Mr. Wang touched his beard.
"It's best to practice only one of these qi and blood skills. Otherwise, you may have bad results when you get to Taizhou."
"Oh? How do you say this?" Wei He was confused.
Mr. Wang pinched his beard and looked lost in memories.
"Although the old man is of average strength, he has lived a long time and has seen a lot. Don't be surprised if he says some unpleasant things, brother Wei."
"Mr. Wang, please speak." Wei He nodded. In the Zangjian Gorge, Mr. Wang stopped him from killing people because he was also worried that Jue Rubird would go crazy at the sight of blood.
Later he understood.
So he didn't have much grudge against this person.
"That's right." Mr. Wang recalled, "Old Master once mentioned that qi and blood are like human beings, and they are also divided into levels. The most basic qi and blood are mostly called Yuan blood.
This is the foundation of foundations and can be strengthened through unconscious exercise in life.
Later, after acquiring martial arts and breaking through the secondary qi and blood, the original blood began to differentiate into qi and blood with different martial arts characteristics.
This is seal blood, blood with a mark.
Different exercises have different blood seals. You can't feel it at first, but once you reach the level of strength, the power produced by the seal blood is different. Some are lucky and they complement each other. Some are unlucky and they conflict with each other.