Douluo's opening send-off system

It was only a dozen miles into the river. A man in green shirt was holding a small boat and slowly approached the front. There was a large boat with Euphorbia Ning Emei sitting on the guard. With a slight lift of a boat pole, the big boat began to tilt. At the same time, the boats on both sides of the boat started to tilt. The river water suddenly rose and smashed the small boat into pieces. The big boat that was lifted suddenly returned to the right direction. Not only the Beiliang soldiers who were not able to swim in the water, but also the boatmen who had been begging for food on the river all fell down and approached the railing. It even jumped directly into the river, constantly rising and falling.

Qingniao Shusha and the others floated down like red feathers, landed on the river and started fishing for people.

Qiongqi, who had previously pushed the blue-shirted guest into the river, stood in the air with a long sword in his hand filled with purple mist. He only waited for Qingniao and others to leave before he divided the river and killed him.

Keeping Xu Fengnian and his party out of confinement in the cold weather is a task given to her by Jiuyuan, but she always likes to cause trouble. Is this because she is sincerely trying to get in trouble with her?

The river current surged, and several rocks were narrowly missed. Qiongqi used his fingers to use a few rays of purple energy to smash several treacherous rocks. After entering the water, Qiongqi slashed with his knife, directly cutting off the surging river water. The rocks exploded, and a trace of blood bloomed, and he was quickly swallowed by the river water.

Qiongqi frowned, did not take any more action, and returned to the boat. Xu Fengnian came over and asked, "Dead?"

"The river was in a hurry and saved his life." Qiongqi was in a bad mood when an ant escaped from his hands. Although she could use another knife to separate the river and tear him apart, she could not crush him with one finger. The dead ants repeatedly attack, which is too embarrassing.

He just thought he was lucky. The boatmen who had seen her leaping into the sky and cutting across the river saw Qiongqi coming, and they kowtowed and chanted to the gods. Qiongqi walked by as a matter of course. She had to go and see if the fish soup that Jiang Ni had stewed for her had been spilled. If...

After scanning the area, he turned around and went out with the knife. He targeted the man in green shirt who was carried by the river for more than three miles, and struck three times with his sword. He missed the mark, but he didn't know, but another river channel opened up, and the boat followed her. The opened river leads to the gate of hell.

After passing Xiongzhou, you will reach Tai'an City. When entering Beijing, you can only go to Xiamawei Posthouse to stay, which is a temporary residence prepared by the imperial court for King Pan from all over the world.

Xu Xiao sat in the carriage, opened the curtain and looked at the scenery along the way with interest. He was not worried about living in a "wood shed" at all, but he was very happy.

When I saw the imperial city wall from a distance, I lowered the curtains so as not to look at the various people watching on the tall buildings along the axis, so as not to be upset.

Of course, the last thing I want to do is to listen to those scholars who have put down their bowls and scolded their mothers and said that they have caused this avatar's life to be ruined. He only knows a few words all day long, which is not very new, and it makes his ears hurt.

There are four holes in the Tai'an city gate, and all of them have already been ordered by the city guard to clear out the idlers and wait for the King of Northern Liang to enter the capital.

As Xu Xiao's carriage slowly entered the city, the sound of horse hooves overwhelmed the noise of the tall buildings on both sides of the axis. Everyone at the city gate and even on the city wall suddenly felt suffocated in the clear morning when they saw the bright red Xu Ziwang flag.

The cavalry slowly entered the city gate.

Except for the sound of horse hooves, it seemed that the entire capital became silent.

On the main avenue of the palace, the onlookers who had taken good positions could not help but hold their breath.

The horse team walked farther and farther, and then they looked at each other with relief.

Two pedestrians came outside the city gate. One of them was an old monk wearing black clothes, with triangular eyes and a ferocious appearance. He looked like an old and sick tiger, but his expression was indifferent.

Another man with a hunchback and a slight limp, wearing the attire of an ordinary rich man, looked up at the city wall, smiled slightly, and walked through the city gate through the side hole with the old monk in black beside him and some traders and footmen who got up for business in the morning, occasionally seeing each other. , all placed on the old monk. It is true that the old monk in black does not look like a compassionate monk. He is just old and old. Pedestrians just took a second look and stopped paying attention to him.

As for the old man next to the old monk, he is even less noticeable. Tai'an City is the most virtuous city in the world. Even the common people in the streets and streets claim to have seen such-and-such a general and such-and-such great scholar. Who is willing to see a hunchbacked man? Lame old man?

Passing through the side hole of the city gate, the rich man and the old monk walked forward slowly. The rich man put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Yang Bald Donkey, there are millions of people in the capital, but you are the only one who is my friend!"

The haggard old monk said softly: "If you don't touch my head, I will be your friend."

The rich man kept saying what he could do, but he kept moving his hands, reaching out and circling the old monk's head.

The old monk in black had an indifferent expression on his face, obviously used to the rich man's inconsistent behavior.