Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

At this moment, in the snow mountain forest.

Whoa, whoa...Where did this come from an acquired master who is close to the state of 'rejuvenation'?!

Old man Mo, who was gliding rapidly towards the woods, was full of despair at this moment.

He didn't believe that Su Zhou was really as tender as his face - it was obviously the phenomenon of prolonging lifespan and turning white hair back to black caused by martial artist's cultivation base approaching innate!

Nephew Yi, Monk Fang Hui, and Heroine Xizhao are already good players in the hundred families, otherwise they would not be able to shoulder the heavy responsibility of escorting the relics. In the end, the combined attack of the three was easily resolved by the other party, 'Xing Jian' Although one blow seems simple and unpretentious, but the sound is so loud, it is really enough to split rocks and iron, and even shatter the soul!

As a result, it hit the forehead directly, and the opponent didn't even yawn—this kind of immortal power, I'm afraid it's not the same as that of the royal family of the Demon Dynasty!

Old man Mo knows that although he is of a high seniority, he only knows strange skills but not force. Since the opponent is terrifyingly tyrannical, the biggest task for him who is shouldering the delivery task is to run as far as possible—even if it is to destroy the relic, he must not let it go. Those demon soldiers are ruined!

Boom boom boom boom——

However, he heard the sound of trees shaking and trunks breaking.

Old man Mo looked back subconsciously, and suddenly his soul was gone - he saw the gray-robed black-haired 'young man' flying over the trees! As soon as he stepped out, the trunk and branches under his feet either broke on the spot, or shook violently, and this gray shadow quickly approached him in an ugly jumping posture that was not light at all, but ridiculously fast!

Don't come here!!!

No, stop for me!

after a while.

This old man, what's your name? Su Zhou, who was diluting the holy water with snow water and smearing it on the monk's head by the blazing bonfire, raised his head and looked to one side with gray hair, but his body was quite healthy. An old man with a ruddy complexion.

The head of the monk is very smooth and feels a bit patinaed. The cheekbones that were shattered before were also corrected by the skilled old man with the knife and tweezers he brought to pick out the bone residue. Now we only need to use holy water to speed up the healing of the flesh and blood That's it.

While treating the other party's injuries, he asked very politely: Where is this place? Why do you want to fight me to the death when you hear 'coming out of the mountain'? And why do you misunderstand that I am a magic guard? It is because of my handle Wooden centipede big gun? It's so strange.

Old man... Uh, my name is Mo Ganxiu. On the other side of the bonfire, helping Su Zhou move the unconscious team members to the bonfire, the old people in a circle trembled when they heard Su Zhou's voice, He also answered very politely.

The old man has short white hair, which seems to have been deliberately shaved to avoid disturbing his sight. His face is vicissitudes and wrinkles, but his eyes are quite bright, and he has an air of craftsmanship.

This can also be seen from the hands. This old man who calls himself Mo Ganxiu has maintained his hands much better than others. They look at least fifty years younger than his face, like a young man, without any scars.

And this old man still hasn't come out from the feeling that Su Zhou swooped on him more than ten minutes ago, like grabbing a chicken, grabbing the back of his neck and pinching his whole body.

——The old man Mo has lived for more than sixty-nine years. He has built ingenious machines for countless people. He has made a steam oven with his own hands. up! 'a feeling of.

As for this place, it's the Taibai Mountains... For his own sake, and also for the mission of the entire team, Mo Ganxiu wiped the cold sweat off his head, and said carefully, As for going out of the mountain... young man, oh, young man Your lineage, maybe you haven’t been back to Shenzhou in the past few decades, right?”

Nowadays the world is in turmoil, and the people of the Undead Emperor of the An Dynasty are living in dire straits. China is empty. The living people are either fighting against righteousness, or are forced to go to the mountains and waters, or leave China to wander, except for the humans and animals they raise. Few people dared to walk out of the mountains—except for the areas controlled by the rebels, there were also some remote frontier states and perhaps some cities, but not many, and they were basically going to collapse.

An Dynasty? Ten rooms and nine empties? Humans and animals? Su Zhou chewed on the term, and couldn't help frowning. Of course he knew the An Dynasty—the last emperor's dynasty before Zhengguo. He even belonged to the nine emperors of the An Dynasty. The names and main deeds can be reported one by one.

But at present, even the Li Wang in the last years did not make such a miserable life for the people, that guy just sacrificed everywhere for the sake of longevity, what kind of tribute... and so on. Su Zhou's breathing paused slightly.

——This place is obviously different from the Zhengguo in the present world, or rather, it is too far away. This is a world that is biased towards martial arts, with aura and inner strength fighters!

He recalled some words that the other party had blurted out during the previous battle - the undead magic soldier, whose self-healing power is comparable to that of the royal family.

The connection between...

Su Zhou's memory was strengthened by the fruit of wisdom. At this moment, he lowered his head and frowned, but he thought of many things. After a while, he raised his head and asked Mo Ganxiu cautiously: How dare you ask the old man, what is the name of the An Dynasty now, and how many years? And what are you doing? It sounds like it is the same as that The court with the 'power of immortality' opposes—is it the rebel army?

Young man, do you really know nothing?

Hearing this, Mo Ganxiu really believed that the young man in front of him might really be a descendant of a hermit inheritance... If nothing else, just follow the other party's complete control over his life and death, and still He acted quite politely, and asked some common sense questions that were not there. It really didn't seem like he had stayed in the nearest Shenzhou.

But if that is the case, how can the spear head made from the stinger of the centipede's mandible, and the body with unimaginable self-healing power, obviously implanted with the immortal root of the god tree, be explained? Sure enough, I still can't believe it... Hey, so what if you don't believe it, they are prisoners.

The old man thought about it a thousand times, but in the end he gave up concealing or other plans. Anyway, he couldn't escape, so he said directly: This is the seventy-fourth year of Anchao Yongning.

As for our identity, it is naturally the 'hundreds of righteous soldiers' - the righteous army against that senseless tyrant.

Speaking of this, the old man let out a long sigh, he straightened up, and bowed deeply to Su Zhou: I was attacked by magic soldiers before, so when I saw the centipede gun, I preconceived it, thinking that since I encountered a strong enemy , then it is better to act first... I should have apologized, but now the time is really tight!

I am shouldering a great responsibility, which is related to the common people in the world and even the survival of this Divine State. If you are really not a member of the Demon Dynasty, young hero, please let me go later. After completing the great task, you will definitely come back to do the work of a dog and a horse!

This posture is really low, even quite humble. It can be seen that this mission is more important than the life and dignity of the escort team.

——In the reign of Yongning in the An Dynasty... seventy-four years?

[In the nineteenth year of Yongning in the An Dynasty, the cruel king was tyrannical and innocent, and a hundred families raised righteousness, and the whole world turned against him]

But just before hearing the words, Su Zhou recalled these familiar historical vocabulary... An Dynasty, the last years, Baijia... Could it be that this is the aura version of Li Wang Wudao and Baijia uprising?

Because of the spiritual energy, the persecution is even worse, so that all the rooms in China are empty?

But the seventy-four years of Yongning is too weird! You know, in history, the An Dynasty in Yongning was on the verge of collapse in the 19th year, and it was completely destroyed in the 21st year. Let alone the 74th year, King Li can live for so long without changing a single reign title?

Weird, as expected of a world with more than 20 deviations, this kind of paradoxical feeling.

Knowing the information, there were more doubts in his mind, but in the end, when he saw Mo Ganxiu saluting solemnly to himself, Su Zhou still scratched his head with a headache.

Oh... look at what you said, why would I not let you go? It's also my fault that I wanted to block the way to ask questions from the beginning. If it didn't work, I could try the standard of the locals by the way. I didn't expect you to be so staunch. .”

He seldom watched costume dramas, but he listened more to Aunt Wen's cross talk. Although the other party spoke in the main text, he was really not used to the polite way of speaking.

It wasn't an afterthought when he wasn't fully prepared. Su Zhou hurriedly helped Mo Ganxiu up. After thinking for a while, he still said in plain language: Of course you can go if you want to. I just want to know some news. That's all.

Well, you see those people are still in a coma, so before they wake up, Mr. Mo, please explain to me what is going on in this world?

After being lifted up by Su Zhou, the old man stared straight at him. It was the first time his eyes looked at the young man so closely... There was really no trace of lying or concealment. On the contrary, it seems to be a natural, free and easy, free-spirited mentality.

——It's no wonder, if it's this kind of person, it's not surprising to do such things as blocking the way and asking questions.

Mo Ganxiu could only let out a sigh of relief, and said, In this world, it's not complicated, but it's not simple.

Everything starts with the founding emperor of the An Dynasty, who found a 'sacred tree of immortality' in the islands of the South China Sea...

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Thanks to Xia Zhuofeng, who will fight on the top of the throne, book friend 20190713144216348, Emperor Wujing Wolf's reward!