Ye Shangxian, eat well and drink well! [Mountains and rivers x food language]

Having made a plan for a trip to the underworld, Xiao Yi and Ye Baiyi have completed a major event, and feel a lot more relieved.

They had been away at Wen Kexing for three days and three nights, and they never went back. It seemed that there would be no qualitative difference in one or two more days. The two of them gradually became numb and continued to sleep together.

A good night's sleep.

……

On the other side, Wen Kexing's team is going through a life-and-death struggle.

The poisonous scorpions and the ghosts who surrendered were mobilized in an attempt to capture Long Xiao, all in one night.

Their strong support Ye Baiyi and Xiaoyi will miss this event.

The two bastards have been swaggering for so long, some things have lost their sense of reality, and they never thought it would be like this.

Under the night, Zhang Chengling invited the four major assassins to fight the poisonous scorpion alone, holding a sword fiercely in his hand, with a determined look on his face, but the four major assassins lacked interest, and none of them were interested in fighting him.

Zhang Chengling didn't bring Long Xiao, so is there any point in beating him?Meaningless.

The goal of the mission is to take Long Xiao away, and every second counts against this matter.

And Zhang Chengling is an extra problem, they are too lazy to touch it.

Zhang Chengling stood there posing, and found that things were not as he imagined, several assassins were laughing at him, and they didn't pay attention to him at all when the music was over, only Meiqu Qin Song was still cautious, and stepped back a few steps away Hold the pipa.

"Then what should we do, which one of us will stay to take care of this child?" Qiao Luohan glanced at Zhang Chengling impatiently, something to waste time.

"I'm not interested..." Poison Bodhisattva frowned, knowing that he was worthless.

Although Zhang Chengling looks juicy, the Poison Bodhisattva only cares about Long Xiao now.

She has been traveling with the team for too long, crossing mountains and ridges, exhausted, eating rubbish every day, so that she has gradually lost that desire.

"No one is interested at all???" The golden-haired Jiang monster bluntly complained.

The golden-haired Jiang monster took the lead and left with the weapon on his shoulders, "Everyone arrests Long Xiao together first, and then cleans up the others."

A surprise attack was arranged in the middle of the night, and several assassins worked overtime in reverse, wanting to end everything quickly.

Thinking that those few ghosts might succeed earlier than them, everyone was very anxious.

Time is money and life, and head grabbing is the eternal theme of human beings.

With Zhang Chengling's dazed effort, the four figures flew away in an instant, and his enemy fled.

"——Where to escape?!!!" Zhang Chengling had never experienced this before, he knew that he was underestimated, and his resentment was about to explode.

Liuyun Jiugongbu.

Qiao Luohan raised her head keenly, a flash of snow-white robes flashed in front of her eyes, and a young man with a sword flew upside down.

Holding the sword in both hands, Zhang Chengling slashed down in the air from an anti-human angle.

The blade of the sword reflected a narrow strip of moonlight, so clear and sharp that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

——Too fast, when did this kid catch up! ! !

Qiao Luohan didn't have time to think deeply, and quickly swung the short dagger with his backhand.

"when!"

The sword clashed clangingly.

"Don't take his tricks!" Meiqu Qin Song came back to his senses and yelled in almost a second, pressing his five fingers on the strings at the same time.

But it was too late, Qiao Luohan fought Zhang Chengling's internal strength, and the distorted air suddenly swayed away.

Zhang Chengling broke the boat with his sword and man, and the potential energy of gravity plus kinetic energy made a swift and violent attack in the air, just like an air-to-ground missile.

Whereas Qiao Luohan couldn't hold back, she took several steps back one after another in an instant, as if she was drunk, her internal organs were evenly injured, and Zhang Chengling's zhenqi passed through the skin, and a profound blunt blow was inconceivably strong.

Obviously it was only the extent of the collision of the sword, Qiao Luohan had already suffered internal injuries, her eyes widened in disbelief, the corners of which were covered with bloodshot eyes, this was so painful, her nerves were all mixed together in pain.

...The seemingly weak arms burst out with a frightening ultra-high true energy load.

Zhang Chengling hit Qiao Luohan back, and he finally landed on both feet.

Qiao Luohan endured the injury and seemed to be logically consistent, but Zhang Chengling didn't have time to think, he continued to make a quick stab, locked on the target and rushed forward, as if he couldn't see the other three assassins.

To eliminate one is one, the enemy is outnumbered, Zhang Chengling must be cautious.

Ding Ding Dang counted, Zhang Chengling and Qiao Luohan unleashed dozens of moves, Zhang Chengling moved forward step by step, Qiao Luohan staggered back, bleeding came from the corners of his mouth.

It's too weird, this young man's accumulation of internal energy is outrageous.

Every time she strikes the sword, it is like hitting an ancient temple bell. The bell has a great mass and great inertia. It barely moves, but it will repeatedly stir up a kind of buzzing that pierces the eardrums. , this energy wave can bombard every organ, without heavy weight or leakage.

"You guys are helping me!" Qiao Luohan was about to go crazy, and in just a few seconds, she was in danger, and her internal injuries were layered on top of each other.

Who is the assassin of whom, and what kind of devil is this boy.

"What's the matter with this kid! Is he a disciple of the Changming Mountain Sword Immortal?!" The golden-haired Jiang monster also realized that something was wrong. In fact, it happened suddenly just now, and he really didn't understand what was going on.

Suddenly, a child fell from the sky, as fast as an airdrop of supplies, and then a colleague was hit, and retreated repeatedly amidst the sound of metal collisions, and disappeared in an instant.

And Meiqu Qin Song has already started playing, he just spent a little time putting on his nails, holding the pipa and retreating to the outer circle, and began to attack the sound waves conscientiously.

"Om..."

As soon as the psychedelic and sharp sound wave swayed, Zhang Chengling was a little unsteady.

Although his zhenqi is powerful, he doesn't know how to defend against this type of ultimate move.

Once Zhang Chengling showed his flaws, he would have flaws all over his body. After all, a 14-year-old child is too young. In almost an instant, the golden-haired Jiang monster and the poisonous Bodhisattva attacked and fought fiercely.

Zhang Chengling won't suffer internal injuries, but he will be injured. Unlike Ye Baiyi, who has experienced a hundred years of body training, his muscles, bones, skin and flesh are all very strong. The Poison Bodhisattva slashed at him with a knife, and the part he couldn't defend in time opened a road on his body. The bright blood of the avenue.

That kind of wound is a test of a person's will and quality, but Zhang Chengling is a tough person.

He has been clenching his teeth tightly, this level of pain will not take away his mind at all, it will only make his fighting spirit soar.

Zhang Chengling was covered in blood, staggering to defend against the attack.

The knuckles of his hands were white, even if his foot was not stable, he held the sword firmly enough that he would never let go of it.

What to do, what to do...

At this time, should we kill Meiqu Qinsong first? !

Or knocking out his teammate's ear protectors—after all, are those tools real?How on earth did his teammates defend against sonic attacks? !

Zhang Chengling's mind was in chaos, and the words "can't lose" filled his mind.

But in fact, he has already played very well, and he is the four major assassins of the poisonous scorpion.

Qiao Luohan was directly hit by his surprise attack and had difficulty moving. Then he single-handedly fought the three major assassins, was exposed to the influence of Meiqu Qin Song's sonic attack, and fought with the other two major assassins to a temporary tie.

Suddenly, another very unpleasant music sound came from not far away. It seemed to be a Xiao sound, but the tone was disgusting, and it carried some special energy.

The sound canceled out Zhang Chengling's sonic attack one by one, and counterattacked back in a more forceful form, like a storm, without any politeness.

The sound of the pipa and the sound of Xiao are very dizzying, affecting the function of the cerebellum and semicircular canals, they fight together.

Zhang Chengling involuntarily glanced at the source of Xiao Sheng. He saw Zhou Zishu standing not far away, frowning and playing a jade flute.

At his feet is Long Xiao.

Long Xiao was lying on the ground, still covered in bamboo boards, his eyes were wide open, he was the first to bear the brunt and was forced to become the chief audience.

Taboo orchestra performance, just above the head, ultra-clear stereo 3D sound effect.

"Toot, toot... Chi-chi-chi-ga... Squeak..."

Long Xiao was going crazy, his eardrums were about to rupture, Zhou Zishu might really have some problems with his ears, he believed it now.

……

Zhou Zishu used a jade flute to repel Meiqu Qin Song in just a few rounds.

And Zhang Chengling tried his best to block the attacks of several assassins, not letting them capture Long Xiao, nor let them interfere with Zhou Zishu's playing, even though it was so ugly.

Meiqu Qin Song vomited blood and fell to the ground. His previous internal injuries had not completely healed, and he couldn't hold on for too long.

But Zhou Zishu's situation is not much better, and the nails on his body have not been resolved, and playing music with internal strength will be very exhausting.

"Cheng Ling, come with me!" Zhou Zishu put Xiao on his waist casually, picked up Long Xiao with one hand, and floated away with his feet.

In fact, he was not at all ecstatic, the Poison Bodhisattva and the golden-haired Chiang Kai-shek chased after him like shadows, and Zhang Chengling followed closely behind, covered in blood: "Master, where is Uncle Wen?!!!!"

Zhang Chengling didn't seem to know the pain. The trauma had dyed the outermost layer of his clothes red and torn. While running with his sword in hand, blood was dripping all over his body, like melted ice cream.

"...He will catch up in a while, you run faster, don't think it's useless." Zhou Zishu couldn't explain this to him, and he was also under a lot of pressure now.

……

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the east was pale.It was dawn again.

Zhou Zishu's team has not reduced staff yet, but for some reasons, they have not had a good rest.

In the ancient temple in the mountains, Ye Baiyi and Xiao Yi woke up.

It was a little rainy, but it was not very rainy, but it was not convenient for Yujian to travel.

Ye Baiyi practiced kung fu with his legs crossed, and formed pills for a while, even though it was futile.

He himself knew that the efficiency of this matter was not high, but he still did not give up, because at this stage he needed to tame the dragon's back.

Xiao Yi calculated with her fingers, the two of them had been out wandering for three or four days, and she found that neither Ye Baiyi nor she had tried to investigate one thing.

How far did the dragon's back fly with them.

Xiaoyi recalled the air trip that day. She evaluated the speed of the dragon's back, thinking that it was probably between the train and the high-speed rail, and they were forced to sail for about three hours, unable to stop at all.

Longyuan Pavilion is in the middle of Shu, and the scope of Sichuan and Shu is actually quite large.

The three-hour train may not be such a crazy distance.

What's more, the dragon's back has been turning sharply. It tried to throw her off while keeping Ye Baiyi.

This means that two people may be doing many circles in the air, covering a large amount of invalid distance.

Xiaoyi went out to investigate, and talked with the monks in the temple one by one to collect geographic information.

It was almost noon, Ye Baiyi opened his eyes and realized that Xiao Yi was not there, and immediately jumped off the bed, picked up the white cloth bag with one hand, put it around his neck and hung it on his shoulder.

The wife is gone, he is going to look for her, and pick up his little luggage.

Had a nightmare last night, Xiaoyi easily returned to Jiuchongtian, Ye Baiyi PTSD, don't worry if you don't stare at this person.

Ye Baiyi strode towards the door without looking at the road, Xiaoyi just turned out at the corner, hit his chest with a "bang", and scattered a lot of rice paper on the ground.

A bamboo oil-paper umbrella dropped out of his hand and slammed on the threshold with a creak.

Xiaoyi's head was full of things, and suddenly bumped into something, she was startled: "I'm sorry!" She recovered after apologizing, feeling that the thing she hit was still stuck there, and she didn't move.

A big white lump, feeling like a robbery.

"..."

Xiaoyi: "Senior Ye..."

...How did he pack his things and run out.

Ye Baiyi lowered his head and stared at Xiao Yi.

He took a step forward, and the two were separated by a punch.

Xiao Yi looked up at him with difficulty: "Senior Ye, are you hungry?" She tried to decode his expression.

Ye Baiyi: "Well, I'm hungry."

Ye Baiyi blocked her for a while, like a wall, a wall of white potatoes without emotion.

There is such a big aisle, and if he supports one side with one hand, no one can even think about going through it.

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Ye Baiyi got up, school is starting! ! ! ! ! ! !