Step Back! Master is Here!

"It should be possible," Afei replied.

"What is supposed to be?" Tang Yuhan asked, "You can just do it. If you can't cooperate, just part ways."

"I don't know what to say." A Fei smiled helplessly, the boy who "I have my sword is enough" has gone forever, "Master Xuan Zang will indeed heal the light, and there is" Dharma Boundless ". Empowers man, but he— "

After a pause, A Fei said: "It's like a fighting nation!"

Yes, this description is very correct. A Fei is proud of his pen.

"Speak clearly." Tang Yuhan said.

fighting tribe? Vodka in snow and ice, the road meets the big bear chasing after him?

"He killed the hostages," A Fei said, saying what happened that day.

The people of Wulin Mythology hijacked Atuo, and then Tang Luo killed Atuo, killed the hostage, and then rescued Atuo.

I heard that after that day, Atuo hadn't touched the car for three days.

Later, I ran into the car again, like Fujiwara Takumi who found that Motegi Natsuki helped, and it took me a while to slow down.

"So, does his open light treatment really save lives?" Tang Yuhan asked.

"It should be." Afei wasn't sure.

He himself has not experienced whether it is really possible to resurrect the dead, and the bones and muscles—experienced in the treatment of light, has been effective.

"Hmm ..." Tang Yuhan groaned, wondering what he was thinking.

Hearing said that it is inevitable to add jealousy or deliberately depreciation and distortion, after all, you must see it with your own eyes.

"I found a map."

Soon there were gains. Fu Fengxue found a map in the village's "big family" home, and barely determined the location of the crowd.

This is the place where Da You is facing the north, and is closer to the border.

To the south is a heavy city called "Ancheng".

"Ancheng." Tang Luo smiled. "It really looks like your 'place of birth'."

"Meow!"

A croak on the shoulder barked and caught everyone's attention.

"This is the‘ pet ’you brought out of the mission world, Master?” A Fei asked.

Tang Luo brought out an "indigenous" from the mission world, which caused a lot of attention.

It was a pity that no second demon walked to do a similar thing. In addition, the Xiaotian dog looked like a common cat, and everyone slowly forgot about it.

"Um." Tang Luo nodded, and Xiaotian dog lazily lay on Tang Luo's shoulders, a pet cat like "I have no role except to sell cute".

Although they were a little curious, they didn't ask much.

Now that the location has been determined, the next operation has a clear goal. Let's rush to the northern city of Ancheng first to learn about Dayou's current situation.

Not much to say, everyone had the same goal, found the way and headed south.

Just a group of people looks strange.

A Fei, Fu Fengxue, and Kong Ming are slightly leaning on costumes.

The rest are to be modernized.

And Tang Luo, a complete monk in period costume, fluttering in white and looking so chic.

"After going to Ancheng, I can find a place to stay," Tang Luo said. "At that time, everyone can change their clothes to avoid the wrong style of painting."

Everyone naturally has no opinion.

The situation is not yet clear, and it is not a good thing to wear a fancy dress to attract attention.

Speaking of the task of the devil is also enough to say in advance, there is only one time, otherwise everyone can at least do a good job of uniforming the style of painting on clothing.

"It's official, for so long, I haven't seen anyone along the way."

After walking for half an hour, Zhang Xiuping couldn't help but say.

Aloof along the way, not even individuals.

"In ancient times, productivity was underdeveloped, and no one in this borderland was normal," said a man named Wei Chengen.

As I was talking, a sound of horseshoes came from behind everyone and kept approaching.

Judging by the sound, a group of people approached quickly.

Turning around, the end of the road was faintly filled with smoke and dust, and not long after, seven or eight people could be seen rushing.

"A soldier?" Kong Ming's eyes narrowed slightly. "This is Dayou's soldier?"

"No, it's not like Dayou." Tang Luo said.

Seven or eight people came from a horse, wearing knives and bows, wearing rather thick winter clothes, headed by fur, and stuffed with goggles, vests and other things crookedly outside.

It looks more like skirmishes.

The head of the person has a strange tattoo pattern on his face, more like an alien.

Kong Ming glanced at the wreckage on the side of the road just now--he had checked it, and some of the traces on it looked like blood that had dried up for a long time.

"Perhaps, I know the reason why the village was abandoned," Kong Ming said. "It's turbulent, and there might be aliens looting south."

Their background is a chaotic world.

There are monsters and ghosts, and it is not uncommon for aliens to plunder south.

"Catch it and ask if you don't know." King Kong smiled wryly.

As the horses hissed, the "knights" stopped in front of Tang Luo, with cruel smiles on their faces.

The eyes stayed the longest in Tang Luo and Tang Yuhan.

Tang Luo, they saw the last three horses and a rope, each tied and hung by one person, dragging along the way.

The bodies of two of them were worn away.

There is only one person whose blood and flesh are vague, but if he is angry, he barely lives.

"Dayouren?"

The headed interracial looked at Tang Luo and they asked.

The people behind him have already drawn arrows and can bow at any time.

"Amitabha." Tang Luo shouted the Buddhist horn, "Exactly, I don't know who they are ..."

"Ha." The tattooed man sneered, and ordered directly, "The man killed, the woman stayed and had fun-no, the white-haired one also stayed."

As soon as the voice fell, the seven people behind him let go and their bow strings vibrated.

The sharp arrow flew to the facade of everyone-only Tang Luo, Tang Yuhan and another woman He Yishan were "survived."

Faced with a sharp arrow, the six had mixed reactions.

Or block, or dodge, there is also King Kong, with both hands to protect the facade, as if a wild cow rushed directly to the tattooed man.

The sharp arrow stabbed his arm, leaving only a faint blood mark, barely scratching the skin.

However, King Kong was shocked. He originally thought that this arrow might not even leave white marks.

Although it is because of the close relationship, it also means that the strength of these aliens is stronger than he imagined.

King Kong naturally won't flinch when he discovers this. He growls, and has rushed to the side of the tattooed man. A large fan-like hand is grabbing at this person, and he will be taken off Malay.

The fierce beast was so startled that the tattooed man's horse hissed and raised his forefoot.

The horse next to it instinctively moved back.

The tattooed man is the same as King Kong, because King Kong's momentum is also a shock in his heart, but it does not prevent him from shooting.

A cold light passed, the scimitar hanging from the waist had come out of the sheath, and the sharp blade cut at King Kong's arm.

King Kong put out his left hand, closed it, shook his fist, and exploded again.

Change your claws to fists!

The men's machete of the tattooed man was also horizontal, blocking the attack of King Kong.

The horse who had just landed on his forefoot hissed and almost didn't stand. The tattooed man on the horse was knocked down by King Kong with a punch.

He just stood up and rolled up again, looking unharmed.

"Let's do it together."

Kong Ming frowned, saying that Kong Kong's powerful King Kong was also a third-level god-monger walking, a humanoid tank.

Originally thought he shot, he could easily win this team.

I didn't expect to fight each other, but I did a good job with the leader and did not win it in one fell swoop.

It can be seen that this world is extraordinary. If you ignore the enemy, I am afraid that it will overturn the ship. Let ’s take a shot together and win this group of talents as soon as possible is the right choice.

The seven cavalry soldiers receded a distance, and the three cut the rope: "Drive!"

With a neat roar, these people charged directly towards Tang Luo. As for King Kong, it was naturally left to their leader.

As these cavalry passed by King Kong and the horses in the middle ran away with the hoof, blocking the moment they were away, King Kong punched out and went straight. There was no fancy, and some were just strength.

The tattooed man's machete turned in his hand and waved out!

The sword flashed, and the machete cut at King Kong's fist.

Knife and fist hit!

The blade cut the skin of the fist, and a thin layer of flesh was torn open, exposing the bones inside!

But the next machete flew off his hands.

The tattooed man's heart was terrified. His knife just broke a thin layer of flesh on the opponent's fist.

The sharp blade hit the bone, far exceeding the strength of the punch that had just struck him, and the weapon left his hand.

The whole right arm was numb.

King Kong won the punch with no punch.

The punches kept on, and they were fierce and banged on the tattooed man's chest.

The tattooed man was frustrated by the attack. Not only did he lose his weapon, but his body was out of balance, and he could not stop or avoid King Kong's fist.

Seeing to be punched by a pair of punches.

A different kind of breath suddenly emerged from the tattooed man. An illusive head of the evil wolf appeared in front of him, biting at King Kong's fist.

Wolf kisses and fists collide!

The invisible air waves spread in all directions, setting off a layer of dust on the ground.

In the smoke that has not yet dissipated, the tattooed man approached like a ghost, and a dark dagger stabbed silently at the back of King Kong.

The dagger penetrated, and before the tattooed man showed a smile, he felt that the dagger was heavy, and was actually completely stuck by the opponent with muscle strength.

"dead!"

King Kong exclaimed angrily and smashed his elbow into the man's head.

This time there were no other evil wolves that had condensed in other breaths. The skull of the tattooed man burst, and the red, white, and yellow were scattered all over the ground.

King Kong pulled out the dagger, covered the wound, did not take two steps, fluttered, and half-knelt on the ground.

The dagger was poisoned, and the toxicity was quite fierce.

"It's poisoned again, alas, why do you say it again?" King Kong shook his head, feeling that the plot seemed to have met.