The cliff is so steep that you can pick the stars with your hands. Under the night, a little fluorescent bird fluttered up the cliff. The whistling cliff wind seemed likely to blow it away at any time. Suddenly, a hand popped out of a cave on the cliff and grabbed the bird inside.
The cave is not big, two meters wide and three meters deep. There are three people sitting crowded together. Sitting in the back was a man as strong as an ox, with a big ass that took up a lot of space in Lao Kuo's body. His tight-fitting shorts were washed white, and a circle of fat was exposed under his belly button. The young man in the middle was holding a rusty broken sword and holding a stick of dogtail in his mouth. The one on the outside is a man who looks kind and Mediterranean. If he wears a pair of thick glasses, he will definitely be a beast.
At this time, the Mediterranean man was grabbing a fluorescent bird, and squeezed it cruelly. The bird suddenly dimmed and became flat, but the scene of blood dripping and internal organs flying did not appear. This turned out to be It was actually a rune bird.
"Master, has the fat sheep arrived?" the strong man asked as he moved his big buttocks that ached from sitting.
The Mediterranean man said kindly: "Bangchui, how many times have I told you, please call me Shi Tai!"
"Oh, I understand, Master!" Bangchui nodded and asked: "Master, has the fat sheep come?"
Shi Tai touched the "Mediterranean Sea" on his forehead and said: "It's here, but it also brings a gust of wind!"
"Are you afraid of birds? I peeed ten feet in the wind. I took out the big mallet, one mallet at a time, one mallet at a time!" Bangchui rubbed his big belly.
"Fart!" the young man holding the broken sword scolded. The big stick scratched his head, and a long and distant fart sound came from behind! The young man holding the sword and the master looked at each other and cursed at the same time: "You're a wild ass!" They both grabbed the big mallet by the shoulders and swung it, and the guy screamed and flew down the cliff from the entrance of the cave.
The young man holding the sword flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind blew up in the cave. It took a few times to sweep away the stench. The master put his head out of the hole and took a deep breath, just in time to see Bangchui's big butt disappear in the cave. Within sight, he couldn't help but vomit unhappily.
"Bitch, do you want to kill Hei Feng and the others first?" Shitai retched several times in disgust, the lingering power of the stick's fart still lingering. The young man holding the sword was named Fan Jian, and both Bangchui and Shitai used to call him a bitch or a bitch.
"No, that kid seems to be a bit wise. Let's sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and finally take action to catch him!" Fan Jiancheng hugged the rusty broken sword tightly to his chest.
In the dense forest, ten cultivators in black clothes and black trousers were crouching on the trees like ghosts, their bright eyes looking through the night to the flower-filled hillside opposite. They were waiting for the wind direction to change.
The hillside on the opposite side is relatively gentle and is located at the mouth of the valley between two peaks. The man in black is in the dense forest in the valley. Originally, the valley wind should blow from the direction of the dense forest to the hillside, but tonight it happened to be strange. The wind kept blowing from one side of the hillside into the dense forest in the valley.
Three blazing bonfires were burning on the hillside, and the smell of barbecue filled the air. Chu Jun had more than a dozen wreaths hanging around his neck, a nondescript flower crown on his head, and a branch with fish skewered on it in his hand to roast on the fire. The wreath was knitted by Ning Yun and must be hung. The flower crown was knitted by Ning Yun and must be worn. The fish, the fish was caught by Chu Jun himself in the river, but Ning Da Qianjin wanted to eat it, so he had to bake it.
The Yujia girls turned their heads from time to time to look at Chu Jun's embarrassment, and then covered their mouths and snickered. There are a lot of flowers of all kinds piled next to Miss Ning. She is busy knitting a small floral skirt, which is said to be used as an apron for someone Chu. Chu Jun grimaced and sat upright, turning the grilled fish mechanically, for fear of damaging the wreath and garland on his body. Facts have proved that Ning Yun's skills are really not that good. The defective products scattered next to Chu Jun are the best proof. After provoking Ning Daqianjin several times, Chu Jun learned his lesson and sat upright, motionless. Poor Mr. Chu's neck was sore.
"Yun'er, why don't you take a rest first? This fish is cooked, so you should eat it while it's hot!" Chu Jun said with a smile.
Ning Yun raised his head, gave Chu Jun a sweet look and said, "I'll be fine soon!"
Chu Jun glanced at Ning Yun's colorful floral skirt, and suddenly felt like crying without tears.
"Okay, it's done!" Ning Yun stood up happily and looked at the masterpiece in her hand - a small butt-length floral skirt with satisfaction.
Yujia and others gathered around laughing and joking!
"Miss Ning is so smart, she can learn it as soon as she learns it!"
"Hehe, it's so well done!"
"What a spirit!"
"Hurry and tie it up, Mr. Chu!"
Ning Yun's sweet eyes looked at Chu Jun, who was sitting upright. All the girls also looked at him. Mr. Chu's face turned green. Where would you put this thing on your face
"Chu Jun, does it look good?" Ning Yun asked coquettishly.
Chu Jun turned his attention to his only strategic partner Wu Yanshou. The latter turned his face to look at Feng very unfaithfully, acting like a dead Taoist friend would never die of a poor Taoist. Chu Jun had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Well, that's right, the spirit energy. Yun'er has a skillful hand with the spirit energy. It will look great on you!"
Ning Yun suddenly became happy and held it on his body for a moment. It felt really good-looking. He said happily: "Chu Jun, let me tie it for you!"
Chu Jun trembled for a while and said with a wry smile: "No need, this is what girls wear!"
"What bitch, do you look down on women!" Ning Yun's eyes widened, and she pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly.
"How can you... just wear it!" Chu Jun stood up sadly and indignantly.
As a result, under the power of Concubine Yun, the God Emperor did an embarrassing thing that will be talked about by future generations - he put on a short skirt made of flowers and twisted it three times. Whenever the twelve gray-haired half-spiritual elders mentioned this interesting incident to their descendants, they would smile proudly and say, "His Majesty the God-Emperor's buttocks are so nimble!"
"Haha!" All the girls leaned forward and backward with laughter, and even Wu Yanshou laughed regardless of his appearance.
Ning Yun covered her stomach and rolled into Chu Jun's arms, bursting into tears. Chu Jun pulled off the flower skirt around his waist and put it on Ning Yun's head with a dark face. Ning Yun grabbed Chu Jun's hand and said cheerfully: "Okay, don't be angry!"
Chu Jun slapped Ning Yun's little butt with a stinking look on his face, which immediately made Yujia and others blush. Ning Yun was so ashamed that she buried her head in Chu Jun's arms.
While the commotion was going on, Wu Yanshou's expression suddenly changed: "No, it's the Black Wind Miasma!"
I saw a black mist rushing towards the hillside in the night. Under the light of the bonfire, I could see that the black mist spread rapidly. Chu Jun shouted: "Come closer to me!"
"Hey, it's too late to escape now!" A black-clothed cultivator in the woods looked at the hillside shrouded in poisonous mist and sneered sinisterly. The two men in black next to them each held a treasure room magic weapon. A steady stream of black mist emerged from the magic weapon and spread up the hillside with the help of the wind.
"Stop!" the leading cultivator in black ordered, and the two people who released the poisonous mist immediately closed the magic weapon.
This group of people is an organization of casual cultivators named Heifeng in Zhaori City. They specialize in killing people and seizing treasures. Their methods are ruthless and they never leave anyone alive, except of course, valuable women. Their usual method is to release this kind of poisonous mist similar to black wind miasma, which has a wide range of damage and makes it difficult for people to guard against it. Heifeng had already targeted Chu Jun and others in Zhaori City. He had been following Chu Jun since he left Zhaori City. Today he finally found an opportunity to take action.
"Brothers, go kill that fat sheep and eat its meat!" Chai Rong, the second master, estimated that Chu Jun and others had fallen, so he ordered an attack. All ten Black Wind members have reached the foundation-building stage. As the second leader, Chai Rong is already at the peak of the foundation-building stage and is only one step away from the golden elixir. If the fat sheep hadn't been so fat this time, he wouldn't have led the team himself.
The thieves flashed out of the woods, rushing towards the hillside with their magic weapons on their feet. Since that big fat sheep can travel with twelve semi-spiritual beauties, he must be extremely rich, so all the thieves are very excited. After this job, they will definitely get a lot of spiritual crystals, not to mention There are also twelve half-elven women.
Chai Rong led everyone to land on the hillside. At this time, the poisonous fog had almost dissipated. Through the light of the still burning bonfire, you could see that all fifteen fat sheep were lying there, and none of them ran away.
"If your hands and feet are clean, strip the men naked and kill them, and feed the women with antidotes and tie them up!" Chai Rong ordered coldly. The thieves' eyes suddenly shone, and they rushed forward bravely to give the woman the antidote, and then took the opportunity to touch and scratch her.
Zhi! A terrifying white light suddenly shot from the mountain ridge on the side. The man who was rushing at the front was immediately hit by the white light. He didn't even have time to scream before it exploded violently. Bloody minced meat was scattered everywhere, and the scene was tragic. abnormal. Before the thieves could react, another burst of white light came and immediately killed a black wind thief.
"Damn it, it's the Linggang Heavy Artillery. Go back to the woods!" Chai Rong shouted sharply, calling for the remaining seven brothers to run away.
The Linggang heavy artillery has a range of more than five thousand meters, and the power of one of its cannons is equivalent to a full-strength strike by a Jindan cultivator. Anyone who is hit by a Jindan cultivator below will be killed. The other party hid on the mountain ridge and had a good location, and he and the others were like rakes, so Chai Rong decisively ordered a retreat, preparing to go up the mountain ridge from the side and chop up the sneak attack. Although the Linggang heavy artillery is powerful, it has a long cooldown time and a low probability of hitting the target. It is only suitable for large-scale military operations. In addition, it is expensive and will never be used by ordinary individuals and organizations unless it is used for defense.
Chai Rong led seven brothers towards the dense forest in the valley in embarrassment. A white light flashed on the mountain ridge, and another Linggang cannon hit, directly blasting a brother next to Zirong to pieces. Chai Rong, who was covered in flesh and blood, broke out in a cold sweat. Then he became fierce and cursed: "Damn, brothers, spread out and surround us from both sides, there can't be more than three people!"
"Kill!" These guys are all desperadoes who lick blood from their swords. They have never been so cowardly. Three brothers were killed before the enemy saw them. At this time, they couldn't help but burst out with ferocity. They divided into two teams and returned to the mountain ridge. Pounce.
Sure enough, the opponent no longer fired the Thunder Gang heavy artillery. Obviously the cooling time had not passed. The opponent only had three heavy artillery at most, and the number of people was not large. Chai Rong laughed ferociously and said, "Pounce forward and peel that bastard into pulp to avenge your brothers!"