Standing alone at the entrance of the cemetery, Gu Jiao faced the moonlight, and her entire face was exposed to the moonlight.
It was a clean, lively face, in stark contrast to the man's shriveled cheeks covered in dirt and blood.
He was wearing rusty armor and a rusted helmet, and his entire body was spotless and shiny except for the three-footed blue front.
His eyes were filled with boundless death, like a bottomless black abyss.
Being watched by such a pair of eyes, Rao Shi and Gu Jiao also felt a sense of oppression.
This is a man she doesn't want to fight—
Because it is too powerful.
But sometimes, the more afraid of something, the more it comes.
Shangguanqing once said that Gu Jiao has no inner strength for the people who are not hurt by the ghost king and have no power to tie the chicken. Under normal circumstances, no one can detect that she can do martial arts.
But obviously, this ghost king is an exception.
There was a sharp murderous aura in his dead eyes, and then his slow body turned around, his sensitivity seemed to increase a hundred times in an instant!
He shot into claws, urging his internal force to grab and wave in the air!
Gu Jiao only felt that an invisible big palm grabbed her throat, pulled her up and threw her out!
Gu Jiao's waist collided with the big tree next to her, and the crow on the branch was awakened, fluttering its wings and fluttering from her nest.
The leaves fell with a clatter.
Gu Jiao fell heavily to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood!
This guy is so powerful!
No wonder Shangguan Qing is going to call him the ghost king. With this strength... I am afraid that even the dark soul will not be able to get a bargain in his hands!
The Ghost King's eyes fell on Gu Jiao again, and he paused.
I don't know if she was surprised that Gu Jiao didn't die.
"Of course I won't die so soon..."
Gu Jiao supported the ground and got up, "I knew I had to deal with such a tough guy, so I put on my armor..."
Neither.
The armor is too eye-catching, and you can't enter Pucheng if you wear it.
The Ghost King slapped Gu Jiao again!
Gu Jiao, who finally stood up, was beaten to the ground again, face down, like an injured little sad frog.
Gu Jiao: Anyway, let me hide.
Gu Jiao stood up with a carp, her nose bleeds, but she couldn't hide her aura: "I won't let you hit this time!"
Bang!
Haw!
Gu Jiao was beaten to the ground again.
Gu Jiao's face was on the ground, her hands were pulling the weeds on the ground, her body trembled violently with anger.
Damn... I can't escape!
Gu Jiao's whole body gradually burst out with terrifying murderous aura: "Ghost King, right... You really angered me... Prepare to receive the anger from this commander—"
click!
The ghost king flashed in front of Gu Jiao very quickly, grabbed Gu Jiao by the collar and lifted her up.
Only then did Gu Jiao realize that the Ghost King's body was extremely tall.
In front of him, Gu Jiao was literally turned into a little chicken.
Little Chicken Jiao: "Let's discuss, are you short of a younger brother? I'll give you Old Tang."
Tang Yueshan sneezed inexplicably in his sleep!
The ghost king's murderous aura has not diminished.
Gu Jiao's eyes rolled, and she returned to her female voice in a second: "Actually, I'm a little girl!"
The ghost king was stunned.
Great, now!
Poke your eyes out!
Gu Jiao snapped her fingers and stabbed at the ghost king's death eyes!
Three seconds later, Gu Jiao looked at her two fingers that were swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and pursed her mouth in grievance.
- The ghost king blocked it in time, using his Qingfeng sword.
Gu Jiao actually forced the ghost king to use his sword, even in such an extremely cunning way, but it also attracted the attention of the ghost king by accident.
The Ghost King no longer gave Gu Jiao a chance to struggle, and no longer left any room for it, he directly raised the Qingfeng sword in his hand and stabbed it towards Gu Jiao's abdomen—
call out!
It was too late to speak, and the King of Heifeng rushed over with his hoofs raised, and his mouth let out an excited cry, knocking Gu Jiao away at once!
Gu Jiao, who was hit and landed on the tree trunk: "..."
The Black Wind King pounced on the Ghost King.
The ghost king's long sword was raised high, and he was about to cut off the head of Heifeng King's horse, but it stopped in mid-air.
Heifeng Wang circled around the Ghost King, roaring excitedly, rubbing his head against him from time to time. At this time, it didn't look like a sixteen-year-old horse, but like an excited pony.
Gu Jiao lay on the trunk and looked at it with a confused expression.
what's the situation
Boss, you just rushed over with all your might, wasn't it to save me
Do you just think I'm in the way
The Heifeng King circled around the man who was unknown whether he was a general or a ghost king. He made seventeen or eighteen laps, and the whole cemetery reverberated with its eager and excited hooves.
"Woo~"
There was also a choked sound of grievance.
The ghost king's stiff body finally reacted. He raised his rough hand with countless slits and gently landed it on the head of the black wind king.
The Black Wind King rubbed his head against his palm.
"Little..." He opened his mouth, the vocal cords that he hadn't spoken to for many years had already shrunk, and the voice in his throat seemed to be coming from an old bellows, hoarse, missing, and unpleasant.
"Ah..."
"moon… "
Xiao, Ah, Yue
Is that the name of the Dark Lord
The Black Wind King jumped up more and more excitedly.
At this moment, its childhood is back, and its life is complete.
After it was excited, it suddenly became quiet, looking at the impersonal Ghost King, as if it finally realized something, and let out a sad cry.
Gu Jiao lay on the tree and began to analyze the current situation.
This hill is the burial place of Xuanyuan's family—
She didn't know why she came to this conclusion. In fact, based on the information currently available, it was impossible to infer this.
"I seem to be familiar with Guishan..."
Gu Jiao muttered to herself.
In the dream that foresees her ending, she has nothing to do with Guishan. After all, the battle with Liang and Jin happened nine years later. At that time... Shangguan Qing had already died of poisoning, the real king of Guishan. also died.
In this life, many things have changed.
"But I still can't explain why I feel familiar with Ghost Mountain... I've never been there in that dream..."
Gu Jiao couldn't figure it out, she simply didn't want to.
She has a secret that she doesn't even know herself.
Gu Jiao jumped off the branch.
The ghost king raised his long sword towards Gu Jiao!
Heifeng Wang blocked him, and under his sharp and alert gaze, he stepped in front of Gu Jiao and rubbed his head against Gu Jiao.
This is the person it is meant to protect.
is one's own.
The ghost king's Qingfeng sword fell.
Gu Jiao came over, since she was all her own, then Gu Jiao was not polite.
Gu Jiao raised her little face with nosebleeds, and said arrogantly, "Introduction, my name is Gu Jiao, and the boss... Well, that is Xiao Ayue, the comrade-in-arms who fought side by side, and the new commander of Heifengqi."
As soon as the voice fell, the ghost king slashed down with another sword.
Gu Jiao was caught off guard!
What's wrong this time? !
But the few blows just now were not in vain, at least she avoided this attack. It seems that the actual combat is really the best shortcut to improve her strength.
But she couldn't avoid the second sword.
The tip of the ghost king's sword stopped an inch away from her throat. This was because the ghost king kept his hand, otherwise she would have been reduced to the soul of his sword.
"Too... poor... strong."
He finished speaking very slowly, put away the sword, and left with the Black Wind King.
So you just shot to test if I have the qualifications to be the commander of the Black Wind Rider
Anyway, say hello in advance, heroes.
Almost scared to death by you.
Gu Jiao brushed off the dirt on the hem of her clothes and followed with steps.
On his left is Heifeng Wang, and on his right is Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you from the Xuanyuan family?"
He ignored Gu Jiao, and when he didn't make a move, his movements and demeanor were very slow, and he seemed to be very labored.
Did he think that was how the dead walked
Before waiting for his answer, Gu Jiao didn't find it strange, this person has been isolated from the world for many years, and has long forgotten how to communicate with others.
But he can call out the name of the Black Wind King when he was young, which means that he does not have amnesia. Of course, the brain forgets under normal circumstances.
No one can remember everything they experience.
Gu Jiao turned to look at the hair under the helmet.
It's gray hair.
The age is of the grandfather's generation, excluding Xuanyuan Sheng's brothers.
It will never be Xuanyuan Li—
Xuanyuan Li's body was transported back by Duke An himself for burial, so there would be no fake.
What's more, if Xuanyuan Li was still alive, then he would have no reason not to go back and stay here as an innocent person.
Gu Jiao looked at him up and down while following him.
Fortunately, he didn't seem to mind Gu Jiao's scrutiny.
Gu Jiao noticed that his breath was not stable, he should have suffered a very serious internal injury, and he has not been able to heal.
To live is torment for him, and I don't know why he has to endure until now.
Is it just to defend this Xuanyuan Army cemetery
(End of this chapter)