On the edge of the Pinjin Nest, Qin Zhui, the ugly man who had competed with Wen Leyang not long ago, was still there. He was sitting on the boulder obediently, dangling his legs in boredom. When he saw Wen Leyang coming back, he immediately jumped down happily: "The pangolin is not here!"
Seeing that he hadn't left yet, Wen Leyang knew that he kept his word, so he smiled and pointed to the broken ground behind him: "Found it!"
Qin Zhui was stunned, and his frowning face became even more frightening: "So white, so tender?"
He gritted his teeth in an arrogant manner and glared at Wen Leyang: "You still left someone to ambush me by the river?"
Wen Leyang laughed: "It's a very important matter. We must find out the whereabouts of Master Changli no matter what. WWw.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.COm"
Qin Zhui breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Good guys, luckily you found him. Otherwise, even if he ran across the river, I wouldn't have recognized him. Two people ran over not long ago and looked better than him." It’s just missing two tails, and it’s not as tender as him.”
Potu was furious: "Grandpa only has one tail!"
Qin Zhui was good at arithmetic: "Two people passed by, each one less than you."
Potu was stunned: "What if there were three people in the past?"
"Only three tails less than you."
Wen Leyang quickly interrupted the bickering between the two ugly men and asked Qin Zhui: "Who was that person in the past?"
"An old Taoist was holding a short winter melon. He smashed the stone and passed by. I saw that the old Taoist seemed to be in a hurry. I was too embarrassed to stop him from sparring."
Wen Leyang's head immediately grew bigger. Since Leyang Shoujin broke into the stone forest. This means that the people in Huacheng have controlled the three links in the Eyang Road. Why did it turn into Santong when he reached the river and captured Leyang Wen.
Huacheng is a disciple who fell to the ground. Although Wen Leyang still doesn't know anything yet. But there is no doubt about it. There must be an inextricable relationship between the disciples they captured and the descendants of Tuo Xie themselves. Dwarf winter melon and Leyang Wen must be saved.
Qin Zhui looked at Wen Leyang's expression. Immediately his ugly face showed up: "What's wrong? You shouldn't let it go. How about I help you chase it?"
Wen Buzuo immediately took over the topic: "It's very important. Please!"
Qin Zhui waved his hand very boldly. Hahaha laughed: "It's easy to say. Hidden potential and no potential. These four words are enough for me to help you. Let's talk about that old man. He looks good... He has good magical powers." After saying that, he raised his hand and punched the boulder crossing the river. superior. Pinjinwo roared in response. After a while the river froze into ice. Qin Zhui doesn't talk nonsense at all. I crossed the river in a few jumps.
Wen Leyang also led a group of people and two ants onto the river ice. By the time they reached the other side, the ugly young man had already disappeared. Wen Leyang looked at his own people in astonishment: "Did he save someone? After he was rescued, he had to leave a phone number!" As he spoke, he kept walking. He led everyone towards the outside of the mountain.
Wen Buzuo followed him: "Qin Zhui may not be right. After coming out of the mountain, find the big and small rabbit demons and ask the Great Mercy Temple to take action. No matter what, we must get Leyang Wen back from the hands of Eyang Dao!"
Not long ago in Wenjia Village, the Great Mercy Temple supported Wen Bucao. In the end, they battled the Weeping Buddha with all their might. The five monastery seats, the little stuttering sound, and the old rabbit demon were all exhausted. Without a few months of rest, there was no hope of recovery. Only the little rabbit demon was fine and unharmed. He went down the mountain to follow the Jilong Taoist who had ended miserably. There is a matter related to good and evil destiny hidden in Wenbucao.
Calculating the time now, Buhaku can recover, but Shanjian should have finished what he is doing.
Come out of the mountains. Wen BuDo arranged them in a small town. Then I went out to look for a car. Some of them had tails. Some were carrying corpses, and some were carrying controlled firearms. There are also large ants driving to a highly poisonous place. They have to catch them all to make a plane. I estimate that only half of them can be left to make a train, so they can only find a car to catch up.
The others rested separately. They spent more than ten days in the mountains and two days in the Pinjin Nest. Xiao Yi could not hold on for a long time. Chi Maojiu broke the forbidden witchcraft and his witchcraft was greatly damaged. Luo Wanggen's Corpse Demon Flying Sword was destroyed. After being destroyed, he also suffered some injuries. Now the giant pangolin is just an ordinary person with a long tail, almost becoming a team of old and weak remnants.
Wen Leyang charged his mobile phone and told his family what happened. As expected, the old rabbit demon Bu Le was still in Wenjia Village. He immediately arranged for the little rabbit demon Shan Duan to go to Eyang Road to rescue people. After rescuing Leyang Wen, the little rabbit demon Bu Leyang was still in Wenjia Village. The rabbit demon took the route to Shanghai and met up with Wen Leyang and others.
The little rabbit demon Shanjuan followed the chicken coop and said, now he is back. The specific things were not clear in one sentence or two on the phone. The uncle just told Wen Leyang to be more careful and discuss it carefully when he comes back.
Luo Wanggen found an Internet cafe and searched on Baidu for 221 BC and found more than 400,000 related web pages. Chi Maojiu sat next to him with a curious face and asked: "What next? Find it quickly..."
Wen Leyang tried to give a small piece of venom to the two molars, but neither of them wanted it. It must be that the front piece had not been fully digested. I've been quite busy lately, so I don't spend much time with Wen Leyang. I usually spend time with Wen Leyang.
Two days later, the motor roared, and Wen Buzuo came back with an 11-seater Iveco. Even the driver was equipped. The two drivers worked shifts, people stopped, and other food and drinks were available. Luo Wanggen is equipped with a laptop with wireless Internet access. There is also an extremely fat windbreaker. After circling the tail and putting it on, it looks bigger. Everything else is normal.
The Wen family has accumulated countless wealth during their two thousand years in the world. Wen Budo is very capable and has a bank card for self-defense, so this little thing is easy to do. Just like that, Sancun Dingwen didn't do anything and kept complaining that he came back too slowly.
Iveco galloped all the way to Shanghai. At first Luo Wanggen was still on Baidu, but then he downloaded QQ and started chatting. Then he complained tentatively: "If you don't want to buy a laptop in the future, it's better to choose one with its own camera." .”
Wen Budo nodded: "Bringing one camera is not enough, at least three are needed." The honest boy was stunned: "Why?"
Wen Bu made a serious reply: "Because your face is too big for a camera to take a picture of."
Luo Wanggen laughed and said nonchalantly: "That one...one is enough."
Except when refueling, everyone would get out of the car and relax their muscles. For two days and two nights, everyone basically spent the time in the car seat. Xiaoyi leaned on Wen Leyang's shoulder out of boredom and patted the broken ground in the front row. : "Is that several-story-high sword in Pinjin's Nest a magic weapon or a waste?"
With a puff, the driver Shifu who was driving laughed. Repeatedly muttered: "A sword several stories high!"
Potu turned around and said solemnly: "That sword can cut all the way into the ground deep in Pinjin Nest. Do you think it is a magic weapon or a waste? The ground there is harder than copper and iron. Generally speaking, The materials for refining the flying sword magic weapon are not as good as the stones there."
Wen Leyang nodded and spoke: "I think it's not a mortal thing. At least I can escape safely from Lei Xinsha, but..."
Potu knew what he wanted to say, and shook his head and replied: "No one can use that sword. It can only be used to scare people at most. Otherwise, those silly children of the Immortal Sect would not have to wait eagerly for Linglong Ice to grow again in the golden nest. If anyone can temper this flying sword into his own magic weapon, I estimate that the power achieved will be at least as powerful as Changli's magical power."
The driver turned back: "Are you making a movie? Are you discussing the script? Can you let me show my face and I'll give you a discount!"
Wen Buzuo reminded with a smile: "Watch the road carefully and drive your car!"
"Even I am not very clear about the origin of this sword. I only know that it was acquired by an elder thousands of years ago..." Before he finished speaking, the driver turned around again: "Are you raking in cultural relics? Am I talking too much? I would like to advise you that the good things our ancestors left for us will be fine no matter how we transfer them among our own people. But we must never transfer them to foreigners... "
Wen Buzuo laughed loudly: "Don't worry, we were talking about the script. I didn't realize that the master is really patriotic."
The driver was about forty years old. His face was full of the persistence of a man from the northwest. He said lightly: "Although I am old, my passion is still there..."
Potu continued to speak: "The Flowing Gold Fire Bell must be a magic weapon refined by the great predecessor Sword Immortal. It is definitely not a mortal thing. The Taoism of Qilian's ancestors. Although it cannot compare with Chang Li and the others, it can still be regarded as extraordinary supernatural power..."
Before he could finish his words, Wen Buzuo interrupted with a smile: "Stop bragging, that dwarf leader. He's not as good as Wen Leyang." Wen Leyang once got into a fight with the dwarf master, just talking about magical powers. The Qilian Immortal Sect, which was so powerful in the world two thousand years ago, has been passed down to this day, but it is really not as good as the Five Blessings of the Right Path. At least the dwarf old man is far behind Zi Que, the former head of Chicken Coop Road.
Xiao Yi didn't like hearing it: "What do you mean, it's not as good as Wen Leyang!"
Po Tu shook his head and defended the dwarf master: "The Qilian Immortal Sect practices fire-based Taoism, but in the Jinxing's Nest, the hard work and stubbornness of the Jinxing are everywhere. The practice is half the result with half the effort, and it is very strenuous. Naturally, the Qilian disciples are not as good as the previous generation. Generation!" Then he seemed reluctant to discuss this, and brought the topic back: "The Flowing Gold Fire Bell is also a magic weapon of the fire element, and it is in the same line as our authentic magic. It stands to reason that after so many years, even the most unruly magic weapon will have long been It’s time to be subdued.”
Xiao Yi was anxious when he heard this, and urged with a smile: "Don't be so verbose!"
Potu also smiled: "I'm not trying to show off, but I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly. The Qilian ancestors of all generations have spent a lot of effort on this sword, but no matter what Taoist method is used, how many souls are rubbed into it, the most it can do is Even if you call it out at any time to scare people, the power of the giant sword will never be unleashed. But in the Flowing Gold Fire Bell, there is clearly no soul left behind by its original owner."
At this time, suddenly a voice full of doubts came out from Wen Leyang's arms: "This is a strange thing. Is there really no soul left by the predecessors in that big sword?"
Wen Leyang was startled, and it took him a while to react. He reached out from his arms and took out the jade knife wrapped by Qing Lingzi: "Are you awake?"
Bao Huan grunted: "It won't take long to wake up. I have to fall asleep after a while. I have to repeat it several times..." After saying that, he had no intention of grinding his teeth with Wen Leyang anymore and urged: "Speak quickly, tell me quickly, what's going on..." He still said it. Before he finished speaking, there was no movement again.
Wen Leyang called out twice, shook the jade knife again, smiled wryly, wrapped it up and put it back in his arms. (Quanben Novel Network www.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.com)