The chirping of harpy eagles rang out from the wild goose mound at dusk, and people in white clothes set up a bonfire in the yard, and took out chickens and ducks from the kitchen to roast.
In the west wing room, the weight was tied up and thrown on the ground. A man in white was tearing at the roast chicken outside the door, talking in a babbling voice, while the other man's tone was gentler, as if trying to persuade him.
"Wait a little longer, the man in red will come back." Shen Lou used his spiritual power to translate to Lin Xin word by word.
Lin Xin moved closer to Shen Lou, "Do you understand barbarian language?"
Shen Lou nodded, and continued to listen to the conversation between the two, "We are not looking for him, why don't we kill him?"
"Keep him as a threat," said the persuading person, "We must catch Lin Zhenghan's son as soon as possible and hand it over to the witch god."
Witch God? Lin Xin was taken aback, these people actually wanted to arrest him and go to Beimo. Could it be that the barbarians also knew that Xunluhou had found the mine vein, and wanted to ask him for clues
Wasn't Zhong Changye's subordinate who attacked Yanqiu back then
Lin Xin suddenly looked at Shen Lou, and the past flashed in his mind like a glimpse.
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"King Xuan was seriously injured on the battlefield, and I'm afraid he will die soon."
"Nonsense, Shen Qingque was just sealed up by the Northern Man's sorcery, just untie it."
"It's not that easy, Zhu Yangai said, that thing is called 'spirit devouring', it's an ancient sorcery, and he can't do anything about it."
The spirit devouring sealed Shen Lou's spiritual veins, and he couldn't even do the basic sword control. However, the war in the Northern Territory is urgent, and he needs to be supported on the front line.
"Your Highness, you can't go!" Huang Ge knelt at the gate to block the way.
"The sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and you have no spiritual power now, how can you fight against the barbarians!" Zi Shu held on to the reins of the horse.
"The two armies are fighting, and I'm not going to compete with swords." Shen Lou swung his sword, cut off the rein in Zishu's hand, whipped the whip hard, and the horse neighed, jumped over Huangge's head, and went straight to the battlefield and go.
A stream of light came from the sky, and the sword light was like a gust of wind blowing tough grass, cutting off the two front hooves of the horse.
"Bah—" the war horse neighed and knelt down, throwing Shen Lou out viciously.
Subconsciously sacrificed the spirit sword, but couldn't use any spiritual power in his body, Yu Yuan's sunset sword fell to the ground with a clang, Shen Lou had to turn over in the air, and was caught by the person who pulled out the sword.
"His Royal Highness, where are you going?" Lin Xin, the deer-cutting marquis in brocade clothes, wrapped the hook of the monster knife around Shen Lou's neck, and instantly stopped Huangge and Zishu from drawing their swords.
"What does it have to do with you?" Shen Lou tried to break away from him.
"I've been obsessed with you for a long time, and now you're going to die, what do you say has nothing to do with me?" Lin Xin pressed against his ear, smiling strangely, "Since you're going to die, why don't you die on my bed?"
After all, in front of the entire army, he was directly kidnapped and taken away.
"You... um..." Shen Lou was so angry that he vomited blood.
Shen Lou without spiritual power is like a tiger whose teeth have been pulled out, at his mercy.
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The master is desperately trying to control it in the body, and the thing that wanders in the master's veins, could it be the "spirit devouring" that Shen Lou was killed on the battlefield many years later? In terms of cutting off the spiritual veins and damaging the foundation, it is indeed somewhat similar.
At that time Zhu Xingli said that once the thing breaks out of the body, it will definitely infect the immortals in the world. Are ghosts contagious
If these two are the same thing, then the one who attacked Yanqiu back then must be a barbarian!
Lin Xin was confused for a moment.
"Hold your breath and concentrate!" Shen Lou suddenly whispered in his ear, and when Lin Xin woke up, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"
The two men in white had finished their quarrel and opened the door to enter the house. The man who had just drawn his sword grabbed Jian Zhong who had fallen asleep, slapped him awake, and said in Central Plains dialect: "Boy, have you thought it through?"
Jian Zhong raised his eyelids, suddenly opened his mouth and bit the chicken leg in the hands of the man in white, wrapped it in his mouth, sucked the meat clean with a "boo", leaving a bare chicken bone, "Well, what are you thinking about? "
The man in white was stunned by his swift action, and it took him a while to react, and he punched him in the face, "Who will allow you to eat! Hand over Lin Zhenghan's son!"
"I told you, I am Lin Zhenghan's son!" Jian Zhong spat out the bloody foam in his mouth, and his tone was calm. He seemed never to be angry, and even showed his little dimples happily because he ate chicken legs, "My name is Lin Zhenghan. Bugs."
The man in white ran out of patience and kicked him hard, knocking him against the pillar. She spat out the chicken leg meat she had just eaten with a "wow", coughing non-stop. It was only after this movement that it became apparent that the two heavy arms were not tied, they were hanging weakly on both sides, and after moving, they were bent at a strange angle, apparently broken.
I don't know if it's because I feel sorry for the chicken leg that I planned to save for a while to eat slowly, but the man in white didn't mean to stop at all, so he chased after him and beat him up.
Lin Xin and Shen Lou looked at each other, "These barbarians have some weird things in their hands, be careful, don't touch them with your bare hands." After that, he was about to go down to save people.
Shen Lou's eyes flickered slightly, and he grabbed Lin Xin who was about to rush out, "Wait a minute."
There are two people in this room, and they are different from the patrolling gangsters in the bamboo forest, their spiritual power should be relatively high. It is impossible to kill them with one move. If they make any noise, it will definitely attract other barbarians.
They originally planned to wait for the two guards to leave, but if the fight continued like this, Junior Brother Jian would probably die.
"You absorb soul power, can you pick out a specific person to suck?" Shen Lou pointed to Jian Zhong who lay on the ground and stared at the beaten drumstick meat with a sad face. Jianzhong is young, and the essence of the sun and moon stored in his soul is definitely not as high as these two barbarians. If he sucks it indiscriminately, the first one who can't stand it will be Jianzhong.
"No, master hasn't taught me the soul control technique yet." Lin Xin pursed his lips. He wanted to learn the soul control technique from Zhu Xingli just to solve this problem. He can only control the range of distance, but it is impossible to be precise to a human being. No matter how he ignores it, even his own soul power will be drawn.
After pondering for a moment, Shen Lou simply sent out a signal.
"What are you doing!" Lin Xin was taken aback. When the signal was sent out, Zishu and the others were about to attack.
Shen Lou didn't answer, turned over and rushed into the house.
"Who?" The two barbarians turned their heads, and a slash of sword light dazzled their eyes.
Closing the door calmly, Yu Yuan's sword pointing at the ground, Shen Lou said in Dong Hu language: "It's a mad dog who bit the wounded and disabled, can you be worthy of your wolf lord?"
The two men in white were enraged immediately, and rushed up with heavy swords in hand. These barbarians are good at using heavy swords, and their moves are very monotonous. They probably got it from hunting. The three moves of "slashing, chopping and stabbing" alternate back and forth, but the victory is heavy and fast.
Shen Lou used the "ice-breaking swordsmanship" that specializes in defeating the epee, and he won't be defeated by one against two.
Lin Xin helped his own junior brother who was bluish-faced, put his palm on his vest to give him a little spiritual power, the weight cut twitched a few times, sighed, and finally recovered, gasping for air.
"Can't you die?" Lin Xin cut the rope and threw the man aside, before waiting for his junior to answer, he drew his sword and went to help Shen Lou.
"..." Jian Zhong closed the mouth that had just opened, and found a more comfortable position to lean against.
"Hei Guoluo from the Shen family!" The man in white jumped up, yelling and slashing at Shen Lou who was fighting with another person. The epee was embedded with deer glass with impurities, and its spiritual power was not stable, like dandelions scattered in a strong wind, for short periods of time, the criss-crossing spiritual power tore through the clothes behind Shen Lou.
"Chi—" The sound of the sword entering the body was like the sound of a sharp knife entering meat in a butcher's shop, as crisp as a melon being broken.
The man in white lowered his head to look at the rapier passing through his chest. Blood gushed out of his throat and fell stickily on the bluestone board. He turned his head in disbelief, but he couldn't see Lin Xin's appearance clearly before he swallowed his breath.
At the same time, Shen Lou suddenly withdrew his sword, his body turned into an afterimage, and moved behind the enemy in an instant. Yu Yuan's sword light was brilliant, and he slashed towards the enemy's neck.
"Ahhh!" The man tried his best to block the epee behind him. He didn't expect Zhongyuan to have such a treacherous movement. He looked up and saw his companion who died in a miserable state. He shouted in barbaric language and rushed towards the door, "Hey!" Liuhun, help!"
Before he ran out the door, he was cut off by Shen Lou with a sword.
"You are injured." Lin Xin looked at the several sword marks on Shen Lou's back.
"I was injured too." Jian Zhong weakly called out to his brother who had no brotherhood.
Shen Lou pressed his fist to his lips, covered the smile at the corner of his mouth, split open the wooden table, chipped a few boards, picked up a severed arm with scissors, "Hold on." Severing hands and feet on the battlefield is commonplace, often People in the military basically know how to set bones.
"Ah—" Before Jian Zhong was ready, he started to pick it up, screaming stuck in his throat, almost holding his breath. Looking suspiciously at Shen Lou who was plywooding him, wondered if he had offended him.
But Shen Lou's actions were very open and aboveboard, and he even tore off his clothes to wrap up his wound. That is Huan Xinghai's black silk gown, which is expensive.
The outside was already in chaos, the barbarians had eaten half of the barbecue, but a big fire broke out in the south of the yard. Not long after, someone shouted "enemy attack".
"These people have mediocre spiritual power, but one of them is very powerful, probably on par with Master." Jian Zhong was carried on Lin Xin's back, running on the roof, and told him the information he knew very quickly, "That person is tall and tall. Jiu Chi is a barbarian."
"These are barbarians." Lin Xin said in a deep voice.
As soon as the words fell, a huge roar was heard. Distraught by the Pingsha sword array of the three stacked swords, a tall figure came out more and more, grabbed Zhu Jiangqiu and broke one of his arms.
"He Liuhun! He Liuhun!" Seeing this, the others began to shout.
Shen Lou Yujian rushed down, blocking He Liuhun's epee, "Scatter!"