The night was shrouded in the mountains and the wind was blowing. The three of them raised a bonfire beside the road, intending to spend the night. Liu Yunchao opened his bag, took out the beef jerky wrapped in oil paper, fried crispy meat, big cakes and other food, and greeted with a smile: "Come on, have something to warm up together."

Fu Jingtao shook his head and said, "I am grateful for it. But I also have dry food, so I won't bother you."

That young woman was so arrogant that she didn't even move.

Liu Yunchao smiled and said, "Junior Brother Fu, how can we warriors eat dry food enough? It doesn't matter if you are used to suffering. You can't let this girl suffer with it, right?"

Fu Jingtao looked at the girl and said, "If you want to eat, go get it, don't be polite."

The girl said lightly: "Before going down the mountain, my master told me that people in the world are sinister and must not eat food from strangers to prevent poisoning or poisoning."

Liu Yunchao's face froze, saying that it was as embarrassing as it was. He wanted to give some attentive condoms, but he didn't know that he would not buy it at all! He grabbed the crispy meat in disappointment and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering: "Good intentions are taken as a donkey's liver and lungs, and you don't eat it, I'll eat it!"

Fu Jingtao opened the dry food bag given by the villagers. Under the reflection of the flames, countless bright lights immediately aroused, and all kinds of red, green, blue, yellow, and purple gems shone in piles, with large pieces of agate and white jade dotted among them, and there were also strings of round pearls that shone brightly, enough to blind the dog eyes of ordinary people.

Tag! Liu Yunchao's mouth opened wide, and the crispy meat that had been bitten in his mouth fell to the ground. This guy not only hooked up with a beautiful beauty, but also picked up a pack of valuable treasures. I'm so angry that people are so angry. God, can you be a little more partial?

Fu Jingtao was also quite surprised. The dry food only occupied a corner of the bag, most of which were jewelry and jade. Needless to ask, it was a private collection of goods left by the horse thieves. He sighed softly, the villagers were simple by nature, not people who were forgiving their righteousness when they saw profit. I wonder if they had successfully escaped into the mountains and avoided the horse thieves' search and hunting. He took out the dry food and tied the bag again and hung it.

The girl suddenly said, "You killed the horse thief, but took their property as your own. You are jealous of money and are not a good thing!"

Fu Jingtao was too lazy to explain to her, so he handed the dry and hard black bun in front of him and said, "You get two first."

The girl looked at these extremely poorly-looking black buns, her delicate little face wrinkled into a ball, and said pitifully: "Is such an ugly thing clean? Can it be eaten?"

Fu Jingtao said hard: "If you don't eat, you will have no physical strength, and if you don't have physical strength, you will be unable to fight and run away."

The girl whispered, "Okay." She pinched the steamed buns with her tender green onion fingers, closed her eyes as if she had accepted her fate, and chewed them in small mouthfuls.

Liu Yunchao was already stunned when he saw this. Shouldn’t such a beautiful woman be held in her hands and held in her mouth, and she should be gentle and cared for her? Fu Jingtao’s attitude was stiff and harsh, and that beautiful girl was obedient, which was not in line with common sense! Could this kid use the rumored mind-catching technique?

Fu Jingtao ignored Liu Yunchao, who was in a mess, and sat cross-legged and swallowed dry food in big mouthfuls. Just as Liu Yunchao was murderous, he felt an abnormality, knowing that there must be a great disaster in the Liu family, so Liu Yunchao hurriedly left the Song Dynasty and even secretly committed murderous intentions towards him. He was calm on the surface, but in fact he was alert to prevent Liu Yunchao from attacking suddenly, so where would he still use the other party's food? He deliberately showed his close relationship with the girl, which was hinting that Liu Yunchao should not act rashly and maintain the status quo of peace.

Fu Jingtao asked himself that he was not the leader of Xuanyuan, and he was not interested or obliged to restrain other Xuanyuan disciples. As long as Liu Yunchao did not turn against him, he would pretend that he had never seen this person before, and everyone would just leave.

Liu Yunchao's eyes rolled a few times and asked with a smile: "Junior Brother Fu, the girl around you is beautiful and has extraordinary temperament. I wonder which master is the one who is the one who is the one who is? What is the name?"

Fu Jingtao scratched his head, except for overhearing that the girl was from Shushan Jianmen, he knew nothing else! If he made up random things, the bull head was not right, and it would be easy to find loopholes with Liu Yunchao's IQ. Once he noticed that the relationship between the two was actually quite weak and they were not familiar with each other, they might launch a sneak attack in the middle of the night to kill people to silence them.

The girl snorted and suddenly interrupted, "I met by chance, and I went my separate ways in a blink of an eye. It would be better not to mention my name."

Fu Jingtao secretly praised his aunt for helping her, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Liu, you need to change your problem. How can you just ask about the girl's name?"

Puff, Liu Yunchao almost spit out an old blood, and he could do such obvious behavior of splashing dirty water! But in a blink of an eye, he saw the girl's disdainful and contemptuous eyes, and he was both depressed and helpless, as if a knife had penetrated deeply into his heart, and the blood was flowing continuously.

The three of them had their own thoughts, and the scene became deserted for a while.

Suddenly, another slight sound of horse hooves came from the mountains, breaking the silence of the night.

Liu Yunchao's face changed, and he couldn't help but press the sword to stand up. Could it be that it was the pursuer sent by Jiang Haoyuan? He was anxious and hated, and his anger was almost burning. He was obviously very close to Shu Kingdom, but there were horse thieves in front of him and pursuers approaching him. How could he be willing to do so?

He heard the sound of hooves gradually approaching, and a yellow light suddenly flashed in the distant mountains and forests, floating and swaying, dispelling a little bit of night.

I don’t know if I have an illusion, the faint yellow lights seemed to be shrouded in vague blood-colored gauze, revealing a bit of gloomy murderous intent, and it also seemed that an invisible soul was circling around, causing a little chill in the wind.

The girl couldn't help but tremble and murmured: "It's late at night. Could it be that the ghosts are on a trip and are imprisoning the lonely ghost?"

Liu Yunchao's face turned pale and said with a forced smile: "I never do bad things in my life, so what's wrong if the ghosts do it in person?"

Fu Jingtao said disdainfully: "Humans and ghosts have different paths, and yin and yang are clear. How can ghosts wander freely in the world? Those who come are humans and not ghosts, so there is no need to scare themselves."

The girl said skeptically: "Did you see clearly? Is she really a human?"

Fu Jingtao smiled and said, "Of course..."

Before he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly flashed on the tree crown that was originally as dark as ink, as fast as lightning, and as if the five thunders were thunder, slashing towards the light fiercely!

The sword light cut through the night sky, which was beautiful and dazzling, but with a murderous intent!

This sword was so sudden that I don’t know how long the sword man lurked on the top of the tree, and there was no warning at all. No one, including Fu Jingtao, noticed that there were masters of swordsmanship hidden nearby. If they were attacked, they would probably not even be able to catch a single sword, and they would immediately end up with a soul-death death.

The knife fell rapidly in the air, and suddenly one piece of three, three transformed into nine, and suddenly turned into dozens of cold lights that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, intertwined into a net of heaven and earth, whistling and killing.

Fu Jingtao and others were sweating in their hands, and they paid for their own efforts that unless they had three heads and six arms, how could they resist such unpredictable sword techniques?

Seeing the cold and fierce sword light falling, a blood-colored rainbow suddenly burst into the sky, with a powerful, destructive, unyielding terrifying momentum, crashing into the most prosperous place of the sword light without returning. The cold air swelled wildly, and the leaves around it turned into powder and rushed straight to the sky, like a dragon going out to sea.

When! The loud noise exploded, deafening.

The next moment, countless broken sword lights flew everywhere, and in the hazy light, a figure seemed to be ruthlessly rolled into the night sky, and I didn't know where to fall from afar.

With just one blow, the master who took the lead in the sneak attack was broken and killed.

Fu Jingtao's eyesight is far superior to ordinary people. He vaguely saw that the one who broke the knife net was a refining spear full of domineering and covered with blood! The gun was like a dragon and its momentum was like a madman. Although it was just a simple stab at the sky, the gun power was condensed and returned to nature, and it fully explained the mystery of the key to the word "thorn".

The gun is the ancestor of all soldiers and the king of trapped battles. He holds on to meet the enemy, and advances without retreats.

Those who dare to use guns as their natal weapons in the world are all extremely brave and born with divine power. The gunshot technique is easy to learn but difficult to master, but once they are proficient, they are enemies of hundreds and thousands of people.

There was no one who was hidden in the tree crown. With the launch of the first swordsman, more than ten cold lights of various colors fell from all directions. The moves were exquisite and the attack was fierce, and they clearly wanted to kill people. But no matter who came, how fierce the killing moves were, the master who made the gun was stabbed back and forth with one shot, the sword was broken, the sword was cracked, and the axe collapsed. No one could block the power of his iron spear. The clanging sound of gold and iron echoed endlessly, Mars splashed everywhere, and blood rain was pouring everywhere, and you could hear the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from time to time.

Fu Jingtao and others were shocked. They stayed there and did not dare to move, and they would never dare to walk around and caused misunderstandings. If they were involved in the center of the storm, they would not have time to cry.

When the light floated closer, the fierce battle came to an end. As the last dead body fell to the ground, the surroundings immediately returned to peace.

I saw a dark red horse walking towards the carriage, with a suffocating wind light hanging on the carriage, illuminating the road in front of the carriage. Sitting in the coachman's position was a tall middle-aged man with his eyes like an eagle, his face was like an iron, his half-body was covered with iron armor, two steel knives on his back, and an iron bow and a bundle of iron arrows were placed beside him. His momentum was as steady as a mountain. He looked at him as a fierce iron man. After looking carefully, he realized that the horse's hair was covered with blood. The frame, shaft, carriage, and wheels had traces of battle. The man's iron armor was covered with sword marks and blood stains. I don't know how many life-and-death battles he finally came here.

The remnants of the carriage were sobbing and struggling, unable to stop it from moving forward.

Following closely behind was a young man who was nine feet tall and full of energy. He was a tall and slim man with black curly hair, a tall nose, deep eyes, and a unique charm of wildness and unruly. He only wore a single dress, stepped on straw sandals, and carried a two-meter-two-meter-long red tassel gun in one hand, without any extra decorations. He looked like a lion king, full of breathtaking wild and domineering aura.

With his appearance, the temperature around him seemed to drop a lot, and even the burning bonfires showed signs of extinguishing.

Fu Jingtao couldn't help but hold his breath and kill him with one step, and cut off his soul with one shot!
Chapter completed!