Chapter 114 Huo Yu...

"Uncle Charles, thank you!" Qianjie found old Charles in the Ice and Snow Pass.

Reality is not a game, and leadership is not a skill name. An A means you can call on others at will.

Qianjie himself didn't know whether he had the attribute of leadership, and he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to stuff Tang San back into the manure pit and dig out manure with a manure fork. In just a few words, he wanted others to take him on a journey together.

It's just a dream to risk the lives of the previous family.

So he is not in a hurry or panic. It is already good to get a promise of protection at a critical moment.

Let's just let it happen.

It's better to worry about the things at hand first, such as the promise to old Charles.

"Thank you, thank you. This is the character a guide should have. Besides, I am still counting on your soul guidance workshop." Old Charles put his hands in his thick sleeves and smiled.

"Don't worry, we haven't forgotten. I'll go back with you right now." Qianjie pulled Huo Yulin and responded with a cheerful smile.

There was the sound of treading on the snow behind him, and the old Charles and the soldiers in front of him quickly lowered their heads with expressions of respect.

Qianjie turned around, but it was Gu Zhen whom he had seen in the hut before.

There wasn't even a sign. The next second he was still standing opposite, and the last second his sword was resting on his shoulder.

It is the same book that was used in the Shrek Arena like a berserker swinging a meteor hammer. That time, Qianjie held the book in his right hand like a pious preacher.

The snow on Ciel's feet flew around me, and a golden coiled dragon stick appeared in my hand, and seven yellow, purple, white and white soul rings lit up.

I stretched out my hand and hooked it, and motioned to the soldier next to me to hand over the thing that was inserted in the snow and wrapped in a white cloth. The soldier pulled it out sensibly and handed it to Charles with considerable effort.

But if you struggle with those things that are meaningful, you will lose everything if you lose.

"Bad." Qianjie took off his glasses and handed them to Huo Yulin who was standing aside.

"Gu Zhen said to see less and think less. What you understand is less.

Xue Cong regarded it as Qiang Hongyu, nervously took it out of his hand, and removed the white cloth wrapping it.

"But you still want to fight. That is a necessary process, and it also allows you to judge whether he is unable to take you up alive."

Charles blinked blankly, seeing signs of Qianjie's actions.

"Gu Zhen said that he is very satisfying to me. You are now seventeen years old and have a soul power of level seventy-seven. You have never received such evaluation from me, so you probably have a small chance of beating him.

Then there was the noisy voice of Tianmeng in the wind and snow, and Charles let out a sigh of relief.

"There are limits to hatred, and there are borders to conquer..." Seven yellow, yellow, purple and purple soul rings appeared under me, bringing out the same brilliance in the ice and snow.

"Why Huo Yu again? Brother, can he change his name?"

"Master Chardot, why did he move just now?!"

Huo Yulin turned his head with a question mark on his face.

Naturally, a pseudonym is needed. He has an ancient surname and holds an evil-destroying coiled dragon stick in his hand. It would be very difficult for an unintentional person to find him.

"Boy, how's the pseudonym he came up with for you?" I asked Qianjie immediately.

"..."

It is a long stick similar to Gu Yunxiaer's martial spirit. It looks like it is made of gold. There is no wild dragon circling under it, and there are also a few unfamiliar characters on it.

"Of course, my personal wish is that I don't want to follow someone who looks younger than me, and I don't want to go to the disgusting quagmire in the south." I stuck the stick in my arms in the snow.

Outside the ground, he clenched his fist, and there was a crisp sound of bones.

He had long black hair and was dressed in black clothes. His face had sharp edges and determination of ice and snow, and he was holding a stick-like object wrapped in black cloth in his arms.

"Well, let's call her Huo Yuzhen." Qianjie adjusted his glasses and thought carefully about the name.

But now that I'm on the road, it's a bad idea to have no idea, so I can only wait until we get there.

One hand still maintained its posture, and the sword was still placed under Ciel's shoulder.

"Xuanzu asked me to follow you from now on." He looked at Qianjie seriously and spoke bluntly without any language skills.

"You don't have your own way. In the North, only those who can lead others to survive are not qualified to be led.

"It would be a big disadvantage to follow a young man like him."

So saying that, Ciel picked up the long stick with both hands, raised it above his head, and knelt down on one knee.

The soldiers formed a circle around the two of them and watched, not quite feeling like they were watching a show.

"You warn him, eldest brother, to be more lenient with him. When he is roaming around in the far north..."

We have not followed Old Xuanzu out of Ice and Snow Pass yet, and then headed towards Old Xuanzu’s town.

Okay, Huo Yulin will continue to brave the wind and snow.

It was still a traditional process that embarrassed Qianjie and made onlookers exclaim. Qianjie gave himself seven BUFFs.

Compared to Gu Yun's dragon-coiling stick, the dragon soul underneath looks like a dead thing, but its momentum is also astonishing.

"There's so little nonsense, we still have to fight." Tianmeng's voice sounded from under Qianjie, "Stop down, sir! Let me see what a genius is and what a humanoid means of transportation is!"

It's like a canonization.

After firing a bunch of traps and still flying up and down, this would be a real headache.

It's as if a period of time has been deleted.

"He lost." At the last moment, the sword had not been placed under Ciel's neck.

The shouts of the soldiers next to him made Charles come back to his senses. It was probably some kind of mind-numbing soul skill, but I didn't feel like it was being controlled.

The last thing is to ignore the golden light blade that pops up in my left hand.

"Yes, because that suffix has no luck, you need to use his luck."

The noise made Charles loosen his fists and then loosen them.

Qianjie was also confused, looking at the long stick in his hand and lost in thought.

According to what Xue Cong said, it is not a token inherited from our ancient family. It is a very common stick. Its merits are not the point. It should be looked at with dignity.

Qianjie took the long stick in one hand, it was really heavy.

"Young man, can he shut me up?!" Qianjie, the lackey, doesn't feel too small. It's not that Tianmeng next to him is too noisy.

Holding a book in one hand and a sword in the other.

Now I'm thinking about sealing Tianmeng's mouth before.

…

It can be seen that this thing is very heavy.

But Qianjie always feels that something is so special, something is so special, and this is the intuition.

Tianmeng was thrown under old Xue Cong's winter hat. When the winter hat flew away, it was also revealed that the middle-aged and elderly people with a shiny middle part had no hairstyle.

He arrived at a place and got a mission item that had been passed down for thousands of years. How could it be just a complicated decoration?

The golden sword with the flowing halo was still placed under my shoulder, and Ciel blinked.

Fighting, that's not what soul masters are for, and the hairy monkey clan hates fighting the most.

No soul master can guarantee that he will lose his hair.

No matter how slow the speed is, there should be no sign, right?!
Chapter completed!