Break through the steam game library

Break Through the Steam Game Library Chapter 170

"I tell stories, you want to listen, I will always tell you stories."

A little girl, lost in the jungle, it was getting late, so she hid in the mountain temple.There was a handsome scholar resting in the temple, and the girl fell in love at first sight.That night, the bonfire went out, and the two lay down on one side of the wall.In the middle of the night, a group of demons emerged from the idol. They were chatting and discussing about eating people.The girl woke up, the night was dark and the wind was high, and the demon's claws were almost dangling in front of her eyes.

"and then?"

Both the girl and the scholar were found and then eaten.

"I don't like this story."

What do you like?

"Later, a Taoist priest came, and he killed all the demons cleanly, and the girl returned home with the scholar."

Where is the Taoist priest?

"Taoist priest."

The little girl smiled, reminding people of all the beauty.

"The Taoist priest is in front of me."

Chapter 152 Jueyu, ghosts, ruins of heaven and earth

The flow of magma slowly stagnated and gradually cooled.

Everyone raised their heads and began to climb the volcanic wall.The caliber of the extremity volcano is huge, and the inner wall is vertical like an axe, and a group of people are attached to the stone wall like a few ants.

The younger sister is low in martial arts, and is watched by Taoist priests to guard against falling.

Not long after climbing to the top of the mountain and looking at the four fields in the wind, I suddenly felt like seeing the sun again.

There is a fertile field at the bottom of the mountain, looking yellow, and a long river in the distance, with rocky beaches and dense forests on both sides of the river bank, and rolling green hills on the horizon.The sky is bright and clean, cloudless and bright.

The Taoist said with emotion, "This place is beautiful, but it is a pity that there are no people."

Seeing that Li Dingxun seemed to be curious, Bai Zimo added, “Someone once came to Jeremy to avoid vendetta, and the lava was blocked. After ten years, the enemy was killed, but no enemy was found in the Jeremy.”

The little girl curiously asked: "Is it possible that the person who avoided vendetta in the past ten years died unexpectedly?"

Li Dingxun smiled, "No, it's not that simple, it's unknown to people here."

The Taoist said haha, "Mo Mo, take us to find the property left by your grandfather."

"Alright. Go and return quickly." The swordsman nodded, took out a leather roll from his arms and spread it out. On it was a charcoal map, "Southeast, Jianxia."

Li Dingxun suggested: "Hurry up and let the little girl practice more. Before the sun goes down, we have to find a shelter from the wind to build a camp."

"Huh? Brother Li has also heard of the taboo here?" The Taoist priest was surprised. The knowledge in this area was very remote and remote, and it was not specifically inquired, and basically no one knew.

Li Dingxun squinted his eyes and looked around, "I haven't heard of it, but I guessed it, there is a bad wind at night."

I ran out for seven hundred miles in a day, and there were no birds or beasts on the way, only some low insects sang with a hint of anger.

As the setting sun fell westward, everyone found a natural sinkhole and jumped into it.

There is an underground river in the cave, and there are fish in the river.

One person eats three pieces and enjoys the first fresh meat dishes of these days, and I am finally satisfied.

That night, there was no sound of wind.

The three men were silent, but the little girl looked at the hole curiously, moonlight poured into it, soft and moist, so quiet and beautiful, how could there be such a bad wind?

The Taoist grinned, "Don't believe me? Show you this." He said, he took the wooden stick and went to fork a fish in the river, then climbed to the mouth of the hole, passed it out a bit, and took the stick back. The live fish The black skeleton is left.

The little sister shivered with fright.

Daoshi is happy, and I have to tell her ghost stories.

The world on earth is completely different from daytime.There was a faint cry of birds and beasts.

"Ping An, look at the entrance of the cave..." The little girl's face was pale.

The moonlight was obscured, and a pair of bloody eyes peered into the hole like searchlights.

A giant wolf with a dark body and a jagged body, jets like fire, faintly green, like a ghost.

On the surface of the night, the so-called bad wind is really the breath of the dead.

The little girl was full of ghost stories in her mind, dumbfounded, she looked up at the entrance of the cave, then turned to stare at the Taoist priest, her face suddenly turned blood.

The Taoist priest was inspired, raised his eyebrows, flipped his right hand, and a clear white light slid out of his sleeve. It was indeed a small silverfish-like sword with a strange shape. The straight and thick blade at the end was not a hilt but only a piece of iron. The ring is tied with a yellow silk talisman.

"Xixi, let you see my ranshan flying swordsmanship today." The Taoist smiled softly to the little sister, and stood up straight, with unprecedented majesty and awe-inspiring spirit.

Seeing this, the little girl was taken aback, Bai Zimo stood up when he heard the words, with a serious expression, Li Dingxun leaned against the stone and turned his head.

Wang Ping’an holds a sword like a wat, steps on Yu steps, and recites step by step.

"Piao Piao Shang Yun Road" has bright eyes.

"Darkness enters the sky" the short sword groaned softly.

"Xinggong Day is far away" beaming all over.

"Time and calamity are far away" God will possess his body.

"Look at the sword!"

With a shout, the dagger slashed like a flying rainbow, piercing the head of that black wolf, floating as if nothing was in it. It turned out that this wolf had no entity, and entered with the wind without fear of swords.

However, Feijian trembled, and a large group of thunderfire plasma burst out, and the black wolf whimpered, and the atmosphere disappeared.

The Taoist priest retracted the flying sword, still tucked it in his sleeve, the divine light on his face dissipated, and his tired posture was restored.

The little girl's eyes were about to fly out of flowers, and she jumped to the Taoist priest, "Peace, teach me this!"

"The secret of the mountain, Gai can't be taught by outsiders--" The Taoist laughed, his face full of red light.

"Hey, if you don't teach, I will learn from Brother Li."

"Don't, I teach, you are not an outsider, why can't you learn." Taoist hurriedly stopped, trying to pull the little girl's hand, but then stepped back like an electric shock.

The little girl exhaled, "Peace, what the hell is that wolf?"

"It's a ghost." The Taoist priest briefly explained.

"Are there really ghosts?"