Immortal Devil Transformation

Lin Xi told the whole truth, very frank, and Tang Ke was also very frank. In exchange for someone else, I'm afraid he would never tell Lin Xi that Qianxia side army has been killed and injured every day.

Because in the glorious lyrics of Dean Zhang circulated outside, after the fall of the star mausoleum, the fifty years of the Republic of South Mozambique are invincible.

Of course, this cannot be said to be a lie, because it was that war that killed the country itself and was converted into a great reckless dynasty by the power minister. For more than a decade, the dragonsnakeside army has become the ghost cavalry of the great reckless dynasty, not the reign of the great South Moor kingdom.

But what's the difference? Everyone with a normal head is naturally very clear.

Speaking of these, it's somewhat brief and disrespectful to Dean Zhang.

Exactly because of the frankness of both sides, Lin Xi and Tang Ke had a great conversation, but Tang Ke still couldn't understand why Lin wanted to go over the mountain climbing range and go into the snowy, barren land.

Lin Xi couldn't tell him and the middle-aged uncle were from a completely different world. The tablet had simple words he could read. In that case, Don would definitely think he was talking nonsense.

Because of the difficult lessons of those days, Lin Xie and all the newcomers of the Stop Goh system had kept enough rations with them for at least two days, plus the idea of not suddenly going out to explore themselves, after spending the rest of the afternoon chatting, this was the first night of the Stop Goh newcomers' Hall, Lin Xie fell asleep peacefully in his room, a quieter room than Lu Lin town, and purer air coming in through the wood window, which made him sleep very sweet.

……

In the distance, on an unnamed hillside, an old carriage stopped.

The old horses of the two pull cars unraveled, tied to a woodland, chewing down the moist green grass sprouts on the ground slowly, beside a fire heap next to the carriage, rushed this old carriage through the little half Yunqin Empire, sent Lin Xian to the Linxia Lake by the old man Liu name is dedicated to roasting an open rabbit.

After the rabbit had been roasted with gold and evenly sprinkled with a layer of white, snowy salt, the old man ripped off a rabbit's leg and chewed it finely in his mouth, revealing some warm, oceanic gratification on his face.

Suddenly, his body suddenly curled slightly and became more rickety.

There was a noise traveling through the dense forest, a feather arrow struck like lightning, shot from the top of his head, stuck hard into the carriage behind him, an abnormally dull “dole” shocked, the thick body of the car was almost pierced, only a section of feathers trembled violently and constantly.

But even with such a mutation, there was no obvious change in the colour of the old man's face. He simply put the roasted rabbit in his hand and ate most of the rabbit's legs, placed them on a piece of wood next to the fire heap, and stood up with his body crouched.

“Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!” A round of applause went off.

Five assassins in black nightgown stepped out of the woods, clapping for the head of a middle-aged man with a white face, a long beard, a cross back sword and a Confucian breeze. However, the old man in a hurry did not look at him, but looked at the bright man beside him, coldly: “Turns out it was you. ”

The face of the crusty man seemed to have been stepped on by force. The nose beam collapsed in a strange position, making his smile unspeakable at this moment. “What, when so many people knocked me down in front of the college, do you think you can leave so quietly? ”

“For this punch?” The old man's body is more rickety, but his face shows a slight sarcasm.

The middle-aged man with the wind of Confucianism sighed softly: “This punch hit him not only in the face, but also in the face of Listening Pine College. ”

“Listening to Song College is a non-fashionable college, no one cares if someone steps on it's face... it's stupid. ”

The cold voice of the old man from his throat and the obvious irony forced the middle-aged man to stay, but he still bent over towards the old man for a week. “In that case, it would be a sin for the later generations...”

This bend, between the trees he walked out of and the old man, created enough room for the arrows to fly.

Whoops!

A feather arrow was instantly fired from above the middle-aged man's back, striking directly between the old man's eyebrows, while the middle-aged man lifted his right hand slightly and the long sword on his back automatically slid out as he bent over and the handle fell into his hand.

Not only are these five present, but there is an ambush in the woods of a shooter who plays excellent precision in the night, and the cooperation of a middle-aged man and this archer is also very tacit. Once the dazzling swordlight is exposed by several inches, it will come out in the eyes.

“Pfft!”

But at this moment, a slight hole through the flesh sounded, the middle-aged man's body trembled violently, his right hand seemed to be held by an invisible, powerful and raw force, and very beautifully swayed forward, it was actually a raw pause.

“When!”

At the same time, the old man's body bounced like a curved bamboo pole, pushing forward sharply, an ordinary dagger cut out between his wrists, accurately cut into the tip of the arrow, carried a slight fire and dragged this feather with astonishing power out.

A man with a thin, sharp knife with a collapsed nose looked incredibly at his chest and saw a bloody flower blooming from his chest, a small arrow feather still shaking.

“Shh!”

At this time, the second arrow in the forest was also fired, while the middle-aged man fell backwards, his right hand back, also an earthworm-like blood twisting.

“Pong!”

A cold-faced assassin in black immediately blocked the middle-aged man, sweeping his hands off his sleeve toward the old man, while another assassin with a long gun stabbed the old man in the waist, a silver-white long gun, instantly filled with an oily blue light.

Not just two, but three opponents clamped together, because the second arrow in the woods had also been fired, and the cooperation of the three opponents was extremely tacit, more terrifying than some of the fierce and vicious liquors.

But under such circumstances, the old man's expression remained unchanged, and his body lit a layer of blue light at the same time, letting the countless black lights in front and the long gun stab him, while the dagger in his hand dragged the shooting feather arrow again.

“Bang!”, the assassin on the other side lifted an iron shield like a trick, blocking the feather arrow.

Yet at the same time that the arrow struck the iron shield, the old man's austere body had bounced in a terrible posture, directly into the arms of the cold-faced black assassin in front of him, who cried out as if he had been hit by a flying giant tree and turned backwards.

The old man dropped two slender, short swords and the assassin with the long gun did not enter the ground, but his face was shocked, and the old man's coat cracked open, but there were no marks on his body.

“Red Scale! ”

Seeing an unusual reddish color in the crack of the old man's coat, his face has dramatically changed. An incredible shout from a middle-aged and elegant man shouted: “You... you are the Black Flag Army...”

“I could have let you live, but it's no wonder you recognized me. ”

The old man had suddenly given birth to an icy cold in his slightly derisive twilight eyes, and only when the first word of the sentence was uttered had his feet stepped on the head of the black assassin who had fallen out.

The black assassin who flew in the air suddenly became a corpse, and the old man, like a horsetail swallow, stood up empty-handed, the dagger easily blocked the long sword cut out by the left hand of the middle-aged Joya man, and the other crushed the throat of the middle-aged Joya man.

“Even Qi can't send and receive the heart, and wants to steal from people in the four seasons of the plains… The people who don't come out of the college are definitely not. ”

In the stunned gaze of a man with a crushed nose who was already powerless to sit on the ground, he felt only a light hand, the knife in his hand reached the old man's hand, and then his body became cold and his eyes completely darkened. He could not see that the assassin with the longgun and the assassin with the iron shield had his head cut off just between one face.

The old man then rushed into the jungle in an unimaginable gesture of correction, but for a moment, a scream roared in the jungle.

The old man, spilled with blood, slowly walked out of the jungle belonging to the silent jungle, took a clean change of clothes from the old carriage, and then sat by the fire, completely ignoring the thick, bloody smell of the wilderness, slowly chewing on the warm rabbit meat.

…….

“When... When... when... ”

When the first rays of sunshine in the morning came in from the half-covered window, Lin Yue was awakened by a silent clear Vietnamese bell.

The hallway on the third floor of the Hall soon became as noisy as a market.

Each freshman, including Lin Xie, sees two sets of blue clothes on his doorstep, including two new pairs of plain black cloth shoes, as he pushes his door open.

The blue shirt is embroidered with a small sword on the neck and cuffs.

“Well... in five pauses, get dressed in this college outfit, your first lesson in the true sense of the word, will begin soon.” The wooden blue instructor in the black robe was accompanied by a burgeoning bronze staircase to examine the newcomers.

“Class is on... Class is on...”

Lin Xie shook her head, removing the incredibly familiar memories from her mind, and picked up the blue college shirt placed at the door.