Pirate's Infinite Wings

Song Yuzhi was very embarrassed, the blade flipped and slashed at Kou Zhong.

Xu Ziling wisely stayed away, looking at Fang Lang's thoughtful appearance, curiously asked: "Big brother, what are you thinking?"

Fang Lang faintly smiled, "You and Xiaozhong should find a weapon to take advantage of." It was originally Xiao Yun who should give a weapon like Kou Zhong, but now he has to let the Song Clan look for it. Anyway, Tiandao Song Que, the Song Clan is good. There must be a lot of knives.

Enter the mountain two days later.

The scenery along the way is extremely beautiful, the mountain road is shaded by the dense shade of green trees, one of which is down to the deep valley of Baizhang, and the mountain and Tianchou have a panoramic view.When you reach high places, you can see ridges and ridges, and ten thousand mountains undulate.

They rested at the foot of the mountain that night.

Perhaps it was because he was far away from the disputes in the world, and did not suffer too many people's hearts and hurts in Rongyang City. Ssangyong is in a good mood. Song Yuzhi also enjoys the beauty of nature. As for Fang Lang, he has a pure temperament. On the day, it feels more like returning to the world of One Piece, the sun rises, and the sunset sleeps, leisurely, and the world is happy.

Kou Zhong looked up and saw that the dark clouds covered most of the starry night sky, and he exhaled, "It looks like there is another thunderstorm and heavy rain."

Xu Ziling smiled and scolded: "Hurry up and put up the canopy with me. Be careful, brother and sister Yuzhi will call you lazy again."

Next to him, Fang Lang was enthusiastically teaching Song Yuzhi to build a canopy, sailing on the sea for so many years, and sheltering from the rain couldn't be easier for him.

With the sound of "wow", with a squally wind sweeping the mountains and plains, heavy rain poured down.

With a few people sitting cross-legged, Song Yuzhi drew a map and said with a smile: "Jingling City is in front of you. There is a plain there and it is very vast."

Hobori is going to play now?

Fang Lang drank the hot water and happily sketched this witch in his mind, with beautiful bare feet, and a character that dares to love and hate. This little witch is really imaginative.

Passing through the valley, into the plain on the southeast left of Jingling City, gradually throwing the lofty mountains behind.

During the ten-day journey, Ssangyong did not slack off. He worked diligently in the training of martial arts. He often played against Fang Lang and Song Yuzhi. In terms of martial arts, Song Yuzhi alone could win against Ssangyong alone, but Ssangyong is quick-thinking and changes his moves very quickly. Instead, he often turns defeat into victory, which has also allowed Song Yuzhi to make progress in martial arts.

Kou Zhong looked at the map in Song Yuzhi's hand and said happily: "We will arrive at Baizhang Gorge tomorrow afternoon. This Gorge is two miles long and has steep walls on both sides. In some places, only a line of blue sky can be seen, and there are waterfalls hanging in the air, which is extremely dangerous. , This kind of beauty! You really have to take a good look!"

It was already night when I was approaching Baizhang Gorge.

But they also gradually got used to the night road, leading the horses carefully, and they were safe. At this moment, an endless dense forest appeared in front of them. In the dark night without stars, it was dark and secret.

When he was about to leave the forest, Lin Waiyin saw a light, and there was a sound of killing.

The four strangled their horses and looked up in surprise.

In the distance outside the forest, there is a series of towering mountains and ridges, and between these are the undulating hills and sparse forests. At this time, the fire is covered, and hundreds of torches are all over the mausoleum. Two groups of people are working. Fight for life and death.

"This is...Qu Ao's army?" Song Yuzhi roughly saw the Huren's flag and frowned fiercely. "Why are they here? Are they attacking Jingling City?"

Fang Lang comforted her and said, "Whatever? Don't worry about this. Song Clan is far away from the inner abdomen of the Central Plains. Your father can't save the fire thousands of miles away."

Song Yuzhi also understood the matter, so he couldn't help but curl his lips unwillingly.

Fang Lang looked at Shuanglong, thought for a while, and said, "I'll be the spy first. You wait here, and I will go back." When he comes back, he will bring a beautiful woman. I hope Song Yuzhi will not be jealous. .

Ssangyong and Song Yuzhi consciously retreated, Fang Lang smiled, pointed his toes, and quietly swept out. His goal was naturally a high platform with a yellow lamp hanging high in the center of the battlefield. On the pillars of the high platform, tied Naturally, she is the alluring demon girl Houhou.

As they got closer, the shouts of killing became more noisy, and it was clear that two groups of people and horses were fighting orthogonally. The torches were scattered on the ground or tied to trees. The closer the high platform to the core, the denser the torches.

It's true that this word is not a word of confession.

Fang Lang bypassed these people and stepped onto the high platform.

The situation on the high platform was even more clear. She was tied backhand on the stage and was a woman in yellow clothes. Yunyun's hair was hanging down, covering most of her face, making it difficult to see her jade face.

The Hufu warrior is preventing the black warrior from occupying the high platform, and it is obviously in the upper hand. The number of black warriors is over a thousand, half more than the Hufu warrior, but the Hufu warrior is stronger in martial arts, and it is a battle.

The sword light and the sword light reflect the flames of the torch from time to time, just like the flashing ghost fire, which makes people feel the vivid and terrible war.

The battlefield is vast. Although it is dominated by high platforms, there are fierce fighting crowds everywhere. They chased each other and were extremely tragic. They were forced to the edge of the battlefield. It happened that a team of five or six black warriors was killed by a group of ten. Multiple Hufu warriors circled and hacked them to death.

When the warrior Hu Fu found Fang Lang, he had already stepped on the high platform, relaxed Houhou from the pillar of the high platform, and hugged him.

Houhou should be in a state of tortoise's breath.

Fang Lang happily lifted the beautiful hair of the gentle nephrite jade in his hand, and then flew easily into the dense forest when Hu Furen rushed up.

"Whoever comes, stop for me,"

The three iron spears stabbed quickly.

Fang Lang didn't even look at it, holding Houhou, and under the leap, he stepped on these three iron spears and flew into the dense forest.

Behind him, a handsome woman and a young man rushed over at the same time.

Fang Lang stepped on the tree branch, holding the scabbard of Ghost with one hand, his aura soared, the sword master's aura locked the two behind him, and chopped it away with one hand in the wind, not caring about the dozens of Hus he affected. People are all cut in one cut and broken in two.

"A confidant is a disaster, and a confidant is a disaster."

Fang Lang muttered, and glanced at Houhou's beauty in the moonlight. He hadn't had a chance to meet Shi Feixuan yet, but at this time, the charming beauty of the witch and demon girl was already peerless...