The Human Emperor

Bang

However, just before Wang Chong and others had a few lengths, it was like encountering an invisible barrier. All the black smoke and poison needles were drawn to the left and right sides. Boom, Wang Chung was just a shock to the sleeves, and all the black smoke and poison needles rushed into the sky like waterfalls.

In the distance, the wagon man had already fled, heading towards the distance.

In the rear, no one moved, whether Wang Chong, the evil old Emperor or the Uchi village chief, but just as the wagon man was about to escape from the edge of the wagon, the next moment, bombardment, countless bull-haired needles, burst down from the sky like a pear blossom storm, hitting the wagon in the distance.

Hearing a terrible scream, the wagon man took a few steps, then moved forward and fell to the ground.

But for a moment, his body quickly hardened and darkened, ending up like a dead tree that had been dry for a long time.

“Let's go! They don't wait for people to come soon, it's important and it's not appropriate to get involved with them too much. ”

The three packed their things and left soon. Time slowly passed, just after Wang Chung and others left for more than one hour, the wind whistled, tens of thousands of leaves suddenly rolled up like waves, the light flashed, the three kasas flew down from the tree, appeared by the abandoned carriage, just a glance three people immediately slightly changed their face.

“Exposed! These guys are more alert than we thought! ”

One of the dokasas is humane.

As they turned their eyes, the three quickly noticed a figure by the woods in the distance.

“Go!”

The three men glanced at each other and immediately walked over, one flashing past the distance of hundreds of husbands, appearing beside the corpse of the wagon driver. The corpse of the horseman had been hung from a tree and had long been poisoned with black hair, and he was beside him, engraved with a sword with a line of words: Little Rituals were not honored!

Below is the payment of the Great Tang Exotic King.

“Bastard! ”

A big fist rolled in flames and shook the tree to pieces along with the corpse of the wagon driver.

……

Along the way, abandoning the carriage, Wang Chong finally arrived at his destination after about two hours. This is a triple fork on the edge of a mountain, where the three giant stumps rise more than 10 meters high and look very special in this area.

The last trip to the northwest, the evil emperor and the Wounded Village Chief were the ones who met here.

“Something's wrong! ”

I don't know how long I waited, but the evil old man frowned:

“It's past the agreed time, why hasn't it arrived yet? ”

“Something's wrong. Something's wrong! ”

The mayor frowned.

The situation here is complicated, sectarian vengeance killing is very common, Wang Chong was practicing under the tree, at this time also open eyes. The situation was also very unexpected.

Wow!

At this moment, suddenly the wings vibrated and a white pigeon fell from the sky towards the crowd.

This sudden movement immediately attracted the attention of three people.

The evil old man stretched out his hand and caught the pigeon. He took off the letterhead and just looked at it and changed his face.

“Something happened! Go!”

Without saying anything, the old man of the evil emperor put away the letterhead and immediately walked forward.

Wang Chong and Wuhui Village Chief were both tight in their hearts and immediately followed behind the old man of the evil emperor, heading forward.

“Follow that pigeon! ”

The evil old man looked up at the sky and the pigeons knew where to go. They could find the messenger, and they could also find the writer.

“Master, what's going on? ”

On the way, Wang Chong finally couldn't bear to pass.

This time, the evil old man no longer hid it. Previously, the evil emperor and the village chief met a matrix master, and the three men spleen each other, walking with each other for a while, can also be considered some kind of good friend.

“You and I have done a detailed investigation, real treasure or fake treasure, there are a lot of formation charts around. Neither me nor the Wounded Village Chief are in this way. Without the help of this person, it is difficult to find a true Da Luo Xian Gong. ”

“He is a punctual man who promises that the hour will never be late. Facts also confirm my judgment. No accidents, he should have met his enemies! ”

Evil Emperor Old Humane. His body was electric, passing constantly from tree to tree, and he could not be stopped even in dense woods.

Wang Chung glanced at the Master's back and did not speak, but thought thoughtfully.

Master's personality is a bit special, few things can get into his eyes, and ordinary people are difficult to think of as friends. It was an accident to be able to make love with the Uhuru village chief, go along the way to find Da Luo Xian Gong together.

This matrix old man can make his master think of him as a friend, there must be something about him.

The winds whistled on both sides and countless shadows of trees refluxed, suddenly the light flashed in front of them and immediately became empty.

And in the front, just above an empty space, the white pigeon that people followed all the way, suddenly stopped, like a headless fly, clapping its wings in the sky and circling, is simply not going to fall.

Seeing this scene, the three of them were silent.

“He should be the enemy he met here! ”

The old man of the evil emperor was thick, and the rare flow between the eyebrows revealed a little uneasiness.

“No, there's no sign of a fight here! ”

At this moment, the Wang clash opens its mouth. At this moment, he has measured around, with some footprints around him, but no signs of chaos at all, let alone a fight. This is by no means like meeting an enemy and then defeating the captivity.

The elderly evil emperor and the village chief were reminded by Wang Shou and suddenly noticed the surrounding situation. The eyebrows of the two suddenly grew deeper and deeper.

“Not only that, there's something wrong with the pigeon...”

Wang looked into the air lane.

Even if they were lost, the usual pigeons would not be in this situation, which has been hovering in the air. The eagle had so many eagle birds, pigeons, and had never seen this happen.

“Zhang Wenju, old man...”

Just when a few people thought about it, suddenly an old sound came into their ears, and the sound was in full suspicion:

“How are you two! ”

This old voice suddenly burst, the earth fluttered, before Wang Zhong and others had reacted, the earth under his feet vibrated. Immediately afterwards, in the eyes of Wang Shock, more than ten years away from his own row, there was nothing in the sky, only a piece of gravel, the light changed, how tall brown rock per person suddenly from nothing to there, slowly emerged from the air, appeared on the earth, then the second, the third...

Just for a moment, the light and shadow changed. In front of Wang Chong and others, there was immediately an additional stone formation. This rock formation consists of five or six large rocks, one as small as a mountain peak, which, according to some pattern, are scattered across the ground.

“This is…”

Watching this amazing scene, Forgive me Wang Zhong couldn't help but jump his eyelids and shake his heart. This instant, he thought of something. However, before Wang Zheng opened his mouth, the next moment, the light flashed, the mutation burst, in the light of Wang Zheng's gaze, a dwarf in a grey robe, the old man crossed the autumn, the dragon tiger walked, one hand touched the steel needle gray beard, his eyes came out of the inside.

“Ha ha, old man, it turns out you made a turtle shell here! My brother and I thought you were captured by the enemy! ”

The evil old Emperor and the Wounded Village Chief looked at the dwarf old man in the grey robe and walked up with a big smile on his face.

“Looks like he's the old man in the master's mouth! ”

Wang Zheng secretly said in his heart.

Obviously, this is another strange person I've never heard of in my previous life. I don't know how the master and the old village chief met him.

“Hmm, how is that possible? Those bastards tried to catch me for not a day or two, but they were fooled by a few of my stones. ”

The old man in formation snorted coldly, disdainfully.

“Haha, in that case, do you send pigeons for help? ”

The evil old man laughed, giving him no face.

“Zhang Wenju, you old bastard, don't think I'll be afraid of you after a few years of evil deeds, when will I call for help! ”

The old man's popularity rose red, his beard glared, his eyes turned, quickly fell on Wang's body, the next moment the whole person seemed to get some kind of stimulus, immediately jumped up.

“Son of a bitch, look at what you're looking at! Do you think you're taller than me? Do you despise people who are shorter than you? Believe it or not, my husband took your head off and made you as tall as I am! ”

The whole of the old man's forehead of Formula Tu burst blue, his anger was unstoppable, as if Wang Chung had done something hurtful to reason.

Wang Zheng couldn't help but laugh. He didn't do anything. I didn't expect that the old man in Batu would suddenly wreak havoc on him.

“This old guy is sensitive to other people's eyes because of his height problems, and you don't have to compare him in general. ”

At this moment, a sound like a mosquito suddenly came from the ear, the voice of the village chief. Wang Chungwei glanced back and saw that the usual peaceful appearance of the long-suffering village chief with a smile was very different.

“Zhang Wenju, what's going on? Didn't I tell you, this operation is dangerous, don't bring in some people like me. This treasure land is so dangerous that you have a wild boy of eighteen or nineteen years old. ”

The old man was angry and turned to the evil emperor.

“Brother Zhou, don't get me wrong, this is Brother Wen's disciple, not some outsider. ”

The Wounded Village Chief laughed at this moment.

“Disciple?! ”

The old man Zhantu stunned and looked at Zhang Wenju next to him and immediately jumped up and down.

“So what? I don't care what kind of disciple you are. I don't want to keep dragging him back. Let him go! ”