Chapter 111 Linpeng Mountain
Along the way, although they were no longer blocked, Xu Changan and his party almost lost their combat effectiveness.
Chang Moche had already been injured before he came to the west of Youzhou, and he had no chance to heal his injuries all the way, and now his combat power as a great grandmaster was only four or five out of ten; Li Daoyi needless to say, he was not good at fighting, and he was still a good hand at running and defending; if Tao Youran was in his heyday, he would even be able to touch the grandmaster with the cultivation of a small grandmaster, but now he won't mention it; in the end, Xu Chang'an is left, and he is also seriously injured, and even now he has a hard time walking.
As for the combat effectiveness of Xiaobai and Da Huang, there is no need to count on it, unless Xu Changan dies first, they will definitely not be hurt at all.
In front of him was Pengshan, and Xiaobai lay on Rhubarb's body, occasionally raising his head to look at Rhubarb.
Along the way, it's a little annoying.
It's not because Rhubarb's back is uncomfortable, it's not because it's freezing, but every once in a while, the voices of several big demons come into its ears and ask for warmth.
These big demons all recognized him, and it was not a secret that Lao Hei came to this western snow-capped mountain. Not to mention the same demon clan, the other party still belongs to the four spirits of the sky, so it is natural to take care of the heirs of others.
Just as Xu Changan and the others were cautiously guarding, there was a sneer on the corner of Xiaobai's mouth, he turned over, lay on Rhubarb's back, and continued to sleep peacefully.
Pengshan was in front of them, and the group became more and more careful.
The smile on Lin Haotian's face became more and more brilliant, his hand was tightly holding the well-decorated long sword, and his palm was a little sticky.
However, this is not because of nervousness, but because of excitement.
The seriously injured Xu Chang'an, the life of the person surnamed Xu, he can get rid of a henchman at the same time and get the reception of the owner of Pengshan, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone, and double happiness is coming.
Lin Haotian glanced at Fu Bo, who was still meditating and healing, patted him on the shoulder, and stood up.
"Fu Bo, Xu Changan entered the Pengshan Realm, in order to show his sincerity, don't let his blood stain this mountain!" Although the words seemed to be said to Fu Bo, his eyes glanced at the cave halfway up Pengshan.
Seeing this, the gray manager stood at the entrance of the cave and nodded slightly.
Watching Lin Haotian and Fu Bo leave, the voice of the little blue bird came from behind the gray manager.
"Boss Ash, it seems that you have a lot of confidence in them, and you guess he will be able to get his master's Death Iron in the end?"
The gray manager raised his eyebrows, turned to look at the little Taoist boy in Tsing Yi, and said with a smile: "How can you see that I am optimistic about them?"
"The one surnamed Xu was seriously injured, and the only great master in the team was also not lightly injured, although the number was superior, as long as anyone with a discerning eye could see that the side surnamed Xu couldn't beat it. The little blue bird pursed his lips and said with some boredom, as if this was an extremely boring question.
"Do you dare to make a bet?" said Grey Steward's eyes narrowed.
"How do you bet?" the young man hurriedly asked.
"Just bet on which of the two of them can get the Death God Iron, I'll let you choose first, if neither of them can get it, it will be lost. If you win, I promise you one condition, and if you lose, you have to give me a handful of blue bird feathers and let my children and grandchildren make a nest. ”
The little blue bird frowned, a little hesitant, and felt sick at the thought of her blue feathers being taken by the gray mouse as a nest.
"Why? Don't you have the guts? I didn't want you to marry my grandchildren. ”
When the little blue bird heard this, he thought for a while, and said fiercely: "Okay, then I will bet that the surname Lin will be more favored by the master, after all, the master hates the person surnamed Xu so much." ”
The gray manager didn't speak, and the little blue bird thought that he was going to regret it, so he hurriedly said: "What you said, let me choose it first, but I can't regret it!"
The gray manager smiled "haha", touched her head and suddenly asked: "Hate, where does it come from?"
The little blue bird shook his head, a little confused.
"There are two kinds of hatred, one is out of jealousy, for example, walking on the road and not being used to seeing someone, in fact, this is also a kind of jealousy; Ash explained.
"What about the other one?" the little blue bird looked up at the gray manager.
A touch of sadness suddenly appeared in the eyes of the gray manager, and he said lightly: "It's like light and darkness, where does darkness come from without light." It's the same thing......" He didn't finish his words, and finally sighed.
"So, hate isn't it for no reason, it's because of love?" muttered the little blue bird, a glint in his eyes.
When the gray manager heard this, his body trembled, obviously a little frightened, and hurriedly said, "I didn't say it, that's what you said. With that, he disappeared.
......
Lin Haotian came to Xu Changan's side.
The sword was unsheathed, and his meaning was obvious.
"Give you two choices, either fight alone with me or fight in groups, although you have a large number of people, I'm afraid you are not our opponent, right?" Lin Haotian's long sword pointed at Xu Chang'an, who was supported by Chang Moche, and his voice was very cold, like a piece of thousand-year-old ice.
Xu Changan looked at him, and his pale face showed a trace of incomprehension.
"I don't understand, how can I, Xu Changan, ever offend you?"
"Because your father is my uncle!" Lin Haotian paused and said a reason.
"Is it my father who treats you badly, or does he not allow you to serve as the pavilion master of the Sword Pavilion?" Xu Changan frowned.
Lin Haotian's long sword was slowly put down, pointed to the ground, his voice was a little softer, and he shook his head.
"No, Uncle Shi treats me very well, I am the young pavilion master. ”
Xu Changan kept coughing, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.
"What kind of reason is this, my father treats you well, and you want to kill his son?
When Lin Haotian heard this, his face and body shook at the same time, he gritted his teeth, and swung his sword at the snow on his side, and suddenly the snow that had already fallen was hit and raised high.
"You know a fart, although I am the master of the Young Pavilion, the world only knows you Xu Changan. You Xu Chang'an raised filial piety, fixed the frontier, Pingyue Prefecture, Zhengguo Law, and sacrificed righteousness to save the Holy Emperor. Everyone in the world knows your name Xu Changan, but what about Lin Haotian of my Sword Pavilion?
Lin Haotian's eyes were red, and he looked vicious like a mad dog.
Xu Changan suddenly laughed, and smiled a little miserably.
"Do you know that there is a price to be paid for doing this, and do you know how many people have sacrificed their lives for this!" Xu Changan thought of the Heavenly Eagle and the others, Zeng Fuzi, Ji Qiuyang's seniors, and Shen Qiong and Tie Caiyi at the same time......
"So what, if I stand in your place, I will definitely not be worse than you!"
Lin Haotian's chest rose and fell violently, and the long sword in his hand pointed at Xu Changan's head.
"I want to exchange with you too!" Xu Changan muttered, his eyebrows and eyes were full of sadness, and he lowered his head.
"Okay, I'll fight with you!" Xu Changan took a breath, his battle intent was burning, and he looked at Lin Haotian.
He pulled Chang Moche's hand away, told them to step back and sit cross-legged.
The two long swords were placed on their legs, and a red sword domain appeared around them, and pieces of peach blossoms fell from the sword domain, which was somewhat poignant, as if it was contaminated with human blood.
"Yang Spring!" Xu Changan looked at these falling peach blossoms with pity, and the red on the flowers was dyed by the old people.
Seeing this, Lin Haotian also snorted.
"Kunpeng Rising Sun!"
As soon as the words fell, his sword domain also enveloped him, and he was crossed by the golden sun into a sea of light, and in the ocean, a Kunpeng poked its head out of the golden ocean!