Immortal Sword Master

"..... Mr. Red! Mr. Red !!!?"

Linger ran over and looked at him carefully, but did not dare to approach too closely, and there was Xiao Liu who was holding his arm to save his life.

"I know .... leave here right away. Right away ..." Lin Xin muttered, slowly returning to God.

He looked up and saw that the sky had been reflected into a red light, and that giant demon boy had completely disappeared. It seems that it is in an unfinished state. Although there is such a blow that he played at a super standard level, there are also opponents who are far weaker than normal demon prodigy boys, and then they are defeated.

"Let's go."

He glanced at the embarrassing Linger and Xiaoliu, his body flashed, and he took them directly with one hand and one breath, and after a certain distance, he was waiting for their carriage.

The darts everyone cheered when they saw them catching up.

"Mr. Red ..." Linger was gently placed beside the horse, staring with a strange and reverent, mixed with awe. She seemed to stop talking and wanted to ask why Lin Xin would hide his identity and join a weak team like them. But I was afraid to offend Lin Xin and made a taboo. After all, such masters are often grumpy or have something unique.

The convoy slowly moved forward, rushing straight towards the direction of the established Naxi, the fire was burning behind, and the big trees slowly fell to the ground.

Lin Xin knew what she wanted to ask, not only her, but also Xiaoliu, the darts near him, and the uncle Wu who hurried to the carriage.

"This senior ... the junior did not know the real person." Wushu respectfully said, "This time we have no intention of getting involved in the big battle under the cloth of the masters of the Red Ridge Gate. I don't know if the senior has any knowledge of the people in the battle? "

Lin Xin closed her lips tightly and looked ugly.

You Fu's murderous intentions tumbling, and he forced depression all the time.

Bursts of vertigo kept swarming from the back of my head.

"Mr. Red ... are you okay?" Linger came to support him, and there was only one woman in the team. With gentle hands and feet, Lin Xin's responsibility to take care of the life-saving benefactor fell on her.

Lin Xingang nodded and said that it was all right.

puff!

A sudden spit of blood spewed from his mouth. Spread the grass on the edge. Blood and water appeared strangely black and red, with a lot of solidified things inside.

Consciousness quickly blurred. Lin Xin finally couldn't support it for a while, and he was almost exhausted. Had it not been for the exhaustion of his aura and strength, it would be expected that he would now just go crazy and kill him directly.

Linger's body was held by him, and before he unknowingly blurred his head, he almost crooked beside the carriage.

"Mr. Fu, rest!"

"Hurt medicine, bring internal wound medicine soon !!"

Linger's sharp exclaiming sound came faintly in her ears, but the voice was getting quieter and farther.

Just before coma. Lin Xin reluctantly took out the silver mouse that he had previously taken out, tried his best to put a bite in his mouth, and prepared to take a bite.

Unexpectedly, the thing melted in the mouth, like a real mouse rattled up in the mouth, then quickly found the throat, drilled straight in, and rushed down into the stomach crazy.

Then they knew nothing.

Hum ...

Lin Xin's body slumped to the ground, but a thin layer of red aura appeared all over his body, like an armor, and this aura covered his trunk and limbs evenly.

Linger went to help him. But he could only catch the red aura of light outside him. It feels smooth and abnormal, and it is not easy to grasp.

She quickly called several people together to help, and then Lin Xin was brought to the carriage.

"Hurry up! The formation is broken. It will definitely attract Redridgemen! If you don't leave here as soon as possible! Any strongman will be in trouble!"

Uncle Wu saw Lin Xin in a coma, but his face changed. The only person here who could resist a strong enemy was unconscious, and in the event of encountering it ...

Linger also knew the severity and nodded quickly.

"Can we go back to the dart game till now?" A dartmaster suddenly said.

As soon as this word came out, everyone was silent.

The convoy quickly moved forward, getting farther and farther from the fire behind, and the surrounding sounds quickly weakened, and even became quieter. But in addition to the joy of escape from the dead, everyone's hearts are more afraid of such giants as Redridge Gate.

"Now. Even the sixth prince Chijimen is planning to assault him. The wolf's ambition is already apparent." Wushu shook his head. "Although Mr. Red broke the formation. Let me wait to be saved, but the shocking plan also ruined the Red Ridge Gate plan, and it will definitely cause big trouble."

"Then what should we do?" Said another dartmaster suddenly. "If the Red Ridge Gate is hunted down, we people are afraid that we will not be able to stand down even for a day ..."

Wushu and Linger, as leaders, did not know how to do well. At one and a half minutes, everyone didn't have the mood to talk, just silent.

Quickly walked out of this woodland, the woods around the front were sparse and sparse, and gradually darkened, mostly straight trees with tall and sparse leaves.

I hurried for a few hours until it was almost dark, and there wasn't any chase behind them, and everyone's mind settled a little at this time.

I guess maybe Redridge Gate didn't see them, and some people faintly thought about returning quickly.

*

The huge Zhouzi flag fluttered in the wind and was crackled. Inserted in front of Jing Xuanzong Zongmen Hall.

The surrounding area was full of disciples of Jing Xuanzong and Chijimen who were killed by killing.

There were so many bones on both sides that the entire square in front of the hall was completely submerged, and the ground was barely visible.

"You said let the sixth prince run away?"

Beside the banner, a young man with a ponytail in a white coat looked at the two old men who reported the situation in front of them.

"The King of Banners is angry! There is another hidden affair. If it weren't for a sudden pass by a master passing by here, I wouldn't have lost a few real people." An old man quickly explained, with a trace of anger on his face.

"I just meditate for a while. Your two Italian masters have let an Italian six prince run away?" The man stood with his hands on his back, his breath rolling. There was a faint feeling of anger and authority.

"The King of Banners must also feel the breaking of the sword just now, isn't this to blame our sisters?" Said another old Han Han. "We just belong to His Majesty the Redridge Gate Master, and temporarily obey the Banner King's assignment. Doesn't mean we are yours!"

"You are not under my control ..." Qi Wang Zhou Huaishe nodded. "But leaving a sixth prince may have an impact on the master's plan ... post-event responsibility. Who will bear it?"

"I'll wait for myself!" The sister-in-law followed.

"You can afford it?" Zhou Huaishe sneered.

"We will give an explanation to the doorkeeper! The other party is a top master with a sword! It will definitely leave clues and clues."

"Zhongfu has a handful of sword masters, and I can easily repel the demon prodigy. But there is only one who can barely approach my level-the sword fairy Huang Shiyu, who runs north of the Luohe River and trades for the sword sword pie A hundred years. Although I can't get on the list, there is still a little strength in the top of the Jing level. I played against him decades ago. "Zhou Huaishe said lightly.

"It won't be him. The style is completely different. The man can feel the almost endless **** breath in his sword, killing many people without knowing it. Absolute demon means."

The other old whispered.

"What is the magic way ...?" Zhou Huaishe groaned. "Don't worry about him, catch the sixth prince! Go to the nearby mountain **** land and see if you can catch up. If not, notify all the underworld wanted!"

"Thank you Banner King for understanding."

"No bullshit, let the rest go out and search." Zhou Huaishe said lightly.

He is a very indifferent person. The sixth prince ran away, which was not good for the doorkeeper, but for him. As long as you have food and drink, and the beauty is with you, nothing else matters.

What is the purpose after practice? Immortality. What for? Powerful, for what?

It ’s not all enjoyment. If it ’s not to enjoy life, what good is it to live so long? has no meaning?

This is his concept of the King of Red Banners.

"I heard that there was originally a golden carved old demon in front of him, and he knew about the surrounding terrain abnormally. He might search for him."

An elderly man in Tsing Yi, standing beside him, bowed his head respectfully.

"Golden eagle old demon?" The old sisters exchanged glances, both wanting to pay for their sins, and quickly nodded.

"It's a solution, thank you, Song Song. Then. What about the master who broke the array?"

"Don't worry about it for the time being. Find someone first, then talk to Lu Yunshu or the stranger first."

"Okay!" The old lady whispered.

"Do the business first, the world is in turmoil. The royal family is also in danger. If the master is protecting the royal family, he will come back sooner or later."

They do n’t even know that the master who breaks the formation method is actually hidden in the dart team that left, but no one thinks about it. After all, a master who can break a real-life big team will condescend and a group of darts. People act together, this kind of thing can be regarded as a heaven and earth.

After all, at the speed of a real-life, Italian-level top master, a quick flight, you can quickly cross this area. The ordinary teams need a few days to hurry, they can find the direction, and they can arrive in a few hours.

Therefore, although Lin Xin is in the fleet not far away, no one can think of Lin Xin's special situation at this time.

Wow ...

The clear stream slowly flowed down the high place of the stone ridge ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ smashed into a small pond less than half a meter below.

The convoy parked by the stream, and several dartists were using the found stones to build a stove to light a fire and prepare to cook something to eat.

After Linger filled the tub with water, she was washing her clothes. Wu Shu sharpened the knife on her hand with a sharpening stone. From time to time, they both looked back at the man sitting in the carriage.

Coughing came and went.

Lin Xin was awake, leaning against the carriage at this moment, holding a brown water pouch in his hand and pouring it gently into his mouth.

The sunset was like fire, Yunxia floated with the wind, and a group of wild geese slowly flew overhead, faintly tweeting.

Quiet and quiet around, the faint bird called Zongming mixed with the low voice of the darts.

He could feel that the darts were secretly discussing themselves, and everyone, including Linger and Wushu, was staring at him from time to time. (To be continued.)

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