New White Snake Asking Immortals

?A convoy of refugees, which is common in troubled times, marches in the rain.

Pan Xiong didn't understand that the mysterious girl had a paper umbrella, but she never opened it to cover the rain. The most strange thing was that the heavy rain continued for a few days, and the female family members and children couldn't stand the wind and the cold from the rain. Maybe all the people died before they reached the place, but they had no choice but to find a way to grit their teeth and survive.

Bai Yujun, who was on horseback, looked back.

"You walk slowly, I'll come when I go."

Without waiting for Pan Xiong to speak, he pulled the reins, and the dark horse turned around and stood up and stomped on the ground with a neigh! In the blink of an eye, it disappeared in the vast rain curtain, and the sound of the lotus leaves covered the sound of horse hooves.

The mountain road was muddy and covered with muddy puddles, and the horses' hooves fell heavily and splashed everywhere.

The **** the horse lowered her straw hat and leaned forward, grabbing the rein in one hand and holding the sword in the other, and ran the horse in the rain. The dark horse's muscles were tense and aggressive. After getting the mysterious aura of the white dragon, it was really the spirit of the dragon and horse, explosive and durable. Astonishing, I am afraid that there is no stronger horse than the demon horse in the world.

From the sky, through the falling raindrops, a dark horse can be seen galloping from the dirt road in the woods, heading straight for another direction. Bai Yujun plans to lead those people to other directions.

Run fast over the hills and fly past the mottled stone arch bridge.

When passing a shallow stream, water splashes directly. When others ride fast horses, they are only one person, two or even three. The horses are very likely to die from exhaustion. Bai Yujun does not have to worry about the physical strength of the dark horse. It is estimated that it will take less than two years Refined.

The black horse ran to the edge of a certain mountain top cliff, raised its front hooves and waved it twice and stopped, Bai Yujun raised her straw hat and looked at the pedestrians on the official road below the mountain.

With the help of the heavy rain to spread the perception, it didn't take too long to find a group of monks.

After carefully observing and confirming that it is the target, pull the reins and drill into the official road, which must pass through the valley, dismount and get under the huge banana leaves on the roadside to shelter from the rain.

He still chooses to use swords. There are swordsmen everywhere in the Central Plains, or monks are swordsmen, so he can hide his identity very well. Although Bai Yujun doesn't understand people's psychology very well, he still thinks the sword is very powerful.

He took out the bamboo bench and sat down. He took out a large whetstone from the storage bag. The sword was exposed to the rain. He used the whetstone to carefully polish this loot that was seized in an unknown year, keeping the sharpened blade sharp.

In order to prevent revealing his identity, he couldn't use spells or perform powerful ultimate moves. He could only use swords, and he had to disguise and fight after a while, so it shouldn't be too depressing for a white dragon.

The Central Plains is a place that makes Jiao feel embarrassed.

Grind a little...

Soon, the group of monks also saw the female ranger sheltering from the rain under the banana leaves after passing through the valley...

The grinding stone stopped, and he raised his straw hat and looked at it.

Get up and step on the muddy water and take the lead!

呲~!

No nonsense, Bai Yujun rushed into the monks and waved a sharp sword across one monk's chest. The sharp weapon cut flesh and carried a handful of blood, and gradually pierced the raindrops and pierced into another person's chest. Then he volleyed over to avoid the swords, and the waterdrops smashed the blood. Splashing, the enemy roared and shouted, all kinds of magic weapons flashed with light, and the swords were simple and unpretentious.

Both feet kicked one of them, avoiding the spell, and the sharp blade slashed the enemy's throat...

Lean back to avoid the sweeping blade, twist the body at an incredible angle to cut open the opponent's abdomen, and smash the spell under the terrified gaze of the other person...

A group of more than 20 people fell to the ground one after another, their blood spread and diluted with the muddy rain. Their round eyes looked up to the sky and let the rain beat them to death. Bai Yujun raised his sword and walked to a certain monk who was still alive. The light flashed, and the forest was completely silent except for the sound of rain.

The rain slid down the blade and washed the blood on the sword.

Swish~ Take the sword back to its sheath.

He got on his horse and ran wildly in a random direction, making a big circle and returning to the Pan family team.

In turbulent years, human life is worthless, and the government's duty is to notify the family members of the deceased and bury them on the spot.

Pan Xiong, who was having dinner in the wild village, saw the mysterious girl come back, and he seemed to have a **** aura...

He lit a bonfire in the empty and abandoned house, took out a hard dough cake from the package and threw it to the black horse, and gave another piece of bean cake to let him graze on his own.

From the package, I took out a small copper pot, set it on a bonfire and boiled water, then smashed the stone-like dough into it, sprinkled salt, and tossed some wild vegetables and dried meat to taste.

Wanqian, the son of the Pan family, originally coveted this strange beauty, but after the handsome ranger was drowned alive, no one was making fun of himself, and only Pan Xiong dared to come forward and say a few words.

"Girl, you've worked hard, thank you for taking care of those wicked people behind you."

Bai Yujun ate a bowl of chaotic stew while eating, and his mouth was a little hot, so he couldn't eat too fast.

"I killed the other pursuers, and the ones behind me didn't touch."

"This... the girl is brilliant, and Pan admires her!"

After taking a sip of the hot noodle broth, the snow-white complexion finally turned a little rosy, and it was a little uncomfortable for the body temperature to drop after being exposed to the rain for a long time.

Fortunately, Pan Xiong didn't know that the bodyguard of the agreement on the opposite side was cold, otherwise he would have thought it was a zombie.

"If you have something to say directly, since I promised to keep your family safe, I won't break my promise. Some things are better to tell the truth. It's boring to guess, isn't it." Bai Yujun said lightly.

Pan Xiong smiled awkwardly and expressed his doubts.

"I don't know if the heroine knows who those ruthless people are. Pan has also wandered in the world of practice for several years and knows the general power, but those people have killed Maohe Chamber of Commerce many times but never left their names.

Bai Yujun pulled the food into his mouth and looked at Pan Xiong.

"do not know."

"Uh……"

Pan Xiong didn't believe that the mysterious girl in front of him didn't know the details of the other party, or he didn't want to say, what he didn't know was that a certain Jiao really didn't know who those people obeyed, let alone what organization they belonged to. Even if the other party said it, it might be. It is a clear-cut force, and Bai Jiao from the Southern Wilderness prefers to reason.

The exhausted Pan Xiong said goodbye and returned to another deserted house to prepare for the night.

The rainy night came very early. The bonfire of the old house in the deserted village illuminated the doors and windows to bring a touch of warmth. Occasionally, a cough was heard. One of the rooms with a single figure was steaming hot, and it was enough to eat a pot of stew before giving up.

The old house in the abandoned deserted village was leaking everywhere, and I found a dry place to spread some hay as a bed and wrap it as a pillow, and the firewood and charcoal crackled.

Lie down and can't sleep, muttering over and over again about the power organization that used to be his enemy~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and those **** who participated in what dragon slayer plotted against him, this revenge is hard to settle, Bai Yujun has always remembered that The taste of death, if there were one or two more crossbow arrows at that time, he would definitely die, which was extremely dangerous.

The flames swayed by the cool wind swayed and the shadows flickered.

"I remember that Fu Yaozong is not far from here, it's time to collect some interest rates first..."

Hundreds of years have passed, and the things that Fu Yaozong did in those days cannot be forgotten. Thanks to the stubbornness and persistence of the beasts against hatred, blood debts and blood are just right.

The **** golden bird father and son, they were very comfortable to teach in the west, right?

There is another **** who is difficult to teach. Bai Yujun swears that if he is stronger than Lian Tianxing one day, he will definitely let him know what fear and despair is.

Lately, I've become more and more fond of reciting the hate list before going to bed.

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