Game of Destiny: This player is different

"Boss Shen, the plan has changed."

Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows and said:

"Manshaluo Village is gone, and we can't just leave you here.

If you insist on staying, you can clean up the house in front."

Shen Jinshan looked bitter and shook his head:

"I'd better follow for the time being, maybe I can encounter other villages."

"That's hard to say.

The environment in Linshui is changeable, and Manshaluo is the only village confirmed to exist on the route.

If you continue to go down, you may not encounter anything."

Qin Nuo analyzed it seriously and glanced at Ning Wushuang inconspicuously.

It doesn't matter what Shen Jinshan is like, the key is her.

Not to mention that the two of them knew each other and got along well,

the system pointed out the clues of Fu'an Escort Agency, implying that the other party is an important plot character,

it can't be handled casually.

The only variable is that Ning Wushuang is not easy to persuade.

In the end, Shen Jinshan did not leave the team and chose to continue to follow.

If we really can't find the village, we'll look for another way.

Because Mansaro was destroyed, the plan to rest tonight was ruined.

After a short rest to recover some strength,

the group rode on the tundra mammoth again and headed for the next destination.

The rain was pouring down.

Several newly built graves were like lonely villagers, quietly watching the destroyed village,

silently and without words.

Just as Qin Nuo and others were traveling day and night,

on another route,

there was also a group of people and horses hurrying on the road.

They all rode tall horses, wearing straw raincoats and hats,

with cold expressions and vigorous temperaments.

The leader was the fastest and had the most upright figure.

Next to the saddle under his crotch, there was another dark sandalwood box hanging.

It is about four inches long and one inch wide.

The front is engraved with four legs and four claws, a python body, a fish tail and a dragon pattern.

The sides are tightly connected and have many zigzag grooves.

It seems to be full of mysteries and traps.

The horses' hooves are roaring and the rain is falling.

This team is like several black lightning bolts, traveling endlessly among the mountains and ridges.

"How far is it from the old land of Nanzhao?"

The leader slowed down and turned his head to ask.

The bronze mask with fire cloud pattern on his face casts a sharp gaze.

The man who followed closely behind whipped his horse and took out a brown paper map from his bosom.

He used the moonlight above his head to carefully identify the surrounding environment,

and answered calmly: "Report to Commander Yan, it will take at most half a day at present."

"Half a day...

There should be a post station ahead, we will go there to rest for a while,

Then rush to the old land of Nanzhao."

"Yes!"

After another rapid advance,

the team stopped at a dilapidated post station half an hour later.

Linbai is surrounded by mountains and the population is scattered.

When the court was strong, it was still impossible to unify it and could only be included in the territory in name.

Now that the court is weak, the prefectures and counties in the Central Plains cannot take care of themselves, and they have completely lost control of such remote areas.

Not only has the official road that was paved with great effort been in disrepair for a long time, and the traffic is not smooth,

the post stations along the way have also become decorations, all of which are in a state of abandonment.

Door panels, window frames, plaques...

All decent items were looted,

Only an empty frame was left swaying in the wind and rain, with signs of collapse at any time.

The horses were tied up and someone was assigned to watch over them,

The rest of the people filed in.

They didn't think the environment was bad, so they sat on the ground directly,

Took out dry food and water to replenish their energy.

He exhaled heavily,

Wearing a bronze mask with fire cloud patterns, the man called Yan Tongling,

Sat upright in the center of the hall with a sword in hand.

The raindrops dripped from his raincoat,

Splashing radiating water stains on the brick and stone floor.

"With such heavy rain,

there will be no carrier pigeons in the next few days, so it's quiet."

He put the sandalwood box beside him,

raised his eyelids and glanced outside the house, thinking secretly in his heart,

"The hundred-year period has come, and all forces are ready to move.

The good things that old Fu Bao spent decades thinking about,

not only stirred up the clouds in Jiuzhou, but also attracted a group of demons from outside the sky.

Now,

he has to move from the Bagua Lotus Platform and travel thousands of miles to Nanzhao.

But he thought his whereabouts were hidden and could be hidden from the world, but in fact, no one could hide it.

At least Li Hongxiu must have found out the news.

Given his grudge with old Fu Bao, he will probably go to seek revenge first."

The man with the bronze mask with fire cloud pattern took the naan and water bag handed by his subordinates,

unlocked the mechanism at the jaw,

revealing half of his scarred, uneven and rotten face.

His lips were shrunken and dry,

and his yellow teeth were biting and chewing, swallowing food into his stomach.

Everyone said that he wore a mask because of his personality,

In fact, this famous commander of the imperial guards in the capital, one of the three greatest masters of the time,

The reason for wearing a mask is to cover up the ugly face that is difficult to show to others.

No one spoke in the house,

Only the sound of rain and eating echoed.

After finishing the food quickly, Yan Xiaobei put the mechanism back on,

Looking outside with his bright eyes, he was still thinking about his own things.

"I wonder if the old man Fu Bao has Jiu Sui Hong with him.

If he has, I might as well take him away in the chaos, so that I won't be restrained by the old man again.

The extremely yin body is rare in the world.

If I get it, I can not only eliminate the suffering of Yang poison,

I can also surpass everything in one fell swoop, and the immortals and blessed lands can't do anything to me."

Sitting quietly for most of the hour, feeling that it was almost time to rest,

Yan Xiaobei shook his raincoat, picked up the wooden box and walked out.

As a result, as soon as he stepped out of the post station, a sense of danger came over him.

Without hesitation,

He immediately stepped on the ground and jumped to the roof with a dry land.

The next second,

The soil was turned over, the mud was boiling,

Several insect sickles and insect limbs broke out of the soil,

Instantly stabbing the two guards who followed out.

"Where did the thief come from?!"

Seeing this, Yan Xiaobei shouted loudly,

The sandalwood box was deformed with a click,

The side extended out a gun barrel, and the top was like a honeycomb coal hidden weapon box.

There was no arresting action, just holding it up like a musket,

More than a hundred sulfur-smelling steel needles were shot out like a torrential rain.

Ding Ding Ding Ding——

Amid the sound,

The steel needles pierced into the insect limbs and sickles, and more than half of them were immersed.

Yan Xiaobei then waved his palm forward,

The gunpowder hidden in the needles immediately detonated, exploding into a ball of flames.

Boom boom boom——

A large number of insect joints fell, splashing mud on the ground.

The other guards took out their weapons and rushed towards the figure that had crawled out from the ground.

"Are you Yan Xiaobei?"

A scornful laugh sounded, followed by more insect limbs pouring out,

overwhelming, almost smashing the entire post station into dust.

"How dare you!"

Yan Xiaobei pulled the sandalwood box out and pulled out a three-inch steel knife and held it in his hand.

The knife flowers flew, and the light and shadows continued.

In a breath, he cut off many insect limbs and temporarily slowed down the enemy's offensive.

However, before they landed, several figures came out from the ground again.

When he saw their appearance and clothes clearly,

Yan Xiaobei's eyes shrank into needles.

"New Moon Sect, you actually came for me first?!"