Quick Travel: Cannon fodder is not mixed in

It seemed that the master always appeared last, so he couldn't break the skill in advance, so he held it in for five days. During this period, he often begged the old man Wang San to continue telling the story.

However, this old guy always waved his hands and said: "I am old, how can I still remember it?"

Zhang Yuan looked at him silently without speaking, trying to condemn his conscience with his eyes, but it proved to be useless.

This kind of guy who has not lived long but has seen strong winds and waves is the most difficult to deal with.

Five days later.

When the first beam of light shone from the sky, Zhang Yuan stood up in a hurry, raised the corners of his mouth, and was finally liberated.

Unexpectedly, his movement was so sudden that the old man next to him almost fell to the ground in fright. He clutched his chest and stared at him with a frightened look on his face.

"Old man, I wasn't beaten to death by those bad guys outside, I was scared to death by you!

Zhang Yuan smiled and patted his shoulder: "Old man, according to what he said, the Imperial Master is here today. After drinking so much wine and tea from you, it's time to repay you."

He rolled up his sleeves and stretched his muscles.

The old man raised his eyes and glanced at him angrily: "Is it just you?"

Zhang Yuan nodded: "Just me."

His determined attitude made the old man lose his disbelief, and he rarely opened his eyes wide and stared at him up and down.

Finally, the old man asked with confusion: "Who are you?"

Zhang Yuan raised his hand and bowed: "I can be considered a scholar, but I don't have any great reputation."

To be honest, he didn't like reading, but he felt that this title allowed him to pretend to be harmless, so he liked this title very much.

"Go away!" The old man waved his hand, "The old man asked you seriously, who are you? I felt something was wrong the first time I saw you. Ordinary people can't get through the miasma. You are by no means an ordinary scholar."

At dawn, most of the sky lights up.

Looking at the sky, Zhang Yuan exhaled white mist: "At first, I just wanted to find a lost silly pig. I didn't know if it was alive or not. Later, you guys were quite interesting."

He talked a lot, but the old man listened in confusion, and his eyes gradually became complicated.

"I never thought I would meet a guy who is more narcissistic than me in my lifetime."

Chang Yuan: "..."

After talking to him for a long time, this old man just figured this out?

Shang Gue, who was still alive, had turned into a snowman. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the two of them with expressions of disbelief.

"The Imperial Master is about to arrive. Instead of feeling fear, you are instead bragging about yourself?"

At this time, the sky was bright, a majestic atmosphere came from outside the city, and morale was high.

Zhang Yuan walked out of the tea stall, stepped on the snow, and moved forward step by step.

"The Imperial Master you are talking about is not that powerful, and I was not bragging just now."

Shang Guo sneered, and all the restraints in his body were released. When he looked up again, there was no one in front of him.

Bang!

He fell.

There was heavy snowfall, and soon he was buried here.

Outside Qianyuan Town, the miasma dispersed and the army attacked.

But the person who solved the miasma never showed up from beginning to end. The fight below was endless, and Zhang Yuan was lying on the wall with his brows furrowed in melancholy.

He just told the old man big words, but now he has nothing to show for it. Isn't he just slapping himself in the face?

However, the soldiers outside the city seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and kept rushing in. Even if they couldn't defeat them, their national master had not yet appeared at noon.

Zhang Yuan fell asleep lying on the wall.

The sun sets over the western mountains and the twilight falls in the forest.

One after another, the fire gang lights up and there is a truce.

boom!

Zhang Yuan fell from the wall and hit the ground, grinning in pain.

However, he had no time to call out because he felt a powerful force.

Immediately, he turned over and climbed up, flying upward.

"The person who came here is Imperial Master Wang Zhou."

Standing on the wall, he didn't even take the Changhong Sword, which proved how confident he was at this time.

The next moment, the powerful Qi that destroyed the heaven and earth hit his face, sending him flying backwards and hitting the ground again. This time, the pain was more severe, and he even chewed a mouthful of dirt.

He pulled out the head that had fallen into the pit and said in a daze: "This is impossible. How can there be someone so much higher than me in this world!"

Suddenly, he didn't know what he thought of, and his dark pupils were filled with turmoil, but he couldn't quite believe it.

"Are you okay?"

The old man squatted beside him at some point and said with concern.

Zhang Yuan came to his senses and felt embarrassed: "...it's okay."

"Oh, scholars should study hard. It's up to the old man whether he gets involved in such fighting and killing." The old man changed his face and laughed wildly.

At this time, Zhang Yuan had no intention of arguing with him, and hurriedly stopped him: "You are no match for him."

The old man had known this for a long time, so he rolled his eyes when he heard this: "Does it matter whether it is yes or no? There has to be someone to take the lead, there is no way to escape."

Yes, someone has to step up.

Whether it’s ten years ago or ten years from now.

As time goes by, their hope seems to be getting slimmer, and today, the little one is almost invisible.

Zhang Yuan pressed the old man's shoulders and looked at the thick city wall: "Just wait and see."

Immediately, he took to the air again, but this time he flew directly out of the city and met the man's eyes.

When acquaintances meet, it seems like something different.

The words that I once carried in my stomach can no longer be said out now, with mixed feelings.

Zhang Yuan glanced at the scenery outside the city, or his mood was different, and his feelings were different from those in the morning.

"I didn't expect it would be like this when we meet again. I really didn't expect it, Jiuchi."

There stood a man on the burnt black land. His whole body was black and his eyes were cold. He looked at Zhang Yuan as if he were a stranger, alienated and uncaring.

But no matter from his appearance to his breath, Zhang Yuan was extremely sure that he was Jiuchi.

pat.

The snow that pressed against the pine branches fell and hit the ground with a dull sound.

At this moment, a person walked out from behind Jiuchi, wearing a snow-white cotton-padded jacket, with two pieces of red silk tied to her hair, making her whole body white and flawless.

"Zhang Yuan, long time no see."

The girl's voice was clear and her smiling eyes were crescent.

Hey, it’s an acquaintance again.

Zhang Yuan's eyes moved slightly: "Lingbao."

"I heard that you have been looking for me for a long time. I am very touched." Lingbao blinked his eyes and said in a bewitching voice, "Zhang Yuan, I really have no hostility. I just want to get Kunpeng's blood for treatment. Can you help me get it? "

Zhang Yuan frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "There has been no Kunpeng in the world for a long time, and the people living here are just old, weak and disabled creatures. Have you found the wrong place?"

Lingbao looked past him and looked at the struggling creatures at the city gate, smiling foolishly.

"Wang San told you this."

"There are so many stories that I can't tell them clearly at the moment. How about you wait until I get Kunpeng's blood and cure the strange disease and then tell you all about it?"

Zhang Yuan shook his head. He was full of questions again, and he would not give in until he got the answer.

"What is going on? What role do I play in this conspiracy? What do you want from me when you are playing tricks on me?"

Lingbao turned around and looked helplessly at Jiuchi with his hands spread out: "He is really stubborn."

"Just kill him." Jiuchi raised his eyelids, his eyes emotionless.

"Then let him die happily." Lingbao pretended to be generous.

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and Jiuchi took action.

The Changhong Sword comes out!

When it collided with the halberd, the aura that destroyed the world instantly spread out, shaking the mountains and rivers.

The snow is flying heavily, and it seems to be jumping for joy, and it is becoming more and more excited.