Quick Travel: Cannon fodder is not mixed in

The noise frightened a lot of people.

Existing personnel in Laoshan: I still have this murder weapon hidden in my house?

Outsiders: Laoshan is indeed Laoshan, it is domineering.

That's right, today's Laoshan has become a sieve.

Don't look at the fact that all states have expressed that they dare not interfere in Wangzhou's affairs and are waiting for news.

In fact, they still couldn't suppress their curiosity, so they put their own tricks into action and rushed towards Laoshan Mountain desperately. They took whatever they encountered, regardless of whether it was useful or not. The stuff in Laoshan Mountain was definitely good.

So, in just one day, a hilltop in Laoshan became bald. These idiots didn't even let go of the weeds. The hilltop was too big to lift, otherwise how could they let it go?

Regarding this explosion, we have to start from half an hour ago.

Zhang Yuan was really bored staying in the cave. After he finished learning those spells, another book appeared. After learning it again, it appeared again...

From this cycle, it seemed that he never had time to go out, because one time when he was drinking, he seemed to have heard Wang San mention that there are countless magic techniques in Laoshan, and there are tens of thousands of them burned alone.

He was thinking at that time, how long would it take to learn all these 10,000 spells.

The problem is, learning magic and Taoism is like a matryoshka doll, with no end in sight.

He got it.

Immediately, I threw my sleeves down angrily, this road is different, then find another way.

Since he got the space, he likes to put everything he sees in it. No, it's okay to make some explosions.

However, the results exceeded his expectations hundreds of times.

What's more, he didn't play much of a role in this explosion.

Who knew there was a sleeping volcano under this cave? If he reacts any slower, he will be sent away.

Although he was not sent away, the damage he suffered was still considerable. At least his current hairstyle was the same as Wang Songhe's. When he crawled out from the ground, he felt that the whole world had gone dark.

"Wang San, what tricks are you playing again!" Wang Songhe roared.

The Death-Making Lingbao stood firm again and said sternly: "Wang San has died a long time ago. Are you crazy?"

Wang Songhe's anger was greatly reduced. He slowly turned around and looked at her with empty eyes: "What did you say?"

Lingbao climbed up with support on the ground, his eyes dark: "I said, Wang San has been dead a long time ago."

"You're talking nonsense!" Wang Songhe yelled angrily, "He followed me to learn Dharma last night, how could he die? You thief wants to trick me again!"

"Hahaha~"

Lingbao laughed, tears falling down her cheeks. She deliberately provoked Wang Songhe: "No one knows better than me whether Wang San is dead or alive, because I personally committed suicide."

However, her provocation failed to arouse Wang Songhe's anger. Instead, he looked at her with strange eyes, as if he was mentally ill.

Lingbao was very dissatisfied with this. She asked, "Why aren't you angry? Your only disciple died. Are you not sad? Don't you avenge him?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Songhe waved his hands and said with determination: "You can't kill him, you can't get close to him with your skills, and you have to draft your lies."

Lingbao choked, feeling insulted.

But in fact, it was indeed the case. She was indeed no match for Wang San at his peak.

But who made that fool Wang San spend his life to perform the Immortal Killing Technique in order to protect those pure-blooded creatures? His cultivation was greatly reduced. Even if she didn't do it, he wouldn't survive this winter.

In this case, it might as well be a stepping stone for her.

Seeing that Wang Songhe was sometimes crazy and sometimes sober, Lingbao suddenly didn't want to tell him the truth. It was cruel to keep it in the dark for the enemy to use for his whole life.

"You are right. I am indeed not his opponent. He and I are good friends."

Wang Songhe's expression became even weirder. He picked his nostrils and looked at her. His last words were difficult to say: "Just tell me what your purpose is, and don't tell lies. My third son always keeps away from women. You can't be his friend."

Lingbao was numb and couldn't stop it, so she simply broke the jar and threw it.

"I'm here to take Kunpeng's blood. If you give it to me, I will let you continue to stand here in Laoshan, otherwise I will destroy it."

Unexpectedly, Wang Songhe had a nonchalant expression on his face: "It doesn't matter, I'm dead, so what do I care about the mountain?"

He was quite reasonable.

Lingbao was so angry that she was shaking all over, but Jiuchi fell to the side unconscious. She was now unable to respond to the calls of heaven and earth, so she could only endure.

"Hiss, thief, you are stalling for time. Your accomplice has already entered the back mountain, right?" Wang Songhe's expression suddenly changed and he scolded.

Lingbao was speechless and didn't know how to make excuses. There were many people in her presence, but only a few people entered. Now they were scattered around, searching for each other. She didn't know their traces at all.

Obviously, Wang Songhe didn't need her answer, so he immediately jumped back: "Hahaha, I guessed it right again, don't even think about succeeding, I'm going to destroy them right now."

After saying that, he took up his stance and rushed towards the back mountain.

Lingbao: "······"

If I remember correctly, she was the intruder. Why did she feel like she was being manipulated now?

Without thinking too much, she walked over and searched Jiuchi, but found nothing. She knew that there was something called space in Jiuchi, and all important objects were hidden in it.

She raised her hand and patted Jiuchi's face: "Ah Chi, Ah Chi!"

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Back mountain.

As soon as Zhang Yuan crawled out, he was locked by a cold gaze, unable to move. He slowly raised his eyes and met a pair of black eyes glowing with green light.

thump.

His heart beat fiercely: "Silver Snake!"

The person who came was none other than Yin She who was in Qianyuan Town. Her aura was much weaker, her face was pale, she was dressed in plain clothes, and her wrists were wrapped with a ring of brown hair, which was fox hair.

"Zhang Yuan, you really made it easy for me to find you." She said quietly.

Zhang Yuan felt furious in his heart, feeling like a 'heartless man'.

"Don't look at me like this. Even though I didn't change anything during the battle in Qianyuan Town, I helped you anyway. You can't repay kindness with enmity."

The forked snake letter swept across his cheek, purely to scare him.

Silver Snake withdrew his cold gaze, smoothed the brown hair, and a soft color flashed under his eyes.

"I came to you for Kunpeng blood."

Zhang Yuan's heart thumped, and he was helpless: "You all want to get that thing, let's not talk about whether it is as powerful as you said. Just looking for it is difficult enough. I have been to Laoshan for a day and a night, and I have experienced life and death. After a few times, I couldn’t see anything at a glance.”

"I want to avenge them, and Kunpeng's blood can help me." Silver Snake said frankly.

Zhang Yuan pointed at himself: "I can help you too, don't worry about Kunpeng's blood."

Silver Snake squinted at him and commented: "You are no match for that national master."

It's just a fact, don't argue with it.

Zhang Yuan readily accepted: "I am indeed no match for that national master, but this is Laoshan, and Wang Songhe is probably the most powerful."

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

"You bastard! Did you get into trouble? The mountain has been peaceful for hundreds of years, and you exploded as soon as you came back." Wang Songhe scolded Zhang Yuan.