Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

Swamp mosquitoes are highly aggressive, and they are one of the few beasts in Optimus Prime that will actively attack monks.They coiled on the mud, and when they saw the Linjiazhuang monks laying floating boards, they made threatening sounds and bared their dark mouthparts at them.

I saw that the mouthparts of the swamp mosquito beast were sharp and divided into three strands, like three long embroidery needles.

It is chilling to think that this thing can throw away the monk's heart.

Linjiazhuang monks lined up in a row, and Lin Zichu, who was at the head, was only responsible for laying boards, not picking them up.

Zhang Renzhi at the end was only responsible for picking up the floating board behind him, and then handed it over to the monks in front, who handed it over to the third last monk, and handed it in order until it was passed to Lin Zichu.

Before coming to Optimus Pillar, the guards had rehearsed countless times, so the progress was extremely fast. The twenty-foot swamp was halfway through in a blink of an eye, which was faster than walking on the mountain road in the jungle.

Ferocious mosquitoes with sharp mouthparts are entrenched in the swamp.

Some blocked the way forward, Linzi ignored it at first, and just put down the floating board.

The younger mosquitoes will flap their wings and fly to the side.

The older ones were proud of their pride and refused to move away, so they were firmly beaten by Lin Zichu's floating board.

This mosquito animal skin is hard and hard, and it will not die if you slap it. It will make an angry cry, shake violently, and shake the floating board away from itself.

At this time, Lin Zichu would take out the Cold Mouse Sword, use this sword to icy the edge of the sword, point close to the mosquito beast, and force it to retreat.

Most of the vicious mosquitoes gave in and moved away with hatred, their eyes fixed on Lin Zichu with resentment.

As soon as a fierce mosquito uttered an angry cry, all the mosquitoes and beasts in the swamp would follow suit, and the sound was so loud that it was unbearable.

Soon, they encountered an extremely stubborn mosquito beast, but they were resisted by the cold mouse sword, but they still refused to move back.

Lin Zichu was in a stalemate with this beast, he didn't know what to do for a while.

It should be noted that swamp mosquitoes are social creatures, and the beasts support each other, like to fight in groups, and are extremely united.

If you kill a mosquito beast, you will be attacked by a group.

Moreover, the mosquito beast is quite intelligent, and it can make an inch of it.Once a monk changes the direction of the floating board on the swamp and takes a detour, they will know that the monk is not strong enough, and if they harass them more, if they are unlucky, they will be sucked out of their hearts. At that time, the entire team of monks will be wiped out, and there will be no survivors.

The monks of Linjiazhuang stood in place, staring blankly at Lin Zichu's back, only to see what the young village master planned.

Lin Zichu quietly looked at the motionless mosquito lying on the mud, looked at the three sharp needles on its head, and said to Qianqing behind him:

"Bring the kickboard."

Qian Qing responded, and took the floating board from the monk behind her.

Lin Zichu looked indifferently at the mosquito beast in front of him, and a heavy floating board slammed on its head.

The mosquito beast roared, flapped its wings, and lifted the floating board away.

Lin Zichu continued: "Take the floating board."

An oddly heavy floating board slammed into the mosquito beast.

The mosquito beast growled in anger and flapped its wings vigorously.

The mosquito beasts around made sharp threatening sounds, and the sound pierced through the ears. Some monks were dizzy, almost vomited, and persisted.

The indifferent male voice said firmly: "Take the kickboard."

……

I don't know how many floating boards fell down, and how many floating boards were vibrated by the mosquitoes.

The monk standing behind Qianqing had cold sweat on his forehead, and said weakly: "Young Master, we don't have many floating boards."

Lin Zichu looked down at the mosquito beast in front of him.

Its head is slightly deflated, but its mouthparts are still sharp.

There was a fierce hatred in the eyes.

Lin Zichu drew out the Cold Mouse Sword from behind himself, pointing the cold edge of the sword at the mosquito beast, forcing it to retreat.

The mouthparts of the mosquito beast vibrated, making ear-piercing chirps, unyielding.

Still deadlocked.

After Lin Zichu's death, all the guards in Linjiazhuang were fearful and did not dare to breathe, they all knew that the moment of life and death had come.

Lin Zichu held the Hanshu sword and pointed at the spine of the mosquito beast.

The surrounding mosquitoes flapped their wings ferociously.If it weren't for remembering the heavy blows of Feng Zhaoming Xianjun back then, I'm afraid they would have already mobilized and besieged.

The tip of the sword was getting closer and closer to the spine of the mosquito beast.

The air seemed to condense.

At this moment, Qian Qing who was standing behind Lin Zichu suddenly snorted coldly and cursed:

"Smelly mosquito, you are still stubborn!"

The mosquito beast was originally entrenched in the mud, when it heard Qian Qing's words, it immediately jumped up and moved back violently.

The ferocious mosquitoes that roared around stopped their sharp screams as if they were being strangled by someone.

The swamp, which was originally like a mosquito-sounding purgatory, suddenly became silent.

Lin Zichu looked back in astonishment, and looked at Qianqing.

The rest of the monks were both surprised and delighted, they held their breath and looked at Qianqing, not knowing what happened.

Qianqing himself was also surprised, he let out a 'huh', and murmured: "Can this bug also understand me?"

The swamp was silent, and no one answered.

Qian Qing met Lin Zichu's eyes.

Qian Qing hesitated, and said: "Brother, why don't you let me try?"

Lin Zichu nodded slightly, letting Qianqing stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Amao in Qianqing's pocket was about to rush like crazy, causing the owner's pocket to shake around.

Qian Qing pretended not to see it, squatted down on the floating board, hesitated for a while, wondering whether this ferocious mosquito beast would really be as cute as Amao.

Feeling uneasy, he raised his right hand and pointed at the mosquito beast with three mouthparts.

Before he could speak, the mosquito beast was terrified, and slowly moved back a step.

Qianqing was overjoyed, thinking that it was afraid of me, so it would be easy to handle.He cleared his throat, frowned, and said sharply:

"Get out of here!"

The mosquito beast let out a moan, flapped its wings, and moved from the center of the mud to the corner.

Except for the monk's heavy panting, there was no noise on the quagmire for a while.

Qianqing herself was also taken aback, not knowing why this terrifying mosquito was afraid of her.

He squatted on the floating board, and it took him a while to get up, looking at Lin Zichu.

The monks behind him were stunned, Sheng Feng was the first to react, and said in a low voice: "Little brother, I really have you!"

The other monks also woke up from the ecstasy, not daring to say anything: "Why are you so afraid of you, this murderous mosquito?"

"So, with our little brother, we don't have to be afraid of mosquitoes anymore!"

Thinking of this, the monk couldn't bear the joy, and he gasped heavily.

Qianqing was also proud in her heart, her eyes were shining brightly, and she grasped Lin Zichu's wrist.

Lin Zichu's eyes revealed a gentle expression, he raised his hand, and gently stroked Qianqing's hair.

My heart is complicated, and I can't help but recall the content of the conversation with Wu Tai and Lu Pingzhi.

"...The Immortal Lord Dongkun introduced the evil dragon into the boundary membrane, and after a fight with him, Dao disappeared, leaving only a fairy bone."

"...The bone of the father is the bone, and the flesh of the mother is the flesh. The son of the fairy master is the wife of the fairy master. He performs powerful skills, wins the fortune of the world, and lives in exchange for his life."

"...Before the son of the fairy master opened his veins, the spiritual power contained in his body far exceeded that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators."

...Could it be him?

Optimus Pillar, the second stage, the middle section of Xianshan Mountain.

Two monks, a man and a woman, flew from the foot of the mountain with their swords to the depths of a desolate jungle.The terrain here is complicated and it is easy to get lost.

The two monks searched carefully, stopped at the root of a dead tree, and grabbed it hard.

The dead tree twisted like smoke, revealing the scenery covered by the illusion.

The two looked around, being extremely careful, and moved forward after a while.

These two are exactly the two potential bandit monks who blocked Lin Zichu before.

They walked forward for nearly an hour before they saw a rather simple cave.