Money can really do whatever it wants

The setting sun was setting in the west, dyeing the whole world with a layer of blood-like red.

Fragments of light and shadow fell through the dense treetops, reflecting mottled marks on Qin Mo's face.

He didn't even have time to look at where he was now, when he smelled a strong smell of blood.

He followed the smell, walked out of this small forest, and saw blood in his eyes.

Countless corpses were lying on the ground in disorder, limbs and arms were broken, and blood flowed into rivers.

The bloody smell that hit his face made him want to vomit, but it wasn't that he was disgusted by the scene, it was just a pure physical discomfort.

This is obviously a battlefield, those corpses are all in armor, one party is dressed in red and silver armor, and the number of people is small, and the other party is dressed in leather and light armor, the dress is a bit like a foreign race, and there is obviously a battle between the two parties A brutal decisive battle.

Qin Mo came neither early nor late. The battle had just ended when the sound of the horse's hooves suddenly sounded, which startled Qin Mo. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a maroon horse trotting from him. Walking by, he stopped again a dozen steps away from him.

The war horse let out a low cry a few times, half-kneeled down on its front legs, and hit a person lying on the ground with its head.

Qin Mo stepped forward. He was a young man in red and silver armor. He looked about eighteen or nineteen years old at most. He would never grow up again. The immaturity between his brows had not completely faded, but he had no chance to grow up anymore. He is dead.

The war horse bit the young man's blood-stained red robe and tugged hard, as if trying to wake him up, but the dead man could no longer respond to it.

It probably realized something, and the neighing of the war horse gradually became sad.

At this moment and the scene, coupled with the fact that the horse's wailing was so contagious, Qin Mo should have left quickly, but he didn't.

He took a step forward, but the horse ignored him. He took another step. The horse was still in the grief of losing its owner. Qin Mo walked up to it, hesitated, and reached out to touch its mane.

Most of the war horses are hot-tempered and don't let strangers get close, but maybe Qin Mo has an animal relationship, or the horse is too lazy to talk to him in sadness. In short, it's a miracle that the other party didn't jump up and give him a kick .

As a result, Qin Mo touched it more gently, looking at it as if he was looking at a poor little boy, "Don't be sad." He coaxed, "You can't be resurrected after death, just mourn."

With that appearance, it was completely treated as a person to coax it, and it was still a pitiful little cutie.

After thinking about it, he took out a few candies from his pocket and fed it to its mouth without hesitation.

Probably because he hadn't eaten for a long time and was so hungry that the well-trained horse accepted his feeding and began to eat.

Fortunately, the blue bird has not been released yet. If he sees this scene, he will definitely have trouble again. After all, Qin Mo only allows him to eat one piece of candy a day, saying that it is for the sake of his dental health, but he is a beast, and his physical fitness He was extremely strong, how could his teeth be damaged by eating sugar, that was a mistake that ordinary people would make.

Fortunately, he didn't see this scene. Seeing that it was delicious, Qin Mo took out another piece of cake, half human and half horse, and shared it with it.

To be able to eat with a calm expression on a battlefield full of blood and flesh, and to stretch his brows and eyes while eating, he also has a big heart.

After eating a piece of cake, the relationship between one person and one horse took a qualitative leap. The horse leaned over and rubbed its muzzle and nose on his face, as if to thank him. Then it prostrated itself on the ground and bit the boy's robe. , seems to be planning to drag the corpse onto his back.

Seeing its plan, Qin Mo helped it. After thinking for a while, he pulled out a battle flag covered in blood and mud from the ground, tore the flag into strips, and wrapped it around the corpse several times. and fastened him to the saddle.

The horse stood up and rubbed his face again, the warm air was so close that it made him itchy.

Qin Mo chuckled, "No thanks." He stroked its neck and said.

The horse trotted a few steps, turned around and let out a low cry, as if to say goodbye, Qin Mo also waved his hand in a face-saving manner, and that cold arrow was shot at this time.

That arrow went extremely fast, with steady force, and aimed at the man on horseback. At the critical moment, the horse's trained instinct to protect its master made it deflect its body, and the arrow slammed into it. In the belly of a horse.

The painful hiss sounded, and Qin Mo was shocked, "Come back!" he shouted.

The war horse is extremely human, almost the moment he spoke, he turned around and ran over.

Fortunately, the distance between them was not too far. When one person and one horse met together, Qin Mo looked up and saw a team of more than 20 people quietly surrounded them. Wearing a felt hat, with profound facial features, and fierce and cruel eyes, this is obviously an army of aliens, and it is a team of experienced tiger and wolf divisions.

These people didn't even give him time to say hello, they just shot an arrow at Qin Mo's heart.

Too unfriendly, Qin Mo frowned, he definitely couldn't dodge, after all he didn't know martial arts, just when he was about to splatter five steps with blood, a light blue thin shield blocked in front of him.

The tip of the arrow sank into a light blue halo, and could no longer move forward. With a jingling sound, the arrow lost its strength and fell to the ground.

"Pure Yang Palace?"

The archer stood up and looked at his attire, apparently he was the leader among the 20 people.

He doesn't speak Chinese very well, with some foreign accents, but at least he can be understood.

However, what is the Pure Yang Palace?Qin Mo frowned.

Although he didn't understand, he still heard a lot of things in these four short words. At least this world is probably much more interesting than Lu Xiaofeng's world. If it was in the last world, once his enchantment came out , can definitely fool a lot of people, and establish a cult in minutes, but now, except for some surprises, these people are not too shocked.

Obviously, there is no shortage of such means in this world, such as the Chunyang Palace who is very similar to him.

The man was still saying, "Ni Chunyang Palace is not on Huashan Mountain, but it is also going to be in this muddy water?!"

Even Xiuxian asked, is this a cultivation world?

That's not just fun, it's tragic!

However, I can talk about these later, first of all, I have to prove my innocence to others, "I am not from the Pure Yang Palace." It is not acceptable to let innocent people take the blame for nothing.

But even if he denied it, he still didn't believe it from the look on the other party's face. Fortunately, these were not important. The leader raised his hand and made a beheading motion.

The sword light pierced the air, and the murderous aura swept over along with the cold light.

"break!"

A low shout sounded, and a white figure suddenly appeared, the swords intersected, bursting out gorgeous fireworks, Ximen Chuuxue's sword was extremely fast, and at the same time as the figure flashed by, it had already pierced a person's throat.

The rest of the people did not attack immediately, but collectively gasped, and the scene was spectacular.

Big big big big big become a living person!

Qin Mo's move just now didn't have any impact, but now it's complete.

They were stunned, but Ximen Chuuxue's sword would not be stunned, taking advantage of this opportunity, he killed three more people in the blink of an eye.

The leader blushed and drank a few words in a murmur, those people immediately swung their knives and slashed over again.

As for himself, he twirled his arrow and set his bow, aiming at the figure in white, and shot past.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't hide, and he didn't need to hide because Qin Mo was there.

The light blue halo lit up again, and the arrow fell powerlessly to the ground without even touching the hem of Ximen Chuuxue's clothes.

On weekdays, he hits a hundred shots, and the divine arrow shoots people who have never failed, but he missed twice in a short period of time. While he became angry from embarrassment, he was even more shocked. It is true that the field can protect the body from injury, but I have never heard that this kind of skill can be applied to others?

In other words, it's not that he just sits and forgets himself, and he really isn't from the Pure Yang Palace?But if he is not from the Pure Yang Palace, then who is he? !

He became suspicious, but he soon had no time to worry about these things. Of the 28 people dead, only 20 people remained—including him, the man in white who suddenly appeared with excellent swordsmanship was the first thing he had to deal with. people.

He yelled again in a foreign language, and the scene changed.

The 20 people were divided into four teams, and five people formed a small team. The first team helped each other and trapped Ximen Chuuxue inside.

This kind of formation commonly used by soldiers is not so unpredictable, but it is extremely effective. As soon as Ximen Chuuxue's long sword reached a person's face, several knives behind him struck at the same time, and he had to withdraw his sword to defend.

Qin Mo could see clearly that although the two sides were confronting each other, Ximen Chuuxue seemed to be restrained, but that was only because he didn't know the formation in the army. After all, his martial arts were much better than these soldiers. After a long time, the opponent would definitely lose .

This is also what he can't understand. The leader doesn't seem to be brainless. He can see the situation, but the other party can't see it. There are only a few reasons why he wants to go. First, he has a reason to stay, second, he is not afraid of death, and third, he has - backup.

Qin Mo's heart skipped a beat, as if confirming his uneasiness, the horse's hooves sounded suddenly, from far to near, and soon appeared in their sight.

Banners fluttered wildly in the air, and the bright white armor was dyed a layer of blood-like red under the setting sun, almost blending with the red robe inside.

All of Qin Mo's apprehension and uneasiness dissipated in an instant, and in contrast to him, the corner of the leader's lips just turned up before he had time to put it down, and the expression of fright and fear had already surfaced on his face.

He roared and his voice became hoarse. Even though Qin Mo still couldn't understand what he was saying, he could guess what he meant. It must be calling for withdrawal.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the army formation had already changed. Facing the army that was rushing like a sharp sword, fear appeared on everyone's face. Even if the leader didn't call for withdrawal, they would all run away. , let alone now.

And Ximen Chuuxue cut the throats of several people while the other party was in chaos.

"kill!"

"Kill kill kill!!!"

The murderous aura was soaring, and the bloody wave swept over, and it came in an instant. The leader was terrified, and he could no longer care about the remaining subordinates, turned around and ran away.

"Stop him!"

A light blue halo blocked the runner in front of him. When he couldn't hold back his feet and hit his head with blood, Ximen Chuuxue's sword and a heavy gun thrown from a distance captured the leader firmly. firmly nailed to the ground.

A horse who was riding in the front waved his hand, and the cavalry stopped immediately. Their movements were uniform and their armor clanged. They were obviously elite soldiers.

Qin Mo took a quick look, and he knew the number in his mind. There were a hundred cavalrymen, and he and Ximen Chuuxue were only two people. Although there was a huge difference in numbers, neither he nor Ximen Chuuxue would have the slightest fear. I'm new here, the situation is unknown, it's better not to do it or not.

Even with that group of people just now, if they hadn't made the first move, he still wanted to live in peace.

I don't know if these people are willing or not.

And soon, the other party gave him the answer.

The leading general was young, probably about the same appearance as him, the other party got off the horse neatly, first looked at Ximen Chuuxue, and said: "Your Excellency's swordsmanship is so fast."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer, and he didn't get annoyed, he took his hair from the corpse.After taking the gun back, he clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Qin Shuang, captain of Tiance Mansion, dare to ask the names of the two priests?"

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, another person who recognized them as Chunyang Palace.

It's also fate, if you have time, I'd like to go and see what the place is.

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I have never played Tiance, and I have never done the mission of Zhanluan Tiance. If there is something wrong, please point it out~