There is no way my vest will fall off!

The sharp blade on the stone wall almost tore his entire back, the whole.

Meng Ziqiu smelled the blood on his body, and in a trance, he also heard his own voice, that heart-piercing cry.

It hurts so much.

He had never shed so much blood in his life.

He thought he might be dying.

Is he going to die here before he finds that brat?

"...Your surname is Meng?" A cold voice came from a distance.

……

There was a strong smell of sulfur in the air, and the place where the flashlight hit was full of dust particles visible to the naked eye, flying up and down.

In addition, there is a rustling sound, 'click', 'click', that sound is especially clear in the darkness.

Meng Ziqiu supported the sides of his elbows, and before he could use much strength, he was found to be unable to move at all. The pain from his back was connected to the bones and flesh, and it moved his whole body.

"Are you awake? It seems that your recovery ability is good." It was still that cold voice.

Meng Ziqiu struggled with the pain to open one eye, and saw the appearance of the speaker by the light of the flashlight. He was very young, maybe only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his clothes were very strange...a bit like that...he Suddenly remembered something, and suddenly widened his eyes.

——Yes, it’s that zongzi!

"Your companion is too cruel, so he just threw you away."

Meng Ziqiu endured the blood in his throat, and tremblingly looked at the distinctive 'Zongzi' again. His brain was running fast: he could talk, and he could save him... What the hell is this? !

Xu Qian, who was the "Zongzi" in his mind, put down the compressed biscuit in his hand, only a small half of it was left. It is not difficult to imagine that the rustling sound just now was his masterpiece.

"And you, don't be too sad, human nature is like this." The man said again, but this time there was a hint of mockery in his tone.

Meng Ziqiu wanted to tell that person—those people were not his companions.Unfortunately, he didn't even have the strength to speak.

The corridor here is very low, Xu Qian can't stand up straight at all, not to mention there is a big adult stuck in it, if you go up to clear the way, you are afraid that you will bump into someone at that time, and give the mountain a try. If it breaks down, that's the real trouble.

Therefore, Xu Qian could only put on his baa vest, lowered his body and crawled towards the "blood man" in front. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a blood man. The whole person seems to have come out of blood. Brother Hua pulled the blood line on him, and he was gone long ago.

As soon as he got close, the message of the 'blood man' jumped out.

[Name: Meng Ziqiu]

[guild: none]

[Faction: Meng Zhongtang Qi Three Branches]

[Favorites: Encounter in Jianghu (20)]

Meng Zhongtang.

His thirteenth senior brother.

In addition to these, this person who is suspected to be the descendant of his senior brother also has a bloody debuff hanging on his body, a dubuff that can't be driven away by the breeze and dew. Judging by the speed of this blood loss, this person has to be taken by a dog within an hour. In other words, Xu Qian had to take this person out of this tunnel within an hour, and then cut the myriad flower vest to renew his life.

Xu Qian looked at the map again. If there is no accident, it will take at least half an hour to climb out.

He sighed, thinking that the feeling of being unable to stand upright was not very comfortable. He turned his eyes to the oil bottle again, and said in a displeased tone:

"Your surname is Meng, then I will save you once."

After speaking, Meng Ziqiu was forced to hang on the young man's back like a salted fish, still bloody. At this time, he smelled the smell of the young man, which was very similar to the kind of incense his grandfather often lit.

On the other side, Xu Qian, who was carrying the oil bottle firmly, was subconsciously trying to find his own sword, but the Chixiao Honglian was gone. Xu Qian paused and touched another sword, which belonged to Jianchun. The weapon with special effects——[Jie Floating Cloud], he picked it up at a low price from 25 Emperor Qin’s Mausoleum at that time. He wanted to make some for his youngest son, but he didn’t expect it...

Alas, maybe this is what the old village chief said about time and fate...

This is how it all started.

On Earth, one day in the 21st century, an ordinary Xu Qian was playing an ordinary Jiansan in an ordinary dormitory. Then, Jiansan got stuck, and he got stuck too.

When he woke up again, okay, he took his old Jiansan player account and traveled together, and traveled to a fairy world.

After waking up, Xu Qian immediately checked his situation:

If the package can be opened, just say B silently in your heart.

Game skills can also be used, you can still read the name silently, but the special effects are almost impossible. (Xu Qian thought for a while, maybe it was because he opened the lowest quality problem)

More importantly, he can also cut vests, read the article in 15 seconds to find out.His account is an old one, and it has been in several districts. There are nine characters under the account, Chunyang has two, one eldest son, Daochang, and a younger son, Baetai, but he doesn’t care much. The other characters, Wanhua, Tiance, Cangjian, Tangmen, Mingjiao, Monk, and Chengnan have one each, and...he also has Xiutai, but that's not important!

Now that you have come to the world of immortals, how can you not cultivate immortals?

What happened next was the same as the Dianjia Traveling through Immortals novels that Xu Qian had read. After going through a lot of trials (but not), Xu Qian successfully became a monk on Wuqi Xianshan.

The person who received (picked up?) him was a swordsman. According to Shisan senior brother, his master is at least seven hundred years old, although he looks like a royal sister who is no more than thirty.

Afterwards, Xu Qian's days on Wuqi Mountain can be said to be very prosperous. After all, anyone with a game plug-in has to boast "extraordinary talent", and the acceptance of other worlds is simply a straight line UP.

However, it doesn't blame him for being heartless. After all, he was a loner before crossing over. His parents died early and he had no cat owner to raise. The only thing he cared about was the dean. Way to go back.

However, just when Xu Qian thought that he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life, Heaven said he couldn't do it, that he was a loser, so he, the son of destiny, became an abandoned son.

In the end, Xu Qian, who was chopped down to only half his life and lost all his cultivation base during the tribulation, was sent into the ice coffin by his master himself, and told him:

"You asked me before if I accepted you as a disciple because...I'll tell you now, yes."

Xu Qian who was frozen into the ice coffin: ...

Time returns to the present again.

After climbing along the corridor for more than half an hour, the two people who finally escaped fell to the snow as soon as they came out, and their eyes were all white, so white that it was blinding.

But Xu Qian didn't want to close his eyes because of this.

It's been too long, he hasn't seen such a sky for too long.

Hi!Fresh air is great!

Xu Qian lay on the snow and missed the feeling of seeing the light again for a while, and then got up again after a while, there was still business to do.

After reading the article in 15 seconds, the boy with the ponytail on the snow had disappeared, and there was a young man with long hair up to his waist in the picture. Behind the satin-like hair was a 'silver tiger' with a very unhappy expression.

Brother Hua's Pojun school uniform, also known as 'Bamboo Shoot Flower'.

The whole body is covered with three inner layers and outer layers, isn't it the same as bamboo shoots?

But now is not the time to admire the school uniform, Xu Qian turned to the oil bottle in front of the blood line that was about to bottom out, first gave him a needle to calm down, then raised the needle three times in a row, and finally pulled the blood bar to safety with two long needles value above.

Come on, I can last another three hours.

After doing good deeds, Xu Qian sat down again.Before going down the mountain, he needs to change his image a little bit. The clothes are easy to solve. He took two down jackets from the corpses of those people and put them in Brother Hua's backpack. The main problem now is the hair, Xu Qian I looked through my own appearance, but couldn't find the right one, so I had to change to a slightly shorter wig.

Well, after some dressing up, it looks pretty good...?

And this down jacket is also warm, Xu Qian felt that modern things are better, if it was in the past, it would be hard to say whether he could walk down this snow-capped mountain alive without cultivation and body protection.

Xu Qian is not cold anymore, but Meng Ziqiu is cold, if it is okay in the tomb, there is no wind after all, but here is snow, the mountain wind is howling, even if his blood line is full, That face was still unbelievably pale, on the one hand it was from the cold, and on the other hand it was the actual blood shed before.

Xu Qian also noticed the change of Meng Ziqiu's debuff value. This would last less than three hours. After hesitating for a while, he took out a tiger hat from the outside and put it on Meng Ziqiu, and carefully gathered Meng Ziqiu's down jacket , covered tightly.

Sure enough, the value of the debuff gradually decreased.

After settling this, Xu Qian looked at the boundless snow field again. As an old antique whose old grave had just been picked up, he seriously thought about his current situation, except that the red lotus in his hand was taken away. , Daoist Priest’s school uniform was also stripped off. After careful calculation, if the price is to see the light of day again, it seems that it is not too bad...

However, he still has to pay back Chi Xiao!

After all, he had worked so hard for half a year to get the Qinhuangling, and more importantly, he only had a pure weapon left, so it doesn't feel good to have a weapon that doesn't fit well.

After sorting out the current situation, Xu Qian silently read the list of rewards in his heart, and soon saw the only one:

[Name: Yan Jiudu]

[Reward amount: 1000 gold]

[Location: Crossing Desert]

[Duration: 6 days]

This is the name of the person who picked up the Scarlet Sky Red Lotus that Xu Qian found from the game records. Only by finding this person can he retrieve his Scarlet Sky Red Lotus.

Okay, so here comes the question again—how to get to the desert?

Except for the Changai Mountain at his feet, the number of other unlocked maps on his world map is zero.

Oh, the damned crustal movement!

Xu Qian looked at the only green name behind him.

[Name: Meng Ziqiu]

[guild: none]

[Faction: Meng Zhongtang Qi three branches]

[Favourite: Encounter in Jianghu (40)]

Yo, this favorability has risen a little fast.

Xu Qian smiled, put that person on his back again, and ran down the snow-capped mountain with great lightness kung fu.