[Divine Condor] Human Armor on the Way Through

Because it is close to the border, and the garrison of the Yuan Kingdom is under the command of Yelujin, I dare not use the pass order of the Yelu family that I found.Xibei Xiong took us through the trail, eating and sleeping in the open, known as "Happy Mountains and Rivers".

In the early morning of June [-]th, when there were only two days left before the Heroes Conference, we finally arrived in Song Dynasty, unable to delay any longer.

When the rain is over and the sky is clear, a touch of gold rises from the end of the world, gradually illuminating the entire sky, and the earth is full of sunshine, which has the taste of the victory of the Long March.

Xibei Xiong stepped on the boundary ridge, leaned his head on Yang Guo's shoulder, and pretended to be a sad hero inappropriately: "Brother, brother, I am going to the execution ground. You don't need to be sad or worry, just jump into the frying pan with me!"

Slag Xiong is now a finger taller than Yang Guo, and he is much stronger. How dare he act like a little bird, it's so embarrassing.

Yang Guo favored him, hugged him and booed: "Don't worry, there's another one with her back over there, let's work together to stay behind her, we can suffer for a while."

I rolled my eyes and was speechless, and I don't know when these two guys formed an alliance, it seemed like I was superfluous.

Lazy to talk nonsense with them, I took out two disguise masks from Yelu Yanshang, and said seriously: "Although it is not as good as Taohuadao products, let's just use it, and it will be a little less troublesome."

Xibei Xiong was filled with righteous indignation: "A man can't change his name if he walks! My handsome and invincible face... just change it! Hey, what are your eyes? My weak heart is not used to such a fiery stare!"

Who is shameless with you?I ignored it and walked on quickly.

After a while those two caught up, and Xibei Xiong turned into a middle-aged man with messy hair and a paralyzed face dangling his empty sleeves. Yang Guo was a poor boy with rags, mud, face, and legs. Stuffy mask.

I said flatly, "Master, I don't know you guys!"

The poor boy shouted angrily: "Can such a ruthless person allow her to live?!"

Xibei Xiong grabbed the mud and smashed it, Yang Guo helped the tyrant and yelled, causing me to fall into the mud dirtier than them.

I was angry: "Go to the water's edge to take a photo, you look like a bagless disciple of the Beggar Gang! This way, you must be sure of the disciples of the Beggar Gang all over the place, so you can't wait to run errands for others?"

Xibei Xiong raised his head and said, "A little bit of ambition, okay? We are determined not to eat the food that comes with it. We are the three knights of the world, even though we are weak, we are strong!"

I laughed angrily: "You guys took all your hands and feet, what am I left with?"

Yang Guo pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other: "Third brother is deaf and dumb."

"I want to seal my mouth, I'm dreaming!" I took out the black eyepatch and put it on my head, turning into a one-eyed thief: "Young master traveled across the desert and the sea. When I first arrived in the treasure land, those who have money will give money, and those who have no money will give money." Take your life!"

Yang Guo nodded in satisfaction, and waved his finger in the direction: "Let's go, rob the rich and help the poor!"

The lame poor boy strode forward. The specific method is that the "good" leg can jump as far as the stick in his hand is stretched.

What a first-class martial arts qualification!I can’t help but feel sentimental. Yang Guo’s aptitude for practicing martial arts in Jin Da’s works is uncanny. Ordinary mortals can’t reach that level. It should be for this reason that he chose one with spiritual roots. Maybe he picked it up from the “best space” A four-spirit root who has just started coming over.The four spiritual roots are quasi-useless among cultivators. If the real version of Yang Guo follows the path of the book version, it will be useless if it is useless.If he can break through by himself... In the distant past, I should be similar to Yang Guo today. Every cultivator has walked a long road that may be annihilated at any time.

"Middle-aged uncle" snorted, which woke me up.Looking at it, a certain person's torn robe covered his feet, so it was impossible to see how he was able to perform martial arts, and he followed closely behind the poor boy.

I am a bunt player, and the light exercise will be seen by experts as being from the ancient tomb sect, so I can only run with short legs.

Xibei Xiong smiled gently and stretched out his one arm to hold me.

I shook my head, shook my hands and charged forward.Suddenly a gust of cold air hit my back, I turned around sharply, and saw the Xibei bear standing still, burning like a black ice flame!

Really angry?My heart sank, I smiled subconsciously, and my companion waved: "It's too late?"

"Don't say no to men!" The dark and magical voice pierced through the brain, and the ghost roared towards him.

In terms of self-cultivation, I am not much worse than him, and now there is no unity of soul and body, and most of his kung fu is used for martial arts, so there is no distinction between superiors and inferiors.In terms of martial arts, I can't compare to him in other things. The ancient tomb sect created by Tao Jinling is unique in the world, so I won't be knocked down by him.I just feel aggrieved, since when did I actually become afraid of him?

Afraid?Why should I be afraid of him?Meowing, there is no reason, some kind of fear is hidden in the subconscious!

You can't let him see it, or you'll have to push forward step by step.So I used Lian Shan to make a tripping tactic, and the earth graciously accepted his closeness...

After walking around for an hour, I saw the village in the distance.

The "Three Heroes of the Luotuo Rivers and Lakes" looked solemnly: I saw the heroes of the rivers and lakes!

After crossing the village, there are more and more beggars on the road, mixed with people from three mountains and five mountains, all with martial arts.

Someone asked us through the mouth if we were participating in the "Hero Conference". Xibei Xiong pretended to be paralyzed and refused to make a sound, Yang Guo turned his ears and looked at me as if he didn't understand.I felt angry, and Yiyi became dumb as he wished.

The road is facing the sky, no one stipulates that only "heroes" can walk on the road, and no one rushes us away.

As the flow of people reached a small town, it was already noon.

We only ate in the morning, and we ran into a tavern with hungry stomachs growling.

Unexpectedly, the waiter in the shop said that money is not enough, but also "hero posts", saying that these days, the big and small shops nearby are ordered by the government to only accept "heroes in the world"!

Brother Yang put his arms around Xiong Nandi's shoulders, and whispered, "The mules and stables will definitely be empty. You go to the cat meeting there, and we will pack them for you. Don't worry, even if you are tortured like this, the elder brother will not reveal your hiding place." place."

Xiong Nandi wept: "I lived and died together all the way, how could I be willing to let you be tortured?"

So we strolled to the small river outside the town, lit a bonfire, caught fish, and solved the belly problem.

Suddenly hearing the chirping of the eagles piercing the air, two white eagles flew over and danced around the sibei bear.

(∮╯▽╰!) Dangdang, after many years, the two soy sauce sculptures from the world of divine carvings come again unexpectedly!

Xibei Xiong offered bribes with grilled fish: "Brother Diao, my younger brother is carrying out a major mission concerning the fate of the country, eat the fish and go away quickly. Tell me, Master and Mistress, and say, 'I will definitely overcome all difficulties and arrive at the Heroes Conference at the last moment'" Get out of here, or I’ll be starving if you don’t pull out your bare hair for roasting carvings!”

Shuang Ying has noble sentiments, refuses to accept bribes and is not afraid of threats, attacks his head in turn, grabs his messy hair to make it more messy than weeds, and will arrest him no matter what.

I was greatly moved, and stomped my feet and said, "Stand out your head and shrink your head, dress up and go to the battlefield!"

Yang Guo caressed the "lame leg" narcissistically, and said sadly: "Such a splendid appearance, I will have to take it off before it's too late! Second brother, why did you forget these two flat-haired monsters? I wasted so much effort!"

Xibei Xiong's face was downcast: "There are countless roads back to the Song Dynasty, why would I think they come here? Dress up, so that people don't think I like being a beggar!"

The dress I made made a grand debut. Yang Guo wore it, exuding restrained nobility in a chic way, like a prince in a white dragon fish suit.

Xibei Xiong is not bad either, like a prince's attendant - he is big enough, and he is afraid of being entangled by the disciples of the beggar gang on the road.

I'm going to get rid of Guo Fu and put on a skirt instead.I didn't bring out any jewelry, so I put juan flowers specially made in a black shop on my temples, and I wore bright orange embroidered shoes.I dare not say anything else, this workmanship is no worse than that of Jiangnan Embroidery.

Walking along with the two eagles, there was actually a little distance, and it was only at dusk that they arrived at a dilapidated temple.

The sun has completely sunk, and there is only a touch of red gauze left in the sky, as if being blown by the wind, it gradually fades away, slowly drifting away.

Hundreds of beggars gathered in front of the temple and behind the temple, all of them sat in the dust with their quail clothes and knotted clothes.

I don't know if it was because of our appearance, or because of the brothers and sisters-in-law who escorted us one after the other, but the beggars looked at us in surprise.The two eagles probably felt that they had arrived at a safe place, and rushed to the front of the temple with a long cry.

Laughing and cursing voices came: "Finally know to come back! Reward you!"

I looked over there and saw Wu Xiuwen at a glance. He grabbed a piece of meat from his plate and threw it up to feed the eagle. His movements were much more proficient than before.

I haven't seen him for four years. The second young master of the Wu family has grown into a handsome young man. Unlike Xibei Xiong, who takes the burly route, he is slender and looks like Yang Guo's younger brother. Among the group of beggars, they stood out from the crowd, like a son who came out to give alms.

"Diao'er, come here!" A voice like a silver bell rang out from the temple, "Brother Wu, I don't have that horsewhip in your hand, buy me a softer one."

"Okay, I'll go now." Wu Xiuwen put down the food plate in his hand, turned around, saw us coming, and said to Prince Yang hesitantly: "This brother is named Gao, what's the matter here?"

Yang Guo looked at the beggars all over the place, smiled hesitantly, and said vaguely, "We are old acquaintances of Chief Huang, we didn't want to disturb, but two divine sculptures with sharp eyes caught us here."

The two white eagles came from the Mongolian prairie, and the crowd leaped to their feet, forming a formation as if they were facing an enemy. Hundreds of dog-beating sticks came to the ground in a clear rhythm, raising waves of dust.

Wu Xiuwen shouted coldly: "Brother Gao's name?!"

A young girl wearing a light golden gown walked out of the temple quickly, but seeing her with curved eyebrows, starry eyes and a beautiful nose, her face was like a flower, and a string of shining pearls hung around her neck, and the faint halo made her more pink and jade She looks like a fairy, but she is the famous little beauty Guo Fu.

She raised her eyes and rushed forward with a coquettish call: "Brother Da Wu!"

Brother Da Wu stood still like a pine, and with a wave of his hand, Brother Yang stood in front of him.Yang Shaoxia would rather die than a poor fellow Taoist, and pushed the little beauty who had flung herself into her arms towards Brother Xiaowu.

Wu Xiuwen hugged the little beauty firmly, the little beauty's face turned cold and she pulled her elbow back, causing him to groan in pain.

An old man in neat clothes with only a small patch on his left sleeve ran out of the temple, his sallow and sickly face was full of joy: "Brother Dawu, I hope you are back!"

Xibei Xiong was forced to take off the disguise mask on his face, and bowed his hands to the old man: "Elder Liang is well!" Then he turned around and bowed his hands: "Brothers and sisters, the little brother who is eating and waiting to die is back! This is the ancient tomb sect Miss Yang, this is my elder brother Yang Guo. Everyone knows who Miss Yang is, and I have to escort you all the way, so I bid farewell to everyone."

The crowd suddenly responded, and the dog-beating stick became more and more vigorous, as if they were going to attack in groups.

Elder Liang laughed and said, "I'm here on a special trip to welcome you! These two eagles searched around every day, and finally met my brother, and tomorrow we will go to Dashengguan together. Let the pigeons fly to report to the leader, saying that Brother Dawu has returned safely. , and picked up Master Yang and Miss Yang!"

I smiled and nodded, and walked into the temple ignoring Guo Fu's murderous gaze - anyway, I was not the only one suffering, Wu Xiuwen's eyes seemed to shoot Xibei Xiong right through.

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