MTL - Stealing The Heavens-Chapter 7 Enemy

Chapter VII hatred ()

Standing at the door of the wooden house, you can see it. There are a lot of rivers rolling in the front.

The river is nearly 100 meters wide, and a floating bridge crosses the river. A dirt road over the bridge extends into the jungle, and I don't know where to go. There are several towers of civil structure on the bridge side. There are two pegs on the bridge 10 meters long and offshore. This is a suspension bridge.

At the rear is a green hill shaped like a barrier. The two mountains are like two arms, and they gently hug a flat area of ​​a dozen miles. The mountains are steep, and there are dozens of meters of towering trees. The dense bushes are stinging bushes, even a mouse is difficult to pass.

There is green water in front and green hills in the back. This small flat soil is fertile, the vegetation is prosperous, and there are two small streams passing by. It is indeed a land of Feng Shui. Just in the foothills of this wooden house, there are hundreds of large wooden houses surrounded by green trees. There are smooth farmland between the houses. Several dogs of Sahuan are chasing a group of elves with the shape of elk. Beast.

The big man who had just sent food and clothes to the donkey was kneeling under a bunch of safflower trees in front of the house. The 哼哧, 哼哧’ excavated a white root. Hearing the movement of not going out, the man hurriedly stuffed the roots into the animal skin pouch at the waist, and smiled and greeted him.

"Red flower vine, specializes in treating various internal injuries and women's blood collapse. Hey, it seems that you can't use it."

Don't be grateful to nod to him and ask: "The little brothers have a name for the surname? Don't thank you for your help."

Dahan stayed, and he suddenly laughed: "Don't you? This name is ridiculous. The name of the surname is the name of the mandarin. The little appetite dog, the big name, the big name is not yet. It is 16 years old, In order to let the old people get their names."

Going to the beggars, he took a hard shot and slaps, and the dog scorpion pulls him toward the front of the village, and walks in the direction of the suspension bridge.

As the dog scorpion walked, he smugly blew the night before, and the old man gave him the magical effect of a few pounds of luminous blood. In his mouth, the blood of the luminous tiger can be brought back to life, and it can cure all injuries. It is simply a remedy.

Don't just laugh and listen to the bragging of the dog, he looked around the scenery and secretly made some judgments.

The level of production here is not high, it can even be said to be very low. But the people here are very strong and powerful. He saw several women who went to the river to raise water. The buckets that were picked were more than one meter in diameter. It was just two small water tanks.

Everyone here has a knife and a bow and arrow. A group of small dolls are playing a small flat on the ground in the village. The hand-held ones are all bright and real guys. Look at the weight of those knives and guns, at least the heavy weapons of fifty or sixty pounds. These dolls, which are about seven or eight years old, are dancing these swords.

In a move, don't silently transport a secret law in the "Water Sources", injecting the "Congenital Water Spirit" into the eyes, and suddenly his eyes are covered with a faint blue light. The eyes swept over the dolls that made the dance guns, and I was surprised to find that these children were extremely full of blood, and there was a weak infuriating body in the body.

Basically, these children can be compared to the elite disciples of the Japanese-style greedy wolf group. The infuriating body of the body has at least three or five years of hard work.

I took a sigh of relief, and I suddenly found out that the concentration of the heavens and the earth in the air was extremely amazing.

"Theft of the Scriptures" is all-encompassing, with infinite mystery. This so-called aura of heaven and earth is also the key point in the "Theft of the Scriptures." The heaven and earth aura is the foundation of all practitioners. The higher the concentration of the heavens and the earth, the faster the cultivation, and the greater the benefits to the practitioners.

The aura of heaven and earth on earth has long been destroyed by industrialized production, and it is almost an aura of desert.

In this small mountain village, the concentration of aura in this small flat is almost comparable to that of the inferior hole in the "Theft". It is no wonder that the dolls here have an internal force to repair, it is no wonder that the dog scorpion around can grow to such a thick and burly.

The place where the heavens and the earth are full of spirits, even a sweet potato will be more beautiful than other places, let alone people!

All the way, the dog scorpion seems to be very famous in the village, and there are always men, women and children on the road to say hello to him.

When he is old, he is called a dog scorpion; when he is about the same age, he is called a dog brother; those who are young are very respectful and call him Uncle Dog. In particular, a few girls in the village who also have a seven-eighth appearance in the eyes of the beggars, are even more delicate and squeezing across the distance, blushing to say hello to the dog.

The land here is plump, the heavens and the earth are full of aura, and the feng shui is excellent. It is a good place to raise people. Although the men who are raised are as tall and tall as the dog scorpions, the girls are delicate and can be washed out.

Don't look at the girls, you can't help but feel a little bit swaying, the natural beauty of the gracefulness, but he has never seen before.

Received the secret method of the eye, do not shake his head. Now is not concerned about the beauty and ugliness of these girls, or first understand where you are.

Followed by the dog scorpion all the way to the entrance to the village, that is, the suspension bridge at the end of the pontoon, do not see a few elderly people holding a scepter, is carrying a group of big men to beat a few people rolling on the ground.

Those big men will be gone. They are all the same size as the dog scorpion. They are all good men on the arm. It is common to beat people. However, the old man with a stick and a old man who had bent his waist into a bow, but his body was agile and did not let the youth, holding a barb full of barbs against the people on the ground, the momentum is amazing .

When the donkeys and the dog scorpions walked around the crowd, they seemed to have vented their anger. An old man coughed a few times, and Li squatted on the ground, screaming at the pointed scorpion.

A few brawny men picked up the people on the ground, and the daggers wiped their necks cleanly and neatly.

Blood spurted out, and several people twitched and screamed. The villagers took the hemp ropes in a handful manner, and hoisted several people who kept spurting blood in their necks, hanging high under the arrow tower at the bridgehead.

In addition to these few people who are still screaming and still bleeding, there are still more than thirty bodies under the arrow tower.

Some of these bodies died only a few days later, and some have become a dry body. Their clothes were cleaned, revealing their dark skin and the embroidered red, green and green skin on the skin. Those tattoo embroidery patterns are mysterious, there are all kinds of beasts, there are also various poisonous insects, and there are many strange flowers and plants.

Looking at the men who were struggling with convulsions on the ropes, all the villagers were ‘hehe’ laughing after the old men. There is no slightest embarrassment in their laughter, only a kind of relaxed and happy.

Don't look at the scene in front of you with horror. Suddenly I heard the dog screaming happily: "These barbarians came to our village to die. Isn't this a bad gift to our village?"

Dozens of people at the bridgehead looked at this side at the same time, especially the old people with the sticks, their attention was all placed on the body.

Don't be careful to bow down to a few old men, and hold your fists for a long time.

"The kid is not to be jealous, and the teacher and the same door are in great trouble. Fortunately, the elders are rescued, and the kid is grateful!"

Not to let a few old men scream, don't fall to the ground, respectfully pointed to three heads of several old men.

The grace of life, the three heads are still light. Don't be grateful to the villagers who saved themselves. They saved themselves. This preserved a chance for the future to avenge Wu Wang and Le Xiaobai. How can he not appreciate them?

If there is no long thing in the body, even the clothes will be smashed in the vain movement, and they will definitely reward them.

Among the old man, he described the oldest, old-fashioned skinny, and the old man with a face on his face smiled. He trembled to the side of the beggar, and picked him up.

"It's all big swallows, where is this nonsense? Hey, little brothers, are the Rangers hunting barbarians?"

Don't climb up the pole, he stood up, and the respectful decapitation said: "The old man's eyes are like a torch, that's it."

The brawny men behind the old man rioted, and they whispered, seemingly cursing the **** barbarians and owing a blood debt.

Absorbed the enchanting wisdom of Le Xiaobai, and did not quickly analyze some things. He gnawed his teeth and followed the words of the big man and sweared: "The little teacher respects the same door and both dies under their hands. This hate hates this, don't share the sky. The boy must go back and study hard, and must kill the enemy in the future. For my teacher and everyone to avenge the hatred!"

The great men are talking about the barbarians who do not know the origins. The ones that are not in the oath of the blasphemy are the ones of the Qingcheng Miaoyuan Dao.

However, the two sides have a strict confrontation, and several old people nod their heads and praised them. They said: "Good men should be like this. You are the hunters of the wilderness who hunted the barbarians. If the **** hatred of the division is not reported, it is true. It’s a shame.”

The old man who had just lifted up and did not slap the chest, and shook his head. "Just, don't be a little brother, your body is weak, not the opponents of the barbarians."

The sigh sighed a few times, and the old man said diligently: "We have a secret recipe of ancestral ancestors in Mengcun, and we use dozens of herbs in the beasts of the beasts to grow the most sturdy bones. When you leave, the old man sends you a hundred packs. The plaster is guaranteed to make you a big one!"

If you listen to the old man, don’t be afraid to laugh.

His body shape is also a standard beauty man on the earth. Although it is thin, it is thin and not weak, and the bones have their own strength.

With the inheritance of "Theft of the Scriptures," he naturally knows that the strength of the strength and the size of the block can be without a relationship. However, in the face of the good intentions of the old man, you can only bow down deeply once again, thanking the hearts of several ethnic groups.

Do not swear in your heart, if the future is successful, he must come back to the village and thank the villagers here.

At the time of my heart's decision, a green fireball with a fist size suddenly appeared in a forest over the river, just hitting a stout man standing on the bridge.

Only a terrible hearing, the big man ignited a green flame, his body just rolled a few times on the ground, turned into a beach of ashes.

Several ethnic groups were shocked. The villagers on the arrow tower screamed loudly: "The barbarians are coming, many barbarians!"

The piercing horns rang through the village, and the woods in the river suddenly burst out of a large group of corpses that were covered in animal skins and tattooed.

The savage squadron was surrounded by a thick black gas, and a fist-sized bitter green cockroach was looming in the black air.

The squatting head of the village looked at the head of the village, and the savage leader led a loud voice.

"Man, kill the light; woman, grab the light; baby, eat up! Babe, go!"