After the Fairy Disappeared

  The bang was the sound of the wind demon absorbing the meridian kamikaze and splitting the treasure tree king's root ball.

  The dignified envoy of a country, surrounded by the guards in the middle, unexpectedly appeared in the middle of the mountain at this moment, and his legs were broken. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a prisoner.

  The person who was able to take him captive here, Shi Erdang thought he couldn't afford to offend him, so he didn't save him.

  He Lingchuan nodded: "You did the right thing."

  It turned out that Fu Shanyue also saw that the battle between the wind demon and the root ball was becoming fiercer, so he took the envoy from the Chiyan Kingdom captive into the mountain belly, and turned around to find a bargain.

   This guy really doesn't miss any chance.

  He Lingchuan rolled his eyes.

  Actually, why isn’t he?

  At this moment, Master Shi Er suddenly stretched out his hand and exclaimed: "Look there, look there!"

  He Lingchuan glanced over, and saw countless small tornadoes blowing up the mountain road ahead, one after another, lining up along the mountain road, coming to reap human lives.

   Needless to say, although Feng Mo chased after the captain of the guard, he did not forget that there were still many enemies behind him, so he split up this row of small tornadoes to wipe out the remaining enemies.

But it has just absorbed the meridian kamikaze, and although the small tornado it releases is not big, it is extremely solid. It has not fallen apart after walking for more than ten miles on the mountain road. !

  Seeing the tornado lined up in the direction of the Shimen caravan, Shi Er's voice trembled: "My caravan, Brother He, what should we do!"

  He Lingchuan didn't answer, and drove the sheep down the mountain quickly.

   Let’s talk about the Shimen caravan.

  Seeing the wind demon raging on the opposite side of the mountain, and the guards were beaten to the ground, the Shimen caravan of course stopped, not daring to go any further.

  There are still many business travelers behind here. Everyone can't move forward or retreat, and they are all blocked on the mountain road. They can only watch the terrifying scene of the tornado ascending to the sky in the distance, pointing and talking.

   It really has nothing to do with me, just listen to the gong and watch the play.

  But soon someone shouted: "What is that!"

  「Tornado, a tornado is coming to us!」

  「Everyone run away!」

  The people in front rushed back in unison, only hating their parents for losing two legs.

  The Shimen caravan also saw the tornado turning behind the mountain, and it was... a whole row!

Everyone's scalp was numb, and they turned around without even thinking about it. Fortunately, at this moment, a bighorn sheep jumped up from the steep **** below the mountain road. Looking at the thrill, it was safe, and the knight said before it stopped: "Shimen Caravan Come with me, save your life!"

  At the moment, the three words "guaranteed to survive" are more effective than each other. What's more, Master Shi Er is also riding on the back seat of this blue sheep, urging everyone: "Hurry up and follow!"

  When the six gods were in vain, the two of them appeared riding this iconic bighorn sheep, which was the ray of light in everyone's minds.

   Everyone followed without thinking.

The regular path on the way back just now was actually blocked by a tornado. He Lingchuan didn't want to be swept up into the sky, so he could only ride a sheep and walk down the slope. Rush to the front of the crowd.

  Thanks to the fact that his sheep are able to jump, they are as steep as flat ground.

  Fortunately, he had a clear view of the terrain here at the top of Fengmo Mountain. At that moment, he led the crowd, and they drove the carriage to the mountain depression on the left front side.

   "Ah, this?" Several stewards looked at the tornado column above the mountain and turned pale with fright, "There is no wind here!"

   They don't run back, but go forward against the wind? If the wind blows over, why don't they go to the sky, just because they are fatter than others?

   "I can't move you!" He Lingchuan waved his hand, "If you don't want to die, run faster!"

   At this critical moment, whoever swears will be the backbone. Everyone gritted their teeth, stomped their feet, and became cruel, but they still listened to him.

  Compared with the fleeing crowd in front of them, they are really rebels.

   Fortunately, this mountain nest is not small, most of the carriages of the Shimen caravan can be crowded, but the remaining seven or eight are just stuffed.

  No more.

   "I don't want those cars!" Master Shi Er decisively called everyone in.

  The carriage barely stopped when the tornado came.

  He Lingchuan knew the wind was coming when he saw the sky behind the caravan turn black.

  He didn't panic, he took out three sculptures of the Wind Lion God from the storage ring, and asked everyone to move to the Col Triangle, which is the outside of the team.

   As soon as the Wind Lion God landed, everyone's clothes stopped flying, and this mountain depression seemed to be a safe haven.

   Then, the tornado arrived, and its tail swept past the crowd, sucking up countless mud and sand. The original generous hillside was forced to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  A single tornado is not as good as the main body of the wind demon, but it is worse than a dozen or more in number, and the sound of the wind is also earth-shattering, almost like the whistling of the doomsday.

  Except for He Lingchuan, almost all members of the caravan squatted on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, fearing that they would be blown away when they stood up.

   Actually, how much difference does it make if you can’t get up?

  Only He Lingchuan stood in the middle of the three wind lions, looking up at the tornado.

   They seem to stop on purpose, assessing the team.

  In the past, they would not attack Renhetian next to Feng Shiye; but today...

   Well, today the group doesn't look hostile or threatening. The tornadoes didn't stay for too long, they spun away and went to chase the prey that was running wildly ahead.

   Everyone in the caravan was shocked, and they lay on the ground for a long time before raising their heads and found that the tornado had gone far away.

  The team was clearly at its feet just now, but it was not hurt!

  From the perspective of everyone, Young Master He's back is so tall and stalwart!

   Gives a full sense of security.

  The steward stammered, "Master He, are we, are we safe?"

  He Lingchuan patted Feng Shiye on the head: "It's okay, let's all get up."

   Everyone stood on the mountain road, looking left and right, and couldn't help shivering. There is no one alive on the road—

   Except Shimen Caravan itself.

  At this time, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed. He Lingchuan pointed to the sky: "You wait until the sky clears and the sun rises before moving forward, you will probably be fine."

   "Where are you going?" Shi Erdang's family now regards him as a reassurance, and he is flustered when he is not there.

   "Look for someone to settle accounts. We'll see you later." Throwing down these words, He Lingchuan rode a goat and jumped two feet away, and in a blink of an eye he was in the mountains again, "Don't worry, Fengmo won't appear again in a short time."

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   When Feng Mo came back after packing up the captain of the guard, he found that the remaining members of the guard had fled halfway up the mountain, and was very annoyed.

   After all, the guards had Yuanli protection, and the row of small tornadoes couldn't compare with the main body of Fengmo, so only twenty people were lost, and the rest finally escaped.

  There are no forests in Zhuili, but there are stone forests. The surface has been eroded by glaciers for many years, and countless potholes have been plowed out. The stone forests are high and low, and the terrain is far less open than the top of the mountain.

  Lacking the whistling north wind as an endless supply, Feng Mo chased forward for more than a hundred feet, and found that it was really difficult to use his hands and feet.

  These people were still scattered, and some simply hid in underground caves. It took a lot of effort to catch one or two.

  After such a stalemate for a quarter of an hour, Feng Mo had no choice but to retreat disgruntled.

   There is another main reason, that is, it has actually hurt itself very badly.

  The attack of the guards carries Yuanli with each attack. The power of the Treasure Tree Kingdom is so strong that it is almost unbearable for a wild monster like this. If it weren't for the windy mountaintop being the most suitable home field for it to use, and if it wasn't for the timely replenishment of the Meridian Kamikaze, it would be the one that would jump around after exhausting its strength in the face of the repeated attacks of the three hundred guards.

   Besides, is it so easy to break free from the root ball spawned by the treasure tree king spirit seed?

  The power of Meridian Kamikaze will be exhausted at that time.

  What it should do now is to return to the wind tunnel under the Piaomiaozong ruins as soon as possible, to lick the wound and recover.

  Feng Mo has been fighting with the guards for so long, how can there be Shang on the official road?

  Team dare to stay? Those who can turn back have turned back. They would rather go back to Heishizhai the same way and wait a few more days until the official road there is repaired before going on the road;

   Of course, most people died.

  Mountains go up and down, corpses pave the way.

   Master Shi Er remembered He Lingchuan's words, and when the dark clouds in the sky dispersed and the sun filled the world again, he led the chamber of commerce team forward.

   Sure enough, the journey was peaceful and nothing happened.

  If you don’t look at the dead bodies and wreckage of carriages and horses hanging everywhere on both sides of the road and on the cliffs, the road seems to be back to normal again.

   Besides He Lingchuan, he also found a huge rock as a cover, watching no one around, hid behind the rock and quietly opened all the root ball fragments in the storage ring, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

   Sure enough, he found the Spirit Seed.

  Probably due to the exhaustion of demon power, this thing is no longer golden and majestic, but returns to the shape of a light yellow seed, covered with a hard shell, and there are faint pockmarks on it.

  If he hadn't seen the tree man hand it to Tang Guoxiang, He Lingchuan would have thought it was a bird's egg. He pinched it again and felt it was a bit brittle. If his hands were stronger, it might be crushed directly, which did not meet the requirements of the divine bone necklace.

  He quietly brought this thing close to the **** bone, and the latter glowed red again, sucking it in without notice.

  Zhu Erniang's body was so huge that it would be easy to swallow the divine bone necklace, He Lingchuan didn't think it was a big deal at all.

  Now he understands that the demand for the sacred bone necklace is the demand for the generous pot.

  What does this artifact need a tree seed for?

  He Lingchuan didn't waste the remaining tree root fragments, and gave them all to the soul-hunting mirror.

   "Ah, ah, ah, ah!" The mirror let out a cry of joy.

   During the birthday celebration of King Baoshu, it once wished for a branch.

   I didn't expect the wish to come true so quickly, and the portion was doubled.

  The master gave too much!

   At the same time, a vigorous roar came from Baiyun Mountain.

  The sound was not earth-shattering, but it spread throughout the entire Fufeng City in an instant, shaking the spirits and blood of all living beings, and I felt very uncomfortable.

  Whether men, women, young or old, human beings or monsters, they immediately stopped their affairs and looked towards the north with trepidation.