Lord of Puluo

Luo Zhengnan returned to the farmhouse and gathered everyone together.

Among the ten subordinates, three are traveling cultivators, one is a fourth-level officer, and two are three-level officers. They are all considered elites in Jiang Xiang's gang.

Luo Zhengnan took out a long spear and handed it to Chen Weiqin, the fourth-floor brigade practitioner: Old Chen, take your things and go directly to Lushui City to find the gang leader. If you are overtaken by the pursuers, don't be reluctant to fight and run away quickly. , as fast as you can.

Hall Master Luo, what should you do?

Luo Zhengnan said calmly: We will find a way to help you hold off the pursuers. This is a major matter for the gang. Even if we risk all our lives, we must get it done!

Hall Master Luo, everyone, please take care of yourself! Chen Weiqin took the spear, took two third-level traveling cultivators and set off immediately, flying out of the village.

Wan Jinxian was at the entrance of the village, still pretending to tell fortunes for others.

He saw three traveling cultivators leaving the village, and also saw the spear in Chen Weiqin's hand.

Although the spear was wrapped in oilcloth, judging from its outline, it was exactly the same as the spear Wan Jinxian saw in the fort.

More importantly, this spear carried a murderous aura, a chilling murderous aura, which reminded Wan Jinxian of the scene where Han Juncheng was nailed in front of the auxiliary building.

Wan Jinxian sent a fortune-telling guest to drive a nail into the heel of his shoe.

This nail was a magic weapon, made from the soul of an eighth-level traveling cultivator. After piercing the nail, Wan Jinxian almost became invisible and followed the three traveling cultivators into the mountain road.

Chen Weiqin was walking quickly on the mountain road when he suddenly felt a severe itching in his calves.

At first he could bear it, but after walking for more than ten miles, the itching became really painful. Chen Weiqin squatted on the ground, rolled up his trouser legs, and scratched.

Not only Chen Weiqin felt itchy, but the two third-level traveling monks also felt itchy. There were no bags or blisters on their legs. For some reason, it was so itchy that they had to peel off a layer of their own skin.

The three people scratched their calves until they were bleeding. Chen Weiqin realized that something was wrong and said to the other two traveling monks: Stop scratching and leave quickly!

The three of them endured the itch and took a few steps forward. Chen Weiqin suddenly felt his throat tightening and coughed repeatedly.

The coughs of the two third-level travel cultivators were even worse, and one of them coughed up blood.

This is sick.

Chen Weiqin panted for a long time, looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing black sunglasses and holding a blind bamboo, standing far away on the mountain road, smiling at them.

When did he come?

Why haven't you seen him before?

Is this to cut off the beard?

Why didn't you feel the danger?

How advanced is this person?

Chen Weiqin lowered his voice and said to the other two traveling monks: Stop fighting, run away when you get the chance!

Wan Jinxian heard Chen Weiqin's voice and laughed and said: Don't run away, you guys can't run away. In half an hour, you will be dead.

Chen Weiqin is an old man in the world, and the people selected by Luo Zhengnan are all useful and have the ability to respond to crises.

He knew that his physical condition was not good, and he tried to find an opportunity to escape: This friend, do we know each other?

Wan Jinxian shook his head and said, I don't know him.

Since you don't know each other, why did you harm us secretly?

I'd like to borrow something from you guys.

The blind male bamboo in my hand has been used for a long time, and the bamboo tips are split. I want to replace it with a new one.

I think you have a nice one on you. Can you give me a price and sell it to me?

Chen Weiqin put the spear behind his back and said to Wan Jinxian: Friend, you are mistaken, this is not a blind man bamboo.

We are dianguazi (barbaric entertainers) who travel around the world. We are the ones who eat, so we can’t give it to you.

Wan Jinxian frowned, then smiled and said: I have made my words clear, and you are still talking nonsense to me, trying to slow down the war? It's easy to say, just wait and see, I will still say the same thing, and there will be another half In a few hours, you will be dead.

While Wan Jinxian was talking, Chen Weiqin suddenly walked closer and stepped on Wan Chuan, splashing a large amount of gravel.

Wan Jinxian retreated quickly and dodged a piece of rubble.

This is the strength of traveling cultivators. As long as they find some openings, they have a chance to escape. Taking advantage of Wan Jinxian's dodge, Chen Weiqin took two traveling cultivators and ran forward.

Wan Jinxian followed behind him unhurriedly. He knew that the traveling cultivator could attack very quickly, and even though he could crush the three of them in terms of cultivation, he didn't want to take unnecessary risks.

Ten minutes later, the three of them stopped one after another. They could no longer run.

Wan Jinxian gave them one last chance: Three of you are side by side. I don't want to tie Liang Zi to death. Give me your things and I will treat your illness. If we meet another day, we will still be friends.

Chen Weiqin nodded and took off the spear from behind.

The two traveling cultivators looked on without saying anything.

Who in the world doesn’t live an ignoble life?

When things have reached this point, the gangster matter should be put aside for now, everyone wants to live.

Wan Jinxian smiled and said: Put the spear on the ground and leave. As long as you walk a hundred steps, your illness will naturally be cured.

Chen Weiqin obeyed, put the spear on the ground, took the two brigade cultivators and staggered away.

After walking more than a hundred steps, I felt that my physical condition was much better.

No coughing, no wheezing, no dizziness.

Chen Weiqin looked back at Wan Jinxian, who was still standing where he was.

He smiled at Chen Weiqin, his meaning was obvious.

If you are not convinced, you can come back and try again.

Chen Weiqin did not dare to provoke Wan Jinxian and continued to move forward with the two traveling cultivators.

As for how to explain the gang affairs, I will think about it later. If it doesn't work out, I won't go back to Jiangxiang Gang. With the cultivation of the three of them, they can find a meal elsewhere...

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted. Chen Weiqin's nose itched and he sneezed.

A sneeze came out, and saliva and snot flew everywhere.

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It is human nature to sneeze with eyes closed.

When Chen Weiqin opened his eyes, he found that it was still dark.

He also sprayed out two eyeballs.

The two traveling cultivators next to me were stunned.

They had never seen anything like this before in their lives when they sneezed out two eyeballs.

Chen Weiqin couldn't help but wailed as his eye sockets were in severe pain.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the next sneeze followed.

Anyone who sneezes often knows that sneezes often come in pairs.

This sneeze was stronger than before, and a ball of blood and then brain matter was sprayed out from the mouth, nose and two empty eye sockets.

Chen Weiqin staggered and fell to the ground, and he sneezed twice to death.

The other two traveling trainees didn't understand what was going on. They also felt their noses were itchy and quickly covered their mouths with both hands to prevent them from sneezing.

Stop holding it in, it's so uncomfortable, Wan Jinxian smiled, Sneeze comfortably and die more comfortably.

The eyes of the two traveling cultivators were blood-red and they were crying.

After a minute, the two couldn't bear it anymore and sneezed one after another.

The longer you hold in your sneeze, the stronger your strength becomes.

After sneezing, their skulls were shattered, and red and white things flew everywhere.

Wan Jinxian is always cautious in doing things, how could he survive?

Picking up the spear from the ground, Wan Jinxian felt the spirituality and murderous aura surging from the gun.

He used the blind male bamboo to send a message to He Jiaqing: Jia Qing, I got the thing.

He Jiaqing was overjoyed: Lao Wan, check it carefully and don't miss it.

It's not wrong. The gun body is 1.2 feet long and the tip is 7 inches. It's very murderous and full of spirituality. It's exactly the same as the one I saw at Iron Gate Castle.

How powerful is the spear? This is what He Jiaqing is most concerned about. Power is different from murderous aura and spirituality, and is the biggest characteristic of Zhao Xiaowan.

To talk about the power alone, it is indeed different from what we saw in Iron Gate Castle.

Wan Jinxian explained: The power has been reduced a lot. It should be blocked by Luo Zhengnan.

It doesn't matter, no matter what method he uses, I can find a way to resolve it! He Jiaqing praised, Lao Wan, this is a beautiful thing. Go back to other states quickly and don't let Jiang Xiang's gang get involved.

Wan Jinxian broke off the contact and waved his spear a few times. A foot of red tassel floated in the wind.

etc!

The spears seen in Iron Gate Fort did not seem to have red tassels.

Just added it?

Why add this thing?

Luo Zhengnan would not do such unnecessary things.

Wan Jinxian clutched the spear, feeling tense in his heart.

This spear may not be Zhao Xiaowan.

This may be a magic weapon or a spiritual object. Because the level is very high, it deceived me!

He guessed correctly.

In order to complete this errand, Luo Zhengnan spent a lot of money and bought two high-level spiritual objects.

A spiritual object is a spear. This spear is called Yunjiao. It is a relic of a famous general in ancient times. Because he killed too many people, he has a strong murderous intention. An ordinary weapon will be destroyed if it is bumped, but this is not the same as the power. Are not the same.

But why is this spear exactly the same as the spear Wan Jinxian saw in the fort?

Wan Jinxian took off the red tassel on the spear and discovered the break of the lizard skin.

He finally understood why Luo Zhengnan added red tassel to the gun.

This guy is so cunning!

The spear was covered with a layer of lizard skin.

This lizard skin is also a spiritual object.

Luo Zhengnan wrapped the fried tiger spear with lizard skin, and then wrapped the lizard skin around the Yunjiao spear. Within one day, the Yunjiao spear would become exactly the same as the exploded tiger spear. After one day, the lizard The skin falls off and the disguise disappears.

The explosion tiger spear looked exactly like Hong Ying, but Wan Jinxian was blinded by it.

When the lizard skin was pulled off, a completely different spear was revealed.

The spear in the Iron Gate Fort has a black body, but this spear is bright white.

Wan Jinxian dropped the spear on the ground and held his forehead.

be cheated.

Luo Zhengnan is really no ordinary person.

Luo Zhengnan would not hand over such an important thing to others easily, and I shouldn't be fooled by him either!

Wan Jinxian inserted the nail into his heel and hurriedly chased Luo Zhengnan. After walking for more than ten miles, he limp on his right foot and fell to the ground.

This is the cost of this nail. It not only pierces into the shoe, but also pierces into the flesh and devours the flesh and blood of the user.

In order to enter the Iron Gate Fort, Wan Jinxian used the magic weapon once. When he left the Iron Gate Fort, he used it again. To chase Chen Weiqin, he used it again. But when he tried to use it again this time, Wan Jinxian's feet could no longer hold up. .

It was useless to hold on, he had no idea where Luo Zhengnan would escape.

Luo Zhengnan didn't go to Green Water City. He didn't expect the palace guards in Green Water City to be able to protect this treasure.

He jumped into Peach Blossom Lake, lingered at the bottom of the lake for a long time, and then emerged from the lake along an unknown route.

The lake water is very cold, bitingly cold.

Luo Zhengnan sneezed twice and walked through the dark and endless wilderness for a day and a night.

There was a glimmer of light ahead, not sunlight or moonlight, but the ripples of the lake.

Another lake.

Luo Zhengnan jumped into the lake again. When he came out of the water, a bungalow appeared in front of him.

Bungalows in Huahu Park, Yuezhou City, Yuetong Province.

PS: After writing this chapter, Shala didn’t even dare to sneeze!

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