Projection of the Heavens

The sun slanted westward, and a red glow appeared in the distant horizon.

The road paved with bluestone suddenly widened, and the originally more than ten feet wide path suddenly flowed into a river like a small stream, and merged into the official road that was five or six feet wide.

At this time, Gu Shaoshang could only slow down.

Da da!

"Drive! Drive!"

"Hurry up! Don't miss the delivery time!"

"Hey! The shipment has been delivered, the third master invites Chunyuelou..."

"Hey-hey......."

Sometimes warriors march in groups of three or five, and there are also small convoys that stretch for more than ten meters and are loaded with goods.

For a while, the voices of the people rose up.

Crash! Whoa!

At this time, a group of knights wearing jujube red scale armor came riding on tall horses, behind them were pulling four thick chains, which were tied with a sturdy, middle-aged man with fierce aura and fierce eyes. Limbs!

All around, whether it was a convoy of merchants or a single warrior, they all dodged, obviously recognizing the origin of this team of knights.

"Fuck! Be honest!"

The young man in red armor who rode after the last one, pulled the chain fiercely, and cursed!

The thick iron chain on Ruo'er's arm was taut when he pulled it, obviously with amazing strength!

"Humph!"

The middle-aged gangster's face was full of flesh, and his eyes that could not be covered by his loose hair leaked a fierce light.

The arm tensed suddenly, the muscles on the arm coiled like an anaconda snake, and it was pulled fiercely!

"Sigh!"

The red-armored knight never thought that he would actually resist. Unprepared, the whole person was pulled back, and the horses under his crotch stood up!

"Zhang Heizi! What do you want to do!"

Seeing that the red-armored knight was about to be pulled off his horse, the one who was riding in the middle faced an ordinary middle-aged knight.

Collapse!

The thick iron chain made a loud noise, and the middle-aged gangster Zhang Heizi's expression changed. He was crushed to the ground by the force of the iron chain, and was pulled up by the frightened young knight. A clear trace was drawn on the slate!

"Aah!"

The middle-aged gangster was so full of blue veins that he spread his fingers apart and clung to the ground, pulling the horse!

"Wendley! You **** humiliate me! I, Zhang Heizi and you, will never die! Ah!"

He raised his head abruptly, his face was dusty, and his beard and hair were all roaring wildly!

"Heh! You are also worthy of being with Wen!" The middle-aged knight who was so ordinary that he couldn't even recognize him in the crowd sneered, glared at the young knight who was sitting on the horse and didn't dare to say a word, moved his body and turned his horse around.

"Dare to resist again! Kill on the spot!"

He gave a cold order not to look at Zhang Heizi again.

Zhang Heizi was trembling with anger, and he didn't dare to speak, but his eyes looked at Wendelai's back as if he could breathe fire.

"Yes!" All the knights responded in unison.

"Humph! Drive!" The young knight who lost the big ugly looked at Zhang Heizi angrily, pulled the chain in his hand, and followed with his legs.

"Huh? A master?"

Suddenly, Wendelai's body paused, his hand touched the hand axe at his waist, and he looked back as if aware of it.

On the side of the road more than ten meters away, on the trunk of a big tree surrounded by several people, a handsome young man in sackcloth with a long knife on his waist was smiling and looking at himself.

In Wendelai's induction, there was an indescribable sense of danger in this young man. Just looking at him, there was a sense of crisis on his back.

"It's probably my illusion!"

Wendelai let go of the hand axe at his waist and urged the horse to move forward.

......

"It's actually the head catcher of Mingshan City, the flying axe Wendelai! He is said to be a master of the blood gas oven!"

"Zhang Heizi... Hey! It's not over yet!"

"That's the six ant thieves! There are also masters who have established their lives, and this time there is a good show!"

When the group of people walked away, the pedestrians in twos and threes discussed a few words.

"It's different when you come out! You'll see a master in no time! At least it's Qi Gang's level!"

Gu Shaoshang was on the side of the road, leaning against the tree.

In his opinion, the middle-aged man named Wendelai just now was able to find out that he was prying.

The remaining dozen or so knights are at least masters of the four levels of foundation building, and there are basically no warriors who ride on the road below the four levels!

That Zhang Heizi even got seven or eight points out of the blood exchange, and he was only one step away from establishing his life!

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Gu Shaoshang shook his head, followed the caravan and walked slowly.

Before dark, I saw Mingshan Castle.

At this time, the night had just come, and under the gloomy sky, the huge city of Mingshan came into Gu Shaoshang's eyes. He could see the city wall five or six feet high, and a small moat. On the river at this time, there was a huge There are still people coming and going on the suspension bridge.

After paying the entry fee of two coins, Gu Shaoshang stepped into Mingshan City for the second time, and walked through the city cave. The characters are lined up, although it is night, it is also full of people and lively!

It was the first time for Gu Shaoshang to see such a night scene, and he was also interested. With the flow of people, he turned aimlessly.

"Huh? Where is it?"

Gu Shaoshang stopped in front of a small two-story building. This small building occupies a small area, but it is elegant and delicate, surrounded by the fragrance of herbs.

"Hundred Herbs Hall!"

Gu Shaoshang couldn't help but see a scene in front of his eyes. The self who had just crossed over was frail and sick because of premature birth. A tuberculosis man dragged the sick and hugged his young self, walked all night in the heavy rain, kneeled in the mud, and screamed. Let the doctor treat yourself.

"Heh!" Gu Shaoshang stood silently for a while, let out a breath, glanced at the Hundred Herbs Hall, and turned to look for the inn.

.........

Randomly found a small inn, Gu Shaoshang asked for more than ten kilograms of meat, and entered the room under the surprised eyes of the diners.

Phew!

Gu Shaoshang put down the food tray in his hand and couldn't help but feel a little speechless about his food intake.

"It seems that the issue of food should be brought into the daily life!"

Poor people are rich in martial arts, and the practice of martial arts is very resource-intensive. It is a problem for a person to even eat, and how much time does he have to practice martial arts. One can imagine the progress of martial arts.

Martial arts cultivation in the vast continent is one of the best among them. Without a lot of resources and time, it is difficult to achieve great achievements. If it is not for the thaumaturgy such as the Yuan Python swallowing stars created by the ancient strange people, the number of martial artists who want to come to life will be spread all over the world. Much lower than that. However, even in this case, the problem of resources cannot be ignored, but generally, this problem only occurs when the cultivation base is above Qi Zong. Gu Shaoshang is a special case~www.readwn.com~ because his current physique has already It surpassed the life-defining warriors and approached the Qi Zong powerhouses!

The meat food just eaten has been digested under the operation of Gu Shaoshang's perverted Yuan Python swallowing stars!

"Yangshen's Longya Rice? Eternal Essence Pill? Or..."

There should not be too many cultivation resources in the heavens and the world, but also because there are too many choices, Gu Shaoshang can't help but fall into contemplation.

........

Under the darkness of Mingshan City, the prosperity gradually faded away, and the whole city gradually fell asleep in the darkness, with only scattered lights shining.

Huhu!

In Mingshan City in the dark, a few sneaky figures came out from the surrounding alleys and gathered in a corner.

"Boss! Do you really want to do this? If the Yanwu Hall is disturbed, we will all die!" One of the figures, like a dwarf winter melon, spoke up. The slender middle-aged man like a bamboo pole said.

"Yanwutang! Humph! How could that group of bosses be dispatched just because of a mere arrest!"

A burly young man with a black copper hammer glared at the chunky middle-aged man and said disdainfully.

"Wendley wants to kill us! It's not that simple! In just half a year, he has already killed the third and fourth, and captured the second! If he doesn't do anything, he will kill him!"

The middle-aged hemp stick called the boss gritted his teeth and clenched a long knife in his hand.

"According to his habit, he will definitely be in prison today! Lao Tzu took the opportunity to kill his whole family! Then he escaped into Xuanying Mountain and see what he can do to Wendelai!"

He gave a cold smile and stared at the other two present.

"Get ready, start early in the morning!"

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