Chapter 74 Guardian

The snow sculpture flaps its wings and breathes three feet. It was the next morning when the "overweight aura" flew out. Youyou sing lightly, full of strength, wings gently vibrating, rapid increase, and go straight to the "Wolf Juxu Mountain". The snow sculpture has been protected by the boundary. Rong Hui sat behind Bixia and saw the sunrise northeast. He sighed: "There are more and more cavalry here, and I don't know what's going on outside. If you don't go out, you will really be caught in the urn..."

"Cough-" Bixia interrupted in a low voice, frowned and said anly, "What are you talking about!"

Rong Hui laughed dumbly and quickly changed his words: "I mean Dongying's 'national sergeant'..." He asked: "Why do you think they broke into this 'stard space' desperately? Although this is a sacred mountain of grassland, it has been sealed long ago. No matter how confused the grassland people are, they will not put the tomb of the Khan under the seal of the Han army..."

"But no matter how reluctant the grassland people are, this 'unusable mountain' is also their ancestor. If you don't bury the real tomb, the crown tomb will always be buried!" Bixia stared at the sky and couldn't figure it out. She said tentatively, "The treasure in the sweaty tomb is enough to move people. But more than 7,000 flying arrows, plus 108 spirit beasts, are worth 1 million taels of gold. Isn't it too much to take so many lives?

"Maybe it was just an accident." Rong Hui also felt that the "national sergeant" would not be stupid in this kind of thing. He pondered about the past and slowly said, "I think he deliberately injured Liu Feixu and Tian Meng, so he was sure that we would use the 'seven-turn heart-protecting elixir', and it was even expected that we would hide in the grassland for seven days. After seven days, you will definitely escape. And grassland monks will naturally hurry up to pay. At that time, the mountain was empty. He happened to take people to break through the mountain and make a good move to move away from the mountain... But he didn't expect that a master of 'stepping on the sky' halfway would block us back. Otherwise, according to his plan, most of the knights can fish in troubled waters and retreat. And for such a large batch of ordnance, half of the deposit always has to be paid in advance, and they will not lose money.

Bixia listened and thought. Seeing Jinxia flying and the mountains far away, she also felt it made sense and nodded in agreement: "No matter how perfect the plan is, there are risks. What can make them take risks with military and state events must be extraordinary.

Rong Hui didn't know the other party's purpose and had no aim to go, but he had to go. Staring at the front, thinking for a moment, and discussing Bixia: "Guess, it will be the 'Great Khan' who has used armor, bows and arrows... It is said that the 'Great Khan' personally conquers the world, and the attack is invincible. I have learned about the blood clotting gun. I think he is covered, and it's not ordinary..."

Bixia felt that there was such a possibility and nodded in agreement: "Then the 'national scholar' has taken the road of 'double cultivation of the French style', and indeed needs a good set of clothes." He stroked his bangs and shook his head to deny it: "But if it's just a set of clothes, it's not worth taking such a risk... I think there must be something more useful for him."

The same is true of Rong Hui. If it is just a set of clothes, even if the knife and gun are invulnerable, it is not worth taking this risk. Wouldn't it be better to leave the invulnerable armor for future generations? My mind turns rapidly, meditates, and never has the essentials. With a sigh, he raised his head and suddenly saw the red snow leaning against Cang Mountain. He quickly reminded Bixia: "Be careful, we're here!"

The firebird gently warns, and the snow sculpture echoes with the sound, slowly slowing down. Rong Hui stood on his back and saw the gentleness of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, it was already a gentle slope. The dome round tent under the hillside was dotted with stars. It turned out to be a camp and shouted repeatedly: "Look!"

Bixia stood up and came behind Rong Hui. She saw the smoke on the camp and was stunned: "Why, is there really someone living in this ' mustard space'?"

"Maybe!" Rong Hui thought of where he came from and shook his head with a wry smile: "After all, for mortals, they can't get out of five miles in their lifetime. Hundreds of miles of mountains are enough for herding horses and herding sheep. They may think that they live on the "elong life" without dispute. But I don't know that generations have been a 'clothed tomb' guard. While talking, a group of wild horses turned out of the mountain. Whistling like a dragon, kicking and running, there is no dispute with the world.

Bixia frowned and sneered: "Where there are people, there are disputes. Under the whole world, there has never been a place without dispute with the world. In the air, he stared at it, shook his head slowly, and reminded in a low voice, "No, there is a problem here."

If God looks at people, he looks directly at the soul. Rong Hui condensed his investigation, although he did not find anything strange. After the toxins are excreted, the five senses are doubled, and now I only feel uncomfortable. Taking a deep breath and discussing Bixia, "Let's mind your own business and find the tenth stone tablet directly. It should be hidden in this mountain. As long as we find it, we can save the bear. After a slight weighing, he bowed his head and ordered the two birds: "Go straight up the mountain."

On a sunny day, Bixia did not believe that when the Han army sealed the "Wolf Residence Xu Mountain", she would let go of the spiritual eyes in the mountain. Seeing that the situation was not clear, he didn't want to make any branches. He nodded and agreed: "This mustard space is like a roof, a sealed stone tablet, like a pillar, and the main interface is the earth. The nine stone tablets are wonderful, but they can only be counted as small pillars on the side. Compared with the situation, only this mountain can be the top pillar. The firebird sings gently, leading the way and going straight to the top of the mountain.

The snow sculpture flaps its wings, five feet in one breath. For a moment, he flew out to the front of the mountain. Rong Hui sat on the back of the sculpture, saw that the camp had opened inside and outside, and ordered the snow sculpture to rise. The firebird hissed, did not rise but fell, and fell straight to the ground. The snow sculpture echoes with the sound and spreads its wings to follow.

Bixia sank her face and said, "It's a ban on flying!" The higher the air, the thinner the air. No matter how big the carved wings are, there is nowhere to work, and they can't take us straight up the mountain.

Yong Hui had a headache. Looking back, he saw that the mountains were like the sea and boundless, and he knew that he was high in the sky. He hummed: "It seems that only by breaking through this circle of curtains can I go up the mountain..." As the snow sculpture slipped, I saw that the grass was sparse. Without further ado, he jumped out. The snow sculpture's body was light, flapping its wings and flying, hovering dozens of feet high.

He fell to the south slope and suddenly heard the horn contending, like a sound of alarm. Hearing the sound of horses' hoofs, I saw a group of girls in white running out of the camp in front of them. Feather-crowned long shirt, riding a horse, decorated with a golden saddle. Wearing a half-armed brocade robe, Kess's shoulder, shaped like a court maid, no more than 300 people. Seeing the crowd rushing, he was stunned: "Which one is this singing!"

"Be careful!" Bixia stared at the people and whispered, "Do you still remember the Liupan Mountain World... They are the living dead guarding the mausoleum?" While talking, I saw the cavalry rushing forward, pointing to the sky with my left finger, and the spiritual wind rolled back ten feet, with red flames. His right hand raised lightly, like a general waving a flag, which was a "fire" move.

The flames are rushing, just like thousands of troops and horses roaring out. The gold and iron were sonorous, and the maids pulled out the golden saber and cut them down in a bright manner. Before the edge arrived, the knife came out first. The sound was like a thunderbolt. The fire rushed three feet and fell straight back.

When Rong Hui saw that the knight's momentum was blocked, he suddenly knew the opportunity. Ten fingers are empty and slowly lift them up. Bamboo has ten virtues, and the flowers are buried deep and "faced to the sky", which is called simple. This palm is taken from bamboo and does not contain power. With one palm pushed out, the aura within a hundred feet was dry and rolled out. It's like the Yellow River entering the sea, with mud and sand.

Red flame got a strong help, suddenly rose and repulsed back. Rong Hui contributed to the flames and then rushed out. The sound of "rumbling" on the gentle slope is like thunder. The air waves swept, and the knights were like mud. The momentum was restrained and the sharpness was sharply reduced.

Rong Hui was in the air, with his left hand imprinting and shouting: "Chen-" His right hand pressed it. The body method keeps popging out. Bixia's eyes were fast, and she turned into a white rainbow, followed without slowness at all.

At the reach of the mana, the knights stopped and each spewed out a mouthful of black blood. Be sure to move and continue to sprint. In the blink of an eye, the two of them just passed by. Flying to the ground, only listening to the sound of hoof resonance, a series of thunder and far away.

Rong Hui turned around and saw that the knights had run a hundred feet. He was relieved and resolutely decided: "Let's go to the top!" Seeing that there was a hillside behind the camp, he was full of strength and was about to escape, but he heard a sneer: "Those who break into my holy mountain will die." Before the words fell, the earth trembled.

The firebird crowed fiercely and escaped with the snow sculpture. Rong Hui saw the waves coming, but he was as if he were in the mud and couldn't help but be horrled. Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, he waved his left hand and slapped his right hand to "match the front". The aura was dry, and a red rainbow flew through the wind.

The flame is from red to purple, and the power is doubled. Flying a hundred feet, it explodes when blocked. The "rumbling" turns into a round of hot sun, and the light and heat are endless. Rong Hui sensed the future of the other party and his heart sank: "Why, is there such a master in this mountain?" Draw a circle with your right hand, and press forward with one palm.

The spiritual ring swings out, and the spirit shakes back, like a round of scorching sun. On the gentle slope, Bixia stepped aside, and Rong Hui walked sideways and shook ten feet. Avoiding the power, I saw a golden armored horse coming out of the flames.

The vest is brilliant, with colorful tassels, as strong as a rock. Immediately sat a golden armored girl, holding a two-foot wolf tooth in her hands, her eyes were as cold as ice, and her face was as heavy as water. He looked carefully and saw that although the female armored man was human, she was not human. He couldn't help but be shocked: "What is this!" A palm "faced to the sky" for a little temptation.

The aura within a hundred feet is stirring, turning into a rolling wave, straight rolling armor. Rong Hui walked with the waves and took another palm ten feet away. The purple rainbow flew, and the aura burned, turning into a wave of fire, directly hitting the golden armored knight.

Jiashi did not dodge, clenched the wolf's teeth with both hands and raised his hand to tart it. The end of the stick draws an arc, and the golden light shines like a collapse. The air vigorously shakes and the air trembles. The purple rainbow exploded everywhere. The wolf's teeth fell to the ground, the earth roared, and was smashed out of a ten-foot pit, shaped like a folding fan.

The golden armor trembles and shines brightly. The air waves swept back, and the sand flew away. Rong Hui was still ten feet away, and he only felt the wind blowing on his face, which was better than a razor scraping bones. Not astonished, he felt that his chest was sinking, his qi and blood were stagnant, and he quickly retreated. Condensing his strength, his body is like a rolling thunder, retreating a hundred feet. As soon as he recovered his breath, he saw the golden light shaking, and the golden armored knight chased him in front of him. The wolf's teeth are raised and they are about to be hammered down.

He was shocked and jumped out of his wits. He pulled out his waist and threw an axe and threw it out. I only heard the gold and iron hit each other and sent back a bang. Feeling that the oppression was slightly relieved, he raised his hand and waved it gently, pulled out the magic gun out of thin air, and stabbed it with condensation.

The golden iron roars, and the mace is slightly stagnant. The barrel of the gun trembled, and Rong Hui only felt a huge force coming, which was condensed and strong, and a blood fog still burst into his hand. My heart was numb, spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew away. But I heard someone say, "Li Zhenren, good marksmanship. Excuse me first!" At a glance, Jinghong saw a hundred feet away, and the "national scholar" rushed out of the oblique thorn and was rushing up the mountain with three disciples.