Chapter 81 Explore Shuanglongzhai

but said that the two hit the empty space and quickly turned around to chase:

But the person on the left began to turn around and suddenly fell down softly. A red and white crack opened between his chest and abdomen, and his liver and intestines came out and fell out. He was sticky and covered the ground, but he was cut with a sword on his abdomen.

The right person's left foot points forward, and his right foot reverses the trend. He forcibly stops the momentum. As soon as he returns and takes a step, he feels that his neck is stunned - what he sees in his eyes is still the scenery before turning around! He was cut half of his throat by Su Minghai's horizontal sword, but he suddenly turned around and revolted, and immediately broke his neckbone. The whole head folded backwards and pressed against the back, but the feet were still running!

Mr. and Mrs. Matthew were also a chivalrous thief. How fast they were. At this time, they flew left and right and surrounded eleven escaped guys with two people. The two old men have just educated Su Minghai, deliberately let him go through some cruel killings, catch up with them without killing them, and kick them back in the middle at will.

Su Minghai killed five people in an instant, his wrist shook, and a ball of sword flower jumped out. The blood on the blade of the sword fell, revealing a touch of autumn water. At a rapid speed, like a butterfly dancing in a brilliant azalea, it rushed into the chaotic crowd...

In the mountains in the west of Cangshan Mountain, there is a big lake, which is 56 miles around. It takes half a day to walk around a horse. It is said that there were two dragons swimming in the lake, so it is called Shuanglong Lake. However, the people nearby have not come here to worship the Dragon King for more than 200 years. Because 240 years ago, there was an additional village here - Shuanglong Village is located on an island in the lake, surrounded by water on all sides, empty, and the enemy is difficult to approach. Moreover, there is no shortage of water, and the villagers can fish and survive. Even the siege is also difficult, which can be said to be a dangerous place.

On the second day of April, a small fishing boat, with more than a dozen men, lined up a long water trail on the clear lake and rowed towards Shuanglong Village. The lake wind blew gently, mixed with a smell of scorching smell. Zhong Cheng sat carefully in the bow and looked at the silent island in the lake, feeling uneasy.

He is the little leader of the master's temple 40 miles away. Now he has five-level skills and is also a personal figure in the stockade. Eight days ago, thick smoke was found in the village. When several talkative people arrived, they found that Shuanglong Village had been burning for several days, and the fire was about to go out. They knew that it must be this left-near Haoqiang who had been robbed. The so-called Master's Temple is named after an old temple on the hill next to it. There are only 80 people, but near Shuanglongzhai, it is also a relatively strong family - there is such a big force in front of their house, and it is impossible for these small villages to develop at all.

Now that Shuanglongzhai has fallen, the Master Temple, as the 'leading boss' of the remaining forces, naturally falls in love with this dangerous place with food and clothing. But now it is the time of the wind and cranes. Guan Caixian, the owner of Dazhai, also has some women's unique caution. She was stunned and waited for eight days before he, a capable general, to bring people to inspect. If it goes well, it will be better to make some preparatory work in advance.

There was silence around, only the sound of the oars rowing the lake. With a sound, the hazy people panicked. What I want to go up is the territory of one of the five famous forces in Cangshan. These people are very nervous and keep swallowing in their throats.

“Ga——”

A strange cry suddenly came from the island! Zhong Cheng looked up:

"Cax!"

On the distant island, there was a rumble of black clouds.

Zhong Cheng was suddenly shocked, and his men behind him jumped almost at the same time, and the sound of rowing immediately stopped.

"Wow!"

With a mouthful of saliva in the lake, Zhong Cheng finally saw what this dark cloud was and cursed in a low voice:

"Fuck! It's a crow! Keep rowing for me!"

But there is a thick haze in my heart - how many crows will die!

The smell of burning in his nose became stronger and stronger. The boat finally came to the shore. Zhong Cheng jumped up, took over the cable thrown by his hand, and looked for a semi-dead and semi-green miscellaneous tree system. Looking up, my eyes are full of scars...

Shuanglongzhai is built on the island, and there is naturally a dock. Obviously, in order to prevent the enemy, both sides are still empty, but some miscellaneous trees are still inevitable. But now, almost half of the miscellaneous trees have gone on fire, and there is a black, yellow and yellow scene in front of them, but the ground is clean, and there is nothing left by the sundryers who run for their lives...

But this is still good. At this time, the miscellaneous trees have withered and burned, and the wall in the distance is vivid. The whole village has been burned into a piece of black charcoal, and the wall of the village has been half decadent. One of the two villages has fallen to the ground, leaving one-third of it burned, and the other is tilted with a big hole in the edge. The houses inside are faintly visible, and the roofs have been lost. Many even the walls have collapsed, and the broken walls are everywhere. It's not that people died all of a sudden, and none of them ran out - Zhong Cheng felt more and more strange in his heart.

These eleven people did not dare to separate, looked at each other, integrated the battle array, and slowly advanced. After walking for more than 20 feet, I felt a stench coming from the roadside. Everyone knew that this was the smell of rotting corpses. Although they were annoyed, their responsibilities were on their shoulders and they had to walk over to watch - in the ditch by the roadside, there were no more than two bodies. At this time, the day was already warm, and the stomachs of the two corpses were full of water and bulging, revealing a flash of light in the seams of their clothes. His face was even more puffy as if he had applied half a layer of oil paint, and one hand raised his face to the sky. When he walked over, there were light and shadows on his oily skin, reflecting a clear figure.

Zhong Cheng covered his nose and took a wooden stick to turn over the body with disgust. As soon as he moved, he punctured a small hole and spewed out a yellow, green body water. Under the body, tens of thousands of omnivorous small crabs crawled out and dispersed. Suddenly, a layer of explosive black squirmed at the bottom of the ditches around three or four feet.

Eight of the ten men couldn't stand such a scene and turned around and vomited. Half of the digested food tasted, and the remaining two couldn't stand it. They ran to one side and vomited. Zhong Cheng frowned even more tangled, resisted the nausea, turned over the body and saw the wound clearly. He threw the wooden stick casually, waved his hand slightly, and took people out more than ten steps. The stench gradually faded, and Fang began to say:

"It's a sword! Both of them were swords in their hearts, and the wound was not an inch wide, just cutting the heart for three or four minutes... When they drew the sword, they couldn't even bleed outside the wound... Er... And the direction of the blade was positive and opposite, which should be an instant... Er... At the same time, they were struck by the sword. I have never seen such a fast and refined... er..."

He said such a paragraph and got nausea several times in the middle. After holding back this, a stream of sour water suddenly appeared in his heart, and he couldn't help spitting out for a long time. Fang Shi continued:

"This man's swordsmanship, ten*, must be Su 16!"