Chapter 30 Painting the halberd and carving the daytime cold

It has been three days since I was worshipped by the moon. The autumn wind roared, the sunset melted, and the sky was golden.

Ruo Sang, the god of the moon, was about 40 years old. His face was cold, dressed in white clothes, embroidered with gold-plated runes, which was strange and mysterious.

The moment he saw Ruo Sang, there was a trace of consterion in Han Xing's eyes that was not easily detected, and then Han Xing maintained a calm look.

"Mu Hanxing, we meet again. I really didn't expect that a small intruder released by the moon worship would have such a ability! The famous young general scared away a group of incompetent people with a sword... Awesome..."

Ruo Sang stared at the cold star and laughed.

Cold star's cold eyes:

"There is mercy from God! However, the lord naturally didn't go abroad just because he wanted to find the insignificant intruder, the cold star.

Ruo Sang laughed loudly again.

"The deputy commander of Huangzhou Yijiajun is really different. If it were you, I wouldn't bother to move. Thousands of miles of sand... The magic doctor on your horse's horse is beautiful and talented. How about putting her on my horse and I'll let you go..."

Ruo Sang's words were frivolous, and Ling Xiao's face was full of anger.

"If you want to take Dr. Huo away, please knock me down first... Han Xing can't tolerate anyone to hurt Dr. Huo..."

Life and death are big, but the cold stars speak lightly.

Ling Xiao sighed slightly in his heart.

"Do you think you can beat tens of millions? Or, can you defeat the tens of millions of poisons given by Miaojiang Moon God, witchcraft?

The witchcraft in Miaojiang is not an ordinary medicine. They are all strange and mysterious, full of death and cruelty. Although Ling Xiao rarely comes into contact with witchcraft, these are also known.

"Do you know that I can't win?"

The cold star said much, and the long sword stabbed straight to Ruo Sang.

Shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first.

A sword breaking the wind, as fast as a meteor, as fierce as lightning, came straight to Ruo Sang, with a sound of sharp blade handover.

"Look for death!"

Ruo Sang scolded angrily.

The strongest sect outside the Central Plains, how can the martial arts of moon worship be small? Ruosang and the cold star staggered and stood together.

The cold star sword spirit is decent, fast and fierce, but Ruo Sang's swordsmanship is weird, and the sword light is green, which is highly poisonous.

When the two were fighting, suddenly there was a shout from Ling Xiao.

With a slight sideways look, Ling Xiao stood together with the Miao people.

Ling Xiao is just a rough martial arts skill. In the face of so many opponents, it is impossible to protect himself. Soon, he left and right and panicked. The cold star retreated in the direction of Lingxiao while fighting, and gradually included Lingxiao within the scope of his protection. However, Ruo Sang is getting tighter and tighter.

He skillfully pulled a sword flower and shook a move. The long sword stabbed Ruo Sang's hand holding the sword. Ruo Sang returned the sword, and the cold star's sword had reached his chest. There was no time to dodge, and the sword went straight into Ruo Sang's shoulder. However, Ruo Sang has been on the battlefield for a long time. At the moment when Han Xing bullied him, he suddenly retreated, and blood spewed out like an injection, and he had jumped to the back of the battle.

Ruo Sang raised his hand, and many Miao men came up together. However, these people are not holding swords, but dust. The dust in the hand of the Miao man gently shook away from the cold star. In the air, the fragrance is scattered. The cold star vaguely felt bad and turned around to warn Ling Xiao loudly: "Fireworks..."

However, it was too late. When Ling Xiao heard the warning of the cold star, he had been fascinated by a gust of fragrance. The cold star tried to hold his breath, but he just persisted for a moment and finally collapsed to the ground.

The cold star and Ling Xiao woke up and found that they were lying on the wet ground. Surrounded by stone walls, there are dozens of torches erected on the stone wall, illuminating the room with bright lights. I also faintly heard the sound of ticking water in my ear. I thought it was underground.

Four are disciples of the moon worship in Miao people's clothing. There is a high platform in the center of the stone room, and a bright moon is carved on the stone wall above the high platform. This is the totem of the moon worship. Most of the ministries in Miaojiang are worship, especially the tribes that believe in moon worship. Moon worship is also the belief of various sects outside Serbia, so it is particularly powerful.

In the middle of the stone platform, a man dressed in white stood with his waist, and his left shoulder was wrapped in white cloth and oozed with blood stains. Next to her is a woman sitting in a wheelchair. The woman's black veil looks at her face. The woman's clothes and headdresses are extremely complicated, and it can be seen that her status is extraordinary.

Feering in horror, Huo Lingxiao suddenly jumped into Mu Hanxing's arms. Mu Hanxing also looked alert and looked around cautiously.

"Doctor Huo, General Mu, dragons and phoenixes among the people of Menghua Dynasty... No one can get close to me within one step, and it's not easy for you to hurt me..."

Ruo Sang laughed, and there was a trace of viciousness in his eyes. He pushed the woman down the high platform and bent down and asked the woman gently, "Look, this woman is a magic doctor. Are you happy to get the blood epileidula that can cure your disease?"

The woman nodded, with a pair of phoenix eyes, with complex eyes, so unfathomable. She didn't say a word, which was mysterious and weird.

How's it going? Tianshan is right in front of us. Let's put General Mu here and let us escort Dr. Huo to find the elixir..."

Ruo Sang's voice is very rough.

Huo Lingxiao hid in Hanxing's arms and didn't say anything. After all, his body trembled slightly.

Ruo Sang's body came to Ling Xiao, with a fierce smile on his face.

Mu Hanxing put Huo Lingxiao behind him and suddenly took action against Ruosang, but when he exerted his strength, his internal organs were as painful as being hit, and then he felt that he had lost all his internal strength. His wrist was held in Ruosang's hand and fell hard on the stone wall.

The body seemed to have broken pain, and Han Xing spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Ruo Sang bullied to Huo Lingxiao:

"Doctor Huo, you won't refuse..."

Huo Lingxiao sat on the ground and retreated step by step.

"Don't touch him!"

Without the severe pain, Han Xing stood up and opened Ruo Sang's hand.

"Ha ha, General Mu is a young hero, and he is indeed a little tough. With the 10% discount of Miaojiang, you can still stand up..."

There was a trace of fear in the cold star's eyes, but it passed away in an instant.

The man wants to push away the cold star again to pull Huo Lingxiao.

Han Xing slapped Ruo Sang's head without hesitation. Ruo Sang was unprepared and flashed in panic. His palm only hit his chest, but Ruo Sang took three steps back, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and slowly stood up, and his eyes were full of anger.

It is a highly poisonous medicine in Miaojiang. The drug is made from hundreds of rare herbs, which smells fragrant and disperses with the wind. No matter how high the martial arts are, if you inhale a little poison, you will be poisoned immediately. The poisoned person was initially in a coma. After waking up, he lost his martial arts skills and was weak, and could not even walk. With a little force, he would have a heartache.

However, after Mu Hanxing was hit again, he was able to exert force one after another and seriously injured himself. Ruo Sang couldn't help burning with anger.

Ruo Sang fiercely attacked Han Xing. Han Xing slightly avoided kicking his chest, but did not avoid kicking his feet on his legs one after another.

Ruo Sang's foot hit Han Xing's leg, and Han Xing fell to the ground. Ruosang did not let him go, and then kicked Han Xing's chest, which was kicked and hit the stone wall again.

It is highly poisonous, and the liver and intestines are broken. Under Ruo Sang's fierce offensive, Han Xing has no power to fight back.

Ruo Sang flew to catch the weakly slippery cold star's body and kicked his body fiercely. The cold star coughed and curled up on the ground.

For a long time, Ruo Sang stopped.

The cold star is dressed in white, full of dust and blood. The hair is scattered and stained with blood. The cold star leaned to the ground and climbed up with difficulty

Rusang's rude hair:

How's it going? The 30% off poison is still useful... Do you want to try it again? It's not good to have a broken liver and intestines!"

Han Xing closed his eyes in pain, frowned and said no words.

Another slap, slapped the cold star in the face. Han Xing made a trace of blood marks on the corners of his mouth, and the obvious five fingerprints on his face were exaggeratedly swollen.

"What, are you finally honest now?"

Ruo Sang fiercely held Han Xing's hair and asked coldly.

Han Xing closed his eyes and said nothing, but his frown and trembled slightly could see the severe pain he had suffered.

"Master," a disciple came to inform: "The messenger of the Lord of the New Year Church has arrived..."

Ruo Sang nodded and threw the cold star to the ground heavily.

"Holy daughter, I will teach you here..."

The woman nodded.

Ling Xiao's eyes were full of fear and climbed to the side of the cold star.

Just now, the wind god was like jade, like the son of heaven, and in an instant, he was covered with blood.

"Brother Mu..."

Ling Xiao burst into tears and wiped the blood stains from the corners of Han Xing's mouth.

Han Xing opened his eyes and struggled to squeeze out a smile, and his voice trembled slightly:

"Don't cry, silly girl, I'm fine. The magic doctor can't be so weak that people can see jokes..."

"Doctor, have you made up your mind? Is it okay to accompany us to Tianshan..."

The woman's cold voice. It is different from Ruo Sang's southern accent. The woman's voice is also a Central Plains accent.

Huo Lingxiao leaned against Han Xing, with helplessness, fear and pity in his eyes.

Han Xing held Ling Xiao's hand, and his encouraging eyes calmed Ling Xiao down.

"Of course I don't want to. You caught us here, hurt my friend, and now you ask me hypocritically. What's the point?"

The woman in the wheelchair suddenly took action and threw her hand on Ling Xiao's face. Han Xing quickly took action, grabbed the woman's hand, and exerted a little force, as if there were tens of millions of knives to delay his body. Han Xing was in pain and had no choice but to let go of his hand. Even his body trembled slightly, but his eyes were still sharp.

"Who the hell are you? If it's okay for us to get Xueyoutan, even if we promise you, why do you have to bully her as a weak woman?

"Ha ha, ha..." The woman's series of cold laughs: "I'm willing to bully her, so I'm so distressed, isn't it? Why are you in a hurry to know who I am?"