Chapter 145 The Danger of Xuanlongtan

While everyone else was busy arranging and preparing food, Wang Wujian found a shady place alone to sit down and take a nap due to his mobility difficulties, but the faint voice came to his ears.

"Why is it that my father will stop to rest when he is about to arrive?" Qian Jiabu's voice came from the back of the carriage.

Wang Wujian quickly climbed up and walked around to the side of a car next to him and closed his eyes to listen.

"Are you questioning me?" Qian Qian said in a low voice.

"I dare not, but I don't understand..."

"You know, there must be no less than a hundred people in Xuanlongtan. Now we are sleepy and tired, and we also make wedding clothes for others."

"Aren't you also making wedding clothes for others now?" Qian Jia said unconvincedly.

"Bullshit, I've been around for a hundred years, don't you want to turn over? My Qian family has endured humiliation for several generations. Which one doesn't want to be self-reliant? But if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan. At present, all the heroes are coming, and there is a fierce fight. If you want to laugh to the end, it depends not only on force but also on the brain. Qian Qian said angrily.

"So, what about those mountain thieves?"

"Hmm, I have my own opinion on this. Just keep an eye on those little children, especially Wang Wujian. It is expected that his Wang family also has masters to come. You must not take it lightly and let him leave the palm of our hands!" Qian Qian clenched his fist, and the sound of his bones was even louder than that of speech.

Wang Wujian was shocked. It seemed that his idea was right. This old man really didn't intend to let him go. At the same time, he is more and more curious about who is the master behind the money house? The Qian family alone has such a foundation. Presumably, the behind-the-scenes black hand is even more powerful and incredible. Especially the Danmu cage seen in the Qian's house. If you want to collect so many Danmu gold and stones, it is definitely not something that an ordinary family can do. Wang Wujian sighed. Even the Wang family may not be able to take out so many wood and gold stones. Is the boss of the Qian family? A family stronger than the Wang family?

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This meal is relatively sumptuous, with two horse meat and a few barrels of good wine to enjoy. This makes Wang Wujian feel like a death row prisoner. It is said that the prisoner's last meal is the most sumptuous, and he can reach Xuanlongtan before tonight. Once he enters the boundary of Xuanlongtan, it means stepping into the ghost gate - bloody centipede, ancient spirit beast...

"If only I could know the background of the Qian family!" Wang Wujian thought that if that could provoke the up-and-down chaos, there would be more chances to win. Of course, he hoped to meet the clan in Xuanlongtan, especially the martial arts technician Wang Gui, and looked forward to his majesty when he used his ferocious gun.

A few piles of bonfires divided sixty or seventy people into several groups. Wang Wujian and others sat together, and the atmosphere was relatively dull, because only Fang Xiaomei was active; on the other hand, Qian Qian and others and several mountain thieves gathered in a large group, eating and drinking, feeling like brothers.

While eating, Fang Xiaomei suddenly came over with a smile and asked in a low voice, "There will be a few hours of rest. Would you like to escape with me?"

Wang Wujian raised his eyebrows amusedly. He felt that he was in the mouth of a tiger, but he was sure to protect himself, and he never thought of running away. Even if he escaped, he would get the antidote of yin and yang pills and protect the lives of the other five companions.

"Where are you going to escape?" Wang Wujian couldn't help but be curious and tried to ask.

"Xuanlongtan!" Fang Xiaomei said with a smile.

Wang Wujian glanced at her and said, "Cut, you'd better go first!"

After a few bites in a hurry, Yu Chiyan and others looked for a place to rest. The wide leather coat was produced in Tuao Town. It is the equipment used by locals to prevent wind and sand when going out. Not only is the leather surface not easy to wear, but also the width is equivalent to a bed of bedding, which is enough for people to sleep anywhere.

Although Qian Qian is old, he is energetic. In addition, he is distracted and is the most eager. He urges everyone to dress up and go on the road before noon.

After all, it is the northern region. Before noon, the sun is bright and extremely sultry. Compared with the cold at night, it can be said to wear leather jackets early and sand at noon. This kind of heat is simply unbearable, and they hide in the carriage to escape the summer heat.

However, Wang Wujian and Fang Xiaomei were not afraid of the sun. They did it together on the back of the brain-eating spider, but it was not that Fang Xiaomei wanted to pull Wang Wujian, but that Wang Wujian asked Fang Xiaomei to take him first regardless of other people's jealousy.

"Are you still in a hurry to break into the dragon gate of hell?" Fang Xiaomei pouted her cherry little mouth, and she raised her thin eyebrows and said unwillingly. All the girl was afraid of being tanned, not to mention a delicate girl like her.

"That's not true. There is no hell dragon gate at all. Forget it. You won't believe it even if I tell you. You'll know it soon." Wang Wujian replied.

"Huh! It's all your fault. I was tanned by the sun. Fang Xiaomei said angrily, patted the body of the brain-eating spider while talking, and then whispered a few secret words that Wang Wujian could not understand, but he expected that it must be a spell for communicating with the brain-eating spider, just like the spell used to communicate with lizards in the family.

The brain-eating spider shook its head and spit out a thin and invisible spider silk. The two front claws and tentacles danced alternately. In the blink of an eye, an impenetrable net appeared between its two claws. Then, it then took its limb as an axis and flew up the net out of thin air and put it over its back, just covering the light of the two. The "clouds" that can shade the sun better than the clouds follow the two people's heads like shadows, making the martial arts spirit riding on horseback or monster envy.

Qian Qian sat solemnly on his ring-eyed beast. Although he watched Wang Wujian gradually disappear in his eyes, he did not order to chase. On the one's, it was futile to chase, and on the other, there were yin and yang pills as invisible bondage, and he did not dare to play tricks. Of course, this coincides with Wang Wujian's small abacus...

"If you want to get the remnants, we need to arrive as soon as possible, get to bed early, and take a roundabout physical strength." Wang Wujian urged.

"Uh-huh!" Fang Xiaomei chanted a spell, and the brain-eating spider was greatly refreshed. It shuttled on the ground like the wind. The scenery on both sides flashed on the eyes, and all the physical objects turned into vague phantoms, retreating to both sides at a shocking speed.

The hazy mountain group is becoming clearer and clearer. Although it is a blue sky and a white day, the mountain finch is black, as if it is soaked in the poison of the bloody centipede, and there is no scene of spring and summer vitality.

A huge oval stone tablet is separated from the middle of the avenue. Although the brain-eating spider flies by, Wang Wujian still sees three words deeply depicted on the monument: Xuanlongtan.

However, although he saw the three words on the front of the monument, he did not find that there were two more strange lines of two lines of red ancient seal on the back: the bloody centipede, the ancient fierce beast, mortals should not be close, and they will die.

Seeing the goal, the brain-eating spider is getting faster and faster, breaking through the air along the ground like a sharp sword. Looking down from the sky, it is like a red dagger, straight into the Xuanlong Pool, bringing two winds along the way, and the airflow rolls with the strange dark red shadow.

Sum, the brain-eating spider stopped in front of the mountain.

There are two mountains in front of us. The mountains stretch 8,000 meters from east to west and are thousands of kilometers high, blocking most of the scenery in the north. It seems to be the two gates in front of the boundary.

Looking forward along the 100-meter-wide canyon left between the two mountains, the mountains are less than 100 meters away. Compared with these two thousand-meter mountains, they are at most small mounds.

It is also the magic axe of nature. There is such a canyon more than 100 meters apart between the two mountains, which can block the scorching sun during the day and resist the wind and sand at night. After watching carefully, many people have gathered in the canyon.

"Let's go, go in!" Wang Wujian looked at it for a moment and whispered solemnly that this place with few people will become a treasure that determines his life and death. Of course, it will definitely become a burial place for many people.

Under the impulse of Fang Xiaomei, the brain-eating spider moved its eight claws quickly, across the gully hills, like walking flat, and rushed into the valley in the blink of an eye.

What came into view was a huge one-eyed dragon, which lay lazily in the middle of the canyon and occupied almost half of the canyon. Seeing the brain-eating spider with its teeth and claws was not angry or give in, and its head was tightly attached to the relatively cool ground.

Wang Wujian was shocked. Which master went out and rode on such a heavy giant?

Before this side was condensed, suddenly a strange bird swooped down from the mountain and went straight to the Wang Wu sword sitting on. The big bird was the size of an adult tiger and looked like an eagle, but there was a strange dark gold on its claws, and its wings fluttered. The speed of flying could be called lightning landing. The air behind the ribs was obviously able to Distinguish the airflow that has been rolled up.

Fighting is the nature of most creatures, especially these self-righteous monsters. They meet each other and can't wait to meet each other immediately and distinguish between high and low.

The brain-eating spider, which had been eager to try for a long time, suddenly spit out two spider silks to wrap around the strange bird, and then pulled the hatred on the ground with two front paws, kicked the ground with its hind limbs, jumped up and pressed on its body.

By breath, Wang Wujian can conclude that it is an intermediate alien bird, but it looks so vulnerable in front of the brain-eating spider, and one round is on the edge of life and death.

The brain-eating spider made a strange cry, like a demonstration. I don't know when the poison net sealed the strange bird on the ground so that it could not move. When it opened its mouth and bit it, a purple hidden weapon suddenly flew over. Fang Xiaomei's eyes were fast and quickly split a sword to pick up the hidden weapon.

A spark the size of a fist gradually flew from the collision. Fang Xiaomei snorted, and the hand holding the sword was in pain, and his arm was slightly numb. It can be concluded that the person who released the hidden weapon did not do his best. He just wanted to stop the brain-eating spider from swallowing the strange bird.

"I'm sorry, my bird always likes to joke." An elder walked over slowly and said, Wang Wujian looked at him casually. He was only 1.6 meters tall, thin, kind, plain clothes, and a mysterious smile on his face, but it was certain that he was not malicious.