Chapter 338 Who Dropped the Bag
Mian Xilong gently spread his spiritual wings and flew first. In order to prevent Wang Wujian from receiving a surprise attack from other martial arts at the most critical moment, he threw out two brown dragon silks from the air to enveen Wang Wujian and Fang Xiaomei. He hugged them in his arms, suddenly turned around and swooped down in the other direction.
It was also at the moment when Mian Xilong pulled fiercely, Wang Wujian was like a fortress of persistence and could no longer persist. His mind buzzed, and he was shrouded in darkness and completely unconscious.
In the haze, he heard a fierce fight. In the process, there were also hissing screams and howls, and he could distinguish the movements of several spirit beasts from the sound.
I don't know how long this riot lasted. The ground finally stopped shaking, and the cyclone generated by the soul explosion no longer swept over the top of the head.
Although the fight stopped, it began a fierce war of words. Judging from the voice, these angry quarrels included middle-aged men and old men, domineering victors, and losers who lost their martial souls and had a hard time breathing.
The words that Wang Wujian heard the most were "remnant picture", "that boy" and so on. He really wanted to open his eyes and look at the angry faces of those people, but his eyelids seemed to be smeared with a layer of copper and steel juice, and he couldn't open them.
However, what excited him was that in the noise of your words, he repeatedly heard Wang Gui's angry and unwavering voice. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
A smile appeared on Wang Wujian's face. Under the control of weak thoughts, the undead quickly began to transform, and soon woke up the numb nerves. � ���
He opened his eyes with difficulty and lay on a fluffy messy leaf, surrounded by a fund protection aperture. From its familiar breath, it can be concluded that this aperture was left by Wang Gui. Lying on this grassy mat is not more comfortable than **, but it is much more comfortable than on a hot boulder.
Wang Wujian struggled to do it, and accidentally found that there were silver candles and earth snakes as shields not far in front of him, and there was Wang Gui's tall and powerful figure in front of him, and many martial arts were standing on his side.
After a simple exploration, he found that he was not serious except for his weakness, and he was a little relieved. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Wang Wujian patrolled left and right, trying to see Fang Xiaomei's figure. Unfortunately, he couldn't see it as far as he could see. Looking back on the last time he blinked, he was still dependent on each other, but now he disappeared, and his heart suddenly felt a lot empty.
"The boy woke up. Is it true? Ask him and you will know!" A hundred meters away, a martial spirit pointed his sword at Wang Wujian and roared rudely. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Wang Wujian frowned slightly and stared at him. He couldn't be more familiar with him. It was the North Road. Looking at his domineering appearance at this moment, it can be concluded that the Natural God League has lost a lot this time, especially the leadership class. Otherwise, it would not have been the role of the North Road to stand here and shout. At the same time, what makes him feel strange is that These people took off the masks on their faces, as if they were no longer afraid of tearing their faces because of familiarity.
Wang Gui and others quickly turned their heads and looked back. They saw Wang Wujian trembling and wanted to stand up, but it was extremely difficult. Halfway through, they knelt down because of weakness. They looked extremely weak and couldn't stand a punch.
"Xiaowu, how are you feeling?" Wang Gui appeared in front of him, bent down to support him, and asked with great concern. While talking, he took out a flat, palm-sized white porcelain bottle from his arms, gently scratched his thumb, and the lid flew out and turned around on the ground.
Wang Wujian leaned over and smelled it gently. A wonderful sense of coolness penetrated into his heart, which made him tremble all over, and his mind couldn't help but be shocked. �� � �
The inexplicable ** force made Wang Wujian, who was hungry and thirsty, not ask what kind of fairy juice it was, so he took it and drank it all. �� � �
"Ky, if you can still walk, stand up and say something immediately!" The North Road shouted again. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Come here!" Wang Gui turned his head and stared at the tiger's eyes angrily, and roared harshly, making the vegetation around him tremble slightly. �� �� ��� � ��
"I can't avoid it. Humph, let me go. I'd like to see what tricks they can do?" Wang Wujian grinned at Wang Gui and said that the mysterious medicinal wine was really Xianzhi Qiongniang. His pale face immediately blushed, and the light in his eyes was sharper. Two sharp swords stabbed the opposite Wu Ling, and then staggered up and walked forward.
The crowd slowly gave way, and several spirit beasts became the left and right front and back guardians of Wang Wujian, and slowly moved forward with him. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Such a situation shocked everyone. No one could figure out why several spirit beasts valued the life of Wang Wujian so much. �� � �
The same confusion is also full in Wang Wujian's heart. How can these arrogant spirit beasts spontaneously act as their own bodyguards? Is there any greater value in themselves that they deserve to use?
Beilu, who was shouting arrogantly a few seconds ago, his face suddenly changed at this moment, and his eyes were twisted like a pimple at this moment. He was extremely distressed. In this situation, his arrogance could not take advantage of anything.
"Cough." Wang Wujian cleared his throat with soreness and asked hoarsely, "What did you just put?" Could you please release it again?" �� � �
"You? ...Hmm, where's the picture?" Bei Lu stared at him and asked directly. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Wang Wujian smiled faintly. He figured out how to answer this question a few days ago, and lightly pretended to be innocent and replied, "Isn't it really blind to your dog's eyes? After the remnant picture broke away from the old monster, it fell into whose hand did you pay attention to? �� � �
"Well, that's fake. The real picture has been dropped by you for a long time!" The North Road shouted loudly. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Who believes these farts you made?" Wang Wujian sneered calmly. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"The remnants fell into my hands, but it's not true." Another person stood up and said that Wang Wujian could recognize his voice, which was the group of people who captured Lv Mengtian that day. They were called traitors by the Lv family and looked back at the people on this side. There were indeed people of the Lv family on the edge. Seeing that the man standing up and talking, they all gritted their teeth with hatred. It seemed that although the two sides were of the same clan, there were A major estrangement.
"Later, I luckily got the residual picture, but when I came out, I found that it was not true." The man continued, "In addition to the alliance leader that day, only you touched the remnant map. If that remnant map is real, then this is the fake remnant map thrown out by you."
"Hmm, your words stink!" Wang Wujian said with a sneer. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Let me ask you this. Did you follow me all the way when you rescued me today?" Wang Wujian asked. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Nonsense, in order to prevent someone from touching the residual picture from you, of course you have to take an inch." The man replied. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Can you pay attention to every move that happens to you?" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Of course! I must make sure that the remnants hidden in you do not fall into the hands of others!" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Haha, someone else? It seems that the picture is yours. Wang Wujian laughed and said, "So, if the remnant picture is on me, no one will take it away?"
"Nonsense, it must be on you!" North Road. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .