Chapter 13 Valley

Bai Lang stood on the spot and was silent for a long time. Then he reacted and whispered, "Senior, I'm sorry!"

Jingwu's expression was cold, and the pain on his face gradually disappeared. Slowly, he returned to the coldness of the past. He looked around for a week and suddenly looked at a huge rock on his right.

A gust of wind suddenly rose, and the vegetation scattered and separated in all parts. The huge rock was mottled with moss and thick green, and there was a faint light flashing in the middle.

Jing Wu snorted coldly and bent his palm into claws. Somehow, the arm soared three feet, as fast as electricity, like an eagle's claw, grabbed the bright light and collected it back.

With a loud sound, the blue light suddenly appeared and lit up around. A green shining broken sword was caught in Jingwu's hand, and after a few soft sounds, it returned to silence again, and the blue light on the sword gradually disappeared.

At this time, Bai Lang noticed that although the long sword was broken and the cracks on the sword were intertwined, there was still a sense of flexibility and rushed to his face. Jingwu Hengjian was on his chest, looked at it carefully for a moment, and snorted coldly.

Bai Lang was shocked and said, "What's wrong, senior?"

Jingwu's face was a little ugly. He said coldly, "Three feet of green front, as flexible as water, and natural Taoism. This sword belongs to the north of the northern wilderness, Luoxia blessed land!"

Bai Lang's heart moved. These days, with Jingwu, he also knows a lot about the immortals and the customs of the world. This Luoxia blessed land is located in the northern wilderness, on the bank of the beautiful water, and Zhong Lingyuxiu is an excellent cave and blessed land. He is particularly specialized in refining all kinds of magic weapons. He has a great reputation, and he does not know anything about the northern wilderness.

"Did they participate in the hunt?" Bai Lang faintly knew some of the past through Nantian. Wei Huang, the son of Jingwu, controlled a force in that year. Later, someone rebelled in the religion. Wei Huang escaped here and was besieged to death. Nantian escaped, but finally he could not escape a disaster. The body was destroyed, but by chance, the soul was immortal. A hundred years later, he woke up and turned into a skeleton.

Jingwu nodded gly, and Nantian next to him waved his arm at this moment. Although there was no expression, he could still feel his anger.

"Alas!" Jingwu was silent for a long time before he sighed a little bleakly and said, "My son had great kindness in Luoxia Cave, but I didn't expect that after I left, they didn't care about the old feelings at all!"

"There are always cold and warm people, and there are always ungrateful people!" Bai Lang advised.

Jingwu heard Bai Lang say this, glanced at Bai Lang, and suddenly smiled faintly, "You are very young, but you understand!"

Bai Lang's face turned slightly and stopped talking, and the three walked forward again.

At this time, the sky has gradually darkened, the night is hazy, and the valley is getting quieter and quieter.

As soon as several people walked out of the distance and turned a cliff, suddenly a hurricane suddenly blew, almost making people unable to stand. The sky was dark. The three hurriedly looked up and saw that under the faint dusk, a strange-sized giant golden eagle swept over its head, spreading its wings for several feet, feathers like a sharp sword, and the sound was frightening.

The giant eagle seemed to be afraid of them. Although it flew over everyone's heads, it did not attack. Bai Lang was surprised. The giant eagle bypassed half of the mountain peak and flew back. His cold and gloomy eyes were tyrannical and murderous, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat at any time.

Jingwu was calm, but a strange color flashed in his eyes. He snorted coldly, "An unwise beast dares to be rampant!"

The feather roots of the golden giant eagle are bright, and there seems to be divine light circulation. There is a circle of red in the neck, like a flame burning. At this time, it is flying in the air, causing a strong wind, which is very amazing!

"How!"

The huge golden eagle saw that the three people were not panicked and seemed to be a little hesitant. Instead, they flew into the air.

Bai Lang was about to take a breath, only to hear another sharp cry. The golden sculpture suddenly became excited, and the light flashed in his eyes. A golden lightning shot out of his cold eyes, crossed the void and bombarded down.

However, between the lightning and stones, Jingwu has a ethereal breath all over his body. If it is empty, it is like a tough light curtain, wrapping the three people in it.

The electric snake was bright and dazzling, as if it was blocked by a physical object. It cut away from less than half a foot away from the front of its eyes, bombarded the cliff and splashed a burst of stone rain. On the cliff wall, it was actually bombarded with a wide gully.

Bai Lang was shocked, but he was not panicked. Instead, he said jokingly, "Ah! It's really rampant!"

"Look for death!" Jingwu was full of anger. Now he was so excited that it was suddenly like a volcano erupting. He shouted in a low voice and waved the broken sword in his hand.

The green light was as fast as electricity, extremely fierce, and rushed to the air. With a "bang", blood suddenly appeared in the air and fell one after another. There was a trace of desperate fear in the eyes of the tough golden eagle, and the vitality withered and fell from the air.

The giant eagle fell, and the pierced head still had its own blood flowing out.

Bai Lang spit out his tongue: "You are more tough!"

Jingwu looked at the vitality of the giant eagle, with a trace of solemnness on his face. His eyes gradually brightened and glanced around like an eagle falcon.

Bai Lang sensed something different, secretly alerted himself, and shouted in a low voice, "Senior!"

The four fields are sinking, and the sparse starlight is sprinkled in the valley, as if it is caged with a layer of gauze, slowly drifting, quiet and peaceful, and the faint blood permeates the air, but it is particularly strange.

"Although this golden eagle is fierce, it will not attack for no reason. It must be strange!"

Bai Lang also became inexplicably nervous and quickly offered the magic weapon, but it was the black and eyeless broken jar. He glanced at the rag in his hand strangely, sighed, and clenched it tightly. No matter how broken it was, it was a magic weapon! It's also good to stilt!

The three walked forward carefully and explored carefully. Half an hour passed and they didn't notice anything, but Jingwu's eyes became more and more awesome.

"Hmm! I stayed here and wanted to see who was so bold!"

"Do you want to stay here?"

"This place is located in the northern wilderness, ancient and desolate, and the elixirs are invincible. It is an excellent place to rest and recuperate. I'm afraid it's not much worse than the fairyland caves everywhere!" Jingwu said proudly with his hands on his back.

After walking inside for another hour, there was no road. A waterfall hung down from a hundred feet above, shrouded in the moonlight, like a Milky Way. In the valley, the fog rose, but it was really a little fairy ethereal.

Although there are spiritual grass and no beasts in the deep valley, there are many ordinary hares and so on. A bonfire ignited, and the fragrance of meat floats freely in the valley, arousing the appetite.

In the endless darkness, in the unknown corner, a vague figure is motionless. I don't know how long it has been like this. The sound of insects echoes around him. In this way, he integrates with nature and peeps at everything in the distance.

The night was already late, and the bonfire was lanttering. Several people had fallen asleep deeply. Only the skeleton, bored, took off a rib and played with a bad taste.

The figure moved, and the faint light flashed away, like a ghost, slowly disappearing in the night...

The next day, the sky was slightly bright, full of green valleys, decorated with flowers, picturesque, faint fragrance, mixed with the coolness of the early morning, ethereal and far away.

Bai Lang stretched out and noticed that Nan Tian was not there. He said, "Where is the big skeleton?"

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked around for a week, and suddenly had a cold war. He woke up in an instant. The bonfire around him had been extinguished. Only a few charcoal fires were bright and dark, and the woods rustled, quiet and plain, but no one could be seen around him.