Chapter 309

Next, they continued on their way.

Zhuang Qiang is still driving, and his girlfriend Xiaofeng is still sitting in the co pilot position.

Fortunately, this time, they left the dense forest very smoothly.

It's already dawn. The morning light shines on the earth and dispels all the haze!

Here, it's not far from Heishui lake. It's more than ten kilometers away.

There are more and more cars on the road. These are all going to Heishui lake to cheer Luo Xiaoshen on!

After what happened last night, Zhuang Qiang became much more honest. He basically didn't speak and was no longer as arrogant as before.

Somehow, since leaving the small hotel, Zhuang Qiang and her girlfriend always felt a little dizzy and couldn't wake up. Fortunately, there was no big problem in other aspects of their body.

Li Xiaofan can naturally see that they hit evil.

And it's still a very powerful one.

If nothing happens, neither of them will live for a few days.

Li Xiaofan doesn't bother to meddle in such business. It's just the life and death of two mole ants. He doesn't do much for him.

Xiaofeng stroked her forehead and frowned.

"Ah Qiang, how can I feel that my head is heavy and I don't have any strength all over. I just want to sleep. Do you think we hit evil?"

Zhuang Qiang forced himself to cheer up.

"Don't worry. When we get to Heishui lake, I will ask Luo Xiaoshen to drive away evil spirits for us!"

At the mention of Luo Xiaoshen, Zhuang Qiang seemed to see hope and began to chatter again.

"Maybe you don't know. I know Luo Xiaoshen very well!"

Then he turned around, glanced at Li Xiaofan and said contemptuously.

"Remember, when you get to Heishui Lake later, don't talk. Luo Xiaoshen's fans are everywhere. Thousands of people can drown you with one mouthful of saliva."

Li Xiaofan leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard him at all.

Zhuang Qiang's most angry is Li Xiaofan's superior appearance. Obviously, he doesn't fart. He has to pretend to be an expert in the world.

Soon we will arrive at Heishui lake!

All the way around Heishui lake, there are thousands of people standing in a vast area of Ukraine.

The black water lake also has a name called dead man lake!

If you look down from a high altitude, you will find that the whole Blackwater lake is like an open human skin, emitting a smell of death.

Moreover, the lake is black. Looking around, it is dark and lifeless. You can't even find the shadow of fish and shrimp.

In addition, on the most prominent highland by the lake, there is a statue more than ten meters high.

The facial features of the statue are chiseled with sharp edges and corners, full of three-dimensional feeling, especially a pair of eyes, which are full of charm. It seems that they are made by famous masters.

An invisible pressure came from the statue, just like a god high above, overlooking countless worshippers below.

Zhuang Qiang first found a place and stopped the car.

Then he pointed to the statue and said admiringly.

"See, that's the statue of Luo Xiaoshen. Many people will come to worship during the Spring Festival."

"Luo Xiaoshen, who is hiding here, is the highest god except the God of his master's ice skate."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Li Xiaofan with disdain and said sarcastically.

"Boy, didn't you say you wanted to kill Luo Xiaoshen earlier? So many people here can drown you with one mouthful of saliva."

Li Xiaofan stood with his hands behind him. Although his height was far less than that of the statue, the awe inspiring spirit emitted from his body easily covered the statue.

It seems that the statue is a big fat man, and he is a pearl, shining.

It's a pity that these ordinary people around can't feel the light of his Xuantian immortal statue.

At this time, suddenly, a cry of surprise came from a distance.

"Look, the duel has begun!"

"Wow, Luo Xiaoshen's knife is so fast.

"Was it a knife shadow before? It was clearly a lightning!"

From a distance, on the Blackwater lake, two figures are fighting together, sometimes entangled, sometimes separated by touch.

When Zhuang Qiang saw the idol, he was excited and worshipped, and the original weakness was swept away.

Around him, his girlfriend Xiaofeng also reluctantly cheered up, with a trace of expression in her bleak eyes.

"Worthy of my idol! Luo Xiaoshen will win!"

Zhuang Qiang began to raise his arms and shout, just like beating chicken blood. I don't know, I thought it was his turn to play next.

Many people were nearby and shouted with Zhuang Qiang.

"Luo Xiaoshen will win!"

"Win!"

"Win!"

The sound is higher and higher. The cheering sound on the scene is like a pot boiling and a tsunami. In fact, because of the distance and the light rain on the scene. Therefore, Zhuang Qiang and others couldn't see the fighting on the Blackwater lake at all, but just followed the nonsense. But Li Xiaofan saw it clearly. On Heishui lake, I saw a handsome man in white, very similar to the statue. It should be Luo Xiaoshen. At this time, Luo Xiaoshen suspended in the air above the Blackwater lake. The Black Lake water at his feet was churning with waves. He was holding a short knife in one hand and carrying his back in the other hand. Every move is a gorgeous blade shadow, natural and fierce, which attracts cheers from all around. He didn't try his best at all, as if he were teasing his prey. Opposite him was a middle-aged man with a high nose and dark skin. He was a master of India, habada. Habada is wearing a pair of fist sets made of refined iron. The fist sets are covered with sharp and hard steel spikes. It seems to be invincible. Even an iron wall can be pierced by a fist. But at this time, habada was suppressed by Luo Xiaoshen's blade and retreated. He was very embarrassed. He only parried, had no strength to fight back, and was injured in many places. Among the crowd watching the war, there are many border Tibetan experts. Among them, there is the yin-yang man holding the black dog. The yin-yang man stroked his beard and exclaimed. "He deserves to be a proud disciple of the God of ice skates. Luo Xiaoshen's sword technique has been superb. Among the leading young people in the world, I'm afraid it's hard to meet an enemy!" you know, this yin-yang man is a famous expert in Bian Zang. It's enough to rank in the top ten on the list of experts in Bian Zang. Beside him, there was a white faced fat man, a fat round face, always smiling. It looked harmless to humans and animals, just like the big steamed stuffed bun just out of the cage, fat and without oil folds. "In my opinion, it's good that habada can support ten moves." don't underestimate the white faced fat man. He has a nickname called smiling tiger, and his skill is not under the yin-yang man. As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, another voice followed. "Hum, ten moves!" "you think too highly of that habada. In my opinion, if you don't make three moves, he will be cut off by Luo Xiaoshen!"