"Well, your majesty, prepare first, and I'll be back later." Said the dragon in the sky.
Yan Wuji turns to leave without expression. The Dragon knows that his heart is bleeding. He shakes the Dragon shadow sword in his hand and screams angrily. He goes into the ghost soldiers and generals. For a moment, there are screams everywhere.
Yan Wuji quickly back to the camp, just out of the army, the camp, only a small number of soldiers left.
Yan Wuji came to his camp and ordered all the guards to withdraw to a distance. Then quickly write a line on a piece of paper and open a sealed box.
There is a cloud winged bird in it. Yan Wuji catches it out, ties up the letter, goes outside the tent, and releases it while there is no one around.
The cloud winged bird spreads its wings and flies to the direction of dragon city. A few days later, I came to the sky above the Dragon City, dived down in the night, and flew to a mansion.
Lin Menglong came out and looked up at the cloud winged bird with turbid eyes, a flash of light.
With a look at his right hand, Lin Menglong quickly grabs the bird in his hand. His action is quick and sharp, not like that of an octogenarian.
Taking the letter in his hand, Lin Menglong has not finished reading it. His eyes are shining. Unexpectedly, Leng Mufeng and Yun Feiyang have gone to the hinterland of the GUI nationality.
"Guangshan! It's time for you to die Lin Menglong said in a low voice with a smile, just like a night owl crowing, shocking.
The next day, a ruddy man came to the foot of Tianyuan mountain and looked up at Tianyuan mountain. He could not help but take a breath.
"Brother, excuse me. How long will it take to get to Tianyuan temple from here?" The ruddy man in front of the hall asked the innkeeper who was soliciting business.
"It's not far from here to Tianyuan temple, but it's not three hours. I'm afraid you can't go up. My guest, you'd better have a night's rest in the Inn and go up the mountain early tomorrow." Said the innkeeper, looking at the man.
"Thank you, shopkeeper. Why did you go so far, but what happened?" Asked the man.
The boss suddenly sighed, shook his head and said: "the ghosts are really arrogant. They dare to assassinate master Guangshan in Tianyuan temple. The master is blessed by the Buddha. Fortunately, it's OK, but the road up the mountain is now very strict."
"What?" Obviously, the red faced man has not heard the news: "the ghost clan is looking for death. They dare to assassinate master Guangshan. He is the first martial god in our ancient martial arts continent."
"Yes, I think the ghost clan is probably not able to use its head." The shopkeeper said and pointed to his head.
"Eh!" The red faced man wanted to inquire about master Guangshan's injury. Unexpectedly, he was told that his head was not working. It turned out that he was Lin Menglong's disguise.
Lin Menglong temporarily suppressed the anger in his heart, put a smile on his face and said, "I have something urgent to go up the mountain. When I go down the mountain, I'll go to my elder brother to have a rest for a few days."
Finish saying, Lin Menglong turns to leave, at the foot of the tiger step wind, where there is a weak appearance.
On the way up the mountain, as the shopkeeper said, there were more than ten levels in succession, almost step by step. The Pilgrims and the refugees who took refuge in the mountain formed a long line and moved slowly to the top of the mountain.
Lin Menglong didn't come to Tianyuan temple until it was completely dark. But by this time, the gate of Tianyuan temple was closed, and pilgrims and refugees were all huddled in front of him.
Lin Menglong pushed around in the crowd and unconsciously came to a cliff. In order to prevent pilgrims from falling, Tianyuan temple built a fence here.
When people don't notice, Lin Menglong's body suddenly disappears in the same place, turns into a residual smoke and flies to the foot of the mountain.
Flying to the mid air, Lin Menglong's body turned, flew to the cliff, came to a slightly prominent, one foot square stone.
Stand firm, Lin Menglong hands to the top right to shoot, in front of him a little shake of the mountain wall, split a gap.
Lin Menglong quickly got in, and the mountain wall behind him closed slowly. All this happened between lightning and flint. Lin Menglong successfully infiltrated into Tianyuan temple.
The wall of the mountain is pitch black, with only a half foot wide crack, which meanders into the mountain. Lin Menglong shakes his body, and his body becomes smaller quickly. He carefully flies forward.
About half an hour later, Lin Menglong came to the end. He stopped in front of a mountain wall and listened. After confirming that there was no sound outside, he quietly pressed a round stone beside him.
The mountain wall splits quietly, and Lin Menglong flies out. He has come to the courtyard where Guangshan heals. It took him hundreds of years to discover a secret passage. He tried his best to find it under Guangshan's eyes.
Lin Menglong bent down behind a rockery, motionless. He sensed that there were ten experts in ambush around him. It seems that after Guangshan's accident last time, the guard here was not generally strict.
However, Lin Menglong was also prepared. He wiped his hand to his waist. It took him a quarter of an hour to reach his hand to his waist and quietly take out a black bottle.
When the bottle was slowly unscrewed, a colorless and tasteless gas came out and floated around. Huineng is hiding in the grass not far from Lin Menglong at this time. Since he was killed by Yan Wuji and Li Daitao last time, he asked for orders to guard the courtyard and vowed to be ashamed of the snow.He opened his eyes and felt around carefully. Suddenly, his nose twitched slightly, "not good!" Before Huineng had time to make a sound, she fainted in the grass and breathed evenly in her mouth, which did not arouse other people's suspicion.
Half an hour later, hundreds of experts ambushed outside the courtyard all fainted. Lin Menglong's body was in a flash and flew to the courtyard like smoke.
Outside the gate of the courtyard, there were more than ten guards, looking around warily. Zang Jun was the leader.
Zang Jun didn't know that all the guards in front of him had fainted. He stretched out and walked to the place where Lin Menglong was hiding.
Lin Menglong slightly surprised, did not dare to move, lying on the ground, desperate to press down, the body slowly integrated with the earth.
Zang Jun stood not far away from him and looked around. He untied his trousers and was ready to make it convenient here.
Lin Menglong that gas, visual inspection of this distance, this bubble of hot soup just poured on his head.
He wanted to release the bottle in his hand, but worried that Zang Jun's falling voice would attract other people's attention. Lin Menglong gritted his teeth and forbeared.
After hundreds of years of hard preparation, Lin Menglong comforted himself at this moment.
Zang Jun didn't know that there was an assassin hiding below. He sprinkled a hot soup and poured it on Lin Menglong's head.
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