Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 250

Xing Zhiying made a joke out of her mouth, and despite Sanjimar's bright temperament, she couldn't help but blushed and said: "Sister really has no conscience, knowing that no one in the clan is worthy of me, and still doing this kind of fake favor."

Xing Zhiying's smile continued, and she said more jokingly: "That's not easy, can't you marry a hero outside the clan? I think your yin and yang uncle is pretty good. If my sister likes it, I will try my best to help you find a match. "

Sangjimar couldn't laugh, rolled his eyes and said, "My sister is a matchmaker, but I have always had a good conscience and never do such things like stealing love with a sword. I'd better keep Uncle Yin Yang for my sister."

The two of them kept giving way to each other, and they couldn't help but make fun of each other.When they were making a fuss, they suddenly saw Sangzimar's expression became concentrated, and he waved his hand to signal Xing Zhiying to keep silent.

Xing Zhiying naturally obeyed, Sanjimar listened carefully for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed: "No! Those thieves are here!"

Xing Zhiying didn't react, and said strangely: "What kind of thief? Is it a thief?"

Sangzimar couldn't hide his panic, and said decisively: "Sister, go back and tell my dad that a large pack of wild wolves is coming, let everyone act quickly, and I will help you resist for a while."

Xing Zhiying was quite surprised, and said calmly, "It's better for my sister to go back and report the news. My martial arts are not bad, and it shouldn't be a problem to fend off a few wild wolves."

Sanjimar was very anxious when he heard the words, pushed Xing Zhiying and said: "Sister, don't be brave, you have never dealt with wild wolves here, no matter how good your martial arts are, you may not be able to succeed. Besides, you are a guest, I must not let you You risk it!"

Xing Zhiying thought that when she first came to Qinghai-Tibet, she almost cooked the meal of the wild wolf, and couldn't help shivering.

But as the saying goes, you gain wisdom by eating a pit, she doesn't believe that she will be fooled by a mere beast this time, so she said solemnly: "Sister, don't worry about it, I'm sure I can handle it."

Seeing Xing Zhiying's stubbornness, Sangjimar yelled in desperation: "Go back quickly! Don't wait for the wolves to come over!"

Xing Zhiying was frustrated, and finally did not dare to fight anymore, she could only murmur: "Then sister, be careful, I will definitely come back as soon as possible."

Sangzimar watched Xing Zhiying gallop away, and then he said to himself: "These thieves are really good at picking their time, so come and learn from my female arrow god."

Xing Zhiying took off and stepped on the snow, rushed to Hatul's big tent like a spark, but saw that the curtain was locked from the outside, and it was clear that no one was inside.

Now Xing Zhiying couldn't help being anxious, although there were still many clansmen celebrating around, but how could the situation be explained by the lack of language?

In addition to panic, she thought that Sangjimar might have faced the pack of wolves at this moment, and Xing Zhiying was even more anxious, crying. She was waiting to go back and try her best to help in desperation, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the newly erected felt tent near the big tent. That room finally turned his heart to the side, silently chanting Buddha's blessing and rushed in with the curtain lifted.

The tent was not lit, Xing Zhiying didn't look at anything, and simply called out: "Huangfu Yingyang! Huangfu Yingyang, are you there? Are you there?"

The excited voice was already crying, obviously unable to restrain himself, there was only a light sigh in the dark, and the familiar voice said in surprise: "Mao girl, why do you dare to come, you are really not afraid that I will 'eat' you? "

As if hearing Lun's sound, Xing Zhiying rushed forward following the sound and said eagerly: "Wolf is coming! There are wolves coming outside! Come with me and help Sister Sanjimal!"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a warm breath in front of her. It turned out that Huangfu Yingyang approached and said: "What wolf is coming, I am not a child, but I am not in the habit of listening to bedtime stories."

Xing Zhiying couldn't be in the mood to talk, she grabbed Huangfu Yingyang's chest, dragged it out, and said in a crying voice: "It's the wolves coming from the east! Sister Sanjimar is resisting, you hurry up... ah!"

She didn't finish her sentence but turned into a cry of surprise. Xing Zhiying hurriedly turned around and said in a trembling voice, "Sister Sanjimar wanted me to tell the leader, but I couldn't find him, so I came to you."

Huangfu Yingyang was tightening the belt around his waist, but his upper body was still only covered with an underwear. Hearing what Xing Zhiying said, he immediately said solemnly in shock, "Don't panic, I'll take care of it."

After finishing speaking, he looked around coldly, rushed to a middle-aged clansman, and confessed something to him in a loud voice.

The complexion of the clansman changed suddenly, and he ran away shouting loudly. Seeing this, Xing Zhiying couldn't help but said in amazement: "Don't you don't understand the local dialect here? How can that person understand it?"

Huangfu Yingyang looked embarrassed, put on a burqa and said vaguely: "That person also understands Chinese, let's go quickly and help my niece."

When Xing Zhiying woke up, Di Ran had no time to pursue it.The two of them were running one after the other, but before they reached the ground, they heard a sharp howl of wolves, obviously the wolves had invaded the fence.

The two of them were startled together, and they could only see green glints appearing from far or near in front of them. Roughly, there were hundreds of them.

Xing Zhiying was so startled that she almost fell down, Huangfu Yingyang also had a serious face, and said decisively: "This group of beasts came together too coincidentally, they definitely didn't come together automatically, there must be someone manipulating behind them."

Turning his eyes to see Xing Zhiying's terrified appearance, Huangfu Yingyang sighed secretly, and then raised his voice and shouted: "Mao girl, to be honest, I taught you that there are no feathered arrows, can you still make them come out?"

Xing Zhiying's hands and feet trembled, she really wanted to say yes in her heart, but she murmured: "I...I'm afraid I can't."

Huangfu Yingyang was not too polite, grabbed Xing Zhiying's catkin, clasped his palms together and said in a deep voice: "Then obediently lend me some internal strength, tonight just let you see what is the real featherless arrow .”

At this moment, Xing Zhiying was confused, so she couldn't care less about being shy, so she quickly calmed down and let her true energy slowly flow away.

The pure essence of the most yin body was everywhere, Huangfu Yingyang only felt the stagnation around his body gradually disappearing, and he immediately cheered up, and a strong wind hit the place where the green light flickered.

Amidst the howling of the wolves, a miserable howl was suddenly heard, and the two green lights disappeared instantly, and the bloody smell overflowed, arousing the cruelty of the wolves even more.

All of a sudden, there was a whistling sound, and the green and bloodthirsty waves rushed towards the place where Xing Zhiying and Huangfu Yingyang were standing.

Xing Zhiying was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly, Huangfu Yingyang smiled and said, "It's okay to close your eyes, as long as your true energy doesn't go astray."

After finishing speaking, he saw the five fingers of his right hand raised in succession, and the unmatched force of wind shot out, the momentum was just right, directly smashing the forehead between the sharp eyes of the pack of wolves, and the sound of howling suddenly was like anger The sea breeze is rolling, and there is no calm and no wave.

Huangfu Yingyang was concentrating on it, his left hand was clasped with Xing Zhiying's, while his right hand was flexed or stretched, stretched or retracted, it was dizzyingly fast.

Although the pack of wolves were not afraid of death, their offensive was hindered, and they were still unable to get within a hundred steps of the two of them.

　The bullets of our proletarian fighters are endless, and they can be used again~_~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)