burst god

Chapter 1120 I do what I can
food?

Even though Zhang Xinghuo was bold and careful, he also felt chills down his spine at this moment, and asked cautiously, "Aren't they eating carrion?"

Lu Ze smiled and didn't speak. Zhang Xinghuo reacted instantly when he saw the smile, and his heart skipped a beat. He lowered his head to hide his shock in order not to lose his composure.

Skeleton mandrills don't eat living things. They look at the people below with the eyes of food, which can only show that they have already determined that these people are...

Zhang Xinghuo shuddered, feeling a little frightened for no reason.

Of course it's not because of the weak skeleton mandrill, but what they see in their eyes is actually their own doomed to die.

The girl's white palms were clenched quietly, she bowed her head in silence for a while, then raised her head again under Lu Ze's still peaceful gaze.

"It's up to people!"

The sound of these four words is not loud, but what they say is decisive.

Lu Ze smiled gratifiedly and nodded.

"That's right, it's man-made."

Zhang Xinghuo squinted his lips with a rather strange gaze, "Your eyes just now resemble my elder brother."

"He sees you that way too?"

"Yeah, when I justify my mistakes, he usually looks like this, with a little bit of comfort and a little bit of encouragement." Zhang Xinghuo felt a little wronged as he spoke.

This is obviously a look to coax a child!
Lu Ze shook his head, "It's still different."

Zhang Xinghuo:? ?
"I agree more."

"Cut~"

Zhang Xinghuo curled his lips to express his dissatisfaction, but after "cutting", he laughed to himself, because his original worry and fear were inexplicably better.

"Brother in front." A low voice greeted suddenly from the side.

The two looked back and found a middle-aged warrior in a gray cloak, with thick eyebrows and a square face, about two rows of seats away, looking at him with his fists clasped.

"What's the matter?" Lu Ze spoke in a gentle tone, which formed a great contrast with his age, which made people dare not underestimate him, thinking that he might not be a son of some family.

"I'm Yang Zhuang, a native of Chongma Town. I wonder if I can tell you about it?" The square-faced warrior was very polite, deliberately suppressing his voice so that only Lu Ze and others could hear him.

The other warriors on the cart noticed this scene, but they were about to enter the valley, so they could look at it at most, but no one really paid attention to it.

"can."

Yang Zhuang had a look of joy in his eyes, he got up and walked forward to the front row to sit down.

"I don't know what the son's name is?"

"My surname is Lu, and my single name is Ze." Lu Ze said casually.

For some reason, Yang Zhuang felt his temples thumping when he heard these words, thinking that this might be hysteria caused by fear, he hurriedly suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and said politely:

"How presumptuous, I hope you will forgive me! Just now, I saw that Mr. Lu did not deliberately lower his voice, but did he really mean what he said to this girl?"

"What's your opinion?"

Seeing Lu Ze's eyes, Yang Zhuang's heart trembled, but when he said what he wanted, his eyes instantly became firm.

He took out an object shaped like a white fungus from his pocket and gently grasped it, and the fine air flow was blown out and covered the front seat.

The original noise around and the cries of strange animals in the mountains and forests all disappeared.

"Mifengshi, a small object I got by accident when I was walking at the southern foot of Huangjia Mountain, it can isolate my voice within 3 minutes."

Lu Ze nodded, knowing that this is the Wuyuan land version of the sound-proof force field. It looks simple, but its principle mechanism is much more advanced. It is best to use it in a high tower.

After Yang Zhuang made sure that his voice was completely cut off, he said in a low voice: "I think you are very human, and your eyesight is unique on this Huanglong carriage, so I have a heartfelt request!"

Zhang Xinghuo frowned when he heard this, and reminded Lu Ze with his eyes that it is better to have less than less when walking outside.

Lu Ze responded that the girl need not worry, "Tell me."

In the next second, Yang Zhuang uttered a horrifying sentence: "Yang is afraid of his life during this trip, so I only ask Mr. Lu for one thing. If I die, can you bring a baby to my mother?" Letter? Just say that I have traveled abroad for three years."

"As a reward... the Yan family's reward for this trip and Yang's belongings can be taken away."

After speaking, Yang Zhuang directly handed over a polished iron plate with "No. 56 Chongma Town" engraved on it, and he looked at Lu Ze pleadingly.

Lu Ze didn't answer directly, nor did he take the iron plate, but asked instead: "He said he would die before fighting, brother Yang's words and deeds are not like a warrior. Since you have concerns, why don't you return to your filial piety?"

Yang Zhuang shook his head, "It's the rules of the rivers and lakes. After accepting the recruitment and getting the reward, you can't quit halfway, not to mention that this is the Yan family's team, and you can't help yourself when you come here! As for filial piety, there is a younger brother in the family. Mother has enough food and clothing."

"Also." Lu Ze spat out two words.

Yang Zhuang smiled wryly, and clasped his fists, "Young master Lu has sharp eyesight. The eldest brother in the family has been missing for three years. Yang has tracked it down so far, and the last place he can find out is that the Yan family's expedition team in the ancient ice river land. "

"Although there is no trace of the expedition team after leaving the ancient glacier, but after inquiring over the years, it can be regarded as a little information. Many people in that team should have lost contact."

"So you came to Yan's team to find traces of your elder brother?"

"Exactly! The ancient lands are not isolated from each other. Yang knows that the Guangxi ancient land and the Binghe ancient land are interconnected, and he is the team led by the Yan family, so he has a reason to come this time."

"Truth is more important than life?" Lu Ze asked calmly.

Yang Zhuang rarely lowered his head and was silent for a few seconds, then raised his head and said seriously: "It's more important."

"I wrote down the address." Lu Ze pushed Yang Zhuang's small iron plate back, "It's a good habit to seek victory first, and I believe that brother Yang has his own destiny."

Yang Zhuang was overjoyed, "Master, did you agree?"

"I will do what I can." Lu Ze smiled like a spring breeze.

"Young Master Gao Yi!" Yang Zhuang clasped his fists heavily, and then he grasped the wind-removing stone, the surrounding sound barriers dissipated, and then he strode back to his seat.

It was about a transaction, but nothing was exchanged throughout the process.

Zhang Xinghuo's lack of interest was not because of Yang Zhuang's petty attitude that he was reluctant to pay the deposit, but because the other party didn't even have the determination not to die as a warrior.

As determined as an arrow, but the spirit of a warrior!
For example, she has a reason not to die.

If she dies here, who will save her elder brother?
After this little episode, this mighty team has completely entered Guangxi Ancient Land.

The long howling of the skull mandrill has been left behind, and only when you look up at the cliff can you see sporadic green eyes floating in the distance like fireflies.

The sound of the marching team lingered in my ears again. Although it was a bit noisy, it was not as disturbing as the screams of those skeleton mandrills.

So there was a lot of people chatting and laughing around again.

With so many warriors and Master Yan Wenchang leading the team, the sense of security they bring is absolutely abundant.

At this time, a martial artist from the Yan family who was riding a horse ran back from a distance and shouted: "You can camp at the Wuliu ahead."

Hearing this, many people even yawned and said with a smile, "I can sleep well."

Yan Wenchang's majestic voice also came through the air: "700 meters ahead is a rocky beach, which is flat and open enough. If there are foggy willows, there will be water sources. You can rest after camping."

The rumbling convoy of people and horses stopped, and the warriors gathered together to wait for the followers of the Yan family to set up camp.

"Why are the tents so far apart?"

someone muttered.

Naturally, others saw it, but after seeing that the camps were generally orderly everywhere, they didn't worry any more.

They all came here for a reward, and they are not familiar with each other, so it's better to stay away.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Xinghuo turned on the kettle, grabbed a few medicinal herbs from his medicine bag, chewed and drank the water, and then stood still and closed his eyes to adjust his breath.

Lu Ze supported the front armrest of the dragon horse cart with both hands, looking at the dark night ahead.

His eyes are bright, and his gaze is peaceful.

No one saw it, but the phantom of a phoenix flashed in his eyes.

Lu Ze closed his eyes, still leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, like a traveler closing his eyes to experience nature against the evening wind.

No one knew that in his spiritual vision, what appeared in the huge valley in front of him was another scene.

black curtain...

Big and small whirlpools... one by one...

Flickering on and off.

Like a hole leading to death.

It also looks like a ferocious mouth and greedy eyes.

In the gloomy "horizon" background, the shimmering star power merged into large and small rainbows, like streams drawn into the sea, pouring into vortexes without stopping.

This is the constant astral flow.

This is a world that presents dead silence and horror, overlapping but isolated from reality.

"What a nostalgic atmosphere."

Lu Ze opened his hands and smiled, as if embracing spring.

(End of this chapter)