Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 105
Seeing the bald man who arrived as expected, Yu Zhongyuan felt slightly relaxed, with a serious face still on his face, holding a simple knife in his right hand, his whole body was full of energy and blood, and he looked like he was ready for battle.

The left hand hidden in the sleeve held several finger-sized stones, rubbed them slightly, and the pale white powder dissipated in contact with the air.

Seriously, Shilixiang is not a poison, but a kind of body refining medicine.

After use, it can dissipate energy, relax muscles and bones, and weaken qi and blood. When taking a medicinal bath, it can greatly enhance the absorption efficiency of medicines. Therefore, it is colorless and odorless, and it is extremely difficult to be noticed by people.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable for ordinary people to talk about toxicity regardless of dosage and occasions.

The stone in his hand slowly became smaller and smaller, but his originally nervous heart became more and more calm.

In an instant, a thick arm suddenly stretched out from the side, grabbing towards his neck.

Yu Zhongyuan's eyes were wide open, and his heart trembled. He didn't care about rubbing the medicine stone in his hand, and the simple knife directly slashed towards the black hand.

Bang!
The sound of gold and stone colliding.

In the next moment, Pu Dao was shaken off his hand, his sleeve was cut, and a white mark appeared on the exposed muscles, and the black hand attacked unabated.

Immediately, he only felt his neck tense, his whole body lightened, his breathing was difficult for a moment, he wanted to cough, but he couldn't make any effort at all, and Lin Mo's expressionless face appeared in front of him.

"Lin, brother Lin, cough cough, what are you doing?"

Yu Zhongyuan desperately broke the big hands around his neck with both hands, and kicked the burly figure in front of him forcefully with both hands.

"Brother Yu, instead of asking me what I'm doing, you might as well think about what the medicine stone on the ground is, and what did you do before?" Lin Mo looked stern, and slowly raised it up, with more and more strength in his hand .

"The wine hasn't changed, but people have changed."

He sighed, and he probably understood in his heart that Yu Zhongyuan must have had a hard time doing such a thing, but what does it matter to him?
He doesn't understand the sorrows and joys between people, he only knows that there is Ruanjin powder in the wine, and the medicine stone he kneaded just now is Shilixiang.

A click.

He slowly let go, and Yu Zhongyuan's body collapsed directly on the ground, his eyes were wide open, bloodshot, his entire face was strangely purple, his head fell on his shoulders, and there was no sound.

"you"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Whether it was Mr. Ye, everyone in the caravan, or Yue Zhicai who was talking harshly, all fell silent.

Lin Mo patted the ashes on his hands, put the Overlord Spear on his shoulder, looked at Ye Lao and Yue Zhicai who were stunned, and said slowly:
"I don't care which group you belong to, who is under whose orders, I'm just a passerby, and I don't intend to interfere. If you want to enmity, you can do it yourself."

He didn't know the whole story of this matter, but from the words of the two parties, he could probably guess the general idea.

It is estimated that Ye Yue, the dull girl in the caravan, has a high status and a prominent status, but it is not stable. Some people don't want to see her return to Lin Yu County safely, so they sent someone to intercept and kill her.

The people to be sent were not simple. Those who were in the Zoushan Army were led by Zhou Shengjun from Lin Yu County.

The matter is complicated, like a whirlpool. It may not solve today's troubles. When it comes to Lin Yu, there will be even greater troubles. Just some kindness leading the way and supporting him all the way can be regarded as making up for it. The rest is not worth provoking. strong enemy.

He doesn't want to meddle in his own business.

"interesting!"

Yue Zhicai smiled suddenly, revealing his white teeth, his smile became more and more exaggerated in a flash, tears came out of his smile a little.

"Big tall man, why are you so brave? Who gave you the courage to talk to me like that!"

"However, Zhou Shengjun and Cui Delong are in command! Commander of the Walking Army! Yue Zhicai! Who do you think you are talking to!"

Every member of the Walking Mountain Army is a marrow-bone-level martial artist, eating and lodging together, and cooperating seamlessly. Dozens of people put on the iron-blooded army formation. This is a master, he laughed to death.

He glanced at the white-haired old man on the side again, "What's the matter with the crane returning to the year? Why are you still hesitating? Now that we are acting like this, only God knows, Earth knows, you know, I know! Everyone present will have to die!" !"

As soon as the words fell, there was a roar of shock and anger in the caravan that had been waiting in the formation, and the formation instantly became chaotic.

"Zhao Guo, what are you doing!"

"Xue Rui! You are fucking crazy!"

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Chaos broke out in the caravan in an instant.

Seeing this, Yue Zhicai laughed out loud, stretched out his hand high, and clenched his fist suddenly.

"The men of the Zoushan Army, let me kill you!"

The mountain-walking army with a solemn air directly dispatched, took regular steps, surrounded them directly, and launched a charge.

As soon as they came into contact with the caravan, there was an overwhelming situation.

The Zoushan Army has obviously rehearsed many battle formations, and they are very particular about their positions. One person pounces and slashes, the other returns to defense, the two phases rotate, and the simple rhythm of the simple knife is constantly forming a knife formation, which can be said to be invincible.

Coupled with the extra toughness of the lacquer armor worn on the body, the two superimposed, the guards on the caravan side fell down one after another like being cut wheat.

Ye Lao's eyes were about to burst, and in an instant he rushed towards Ye Yue's carriage together with several boiling blood masters in the caravan, but was blocked by the masters of the Zoushan Army.

"One side has been plotting for a long time, and the other side is ignorant and ignorant, what to fight?"

Lin Mo sighed, and swept the Overlord Spear in all directions from time to time.

Under the huge strength, even if he didn't try his best, the shadow of the gun was like a giant python coming out of the forest, recklessly rolling around, accidentally bumping into the walking army, his bones would be broken, and his life and death would not be known.

Only at this time did the role of Lin Mo, a person with natural supernatural power, appear on the battlefield.

Just like a meat grinder, the ants-like mountain army keeps attacking all around, but no matter how continuous the knife array is, one shot down, even the man and the knife are hammered to pieces. Slowly, within three feet, there is no one left. one person.

Lin Mo didn't take it seriously, the blood and flesh flying all over his eyes didn't make him sick at all. .

The sound of killing and screaming in his ears made him feel very exciting and enjoyable.

It seems that he was born to be suitable for such a battlefield, he was born to be rampant on the battlefield, and he was born to be invincible.

Pointing at the point of the gun, the gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha.

He slowly moved towards the carriage that Lin Yuanshan's family was riding in.

The carriage of Lin's family and Ye Yue's carriage are located in the middle of the caravan, which is also the place where the intensity of the war is the greatest.

Lin Mo held the gun with one hand, and swept all the way. Whether it was a martial artist at the marrow bone level or a master at the boiling blood level, the slightest touch with the gun would cause the bones of his hand to shatter, and his body would fly upside down. In the end, he would be seriously injured to the end.

Almost no energy wasted along the way to reach the destination.

But the next moment, he was hindered.

A white-haired old man stood in front of him, holding a soft sword, looking straight at Lin Mo calmly.

"That's enough, young man. If you continue to kill indiscriminately, the Zoushan army will lose too much, and that old man Cui Dulong will not be able to explain it."

There was visible regret and appreciation in his eyes, he put his two fingers together, stroked the soft sword lightly, and said in a low voice.

Lin Mo grinned, and tilted the Overlord Spear in his hand slightly, pointing the tip at the old man, with a slightly strange expression on his face.

"Confession? If you die, you don't need to confess!"

"die!"

The huge Overlord Spear crashed towards him.

(End of this chapter)