The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 73

Li Dao said so, thinking silently in his heart, really hope they come back, if they don't come back, how can I perfect my "Geographic Map of Ruin Desolation"?

"What? Miss them?"

"Well, they are good people, master, do you think good people should be rewarded?"

"Maybe, but not most of the time."

"That is to say, there is a small part?"

"Well, it should be."

"Then I hope Sister Bai and Brother Seven are part of that small group, and I hope they return safely."

"bless them."

Li Dao nodded, opened the black umbrella, and said, "I'll go out for a while, you stay to watch the house."

As he spoke, he walked outside.

Xiao Chu got up quickly and asked, "Master, where are you going?"

"Go and see the pomp of the big shots!"

Li Dao didn't turn his head back, left the White Camel Villa without saying this.

Xiao Chu was puzzled, and muttered to himself: "A big shot? What big shot?"

……

Outside Juansha Town, five miles east.

Two thousand men riding uniform red horses, dressed in dark blue strong clothes, carrying long knives, neatly divided into several horizontal teams, lined up here quietly.Even though the rain was pouring down, their backs were still as tall and straight as pine, and they remained motionless.

At the front of the queue, there were fifteen carriages. The carriage in the middle was particularly large, two feet long and five feet wide. It was completely black and made of refined iron. There were more than 50 healthy horses pulling the carriage. .

Compared to this huge black carriage, which looked like an iron prison, the rest of the carriages looked extremely luxurious, with red-roofed golden compartments, ornate lamps hanging from the outside, exuding a sense of nobility everywhere.

Such a big battle, looking from a distance, makes people feel forgetful and daunting.

The rain was falling, there was no movement in the carriage, and the knights behind were as silent as a mountain.

At this moment, I saw a person galloping in the heavy rain, stopped at the side of the Shen Hei carriage, and bowed in fear and respect: "Chen Qingshu sees the master!"

The window of the carriage opened slowly, and a middle-aged man with slender eyebrows and long eyes, a long eagle nose, and a long beard under his jaw appeared there, his voice was dull, but full of air: "Elder Chen has worked hard, it's raining heavily outside, Hurry up and get in the car to warm up."

Chen Qingshu still bowed, not daring to make any movement: "This subordinate is humble, and dare not ride with the head."

Hearing what he said, the middle-aged man just hummed lightly, and of course he stopped being entangled in this matter, and asked, "Have you found the "Gong of Creation" yet?"

"This subordinate is incompetent." Chen Qingshu hurriedly said: "Xiangwangjian stretches for thousands of miles and is full of ferocious beasts. The subordinate has brought people into it several times, but still has no results. Please punish the master."

The middle-aged man shook his head: "You work hard, why do you blame you? Tang Wenruo, why didn't you come with you?"

Chen Qingshu said: "This subordinate is one step ahead, Senior Brother Tang is right behind."

The middle-aged man hummed, and said nothing more.

I don't know how long it took before I saw a simple carriage in the distance, slowly driving towards this side, the driver was the businessman surnamed Zheng who lived in the Return Inn, Zheng couldn't help it.

At this time, Zheng couldn't help wiping the rain or sweat off his face, while vigorously waving the whip, his whole body trembling.

But the problem is, no matter how he whips the healthy horse, no matter how hard the healthy horse pulls the cart, it still can't run, and keeps maintaining a slow speed.

"Drive~drive~drive~!"

"Stop smoking, if you smoke it again, you will be smoked to death, so my car will have to be parked here."

Hearing this voice from the carriage, Zheng couldn't help but almost cried, and said tremblingly: "Elder Tang, the sect master is here, you can't be neglected, please do me a favor and spare the little one."

There was no more sound in the carriage, and the speed of the carriage still did not increase.

Zheng couldn't help but despair: "My God~"

No matter how slow the car was, it finally arrived at the destination and stopped beside the dark carriage. Zheng couldn't help but jumped down in panic, knelt on the ground and dared not say a word.

"Dao Zheng."

"Tang Wenruo."

"Brother Dao."

"Senior Brother Tang."

After a brief conversation, the two carriages fell into silence, but the silence lasted only for a moment. The curtains of the simple carriage were suddenly lifted, revealing Duan Tang's crazy smile, and said with twisted murderous intent: "Junior brother, don't come here!" All right!"

Dao Zheng, the master of Wan Dao, squinted his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "I'm sorry for you, senior brother, and I'm fine. How's your senior brother doing these years?"

"Ho~ ho ho ho ho ho..." After a hoarse and ugly laugh, Duan Tang said: "Living a life like a dog, how can I compare to you, senior brother, with majesty?"

Dao Zheng hummed flatly, and said: "Brother's saber intent at this moment is really full, and the killing intent in his heart is also chilling."

Duan Tang said in a deep voice: "With such sword intent, do you think it can kill you?"

Dao Zheng said: "It's still a little bit worse."

Duan Tang frowned: "Why?"

Dao Zheng said: "Because... I can fly."

Duan Tangga laughed out loud, "I can fly too."

Dao Zheng said: "But I can fly earlier than you."

The two looked at each other in silence.

After a while...

"Ha, hahahahahaha~"

"Hahahahahaha~"

Laugh out loud.

After the laughter ended, Dao Zheng turned his gaze to Chen Qingshu. Chen Qingshu understood and waved his hand at the swordsmen on horseback in the front row. Dozens of swordsmen got off their horses with a "huh" in unison.

Then he quickly came to the other fourteen carriages, brandished his knife, and killed all the healthy horses pulling the carriages, and the luxurious carriages crashed forward.

Hulala, the people in the carriage rolled out. These people include men and women, gray-haired old men, pale-faced teenagers, young girls with teary eyes, beautiful women, and several four- and five-year-olds. children,.

At this time, they were all bound hands and feet, with iron balls stuffed in their mouths, and some of them even had their tendons and tendons cut off. They were crying or showing resentment. Pulling his hair, he put it between the two carriages of Dao Zheng and Duan Tang.

The swordsmen pulled them up on their knees, facing Duan Tang, with sharp knives across their necks.

The raindrops fell, and Dao Zheng tapped lightly on the window edge of the carriage with his index finger, making a tinkling sound.

Said: "Brother, Sun Chuan has 58 families, his uncle, his mother, his aunt, his wife, daughter and concubine, five sons, six grandchildren, and other relatives are all here. Senior brother is Do it yourself, or let our disciples do it for you?"

The madness and distortion on Duan Tang's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a sense of loneliness and sadness, he sighed long and waved his hand lightly.

Seeing his action, the swordsmen did not hesitate, raised their knives, and cut the necks of 58 people. The corpses fell to the ground, blood mixed with muddy water.

When the dust settled, Duan Tang got down from the crude carriage and saluted Dao Zheng respectfully.

(End of this chapter)