Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 53
"Xi Wu Qiu went all the way in. There are indeed several masters in the palace. Xi Wu Qiu fought hard to defeat the enemy with one enemy, and finally found Gaomu Town. But the scholar has been tortured to death by him. Xi Wu Qiu picked up Gaomu Town, the king of Zhenbei just rushed back from the outside at this time." Zhu Gaoyang said in a low voice, "The king of Zhenbei wanted him to let go of Gaomu Town, so he can let the past go, but Xi Wuchou gave him a look and slashed his sword in front of him. The sword cut Gao Muzhen to death."

"……and then?"

"Then, the King of Zhenbei was naturally enraged completely, and Xi Wu Chou, who had never broken the border, was of course not an opponent. He was caught by him and subjected to inhumane torture." Zhu Gaoyang said with a low smile, "This is the No. 19 chapter. story so far."

"..."

"Look, you haven't read Chapter 20. Are you asking me to end with regrets?"

Pei Ye was speechless, he wanted to encourage him, but he didn't expect this story to end like this.

"But, isn't there still No. 20?" Pei Ye reluctantly said.

At this time, there was a glimmer of light in the sky, and a white jade sword talisman flew down and hovered in front of it. The two were slightly startled, and Pei Ye immediately reached out to pick it off.

Zhu Gaoyang raised his bloody hand, injected a faint trace of true energy, and said in a cool voice: "I will arrive before sunrise, and if there is any change in location, I will let you know at any time."

The two were silent for a moment, looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

It is good news that Ming Qi is willing to come, but before sunrise, it is difficult for them to hold on to this time.

Zhu Gaoyang dropped his head on Pei Ye's shoulder again, and muttered, "The voice is really nice."

Pei Ye turned her head to look at him: "Persist until noon tomorrow, and you will be able to see the real person."

Zhu Gaoyang laughed, and then coughed weakly.

The two stopped talking, and Pei Ye hurried on with all his strength. Gradually, the sky dimmed.

Zhu Gaoyang's complexion actually got better after being repaired by the dragon's blood, and his true energy gradually recovered, but it was far from impossible to organize another ambushe at noon.

According to calculations, it is time for Zhushijiao to catch up again.

Pei Ye called Hei Chi in his belly: "Where have you been?"

"At most half an hour." During this period of time, Hei Chi was obviously also running around behind.

If you can ride on the black chi, you don't have to worry about being caught up in a short time.

Just as Pei Ye took a deep breath, the sound of Xi Suo suddenly came from the nearby forest. Pei Ye turned her head and saw a sword glow in front of her eyes!
Behind the sword light is a black robe with wings spread like an owl.

The purple-robed man hadn't caught up with him yet, the black-robed man would only be slower than them, why did he suddenly appear in front?

Although he was confused for a moment, the familiar speed and strength were indeed almost the same as Wu Zaigu back in the day!

Obviously this is the most powerful enemy that he can face, and if he is not careful, he will die on the spot, but Pei Ye unexpectedly gave birth to a trace of kindness.

After killing Wu Zaigu, Pei Ye thought it was the harvest time, even if there was some ending left, a taller person had already come up from Zhoucheng and Shenjing, so he didn't have to worry about it anymore.

Unexpectedly, that was only the prelude to the real crisis. Those taller people had indeed stood upright, but the sky was still slowly falling.

After Jing Ziwang's death is Zhu Gaoyang, Zhu Gaoyang is also dying now, and another Ming Qitian will come tomorrow.

This matter has always been related to his life and death, but he has always been just an ant waiting for his fate to come under the pillar supporting the sky.

Will this plot be stopped here by Ming Qitian?If Ming Qitian can't stop, who will stand up?
Pei Ye didn't know, and couldn't make a decision. He could only try his best to move around in this vortex, in order to get a better result.

And even this opportunity to try his best, he rarely has.

Now it's finally time.

Zhu Gaoyang's sword was handed to him.This sword is slightly longer than Pei Ye's own, and its feel and appearance are several grades higher. There is a line of small vermilion characters engraved on the head of the sword: under the armor, rhinoceros shines on the furnace, Shen.

Pei Ye held the hilt of the sword and unsheathed it.

The light of the sword body is introverted, not a bright mirror but autumn water, and the material is also very flexible, even a bit not like metal.Unlike Pei Ye's, when it was unsheathed, it showed a chill that couldn't be concealed.

Behind every sword rated as "A" is the hard work of a master swordsmith in Donghai Jianlu. They will carefully ask the sword seeker about the swordsmanship, life experience, and preferences that the sword seeker has studied since childhood. Fighting methods and all other information are kept secret.

Then it took several days and nights to design the blueprints, then carefully select the materials, and forge them meticulously. When the sword is finished, they will engrave the grade, sword casting furnace and their own name on the sword.

For the swordsman, such a sword has a very deep personal brand, and their fate is often to accompany the swordsman's life and enter the tomb together.

On the one hand, swordsmen who are qualified to hold an "A" sword will often not bury its reputation, and will give it a sufficiently prominent "lifetime"; on the other hand, for those who pursue the sword, they will not accept it. Such a sword is completely designed for others, even if it is from father and master.

But it is more than enough to kill people temporarily.

With a wave of Pei Ye's bullet, dozens of faint blue flames appeared. He still doesn't know what the use of the flames is, but at least it can confuse the enemy's vision.

A sword flew out of the flames, the blade reflected the flames, and cut into the throat of the visitor.

The man in black robe felt his eyes flashing and then blacking out, and a cold pain came from his neck.

The people in black robes in the mountains obviously didn't know how Wu Zaigu died, and they never imagined that the young man could use such a sword.

To be honest, if Pei Ye had used [Cloud Sky Covers Eyes and Lost Feathers] at that time, even with the blessing of Quail Head and Little Jiao Xin, it might not be able to pose a threat to the seven or eight lives of people who were in good condition.

But now that he is full of dragon blood, the basic quality of his body is no longer inferior to these people, and the potential of this sword has been further brought into play.

Withdraw the sword, the blade is not stained with blood, it is still as smooth as new.

"This should be the people that Zhu Shijiao sent out to hunt and kill me that day." Zhu Gaoyang said in a low voice.

If so, there may be more than one.

This black-robed man obviously walked forward, and the others should not be far behind.

Just as Pei Ye was about to leave immediately, a "long-lost" pain suddenly came from his abdomen, and several tentacles rushed out, bound the still-dead black robe, and inhaled all the ointment that turned him into a blue ointment.

Even though she told herself countless times that it was "it" and not herself that was eating people, this scene still made Pei Ye quite nauseated.

But soon he didn't want to be entangled in this kind of emotion, because he obviously felt that with the intake of this body, there was a hint of sprouting in the light cocoon in his abdomen.

Hatching speeds up.

And with the appearance of this thread of sprouting, Pei Ye instinctively felt palpitations.

There is no reason and no reason, and it cannot be suppressed. It comes from the depths of the body, the fear of the thing in the abdomen that is beginning to wake up.

Pei Ye tried hard to endure this feeling, turned around and continued to run.

　Ask for leave!
　　Starting today, only one chapter will be updated, which will last for about three days, and will resume on Saturday.

　　In the previous single update, I said that I would go out for four or five days this week, and I was saving manuscripts at that time.

　　The current problem is that there is not enough space to save the manuscript, and the second is that the quality of the manuscript that I was rushing to rush was not good enough. It always feels perfunctory to just send it out, so I still plan to squeeze in time to revise it.

　　For many readers who said "short" and "faster", I can only say sorry, after the past few days, I will immediately devote myself to writing.

　　ps: If there is an author whose daily update is 4000, everyone will say he is short; but if he starts to update 2000, maybe everyone will think that 4000 is not bad! (`)
　　
　
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