Wild boar

Chapter 436 Neat
"Miss Zhang, is the battle over?" Li Xiumiao came up behind Zhang Wanru and asked.

"I don't know." Zhang Wanru, who was holding the flying sword, did not relax her vigilance at all. She observed the flying sword and everything outside through the gaps in the stone wall.

This statement came out.

Li Xiumiao, Shu Sanhe and others, who had originally relaxed their vigilance, shrank their necks and hid in the cellar again with horrified expressions on their faces.

Zhang Wanru continued to observe the outside world.

The enemy must be hidden in the concealment circle.

That sword blow may or may not have killed him.

That's right... He said that the remote-controlled black flying sword did lose its aura and fell to the ground, but this did not mean that the enemy was dead.

Maybe it's just pretending...

When he lets his guard down and walks out boldly, he will immediately launch a fatal attack.

After waiting for nearly a cup of tea, Zhang Wanru became more and more certain that the enemy in the dark was not dead at all, and might not even be injured.

The falling black flying sword was just a trap he laid.

He's an old fox!
How to force him out?

Zhang Wanru's eyes narrowed.

Various plans passed through her mind.

Just when Zhang Wanru and Xu Jintang were fighting wits.

A team of five appeared.

Jianshilin Mutton Restaurant is one of the few white shops in the entire rocky desert, so its business is good and it is often visited by people.

Naturally, this five-person team also came to visit.

"Hey! There is actually a flying sword." A chubby Taoist saw the black flying sword falling on the ground and wanted to put it in his bag with excitement.

In the stone house, a sneer appeared on Zhang Wanru's lips.

She didn't care about the lives of these strangers at all. As long as she could force the enemies in the dark to reveal themselves, these people would die well.

"Don't go!" The old man leading the team grabbed the chubby monk. He looked solemnly at the dense sword marks on the mutton restaurant.

These sword marks are all fresh.

Here is the battlefield!
And it's not over yet.

"Let's retreat!" The old man leading the team waved his hand, and the five people retreated and hid in a very far distance to observe.

Just this one decision transformed them from fish in the pond to fishermen watching the fire from the other side.

"Master Xie, what's going on?" The chubby little Qi practitioner still didn't understand what was going on.

"This is a duel between sword cultivators. Let's stay away and watch." The old man named Xie who led the team said with a thoughtful look on his face.

the other side.

Zhang Wanru knew that this group of monks would not be fooled, so she simply walked to the cellar, kicked open the cellar door, and said to the people in the cellar: "Who can lend me a flying sword?"

Whoosh!
A low-grade flying sword shot out from the stone wall of Jianshilin Mutton Restaurant and hit the black flying sword lying on the ground.

The black flying sword with no aura suddenly rose in brilliance, and bounced away the low-grade flying sword borrowed by Zhang Wanru, and then the black high-grade flying sword shot towards the direction where Zhang Wanru was hiding.

clang!
Another crisp sound.

Zhang Wanru used the green eagle sword in her hand to slash at the black flying sword again.

The black flying sword's spiritual light dispersed, and it let out a mournful cry. Fine cracks even appeared on the sword body.

Exactly at this time.

On a high ground 300 meters away to the right of Jianshilin Mutton Restaurant, an old man suddenly appeared, turned into a stream of light and fled away.

Whoosh!
Zhang Wanru, who had been prepared for a long time, took out the green eagle sword in her hand.

The top-quality flying sword was inserted into Xu Jintang's chest almost instantly.

A black light shield rose.

Xu Jintang's life-saving cassock shield was naturally activated.

Only in a moment.

The light shield was cut through by the flying sword.

The green eagle sword pierced Xu Jintang's chest and completely wiped out his vitality.

The green eagle sword circled in mid-air, picked up Xu Jintang's storage bag, and then flew back to Jianshilin Mutton Restaurant.

About five, six hundred meters away.

"Master Xie, that flying sword seems to be Master Murong's green eagle?"

Xie Feng waved his hand to stop the disciple from speaking.

Under the gaze of Xie Feng and other passerby monks, a woman wearing black clothes walked out of the Jianshilin Mutton Restaurant.The woman glanced slightly at Xie Feng and others, then turned into a ray of light and left.

"Let's go! Ask that woman about her situation. How come Master Murong's green eagle is in her hands?" Xie Feng took his disciples to the Jianshilin Mutton Restaurant to find out the news.

……

Stony desert.

There is a white stone slope not far from the Jianshi Forest, and there is a huge lake under the white stone slope.

The lake is clear and beautiful, like a mirror.

A little wild boar walks on the edge of the lake as if admiring the scenery of the mirror-like lake
Zhu Zishan didn't know the name of this lake, but he knew that he had lost a Jinzhou prince who attacked him here.

That man's name should be Murong Kang.

Several hours ago.

Heavy rain is pouring in the sharp stone forest.

Murong Kang took advantage of Zhu Zishan's convulsions to attack him secretly.

The top-quality flying sword, the Green Eagle Sword, cut through his thick skin.

Zhu Zishan used the power of the earth to repel Murong Kang.

Murong Kang used the blood escape talisman to escape, and his speed was far faster than Zhu Zishan.

However, Zhu Zishan was a wild boar demon, and Lin Min's pig nose allowed Zhu Zishan to easily locate Murong Kang's escape direction.

When the magic power of the blood escape talisman disappears, Murong Kang will definitely be caught up by Zhu Zishan and bitten to death.

But in the end, Zhu Zishan lost the pursuit, and Murong Kang came to this lake to wash away the smell on his body.

Zhu Zishan walked around the lake, and after not finding Murong Kang, he went back to find Zhang Wanru.

After finding Zhang Wanru, Zhang Wanru diligently calmed Zhu Zishan's emotions, then took out a top-quality flying sword from the storage bag and asked Zhu Zishan to help refine it.

After originally chasing Murong Kang, Zhu Zishan no longer had any hope of killing the guy who sneaked up on him.

But this top-quality flying sword was actually refined by Zhang Wanru.

this means……

Maybe there is still a chance.

……

Jianshilin Mutton Restaurant.

Xie Feng, a passerby from Jinzhou, and five other people threw down two spiritual stones and left.

They have already heard the news.

A female cultivator from Yongzhou named Zhang Wanru picked up a top-quality flying sword.

The old man just wanted this top-quality flying sword and died in the hands of the female cultivator.

That sword should be Master Murong Kang's green eagle sword.

During the duel between the two swordsmen just now, Wang Tuozi, the chef of Jianshilin Mutton Restaurant, was killed.

Now they are busy with funeral arrangements and it is impossible to entertain Xie Feng and others.

Xie Feng was so sophisticated that he naturally left with his disciples.

The guests all left.

Everyone at Jianshilin Mutton Restaurant sat around the kitchen, all looking depressed and silent.

Even Li Xiumiao, who was usually fierce, sat in the corner with a dejected look on her face, not wanting to say a word.

Wang Tuozi is dead.

Gou Xun also died. The most annoying thing is that he died of drunkenness.

What a damn coward.

"Gudong, Gudong, Gudong..."

Li Xiumiao raised her head and looked at Shu Sanhe with a strange expression.

"Where did you get the wine?" Li Xiumiao asked.

"Gou Xun drank what was left and had some mutton. Life has to go on." Shu Sanhe tore off a piece of mutton from a half-roasted whole lamb and handed it to Li Xiumiao.

Now it was already past dinner time, and the mutton restaurant suddenly experienced a big change. Two brothers who had shared the joys and sorrows died. Everyone felt bad, and no one wanted to cook, so they shared most of the mutton left in the guest room. .

Look at this piece of lamb that is roasted so tender on the inside.

Li Xiumiao sighed and said, "I'm not in the mood, you can just eat."

(End of this chapter)