A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 1350 Who Do You Think Will Win?
"Langmo, let's try—"

Lang Kui unbuttoned his outer shirt and tossed it to Qian, revealing the tight-fitting robe on the inside. His slender body was not inferior to Lang Mo's burly and tall body.When it is pulled, it shows a sturdy and coercive momentum, silently provocative, and the whole martial arts hall is filled with a majestic and indomitable domineering aura.

He raised his eyebrows lightly, motioning everyone to take a few steps back and leave the battlefield to the two inside.

Lance lay dead on the ground, reluctant to leave for a long time.Lang Mo is very strong, and Lang Kui was known as the most powerful warrior of the Chasing Wind Tribe decades ago. Even though he has been missing for nearly a hundred years, the surviving members of the clan will inevitably show amazed expressions when they see Lang Kui.Indeed, in their eyes, Lang Kui is still the powerful and invincible warrior he was a hundred years ago.

Listening to the reminiscence descriptions of the elders in the family naturally left a deep impression on the younger generation like Lance.

"Are you willing to speak up?" Lang Mo raised his eyebrows, and he didn't politely refuse Lang Kui's move. He had paid Lang Kui's attention when they met in Yubei, but it was a pity that Lang Kui kept refusing to agree at that time.This delay lasted for half a year, and this belated battle caused ripples in Lang Mo's silent heart.To be honest, it is difficult for Lang Mo to feel passionate about fighting Lance and the others now.

Lang Kui turned a deaf ear, as if he didn't hear Lang Mo's sarcastic words.

"Don't suppress Xiaoyue Sirius' blood aura, fight me with all your strength!" Lang Kui said seriously.

After recuperating for too long, Lang Kui almost lost his fighting instinct!Sensing the powerful and tyrannical blood aura on Lang Mo's body, like the aura of a fierce beast from ancient times, locked on Lang Kui, Lang Kui suddenly became short of breath, and his face could not help showing a faint flush.Agitated, but also revealed the ruthlessness of hunting.

It has been too long since no one has been able to arouse the desire to fight in Lang Kui's body, but now, feeling the stinging aura emanating from Lang Mo's body, the aura is gradually rising like it is expanding without end.The onlookers who were watching from a distance kept backing away. Except for Jiang Qing and Mocha, who did not move, the others retreated one after another.

As if, he couldn't resist the coercion released by the two people in the martial arts hall.

"Langtu Jiangyao, you continue to retreat, the gap is too big, it is not good for you to watch too close." Jiang Qing warned.He signaled that the brothers and sisters had better retreat to the outer wall of the house to watch, otherwise, the aura released by Lang Mo and Mo's real fight might affect them themselves.Although Langtu Jiangyao's strength is good, but he is still young, and this level of fighting is good for their future growth, but getting too close can easily hurt them.

Langtu Jiangyao was ignorant, although she was surprised at Jiang Qing's request, she did not disobey, she obediently retreated to the farthest wall, rested on the branch of a big tree at the foot of the wall, and stared intently at the two petrified confrontation in the martial arts hall. people.

"Jiang Qing, who do you think will win?" Qian Qing asked.

Without turning around, his shallow eyes stared at the two people who had already begun to try to fight.Curious about the outcome of the battle, I couldn't help asking.

Jiang Qing smiled, also did not turn around to look shallow, and said decisively: "Langmo."

"Oh! Why are you so sure?" Shocked slightly, she turned sideways to look at Jiang Qing's calm and calm face, feeling a little unhappy in her heart.

"Intuition!" Jiang Qing said leisurely.After saying that, she completely ignored Qian's blue and white face at that time. She didn't forget that when she was in the forest of death, Qian made those bitter medicinal soups that could drink the dead, and she felt very relieved to be able to cheat Qian.Furthermore, she could feel the energy and blood of Lang Kui and Lang Mo, and it was obvious that Lang Mo was superior.

"Puff!" Behind him, Lance was the first to burst out laughing uncontrollably. With a smile, he naturally pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth. Shocked..."

Suddenly, everyone looked down at the nonsensical Lance.Almost paralyzed from the injury, this man can't help but make trouble, enough is enough!
Beside Lance, Cao Cao who just ran from outside raised his hand, hit the back of Lance's head, and scolded: "Lance, can't you be quiet? Don't you think the injury is not serious enough? If this is the case, I will I don't mind letting you lie on the ground for two more days, so as not to be an eyesore everywhere."

Hearing what Cao said, Lance immediately raised his hand to make a zipper gesture on his mouth, and fell silent.

However, after Lance's trouble, the weird atmosphere just now suddenly relaxed.

Qian looked at Jiang Qing, then at Lance who was pretending to be dead, rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Cut! Do I look like a narrow-minded person? It's really a fuss that I need to be so vigilant."

As soon as the words fell, the faces of everyone around suddenly became very subtle.In terms of the character of loving and holding grudges, Lang Mo and Qian can definitely rank first in the tribe.These two are particularly vengeful, and they will show no mercy to schemers.

"I will go all out to shoot, you'd better not hold back." Lang Kui said solemnly.

After the words fell, the whole person swept towards Langmo like a hurricane.Lang Mo's stern face flashed away tyrannically, no matter how Lang Mo restrained himself, it would not damage his desire for battle and blood deep in his bones. He noticed that Jiang Qing didn't like these things, although he didn't repel them, but he wasn't very fond of them. accept.Subconsciously, Lang Mo will restrain that body's instinctive desire.

Lang Kui's provocative, unabashed declaration of battle.

Thoroughly arousing Lang Mo's desperate desire to fight, his calm eyes were stained with scarlet, and his mouth let out a low growl, instantly turning into an afterimage and wrestling with Lang Kui.Purely physical combat, everything is driven by instinct, the more it is like this, the more exciting it is.Feeling the strong murderous aura between the two of them, countless people in Qingcheng were shocked instantly.Everyone raised their heads one after another and looked at the direction of the wind-chasing area. The two strong auras were like two soaring dragons, venting their momentum over Qingcheng without any cover.

In the center of Qingcheng, the towering totem pole engraved on the sky and erected into the sky faintly bloomed with a stern and domineering coercion.

The power of the totem was aroused. At this moment, anyone who was not a fool would know that the person who did it must be a member of the Molang tribe of the Wind Chasing Tribe.It can easily arouse the power of the totem, and the name of Lang Mo is engraved deep in their minds instantly.

One person, Langmo, had already made them jealous, but now they found that there was a strong man who was not inferior to Langmo in the Chasing Wind Tribe. In an instant, those people who were busy with conspiracy and conspiracy were haunted by inseparable clouds.

"Damn it, what tricks does the Wind Tribe want to play?" In Qingcheng, in a secluded courtyard, a wooden table collapsed into pieces.Standing beside him was a furious man with a distorted and almost hideous expression.

"Calm down, Chihu. If the Chasing Wind Tribe notices your existence, you probably won't get any benefit." Another man next to him warned.Unexpectedly, the humble and inconspicuous existence of the Forest of Death in the past is now controlling one side from above.

(End of this chapter)