Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Chapter 51 Please go down the mountain [Please recommend a monthly pass! 】

early morning.

"quick!"

"Following vehicles keep up!"

"Make sure the truck arrives at the appointed place on time!"

Amidst the noise and howling, Nan Huaiqin watched as the special combat vehicle loaded with thermal weapons and the huge truck covered with green felt drove into the secret place in the western suburbs.

The sixtieth old man glanced at the time on his wrist and let out a long breath.

The decisive battle is finally coming.

Nan Huaiqin, with sharp eyes like a knife and a figure like a rainbow, followed the truck into the secret realm.

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Chiyang Mountain.

The sky in the east is slightly twilight, but the golden sun has not yet penetrated, and layers of clouds will cover the sky.

Wisps of drizzle are like silk threads, shuttling between the sky and the mountain.

The rain cut through the mist and dew in the mountains, adding a sense of dust to the whole Chiyang Mountain.

Among the high mountains, dense clouds and water are common.

Sitting cross-legged under the tree, Lu Chen slightly opened his eyes, looking at the mountain top hidden in the rain clouds, the young Taoist's eyes flickered.

The rain disturbed the rest of the few people, guarding the fire that was about to fall in the distance, the few people turned their eyes to Lu Chen and remained silent.

Obviously, they were waiting for Lu Chen's final decision.

They were less than two hours away from the summit.

It also means that two hours later, they will formally face a big demon from ten thousand years ago.

And Lu Chen is their core.

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The top of Chiyang Mountain.

The middle-aged man sitting behind the desk opened his eyes slightly, the white light in his eyes shone, and the originally calm mountain wind suddenly scattered.

"It's mid-Tianyuan."

The light in the eyes gradually dissipated, and Ping Yuan moaned softly, his eyes were a little hot.

"This moment is really too long."

The middle-aged man looked up to the sky, and seemed to enjoy this feeling of regaining his strength.

After thousands of years, he finally reappeared in the world by virtue of Yuan.

As long as he eats Lu Chen and improves his cultivation level again, this piece of world will be completely reduced to his demon country.

"Qinghan, you and I will be the masters of this world soon."

Ping Yuan let out a wild laugh, and the monster power poured out unscrupulously, straight to the sky.

The woman in red said coldly, "I hate that I didn't kill you first."

"late."

The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully: "You didn't want to kill me back then, but now no one in the whole world can kill me."

After finishing speaking, Ping Yuan's eyes flashed sarcasm: "You are like that dead ghost Lin Yanghou, with blood dripping from your hands, but the compassion in your mouth is louder than anyone else's."

"Wait, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Qing Han did not answer.

"Clap!"

A drop of drizzle lightly fell on the desk, watching the splashing water, Ping Yuan stretched his brows and tightened slightly, and murmured, "It's another rainy day."

"Rain is good too."

The middle-aged man suddenly smiled slightly: "Save the dew and make tea."

"Qinghan, cooking tea on a rainy day and waiting for the celestial master, will it be a good talk in the future?"

Ping Yuan stretched out his hand to draw a small pot in the air with demon power, collecting the falling rainwater one by one.

The woman inside remained silent.

Ping Yuan seemed to be a little used to Qing Han's half-hearted answer, tapped his fingertips on the table, and the picture used to monitor the outer mountain reappeared.

Looking at the hordes of traffic, Ping Yuan smiled disdainfully: "These ants are weaker than I thought."

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"stop!"

The man in camouflage standing in the open space raised his hand high. Amidst the sound of brakes, the traffic flow gradually stopped, and many special combat vehicles surrounded the huge truck in the middle.

"Report, the team is assembled and ready to launch at any time!"

The camouflage man straightened his back and his voice was like a bell.

Nan Huaiqin and other three masters in special combat uniforms stood at the front.

The sixtieth old man stared at the mountains in the clouds, his ears trembled slightly.

Nan Huai Qinping stretched out his palm to catch a drop of rainwater. Looking at the splash of water in his palm, a flash of determination flashed in the eyes of the sixty-sixth old man.

"Keep the truck safe."

The sixtieth old man was full of majesty, and his voice was like thunder: "Launch on time!"

"Yes!"

The camouflage man responded heavily.

Nan Huaiqin endured the slightly turbulent mood, and said in a deep voice: "The special operators continue to advance!"

"Yes!"

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In Chiyang Mountain, the rain is like weaving.

In the speckled rain and fog, the five people walked up the mountain slowly.

The five people used bamboo bones and backpacks to transform into five pitch-black canopies to resist the falling raindrops.

Among the splashes of water all over the sky, the five canopies are like duckweed in the mountains, moving up slowly at a leisurely pace.

Several people also changed their previous ways.

Lu Chen, who had been walking back and forth in the courtyard, came to the front, and the young Taoist walked steadily and calmly.

There was a sense of confidence in the eyes, as if the mountain was not a demon king from ten thousand years ago, but an ordinary mountain beast.

Chen Qilin held an umbrella in one hand and a Tang saber in the other, followed Lu Chen with slightly drooping eyelids, and his heart was as calm as ever, without any waves.

The remaining three did not say a word, silently suppressing the waves in their hearts.

Compared with the bottom of the mountain, the closer to the top of the mountain, the quieter it is.

It's eerie to be quiet.

There are no ghosts, ghosts, or birds and beasts on the roadside.

It seems that Ping Yuan knew how many people were going up the mountain, so he specially swept the door to welcome them.

On the quiet mountain road, the rain became more and more dense.

It seems that they understand the last stand of several people, and they come here specially to offer a few touches of murderous aura.

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Down the mountain.

Everyone was bathed in the rain without making any sound, just waiting for Nan Huaiqin who was standing in the middle to give an order.

The iceberg girl Ling Liner's hair was already wet by the rain, she looked at the time on her wrist, and shouted, "Report, the appointed time has arrived!"

Looking at the top of the mountain that was completely covered by the rain clouds, the sixtieth old man's eyes brightened, and he straightened his spine: "Ready to launch!"

"Yes!"

The special operators waiting on the side agreed heavily.

The green felt cloth covering the huge truck was ripped off with a clatter, and the falling water droplets drew an arc in the air.

In the fine mechanical sound, the truck raised a row of launchers.

Those were slender shells that looked like rockets, neatly arranged, and there were dozens of them.

"emission!"

In a burst of air waves, the slender cannonballs rushed into the sky with brilliant tail flames, and exploded heavily!

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On the mountain road, the rain curtain gradually expanded and rushed.

Lu Chen stopped in an open space not far from the top of the mountain.

Chen Qilin raised his head slightly, looked at the top of the mountain in front of him, and murmured: "Aren't you going up?"

Lu Chen looked at the towering Jinsong in front of him, and shook his head lightly: "We are visitors, and he should go out to greet him by reason."

With a snap of his fingers, he sealed off the entire open space with a blinding leaf. Lu Chen shook out all the items in the storage bag. Looking at the utensils all over the floor, the young Taoist smiled deeply.

Chen Qilin looked at the utensils all over the floor, nodded slightly, and the Tang knife in his hand passed over his palm, leaving a line of blood.

……

After a long while, the blind that blocked the open space was removed.

Lu Chen was sitting under the strong pine, with two bamboo cups in front of him, with a slight tea smell.

The remaining four people are missing.

Under the rain curtain, Lu Chen slowly raised his head, his eyes brightened, and he said with a big smile, "Lv Chen from Qingyao Mountain on the poor road came to visit the Lord of Chiyang Mountain, and prepared a little wild tea in the mountains as a gift."

"This cup of hot tea, please come down the mountain by Yuan."

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