Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

　　 At this moment, in the snowy mountains and forests.

　　 "Huh, huh...Here, where does this pop out of an acquired master who is close to the ‘rejuvenation’ realm?!"

　　 Old man Mo, who was swiftly sliding towards the woods, was full of despair at this time.

　　 He doesn't believe that Su Zhou is really as tender as his face-that is obviously the prolonged lifespan caused by the innate martial artist's cultivation base, and the phenomenon of gray hair turning black!

"It's not easy to be a nephew, Monk Fang Hui, and Xi Zhao's Heroines. They are already good players in a hundred families. Otherwise, they will not shoulder the heavy responsibility of escorting the relic. As a result, the three of them attacked but were easily resolved by the other party.'Xing Jian' Although the blow may seem simple and unpretentious, but the sound is loud, it is really a blow that is enough to split the stubborn stone and iron, and even the soul!"

　　 "As a result, it hits the forehead directly, and the other party owes even a yawn-this kind of immortal power, I am afraid it is not similar to that of the Demon Dynasty royal family!"

Old man Mo knows that although his seniority is high, he only knows strange skills but cannot use force. Since the opponent is terrifying, the biggest task of his own transportation task is to run as far as possible-even if it is to destroy the relic, he must not let it go. Those magic soldiers take it to spoil!

　　 boom boom boom boom——

　　 However, he heard the sound of trees shaking and tree trunks breaking.

　　 The old man turned his head subconsciously, and suddenly the soul had taken a shot—I saw the gray-robed, black-haired ‘young man’ flying above the trees! He stepped out, and the tree trunks and branches under his feet either broke on the spot or shook violently, and the gray shadow quickly approached himself in an ugly and unfavorable bouncing posture that was not trivial at all!

　　 "Don't come here!!!"

　　 "No, you stop it!"

After a while.

"Master, what do you call it?" Su Zhou, who was diluting the holy water with snow water and smearing the monk's head by the blazing bonfire, raised his head and looked to one side with gray hair, but his body was quite healthy. The old man with a ruddy complexion.

The monk’s head is very smooth and feels a bit patina. The cheek bones that were shattered before are also held upright by the skilled old man with the knife and tweezers he brought to pick out the bone slag. Now he only needs to use holy water to accelerate the healing of the flesh and blood. That's it.

While healing the opponent’s injury, he asked politely: "Where is this place? Why do you have to work hard with me when you hear of'out of the mountain'? And why do you misunderstand what kind of demon guard I am? It's because of my handle. Big wooden centipede spear? It's so strange."

"Old man... uh, my name is Mo Ganxiu." On the other side of the bonfire, helping Su Zhou move the unconscious team members to the bonfire, the old people in a circle trembled after hearing Su Zhou's voice. It also replied very politely.

　　 The old man's short white hair doesn't need to be, it seems to be to avoid disturbing the line of sight, and deliberately scratched. His face was vicissitudes of life and wrinkles, but his eyes were quite bright, and he had an air of craftsmanship all over his body.

　　 This can also be seen from the hands. This old man who claims to be Mo Ganxiu takes care of his hands much better than others. He looks at least fifty years younger than his face, like a young man, without any scars.

　　 And this old man is still a little bit different from the feeling that Su Zhou swooped a dozen minutes ago, just like catching a chicken, grabbing the back of his neck and pinching himself up.

——His old man lived sixty out of nine. He has built ingenious machines for countless people, and Zenith steam stoves have made one by himself. This is the first time such an old man’s neck and spine have to be pulled out. Up! 'a feeling of.

"As for this, it's the Taibai Mountains..." For his own life and the mission of the entire team, Mo Ganxiu wiped the cold sweat on his head, weighing his vocabulary and said: "As for going out... Shao Xia, alas, Shao Xia Your inheritance in this line may not have returned to China in recent decades, right?"

"As in today’s turmoil, the people of An Dynasty’s undead emperor have no livelihood. There are ten houses in China, and the living people are either rebellious or forced to go up to the mountains and waters, or leave China to wander, except for the humans and animals they raise. Few people dared to go out and walk - in addition to the areas controlled by the rebels, there may also be some cities in remote border states, but there are not many, and they will basically collapse."

"An Chao? Ten rooms and nine empty spaces? Humans and animals?" Su Zhou chewed the term and frowned. Of course he knew that An Chao was the last emperor dynasty before Zhengguo. He was the one of the nine emperors of the An Dynasty. The name and main deeds can be reported one by one.

　　 But at present, it seems that even the last year King Li didn't engage in such a horrible life. That guy was going to sacrifice for longevity, and what kind of tribute... etc. Su Zhou's breathing paused slightly.

　　——This is obviously different from the current Zhengguo. It is better to say that the difference is too far. This is a world of martial arts, with aura and inner strength!

　　 recalled some vocabulary that the opponent had blurted out during the previous battle—the undead demon soldier, whose self-healing power was comparable to that of a royal.

　　The connection...

　　 Su Zhou's memory was strengthened by Wisdom Fruit. At this time, he lowered his head and frowned, but he thought of many things. After a while, he raised his head and cautiously asked Mo Ganxiu: "Then dare to ask the old man, what is the name of An Chao now, and how many years is it? And what are you doing? It sounds like that. The imperial court with the'immortal power' opposes--is it the rebels?"

　　 "Young man, you really don't know anything?"

Hearing this, Mo Ganxiu really believed that the young man in front of him might really be a descendant of the hidden inheritance... Other than that, he had completely mastered himself and the right to kill in life according to the other party. Quite courteous action, and asked some common sense questions, it really doesn’t seem to be like having been in the recent Shenzhou.

　　 But in that case, what should be the explanation for the spear head refined from the centipede's big jaw stinger, with incredible self-healing power and obviously implanted with the immortal roots of Shenmu? Sure enough, I still can't believe it all...Hey, what if I don't believe it, they are prisoners.

　　 The old man was thinking about thousands of times, but in the end he gave up concealing or other plans. Anyway, he couldn't escape, he said directly: "It's the year of An, Chao, and Yongning, the 74th year."

　　 "As for my identity, I am naturally a ‘Hundred Righteous Soldiers’-the rebels against the innocent tyrant."

Having said this, the old man sighed. He straightened up and bowed deeply to Su Zhou: "I have been attacked by magic soldiers before, so when I saw the centipede spear, I was preconceived, thinking that since I encountered a strong enemy , It’s better to start first... I should apologize, but now it’s really running out of time!"

　　 "I am waiting for a great responsibility, which is related to the life of the world and the survival of this China. If you are really not a member of the Demon Dynasty, please let me wait and leave later. After completing the great responsibility, I will definitely come back to do my best!

　　 This posture is really low, even rather humble. It can be seen that this mission is more important than the life and dignity of the **** team.

　　——An Dynasty, Yongning period... Seventy-four years?

　　 [In the 19th year of An Dynasty and Yongning, the king of Li was tyrannical and innocent, a hundred schools of thought were righteous, and the world was against the world]

　　 But just before hearing the words, Su Zhou recalled these familiar historical vocabulary...An Dynasty, the last year, Baijia...Is it possible that this is the aura version of Li Wangwudao, Baijia uprising?

　　 Because of the spiritual energy, the persecution is even worse, so that there are ten rooms and nine empty spaces in China?

　　 But Yongning 74 is too weird! You know, in history, in the 19th year of Yongning, the An dynasty was crumbling ~www.readwn.com~ it was completely annihilated in 21 years. In the 74 years, if nothing else, King Li could live for so long, but one year. Do not change the number?

　　 "Weird, worthy of a world with a deviation of more than 20, this kind of specious feeling."

　　 knew the information, but there were more doubts in his mind, but in the end, when he saw Mo Ganxiu solemnly bow to himself, Su Zhou still scratched his head with a headache.

"Oh...Look at what you said, how could I not let you go? I also blamed me for thinking about asking questions from the beginning. If I didn't succeed, I could try the local people's standards by the way. I didn't expect you to be so strong. ."

　　 He watched less costume dramas, but he heard a lot of cross talk on the side of Aunt Wen. Although the other party was speaking in the main text, he was really unaccustomed to the way he spoke.

It was not when he was not prepared enough, Su Zhou hurriedly helped Mo Ganxiu up. After thinking for a while, he still said in the vernacular: "You want to go, of course you go, I just want to know a piece of news. That's it."

　　 "In this way, you see those people are still in a coma, then before they wake up, Mr. Mo, you can help me explain what is going on in this world?"

After being lifted up by Su Zhou, the old man stared at him directly. For the first time, he looked at the young man so close...I really couldn't find any traces of lying or concealment. On the contrary, it is like a natural, free and easy mentality.

　　—No wonder, if it's such a person, it's not surprising that things like blocking the way and asking questions.

　　 Mo Ganxiu could only let out a sigh of relief and said, "This world is not complicated, but simple is not simple."

　　 "Everything must start with the founding emperor of An Dynasty, find a piece of ‘undead wood’ on the islands of the South China Sea and start talking..."