Sword Among Us

Chapter 115

The martial arts chaos.

During the day, the major gang forces that have withdrawn from the city have been ambushed and attacked by the Greenwood Alliance to varying degrees! Numerous cultivators and gangsters, under the leadership of a small number of Xuan Wonderland masters, have easily defeated most of the gang's gangs, and the scenes are like a broken bamboo. People can't bear to die.

Except for a few powerful forces that barely supported the gangster's offensive, and delayed for a long time, only some people who saw the bad and decisively abandoned the darts escaped from the birth day, and most of the gangs ended up with the whole army!

period……

There are also many players who intend to intervene in the idea of ​​profiting the fishermen, but after resurrecting from the Wu Temple, they all understand the seriousness of the situation.

The tribute to the emperor’s birthday, it’s really not that they can get it!

The Greenwood Alliance blamed them for killing each other, their strength was greatly damaged, and there was no shelter from the court. They smashed them with a knife, and most of the tributes were searched by the players.

of course……

There are also some special exceptions.

Some players see some signs based on the REP recorded in different areas.

However, if there are a small number of darts and tributes, the number of ambush bandits will be small, and the chances of the leader of the mysterious gangsters will be greatly reduced. Like the big gangs, the gongs gather the tributes of the players. The more tributes, the more the number of bandits brought in. Many, Xuan Wonderland, the number of gangsters has increased dramatically, and the faster they die!

and so……

On this day, some teams that were strong enough, but with a small number of escorting darts, managed to intercept several waves of raids without losing the tributes in their hands.

Things are rare!

In the early stage, the **** cases caused by various tributes, because most of them were taken away by the court and the Greenwood Alliance, the tribute that remained in the hands of a very small number of players suddenly highlighted their value - more gang forces began to spare no effort to trace these tributes Where it is.

original……

If most of the gangs get these tributes, they can also ensure that the well water does not make river water and grow stronger;

But now the treasures, cheats, and panacea that are worthless in the hands of everyone are lost. Where do they look at a few people who use them to leap to themselves?

Under the trend of interests and greed ambitions, the rivers and lakes once again set off a more intense storm.

Even the Shaolin Temple, which is a martial art martial art martial art martial art, has been involved in the catastrophe that has caused the entire people of the rivers and lakes to become distracted...

Zhengzhou, Lushan.

Thirteen monks holding sticks hurried along the official road at the foot of the mountain, and each person’s face was filled with blood and dust.

Behind them, there is an ‘open’ dart car without a dart flag and a awning. There are three brocade boxes on it. Under the traction of the horses, all the way, “嘎吱, 嘎吱” sounds.

"Coming!"

Looking at the Lushan Mountain that broke into the clouds, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered the shackles were slightly relieved, and their eyes sparkled with excitement and excitement.

"Give your strength! In the next two miles, it is the land of our Shaolin!"

Everyone was happy, and the horse was walking for a while.

"Be careful! Someone!"

When passing by a pavilion, the first few people looked at each other and quickly whispered to the people behind them.

A group of monks showed their brilliance, the robes were shaking, the air was stirring, and they looked at the pavilion not far from the front!

The pavilion at the foot of Mount Lushan for the stop of the passers-by is very simple and common. It is built with thatched wood, with a stone table and a few stone piers in the middle.

At this time, there are two players who are in the pavilion:

A middle-aged man with a sly face, drunk holding a jar of wine, sipping a drink at the stone table, screaming from time to time, "good wine!"

The opposite man is younger, the blue shirt is moving in the wind, the hero towel is dancing, the facial lines are soft and there is no lack of perseverance, and it looks very fresh and handsome. The latter does not seem to mind the middle-aged man who is arrogant and drink. With a dull smile, while playing with his own hands, he looks like a very common jade, even if a group of people in Shaolin Temple pass by the pavilion, they don’t have a look.

However, the thirteen monks of Shaolin Temple obviously do not think that the people in the pavilion will be the pilgrims of sightseeing, and the companions who are the first to suppress the voice:

"Heart! Send a signal, let the brothers of the division come to meet..."

The person behind him rushed out, staring at the person in the pavilion, and found a thing from the Qiankun bag and threw it into the air.

"Hey!!"

In the screaming sound, a fiery red light quickly rose into the air, "Oh!", a burst of fire in the sky was not dazzling.

The two people in the pavilion reacted differently.

The middle-aged man’s face changed slightly, and he quickly glanced at the signal in the sky and immediately returned to normal;

The young man in the blue shirt didn’t even lift his head. It seemed that everything in the outside world was not as attractive as the jade in his hand, and he did not move.

A group of monks are at a loss.

They have already released their signals. I believe that soon Shaolin will have brothers and brothers to come and help. These two people are indifferent. Isn’t the other party rushing to them? Or... have you given up on the idea of ​​robbery?

and……

The gazebo is relatively wide and there is no hiding around. There should be no ambush.

Although I thought about it, the Shaolin monk did not relax his vigilance, carefully guarded the left and right side of the dart car and continued on.

Passing the gazebo.

The two people in the pavilion are still indifferent.

Only the middle-aged man stopped drinking, and the jar was placed on the table. The young man in the blue shirt who looked at the opposite jade showed his doubts.

In fact, when he rushed to the pavilion, the blue shirt youth had been here for a while.

The blue-shirt youth with extraordinary style and excellent looks looks very young. Before he came, the other side was looking up towards the direction of Lushan. His face was filled with faint love and sorrow. Although it seems to be a personal change, it is not difficult to see The other side has a special feeling for Lushan... or for Shaolin...

It was the strange change of the other party that made the middle-aged man think that the other party must be like him, with the same purpose.

However, when the Shaolin monk passed by, the other party did not even look at it even if he saw it. He was unheard of for the signal, and he could not help but hesitate.

Isn't this kid coming over this group of darts?

Seeing that the Shaolin monk’s dart car is about to leave the line of sight, the other party is still motionless and concentrates on the jade in his hand. The middle-aged man finally shakes and stands up from his seat.

"A pot... turbid wine... Going to the rivers and lakes, the poor roads are not accompanied." The young man in the blue shirt sits quietly in the pavilion, and the middle-aged man walks unsteadily, one foot and one foot to the direction of the monk. .

However, he did not find that the blue-shirt youth showed a faint smile at the moment he left the pavilion. He shook his head slightly and his eyes continued to bet on the jade.

The wind, quietly swaying through the pavilion...

Vaguely passed the sound of intermittent warheads and rushing anger.

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