The Fallen: Demon Slayer

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines on MuQing's face. The breeze in the mountains blows, and the coolness comes.

Open your eyes, Mu Qing just got up, he found a thin shirt covered on his body.

This is a woman's dress. You can smell it from the faint fragrance. It's Nangong Lingxiao's dress.

"It's cold in the mountains at night. If you sleep on the ground like this, you will easily get sick. This dress is burned. I don't need it anymore. " Nangong Lingxiao opens his mouth blandly and looks down at MuQing.

Still such a high tone and attitude, Nangong Lingxiao seems to be born so arrogant, giving people a kind of hard to get close to the feeling.

Mu Qing held his head, moved his shoulder, and said with a smile, "this dress is of good quality. Don't you really want it?"

"Don't want to, already contaminated with the wretched person's breath, how can again wear?" Nangong Lingxiao glances at MuQing again, and opens his mouth to belittle MuQing.

After that, the corner of Nangong Lingxiao's mouth rose slightly, as if he had successfully gained the upper hand in the fight, and he was a little proud.

Mu nodded, his right hand condensed a flame and burned his clothes directly.

"You! Come on, whatever you want. " Nangong Lingxiao stares at MuQing angrily, then turns his back to him immediately.

After hearing the sound, Hu Ting and Zhao Jian look in this direction and just see the scene of Mu Qing burning Nangong's clothes.

"This guy, he's so straight. Is he out of his mind?" Hu Ting frowned and said in a low voice.

Zhao Jian didn't retort, but felt that MuQing was too impulsive, and his mind was a little dull.

"I remember that it was like a dress that elder martial sister Nangong liked very much. She was almost reluctant to wear it at ordinary times. Last night, she was still hesitating when she covered Mu Qing with her clothes. Today, she was burned directly. Alas... "

Zhao Jian and Hu Ting quickly take four younger martial brothers and sisters away to avoid Nangong's tantrums.

"Who was the name you... Read out last night?" Nangong Lingxiao still can't help but be curious and ask in a low voice with his back to MuQing.

MuQing is also stunned, although Nangong Lingxiao didn't say the name, but also can know who she asked.

"A person who can never see again, she is not in this world." Mu Qing slowly opened his mouth and answered Nangong Lingxiao's question.

Nangong Lingxiao was stunned again, slightly bowed his head, "sorry, I shouldn't ask."

"Nothing. I'm used to it. Let's go. It's the business to kill Zhu Yan. " MuQing got up, moved his shoulders and arms a few times, and squeezed out a faint smile.

"Hundreds of thousands of rebels were killed in Youzhou. Does this matter have anything to do with you?" Nangong Lingxiao suddenly opens his mouth and tries to find out Mu Qing's identity again.

MuQing was still so natural. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "hmm? What, hundreds of thousands of rebels? Is Youzhou fighting again? How come I haven't heard of it. "

Nangong Lingxiao frowns, looking at MuQing, as if really don't know this matter, but more confused.

Mu Qing, the disciple of relegated immortals, the son of holy temple, the prince of Dragon God Empire, and Nangong Lingxiao can conclude that Mu Qing's true identity is inseparable from these three, and they have all been tested. But MuQing has no place to expose his identity, which makes Nangong Lingxiao more curious.

"Since you don't know, forget it. I didn't say it. Tell them to go on and try to reach their destination tonight. " Nangong Lingxiao quietly stares at MuQing's eyes, but he still can't see any clue.

Although Mu Qing was surprised at Nangong Lingxiao's inferential ability, he still didn't have any exposure. His identity must not be disclosed now, at least not before the complete fusion of Longjin outer bone.

The fragments of magic armor and the outer bones of dragon tendons are all crazy gods! If spread out, those who hide in the mountains and forests of the strong will fight to death, when even their own master is relegated to immortals are helpless.

"Well, kill Zhu Yan as soon as possible, and you can have a good rest after you go back." MuQing takes a deep breath and deliberately recovers his lazy state.

"What's more, the business of yesterday's caravan is not over. Since they also want to go to nanzhong, it must be solved. Although I don't know much about it, Hu Ting said yesterday that the money is enough to support 30000 troops for several years. Even if the world is in chaos, Bashu, where Shushan sword sect is located, can't be in chaos. " Nangong Lingxiao got up, and his tone was especially firm.

Mu Qing is a little absent-minded, as if yesterday's dream let him still aftertaste, as if thinking about something.

One day's journey, Nangong Lingxiao takes MuQing people into nanzhong area to reach Yongchang, the largest city controlled by the barbarians in nanzhong.

"Yongchang City, I didn't expect that after only two days of flying with the imperial sword, I went so far." Only the new disciple who has just started can feel the speed of flying sword and keep nodding.

Zhao Jian chuckles, but he is a little tired, because he and Hu Ting are always the ones with younger martial brothers and younger martial sisters. They consume a lot of Qi. Moreover, MuQing and Nangong Lingxiao swords are flying too fast. It's hard to keep up with them.

"Go to the city and find a local to find out how to get to Shengshan town. That's where we really want to go. Shengshan town is near Yongchang City. It should not be too far away. " Nangong Lingxiao goes straight to the gate of Yongchang and takes the lead in entering the city.

The garrison of the city gate is the barbarian soldiers in nanzhong. They are very strong and evil.

"Oh, there's a Terran woman coming. Let's have fun! Tut tut

"Let's go and have a good time. It's going to be nice tonight."

Two barbarian soldiers in nanzhong, who are responsible for guarding the gate of the city, see Nangong Lingxiao and Hu Ting, and show their evil smiles and go to them.

Mu Qing frowned slightly. He once had a dispute with the barbarians in nanzhong. He didn't like these barbarians because of their evil nature.

"Human woman, come and kneel down and lick for me!"

The barbarian soldiers were very arrogant, and their language was extremely vulgar and disgusting.

MuQing took out a sword, and without saying anything, directly swept the two barbarian soldiers and cut them off!

The bloody scene made the four new disciples retch. They had just entered the sect. How could they ever see such a killing scene? Even Hu Ting and Zhao Jian feel uncomfortable. Although they have been inner disciples for many years, they have never seen such a fierce person as Mu Qing.

Nangong Lingxiao didn't feel uncomfortable, but he was surprised at MuQing's ruthlessness. A person who can be so ruthless and decisive is afraid that there are not many lives on his back.

"To kill, to cut and to make a decision, just the murderous spirit is so strong, and there is blood in the murderous spirit! This blood gas has been condensed into blood evil. Who is he? Is he really MuQing Nangong Lingxiao frowns and thinks about the identity of MuQing.

If you can gather such rich blood gas, blood gas will soon form blood evil, which is at least the point that you can only achieve by killing tens of thousands of creatures. Even if a strong martial arts master wants to kill tens of thousands of creatures, he can't do it in three or five years.

"What's the matter, man-made reaction?"

"Tell the Lord that some people killed our guards, and they did it first!"

Inside the city, the Lord, who was riding a horse to inspect, heard a scream in the direction of the city gate and immediately asked the soldiers around him.

The soldiers who came from the city gate immediately knelt down to report the situation.

"Let's go and see who is so presumptuous!"

The LORD was very angry. As one of the eighteen lords of Yongchang, how could he tolerate the killing of his own warriors?

At the gate of the city, MuQing walked into the gate and was slightly surprised at what he saw.

Although he once dealt with the nanzhong barbarians, Mu Qingzhen never came to the territory of the nanzhong barbarians, and he didn't know the living habits of the nanzhong barbarians. Now the scene in front of him completely stunned Mu Qing, feeling that the living environment of barbarians and human beings was really different.

The city is not the house in the imagination, but a grassland, mountains and rivers! As if the gate is just a decoration, the city is still a piece of grass. Many barbarians are herding, and you can see wooden houses built on the mountains, as if these people live in the most primitive environment.

"Who are you! Human beings, this is the territory of the barbarians in nanzhong. You have to pay for your wanton killing here. " The Lord rode and pointed to MuQing with a hammer in his hand.

MuQing was able to understand the language of the barbarians in nanzhong, and their language was not much different from that of the Tang Dynasty.

"Who are you?" Mu Qing asked.

"I am the Lord of mad Lion - mad fierce! One of the 18 lords in Yongchang City is the top 20 barbarians. I will hang you up to make bacon and put it on the gate of the city to demonstrate! " The lion Lord drinks furiously and releases his savage breath.

For a moment, it seemed that his body was expanding, and his arm, half the thickness of a bucket, was particularly frightening.

Mu Qing couldn't help sneering and said, "Lord? Then you are not qualified enough to call your cave owner out. Maybe you are qualified to speak in front of me. "

"Presumptuous! Is the master of the cave the existence that you and other little people can see? Today you will surely die, eat my hammer

Crazy fierce rage, hammer hit Mu Qing, crotch horse can't stop the pressure of anti system, directly kneel to the ground.

The hammer is about to hit MuQing. The wind of the hammer is as sharp as a blade, which is almost visible to the naked eye.

Zhao Jian immediately draws his sword and prepares to rush up to deal with the barbarian Lord with MuQing.

"Savage, be wild! I'm Zhao Jian, the inner disciple of Shushan sword sect. Take my move. "

Zhao Jian stabs crazy fiercely with his sword, and his sword moves are sharp and decisive, reaching crazy fiercely's throat.

If you continue to smash the hammer at MuQing, you will get a sword in your throat. The power of this sword is enough to make the crazy owl head.

"Who is this man? Looking at the sharpness of the sword, I have to resist it!" He felt the threat of sword Qi and thought in his heart.

The hammer suddenly retracts, sweeps and blocks Zhao Jian's sword, and draws back.

Zhao Jian was even more surprised. He didn't expect that this barbarian would even borrow his strength. This kind of skill moves can be learned, enough to see that this barbarian is not simple.

"MuQing, come back, you are too cruel. Let Zhao Jian solve it. We come to nanzhong for a mission, not to make enemies with the barbarians. " Nangong Lingxiao opens his mouth and calls back MuQing.

Mu Qing nods, just clenched hands also completely loosen, back a few steps to Nangong Lingxiao side.

Hu Ting also holds the handle of the sword and observes the fierce fighting of the barbarian Lord in Zhao Jiannan. She is ready to help Zhao Jian when he falls into the lower division.