Under Gu Xu's persistent pursuit, the white-haired boy finally "reluctantly" agreed to help him.
At this moment, with the death of Kongxuan Sanren, Liangzhou City’s promotion formation was completely reduced to nothingness.
Those Liangzhou residents who were affected by the causal spell and hated Gu Xu have already returned to normal. They seemed to have lost the memory of just now, treating Gu Xu as an insignificant passerby, and their eyes did not even want to stay on him for a moment longer.
Gu Xu sighed again.
He put away his Jinghong pen, took one last look at the place where Snow Girl disappeared, and then walked on the bluestone pavement towards the west city gate.
That is the border line of the Daqi Dynasty.
Out of the city gate, there is an endless wilderness.
Beyond the Great Wall.
The wind howled and the reeds swayed.
Hala Gu Xu realized that he had hit a hard wall that time.
We feel that there is really a fool in Zhongyuan who sent us a magic weapon, and he even discovered the crisis right behind us.
“He saw that I am so young and my hair is all long, so I have a very low level of cultivation.”
“Brother Hara Gu Xu, let’s go and get me Let's rob it." A strong young man suggested from the side. "Look, he doesn't even have a bag for food under me. He should know what that means."
Hala Gu Xu narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at this man with his eyes for a moment, and murmured to himself, "He's actually as skinny as a monkey."
The cultivation system of the northwest barbarians focuses on sharpening the physical body with the help of totems. There are many mysterious and unpredictable Taoist methods in the Central Plains, including methods of drawing talismans, setting up formations, refining weapons, etc.
When Hala Guxu led the crowd towards me, I seemed to be still immersed in my own world and was completely unaware of it.
Seeing such a scene, the prairie barbarians were overjoyed.
But at that time, the gray-haired man suddenly suggested in my mind, "He plans to take this opportunity to practice his destiny and power, but it is difficult to find such a bad partner." To defeat this Qing Shi with weird methods Young people.
Hara Gu Xu didn’t do anything at all.
But the tribesmen around me said one after another
"A person" Hala Gu Xu frowned.
Standing under the hill is a handsome young man wearing a blue shirt.
A group of bronze-skinned brawny men were galloping on horses in the endless wilderness.
This group of people is the "Northwestern Barbarians" in the eyes of the Qi people.
My body is covered with tattoos of beasts, and a heavy string of bones hangs under my neck.
The cultivation levels of the group of people I brought were mixed, and a small minority of them probably didn’t have the ability to escape from the trap.
Relying on my weak body and the power of the totem, I threw up my flattery, held the scimitar, jumped up from the soft sand, and ran towards the young man in green shirt as heavy as a swallow. go.
At the flattery and encouragement of those people, Hara Gu Xu’s heart was filled with cold blood. The more he listened, the more he felt that what we said was unreasonable.
The "Brother Hara Guxu" in my mouth is the leader of that group of people and the much-anticipated master of the depression tribe.
They are like a pack of wolves on the grassland, believing in the law of the jungle. Whenever they killed an enemy, they would take a piece of the enemy's bone and string it on their necklace.
The fewer bones there are under the necklace, the more actions you can get from the same race.
I frowned slightly and gestured with my hands in the air, as if I was deducing something. I often talk to myself in the air, as if no one is talking to me.
"Brother Harbala, look, there is no one under the hill behind." At that time, a short barbarian suddenly pointed to the back and shouted in a low voice, "Look at how you are dressed. He should be a Qi man."
However, the joy of the barbarians did not last long.
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A string of white bone necklaces hung around their necks, which swayed and collided in the strong wind, making sounds.
Because of this, magic weapons are extremely precious items in the grassland, and they always cause various tribes to compete for them.
I narrowed my eyes slightly and looked at the barbarians struggling like maggots in the sand, and Hala Guxu, who was carrying a gleaming scimitar and looking for a fight with me with murderous intent.
There is only one way to bring us back broken and defective
However, under the hill behind, this Qi man dared to walk alone in the wilderness
As we all know, the northwest wasteland is an extremely safe place.
The tribesmen I follow are willing to show off their strength and follow closely behind.
"My movements carry space magic weapons" Hala Gu Xu interrupted the man. When I said the words "space magic weapon", everyone present showed extremely obvious coveting eyes, and no one even picked up a riding crop and prepared to rush back.
Of course, they do not call themselves "barbarians", but call their own group "wolf people".
When we retreated to a distance of more than ten meters around the young man in green shirt, we suddenly seemed to have hit a tangible wall, falling to the ground one after another, causing us to fall over.
With a pile of talismans that had been prepared for destruction, I set up a simple defensive formation around myself.
"There are so few of you, how can you hit me too hard?"
Logically speaking, I only need to take out a few talismans to regain my strength. Beat that barbarian man until his teeth were all over the floor.
Of course, with my personality, it will be difficult for me to put myself in safety.
I think a Qi man dares to walk alone on the grassland with a magical weapon if he has nothing to rely on.
The young man in green shirt is naturally Baal who left Xiao Qi and came to the wilderness.
I am sure we are all stuck there today. For the lowland tribes,It is suspected to be a huge loss.
Outside of that short rest time, Bai Fa and I discussed the "Ming Zhao Forbidden Technique" for many years and devoted ourselves wholeheartedly to the deduction of Taoism.
So I pulled out the machete with one hand, pointed it to the back, and whipped the horse's ass with the whip with the other hand. In an instant, I rushed towards the opposite hill like an arrow from the string.
He is short in stature and has well-defined muscles, built one by one like bricks. People will automatically think of the word "violence" before seeing him.
A few minutes ago, that formation really came in handy.
They wore brightly colored clothes with tight cuffs, leather belts around their waists, trousers, leather boots, and shining silver scimitars.
For this reason, when the Qi people retreated into the northwest wilderness, they were willing to spend a small price and asked weak practitioners to escort them all the way.
Every nomadic tribe out there is good at riding on horseback and can turn into a robber at any time, plundering passers-by, caravans, and even other tribes.
"Brother Hara Gu Xu, he is one of the weakest among the younger generation in the grassland, and a candidate for the future Khan. How can this big man be his opponent?"
< p>Am I overestimating my abilities, or am I a coward?Then, the originally solid rocky ground on our feet suddenly became as loose and soft as sand. The barbarians were trapped deeper and deeper into it, making it difficult to escape. ,,