The wind is whistling and the Yishui is cold. The hero will never return once he leaves... There is a tiger in the mountains, and I tend to walk towards Tiger Mountain... We are walking on the road, oh!
Singing a messy song, I walked in this desolate desert, but found no way to go, and I saw nothing else except a few clusters of weeds on the vast desert
I had almost eaten dry food on the road, and in this hot sand, due to the cut off of drinking water, I couldn't eat and my physical strength was decreasing little by little. Fortunately, I practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art and had a strong ability to adapt to the heat. If someone else had finished it early
It’s so easy to write to Lao Jin’s book, why is it so difficult for me to do this?
I thought that with my black panther's skills, I was not able to get it right, but I didn't know that the desert was so powerful. In the black panther, I didn't have the chance to get to the desert. My survival skills in the jungle and wilderness were completely useless. I also read several African landscapes in National Geographic magazine. Finally, I dug up some dirty water that was cultivated by plants, temporarily quenched my thirst, and swallowed a piece of dried meat.
After getting the best, I recovered some physical strength
I came to the highest sand dune nearby to look out to the place where the sun was about to set.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful!
Under her illumination, I saw continuous peaks in the distance, and there were white snow on the higher mountains. It seemed that I was about to arrive at my destination, come on!
Riding on the afterglow of the setting sun, I continued to rush and walked with the wind
Due to the sun in the desert, the temperature difference between day and night is very large. There is basically very little wind during the day, and there is also a cool wind. At night, it is a world of strong winds. From the high temperature to the low temperature, the intensity of the wind can often move the entire dunes, so there is no accurate map for the desert and it is changing at any time.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and it is no longer possible for humans to resist
I finally reached the rock wall and lay down to rest immediately. This is a paradise in the desert. A broken rock that can only cover my whole body can save my life. It just blocked the wind. I only heard the roar of the wavy waves, watching the dust and withered plants around it.
I gradually fell asleep with peace of mind, and the sound of the wind disappeared in my ears
The next day, when I woke up, the anxious sun had already shone on my whole body
Pat the dust on my body and lick my chapped lips. I continued on the way because I would definitely be able to arrive today, so I was not in a hurry to eat.
Suddenly, a yellow shadow in the distance attracted my attention. I easily chased him and saw the light on his top. He was a monk, probably from Shaolin Temple. The yellow monk robe was rumbling in the rapid pace, so that he knew nothing about me.
Judging from the speed of his flying, his martial arts should be good, his skill is equivalent to Dai Qisi's level, and he should be very famous in the world, but as a monk, he may not be sure, so he has no reputation before he walked in the world.
Running alone is particularly tiring, but following others makes it easier. The principle of long-distance running also plays a role here.
After about a hundred miles of running, we have reached the desert Gobi. There are many stone blocks and weeds are growing around. Occasionally, a few gray unknown short trees bring rare shadows.
He didn't stop, and I didn't have to stop. I wasted his life with him. Anyway, I didn't know the way, so I would take him with me so that I wouldn't get lost in the mountains again in a while. I wouldn't be frozen to death if I could die of freezing.
He finally stopped to rest at the foot of a mountain, and I also stopped from afar, pushing my legs to promote blood circulation, eliminating tension, and taking a few more breaths of the already cool air. The chill on the mountain was able to reach here, which was indeed awesome and strengthening my determination to die and to the end
This is a life-threatening Ah. Although my Nine Yang Divine Art can resist cold, it is only temporary. How can I really fight against nature Ah!
Human resources are still too small after all
About a quarter of an hour later, he set out again and followed a path to the mountain. I followed him over the hills and through the canyons.
Strange, why is this monk so familiar with this place?
All the way through the wilderness, but obviously there is a goal
Could it be that he is from the Ming Cult, and the monk Budai can't say it, no, but he didn't see any bags; it was Peng Ying, Yu Peng, nor was it, that boy was so fat, the man in front of him was tall and thin
By the way, it must be him, Yuanzhen, that is, my adopted father's enemy Cheng Kun
The people who actually got rid of Shaolin came over alone and took the opportunity to plot. I will have a slap in the back, hehe!
I don't know how many times he had passed after crossing this mountain. He suddenly stopped and I almost rushed over because of inertia. Fortunately, I hid in the big rock next to me. I looked over and saw that the guy came to the big stone wall, touching east and west, with a silence on his face. He was not Cheng Kun, but he was
Just listen to the waves...
A sound of a machine spring sounded, and a hole was opened in the stone wall
This guy crawled in and didn't close it. It seemed that he was very relieved about this place.
I was in trouble this time. I followed slowly and leaned against the hearing. I couldn't be too close. There was an echo in the passage. When there was a slight movement, the sound would be loud. I lightly walked, silently used my internal strength in my ears, listened carefully to his direction, and did not lose it.
I walked around the world and around. Even though I could not forget it, I was dizzy at this time. I really admire Comrade Cheng Kun. In order to carry out the affair to the end, I could remember such a complicated and authentic story so clearly. I was convinced!
Finally, when I admire Comrade Cheng quickly, the cute Comrade Cheng stopped, raised his round little ears, and pressed his face against the stone wall of the passage.
It was a stone door, I could see it clearly from the corner
I saw his face changing rapidly, surprised, angry, calm, lewd, grinning, and catching up with the disguised monster
He moved his hand to the switch on one side, twisted the stone door quietly opened, he flashed into it and I chased after it, so he couldn't let him lose it
As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard a group of people fighting fiercely. Ping Ping, cough, and groaning mixed with moans. The screams of being hit were in chaos but immediately returned to peace.
I poked my head out and saw that it was a hall with seven people sitting on the ground around Cheng Kun.
A heroic middle-aged man seemed familiar, a cold white-faced scholar, a Taoist priest wearing an iron crown, a pale face with a green robe, a burly and stout man, and two monks
Isn’t that Yang Xiao, Wei Bat King and Wusanren?
They all looked very bad, and some of them were bleeding from their mouths. It seemed that they were injured very much. They could not move when they were pursuing their abilities and resisted.
While using his skills, Yang Xiao asked Cheng Kun how he got in.
Comrade Cheng replied that it was a secret way
Yang Xiao was very strange and couldn't believe it
So Comrade Cheng boasted about the romantic affairs of that year and how to destroy the unity of the Ming Cult
Yang Xiao and others regretted Ah, shed tears on the spot
You are in the limelight and you are so handsome. It's my turn. The supporting role will always be the protagonist's accompanying role.
While he was facing his back to me, I walked towards Yang Xiao with a grin, and was about to add another Huanyin Finger
I quietly walked out of the door, adjusted the distance, and from his head, Shao Shang Jian shot his head, it really felt like I was when I was playing CS back then.
(Have you heard of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword? My Zhenzhen, Yingying is a descendant of Dali. Although not too many were passed down, there were three fingers and one sword. I learned it while I was investigating their martial arts at that time. However, because the Yang Finger and Six-Meridian Divine Sword have high requirements for internal strength and talent, Zhenzhen and the others cannot exert their power. This is my first practice. I used my mother's tricks before)
Yang Xiao and others finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that I was in a daze, they said: Thank you for saving your life. I wonder what the young hero calls him?
oh!
I reminisce about the comfort of the headshot with a sword just now. Uncle Yang is so Ah, I'm going to find my sister Buhui
Say hello, and no longer pay attention to the stupid people, he walked through the hall door, and heard a broken voice shouting: Yang Xiao, why didn't I hear that you have a nephew, and you are so unworthy, I've left you here
Yang Xiao is not willing to be outdone: Shut up, Zhou Dian, it’s better to heal his injuries first!
I thought to myself, why don’t I know you, but he knows that he doesn’t regret it. It shouldn’t be the enemy. If so, kill everyone here, the Ming Cult will be almost gone. I will heal myself first!
I left after careful consideration. Now I helped them and cured them. With their unity, with my grandfather's Sky Eagle Sect, I will be fine next.
My kindness to them is only private, and because of the elders, it is not very good anymore
If I leave first, they will never be able to fully recover and will definitely not be able to resist it. If I appear again, I will be a great blessing to save the church.
And if I can't stand out when they are in a low momentum, I can gain prestige and their support.
On the other hand, I can take the opportunity to find the Great Transfer of the World. Good women will never be enough, and good martial arts will never be too much.
Singing a messy song, I walked in this desolate desert, but found no way to go, and I saw nothing else except a few clusters of weeds on the vast desert
I had almost eaten dry food on the road, and in this hot sand, due to the cut off of drinking water, I couldn't eat and my physical strength was decreasing little by little. Fortunately, I practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art and had a strong ability to adapt to the heat. If someone else had finished it early
It’s so easy to write to Lao Jin’s book, why is it so difficult for me to do this?
I thought that with my black panther's skills, I was not able to get it right, but I didn't know that the desert was so powerful. In the black panther, I didn't have the chance to get to the desert. My survival skills in the jungle and wilderness were completely useless. I also read several African landscapes in National Geographic magazine. Finally, I dug up some dirty water that was cultivated by plants, temporarily quenched my thirst, and swallowed a piece of dried meat.
After getting the best, I recovered some physical strength
I came to the highest sand dune nearby to look out to the place where the sun was about to set.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful!
Under her illumination, I saw continuous peaks in the distance, and there were white snow on the higher mountains. It seemed that I was about to arrive at my destination, come on!
Riding on the afterglow of the setting sun, I continued to rush and walked with the wind
Due to the sun in the desert, the temperature difference between day and night is very large. There is basically very little wind during the day, and there is also a cool wind. At night, it is a world of strong winds. From the high temperature to the low temperature, the intensity of the wind can often move the entire dunes, so there is no accurate map for the desert and it is changing at any time.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and it is no longer possible for humans to resist
I finally reached the rock wall and lay down to rest immediately. This is a paradise in the desert. A broken rock that can only cover my whole body can save my life. It just blocked the wind. I only heard the roar of the wavy waves, watching the dust and withered plants around it.
I gradually fell asleep with peace of mind, and the sound of the wind disappeared in my ears
The next day, when I woke up, the anxious sun had already shone on my whole body
Pat the dust on my body and lick my chapped lips. I continued on the way because I would definitely be able to arrive today, so I was not in a hurry to eat.
Suddenly, a yellow shadow in the distance attracted my attention. I easily chased him and saw the light on his top. He was a monk, probably from Shaolin Temple. The yellow monk robe was rumbling in the rapid pace, so that he knew nothing about me.
Judging from the speed of his flying, his martial arts should be good, his skill is equivalent to Dai Qisi's level, and he should be very famous in the world, but as a monk, he may not be sure, so he has no reputation before he walked in the world.
Running alone is particularly tiring, but following others makes it easier. The principle of long-distance running also plays a role here.
After about a hundred miles of running, we have reached the desert Gobi. There are many stone blocks and weeds are growing around. Occasionally, a few gray unknown short trees bring rare shadows.
He didn't stop, and I didn't have to stop. I wasted his life with him. Anyway, I didn't know the way, so I would take him with me so that I wouldn't get lost in the mountains again in a while. I wouldn't be frozen to death if I could die of freezing.
He finally stopped to rest at the foot of a mountain, and I also stopped from afar, pushing my legs to promote blood circulation, eliminating tension, and taking a few more breaths of the already cool air. The chill on the mountain was able to reach here, which was indeed awesome and strengthening my determination to die and to the end
This is a life-threatening Ah. Although my Nine Yang Divine Art can resist cold, it is only temporary. How can I really fight against nature Ah!
Human resources are still too small after all
About a quarter of an hour later, he set out again and followed a path to the mountain. I followed him over the hills and through the canyons.
Strange, why is this monk so familiar with this place?
All the way through the wilderness, but obviously there is a goal
Could it be that he is from the Ming Cult, and the monk Budai can't say it, no, but he didn't see any bags; it was Peng Ying, Yu Peng, nor was it, that boy was so fat, the man in front of him was tall and thin
By the way, it must be him, Yuanzhen, that is, my adopted father's enemy Cheng Kun
The people who actually got rid of Shaolin came over alone and took the opportunity to plot. I will have a slap in the back, hehe!
I don't know how many times he had passed after crossing this mountain. He suddenly stopped and I almost rushed over because of inertia. Fortunately, I hid in the big rock next to me. I looked over and saw that the guy came to the big stone wall, touching east and west, with a silence on his face. He was not Cheng Kun, but he was
Just listen to the waves...
A sound of a machine spring sounded, and a hole was opened in the stone wall
This guy crawled in and didn't close it. It seemed that he was very relieved about this place.
I was in trouble this time. I followed slowly and leaned against the hearing. I couldn't be too close. There was an echo in the passage. When there was a slight movement, the sound would be loud. I lightly walked, silently used my internal strength in my ears, listened carefully to his direction, and did not lose it.
I walked around the world and around. Even though I could not forget it, I was dizzy at this time. I really admire Comrade Cheng Kun. In order to carry out the affair to the end, I could remember such a complicated and authentic story so clearly. I was convinced!
Finally, when I admire Comrade Cheng quickly, the cute Comrade Cheng stopped, raised his round little ears, and pressed his face against the stone wall of the passage.
It was a stone door, I could see it clearly from the corner
I saw his face changing rapidly, surprised, angry, calm, lewd, grinning, and catching up with the disguised monster
He moved his hand to the switch on one side, twisted the stone door quietly opened, he flashed into it and I chased after it, so he couldn't let him lose it
As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard a group of people fighting fiercely. Ping Ping, cough, and groaning mixed with moans. The screams of being hit were in chaos but immediately returned to peace.
I poked my head out and saw that it was a hall with seven people sitting on the ground around Cheng Kun.
A heroic middle-aged man seemed familiar, a cold white-faced scholar, a Taoist priest wearing an iron crown, a pale face with a green robe, a burly and stout man, and two monks
Isn’t that Yang Xiao, Wei Bat King and Wusanren?
They all looked very bad, and some of them were bleeding from their mouths. It seemed that they were injured very much. They could not move when they were pursuing their abilities and resisted.
While using his skills, Yang Xiao asked Cheng Kun how he got in.
Comrade Cheng replied that it was a secret way
Yang Xiao was very strange and couldn't believe it
So Comrade Cheng boasted about the romantic affairs of that year and how to destroy the unity of the Ming Cult
Yang Xiao and others regretted Ah, shed tears on the spot
You are in the limelight and you are so handsome. It's my turn. The supporting role will always be the protagonist's accompanying role.
While he was facing his back to me, I walked towards Yang Xiao with a grin, and was about to add another Huanyin Finger
I quietly walked out of the door, adjusted the distance, and from his head, Shao Shang Jian shot his head, it really felt like I was when I was playing CS back then.
(Have you heard of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword? My Zhenzhen, Yingying is a descendant of Dali. Although not too many were passed down, there were three fingers and one sword. I learned it while I was investigating their martial arts at that time. However, because the Yang Finger and Six-Meridian Divine Sword have high requirements for internal strength and talent, Zhenzhen and the others cannot exert their power. This is my first practice. I used my mother's tricks before)
Yang Xiao and others finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that I was in a daze, they said: Thank you for saving your life. I wonder what the young hero calls him?
oh!
I reminisce about the comfort of the headshot with a sword just now. Uncle Yang is so Ah, I'm going to find my sister Buhui
Say hello, and no longer pay attention to the stupid people, he walked through the hall door, and heard a broken voice shouting: Yang Xiao, why didn't I hear that you have a nephew, and you are so unworthy, I've left you here
Yang Xiao is not willing to be outdone: Shut up, Zhou Dian, it’s better to heal his injuries first!
I thought to myself, why don’t I know you, but he knows that he doesn’t regret it. It shouldn’t be the enemy. If so, kill everyone here, the Ming Cult will be almost gone. I will heal myself first!
I left after careful consideration. Now I helped them and cured them. With their unity, with my grandfather's Sky Eagle Sect, I will be fine next.
My kindness to them is only private, and because of the elders, it is not very good anymore
If I leave first, they will never be able to fully recover and will definitely not be able to resist it. If I appear again, I will be a great blessing to save the church.
And if I can't stand out when they are in a low momentum, I can gain prestige and their support.
On the other hand, I can take the opportunity to find the Great Transfer of the World. Good women will never be enough, and good martial arts will never be too much.
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