At this moment, the night had passed, and Yang Linxuan seemed to have regained his mind.

She was indeed Yang Linxuan. Bi Dongliu could hear this sound of thousands of twists and turns even with half of his eyes.

Can you kill her?

Bi Dongliu frowned sharply, and suddenly spoke out a choice that made everyone present faint.

"You go! The further you go, the better. Never come back again. Don't let me see you again. Even if you die, please don't die in front of me. Yang Linxuan, I am Bi Dongliu, begging you."

The scene stopped, so quiet that even the faint echo could be heard clearly.

"Bi Dongliu, are you crazy? Why don't you kill her?" Liu Yibing sat on the ground in the distance, screaming hoarsely.

"Since ancient times, the beauty is in trouble. I didn't expect that the heir of the Bi family would fall to such a state. If you can't eliminate demons, you will be the street. How can the Bi family benefit the people in the future?"

Since Bi Dongliu refused to take action, the ending was already obvious. Yang Linxuan stood up staggeringly, ignoring his own injuries, and swept over everyone present with cold eyes, and suddenly said, "I remember what you look like. One day, I will come back."

This sentence caused countless ripples in the heart of sacrifice to people, which was clearly a demon's curse.

After saying this, Yang Linxuan seemed to have recovered his strength, and his body floated for a while, and he could still keep an astonishing speed and hide into the mountains of Xijing before dawn.

Bi Dongliu watched the black spot getting smaller and smaller, gradually moving away and missing books, and his heart was cold in the evening. He finally completely admitted that from now on, he would never see Yang Linxuan again, the peerless face that made him turn upside down and made him crazy.

Changmoth should regret stealing spiritual medicine, and the blue sea and blue sky are heart every night.

"Yang Linxuan, I hope you will never show up and go back to your own world!"

Mu Qingshan already knew about this, but his own affairs had just begun. The aura of the old camel monster had been attached to the seeds by him. He was sure to intercept the old camel monster's way. The seeds were about to not fall.

"Mr. Feng, please bring people out to clean up the scene! I'll take a step forward."

After leaving this sentence, Mu Qingshan held the long-lost roe wood in his hand, and his figure flashed, and immediately followed the faint aura left by the seeds and chased them all the way.

No matter where the world is, or when the sea is gone, he must chase after the old camel monster, capture and kill the enemy with his own hands, and give the tiger and the others justice.

Mu Qingshan endured for so long and had never been so excited. Although the old Camel was not injured on the outside, his aura had been broken. It was difficult for the future martial arts to make any amazing progress. When he was frightened by the fellow Taoists on the Wudang Yunding, he immediately called out Camel Duoer and fled in a panic like a frightened bird.

Along the way, Mu Qingshan's amazing tracking ability finally fully reflected, just relying on the faint aura of the seeds. He chased after a day, but he knew that he could not figure out the trace of the old camel man. The camel, which was as powerful as a wild horse, was far away from Mu Qingshan's expectations.

Mu Qingshan simply threw away all the heavy objects on his body, and did not eat or drink all the way, and completely lived a life like a monk-like tracking. Fortunately, his body was very strong. Even if the camel from the bitter and cold desert land in front fell, Mu Qingshan would have an opportunity to take advantage of it.

The next morning, Mu Qingshan found the breath of seeds in a small town, and it was in a trash can. Obviously, the cunning camel finally regained his calmness and thoroughly examined his situation. As a master, he could certainly feel the powerful aura of Mu Qingshan. However, he never dreamed that the person who followed him was not a fellow Taoist in Wudang, but he always thought that he had become a child of Mu Qingshan in the dead.

Losing the guidance of the seeds, Mu Qingshan's tracking mission was increased a few more times. When he arrived at this town, he was at least a thousand miles away from Xijing Mountain. The place he was in front of him was a desolate town with rice ice and corn on the cobs everywhere, and the characteristics of the northwest were already obvious.

The density of the forest increased in vain, which gave Mu Qingshan great help. Even where the old camel monster passed by, even if he left a faint shadow, Mu Qingshan Dapi's inspired hunting dog could catch clues on the trees.

The real hunter does not come from the city, but from the barren mountains and forests, or the bitter and cold land of the desert. At this point, the hunter who was born in Shennongjia finally fought with the spirit fox in the desert. This is a war of pure intelligence and physical strength.

Another night disappeared. The old camel could not get rid of the tail behind it, and the Mu Qingshan could not catch up with nearly half a mile. One was young and strong, and his energy was in his heyday. The other was a man who was old and with the help of the camel's foot, he was still in the same place.

The weather is getting colder and winter is already getting heavier. In such a remote area, Muqingshan feels even colder. Before I know it, a week of tracking has passed.

On this day, after locking in the aura of the old camel, he immediately walked into a snack bar. Before he could walk in, Ming heard Tototo three times, and a giant sound came from the store.

Mu Qingshan didn't want to go in, but he was too hungry. According to the terrain in front of him, there was also the vast wind and sand floating in the wind. I am afraid that after passing this shop, it would be a boundless desert area. He had not eaten or drunk for three days and three nights, and even his body was still flesh and blood. "This should be a remote area far away from Yunnan. I didn't expect to come to such an area. The south is too warm and the north is bitter and cold. It is not the best place. It is a place like Shennongjia that is spring all year round. Even if I kill the old camel, I should go back to the mountains and forests for a lifetime. That is my destination."

Facing the cold desert wind, Mu Qingshan actually felt a faint nostalgia.

There was a strong protest at Wudian Temple. Mu Qingshan shook his head and sprayed his lips that had already cracked into blood. He walked into this small shop.

The floors are all made of vines, grass and wooden piers, thick and cute, with a unique style. In this small shop of less than 100 square meters, there were seven or eight people wearing yellow trumpets, all three big and five thick. They were powerful men of the standard in the north. The sound of Toto was rumbling. It turned out that this group of people drank with big bowls and the whereabouts of the empty bowls fell. Naturally, there was a loud noise.

There are a few classic big words written on the wall: Drink... Stay in a daze... Sleep!

This is a typical optimism, of course. From the perspective of the south, it is a typical escapist who is self-sufficient in building cars and ignores social progress.

Who can determine which one is better?

When Mu Qingshan came in, the group immediately calmed down and looked back at the door. Mu Qingshan didn't want to have any branches, so he walked along the way. He lowered his eyebrows and looked like a hurry.

"Boss, I want a bowl of beef noodles, the larger the bowl, the faster the better, I'm in a hurry."

Mu Qingshan shouted in a thick voice. He neither arrogant nor humble manner.

This group of people seemed to be very interested in Mu Qingshan, and even made a lot of comments.

Although these people speak of the accent of strange cities, Mu Qingshan comes from the memory inheritance of Mr. Bai. He is proficient in the local language of many ethnic groups, so he can naturally listen to it.

"Da Ge'er is pretty, strong enough. Maybe he can help us!"

"Don't be too troublesome, replenish your energy and do things easily. The boss came to the command. It is said that this old camel really came to us. Let's drink strong wine first, and then he will take the umbrella. Maybe he can make a great contribution."

Mu Qingshan's heart moved. Da Huo was wearing a trumpet costume, but he didn't have the slightest kindness of an extraordinary person, but he was like seven robbers.

"Is he talking about the old camel monster? Wudang has such a deep foundation and his disciples are like carp crossing the river. This group of people comes from Genting, which is not surprising."

Mu Qingshan involuntarily became more cautious. He should not have the intention to harm others, but he should not be without the intention to guard against others!

With a whistle, a large bowl of noodles was placed in front of Mu Qingshan. The owner seemed to be a taciturn person. He gave a look of food and food, and returned to the archive without saying much.

Isn’t it easy to open a shop on the edge of entering the desert?

"We already have a majestic camel, so there is no need to hire outsiders, and it is not clear whether Da Ge'er comes from the desert."

"The boss is right. That camel monster is already a frightened bird. If we follow his tracks, we will definitely be able to kill him before others. Humph! We will make up this credit and will be on the top of the Genting Group in the future. We will officially become a Wudang child. We will learn the skills and then come back to work as our robber profession. Then we will give it."

At this point, Mu Qingshan had completely confirmed that this group of people was indeed a branch of the Wudang Yunding. They were really a forest man, and they had all kinds of birds. The old camel monster was also a well-known figure. Under the lips and tongues of this group, it seemed that there was no difference from the thief.

Suddenly, a trace of inexplicable inappropriateness arose from Mu Qingshan's heart. The owner seemed to realize something and looked at the small yard behind the house.

The camel's whine came in endlessly, followed by a very depressing moment.

The sound of cheerfulness for a long time is the sound of the old camel monster.

"Haha, seven newcomers from Wudang. Three years ago, you were robbers in the desert. I didn't expect to enter the sect today with a high sound. It seems that Wudang is already on the decline, and he actually recruited you monsters and monsters, haha..."

The old camel monster actually broke the way back?

“It’s coming just right.”

Mu Qingshan couldn't tell the truth about why the old camel monster was so fearless, but when the other party bumped back, it was not a cheap one. He had nowhere to find it, and it didn't take any effort to get it. It seemed that the ancients were really not bullying others.

What Mu Qingshan didn't know was that the old camel monster ran all the way. His old camel Duo, who had been dependent on each other, was actually exhausted and entered the edge of the desert. This sudden love made the old man, who was already fearless, abandon all the burden and even killed him back.

These seven trumpets had dealt with the Camel monster in their early years. The Camel monster had a clear understanding of the details of these seven people, and the robbers of the seven mountain tribe only knew the identity of this strong man until today.

"Old guy, you actually killed our camels? What does that mean?"

A tall and old monster with a size of more than twice that of a camel monster jumped up. He looked at the yard behind the window. Sure enough, seven camels that were about to cross the desert had already foamed at the ground, while the dry and short monster was standing in the yard with a smile, but his eyes were red, and his smile looked particularly strange.

"Fuck, fast umbrella guy."

There was a bang, and the group of people pulled out half a meter long from the package that was placed aside, making a curved good thing, a standard saber from the desert, a must-have for desert robbers.

Mu Qingshan still sat upright as if he was still silent. He knew that with the skills of these seven trumpets, they were not enough to make the old monsters in their teeth, but he was a little surprised. The shop owner still scrubbed the bowls calmly, looking indifferent.

Is this man a mute?

As the enemy was facing the enemy, Mu Qingshan dared not underestimate the enemy. He stretched his hand and gently pulled out the dragon and orange thorns all the way around him. The ray of the Fire Bow Holy Spirit was poured down, and a familiar breath spread out. The arms hidden in the clothes were immediately in love with the yellow light suddenly, and Mu Qingshan's energy immediately reached a new height.

The dragon elder wood thorn inherits the lifelong skills of Huo Wu Yaoyang. Although after thousands of years, many powers have been lost invisibly, what Mu Qingshan borrows is only one-tenth.

This is a long-lost feeling. Don’t underestimate Mu Qingshan’s hiking trip this week. Whenever he is exhausted, Mu Qingshan must hold the dragon elderwood thorn and move the Fire Dance Holy Light Fire, constantly interpreting all the memories hidden in this dragon bone. Some difficult difficulties over the years were immediately cheerful in Mu Qingshan’s heart. At this moment, Mu Qingshan finally confirmed that he wanted to practice the Fire Dance Holy Light Qi, and Dragon Elder is indeed an indispensable thing.

This is the main reason why Mu Qingshan can follow Camel Duoer closely.

Withdrawing his deep fear of Wudang, the old camel monster had already put life and death aside, and became very murderous. When the ancient sword of Wensong was waving, he immediately killed three yellow trumpets. Everyone else saw something was wrong and shouted, and Mangming ran. When they knew that the opponent's sword had long light, the rest and four big trumpets were immediately stabbed to a cold heart.

The blood flowed everywhere, but then it was covered with yellow sand flying in the wind. "It's been a long time since I felt so happy."

The old monster camel muttered to himself. When he looked up, he saw a young man with an indifferent expression leaning quietly beside the Chai Dok, looking at him with a smile.

This man has long feet, long hands, long eyebrows and handsome eyes, and his whole body is clean and neat. He does not have the demeanor of a generous and tragic man in the north, but he looks like a symbol of brother.

A strong aura filled the yard, and the old camel monster finally determined who this person was.

"It turns out that you have been chasing me, and you also want to take my old Camel's head! I would like to ask, are you a disciple of Old Man Zhang of Wudang? It's true that you have a good skill and can make me run for a week."

The old monster camel thoughts and said that because Mu Qingshan's appearance changed a lot, he did not realize that the person standing in front of him would be one of the boys who talked about Zen half a year ago.

He thought about it for a moment and thought to himself: With the ability of Wudang's head sect, he might be able to train such outstanding disciples, but there is no reason why he can still be so young!

Mu Qingshan took a deep breath. The scene half a year ago flowed by like a tide. At this moment, he said calmly: "I don't know Master Zhang, but I must take your life."

The face of the old monster camel changed slightly. The young man's direct style made him a little uncomfortable. He had not dealt with others for a long time.

"You should know this thing?"

Mu Qingshan looked around with his backhand and something was added to his hand.

“Orangewood?”

The aura of the old camel monster was broken in the confrontation with Yang Linxuan, and it was very difficult to maintain the calm style of the past. When he saw the wood in Mu Qingshan's hand, he couldn't help but jumped up in horror.

He saw it very clearly. Wasn't this piece of wood identified as a keel by an antique dealer stabbed into the ground by Yang Linxuan? How could it appear in the hands of this young man?

Even when he fought against the monster, the old camel monster was not so panicked. It seemed that the old friend in front of him had already figured out everything about him, just like he had figured out everything about the seven trumpet robbers.

"Old monster, half a year ago, you killed two innocent people who were powerless to fight back as a martial arts master. Just to repay the favor with someone else's life, this bullshit favor is paid with someone else's life. Today I will also serve as a warning to others and use your cheap life to repay the favor I owe to others!"

Mu Qingshan was already very angry at this old monster, but his personality was so angry that even if he was angry, he could not curse any vicious words. He could only directly point out his intentions. The old monster camel didn't fight many wars in his life. He was timid in his heart for a lifetime and immediately wanted to escape. He said calmly: "The old monster killed a lot. I really can't remember when he killed two innocent people, haha! If you want to add a crime, why not worry about it? If you want to kill me, just fight directly. Why do you have to be like a little woman who is forced to copy it? The root of the dragon bone in your hand is the thing of my hometown. Children should understand Gao Yidai who does not pick up the relics!"

"What a relic I won't pick up, haha..."
To be continued...