["We must take this girl away; but Wudang, there is no reason to take her away."]

Chen Jian remembered: he was indeed in ancient times, but unlike what he thought, this world was full of monsters and monsters, and this behemoth in front of him was one of them——

The mountain god dragon is different from the water dragons that inhabit the deep lakes and deep pools. It is entrenched in the mountains and walks through the soil with its extremely hard head and smooth body. It can hunt woodcutters who go up the mountain to cut wood, or it can shake people. The foundation of the entire mountain threatens all directions.

Chen Jian knew the existence of this kind of monster, but he couldn't understand. The mountain god dragon normally only appeared in large mountains. How could this small dry mountain accommodate it? Moreover, it was obviously staring at the girl with eager eyes, its eyes full of fear. Killing intent, why is this?

He shook his head to clear his thoughts.

The target of the Mountain God Jiao is not me. I have two choices: run away alone, or run away with the girl.

Of course Chen Jian wanted to be a hero and save the beauty, but the majestic momentum of the mountain god Jiao forced him to face reality.

Suddenly, a wide scar on the mountain god Jiao's forehead came into his sight. The wound was still oozing blood, and the sticky muscles and soil gathered together.

——Dharma protector seems to have been lost.

——Don’t talk nonsense, it’s injured and won’t be able to run far...

He figured out what those cavalry were doing. The girl had mistaken "it" for "her".

Wrong, still wrong.

She said she was going to hide before we heard the sound of horse hooves.

Maybe what she said about amnesia was also false!

The roar of the mountain god dragon made Chen Jian almost fall down again. It was sliding through the forest at a very fast speed, and the broken tree trunks and fallen leaves were instantly crushed into powder by its body.

Damn it, that monster is planning to come over directly!

"Hurry up!" Chen Jian turned around, grabbed the girl and ran away, while raising his voice to cover up the noise of falling rocks, "Those people on horseback are here to catch it! Not you!"

"Ah?!" The girl was so shocked by the scene in front of her that her reaction was slow.

"There's so much movement here, they must have discovered this monster! We have to escape before it eats us!"

"Well, okay." She didn't hesitate. The cold gaze of the mountain god Jiao made all the muscles in her body tense up, and her weak legs propped her up like springs.

The figures of the two men were cut in pieces by trees, and the mountain god Jiao was chasing after them.

There was another eardrum-piercing snake cry, and the monster was very close to them.

Suddenly, Chen Jian heard a heavy collision behind him, like a craftsman striking iron. A second later, the mountain god dragon came out and screamed. The menacing aura immediately faded away, and the dust swept by inertia rushed past the two of them.

"Brother, get it!"

The sound passed through the head.

Chen Jian followed the sound and saw a woman in green clothes running towards the mountain god dragon on the top of a tree. The knight in front of her was a man called "Senior Brother".

It turned out that when the mountain god Jiao was bending over to hit Chen Jian with his headbutt, the woman in green threw a sword from a distance and directly cut the mountain god Jiao's head. Her senior brother followed closely and chased back the silver and heavy sword. Long Dream Sword.

"Are you okay?" The woman in green fell lightly beside Chen Jian and the girl, "——Why is it you?!"

"I……"

What's wrong with me?

Chen Jian looked at her blankly.

"Didn't I just tell you to leave the mountain as soon as possible?" She glared at Chen Jian angrily, then looked at the girl, wondering why there was an extra person, and asked speechlessly, "Who is this?"

"this--"

"I am his sister." The girl answered first.

"younger sister?"

The woman in green clothes thought to herself: I just met this young man, and he said that he went up the mountain alone - forget it, no matter who she is, we should deal with the mountain god dragon first. "You guys stay away."

She put aside these words and went to assist her senior brother.

Chen Jian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

It seems that he doesn't even remember what happened just now.

Forget it, it's God's blessing that I can inherit some memories. At least there will be no problem with normal conversations.

"Shall we go?" The girl urged him to leave again.

"All right."

Chen Jian suddenly felt a little impatient in his heart, but quickly suppressed it. It was enough that the mountain god Jiao was blocked by the two people. Now his life was at stake.

As soon as they responded, a long shout of reining in the horses came from in front of them. Because the sound of the mountain god dragon was too loud, they didn't realize that the cavalry from before had already rushed in neatly from all over the place.

It is now the juncture of autumn and summer, and the air is still relatively warm, but the horse still exhales a trace of white mist, and there is looming water vapor around the edge of the bit fastened to its mouth.

"Dragon protector, there are two people fighting with the mountain god dragon in front!" shouted the scout at the front.

Chen Jian looked at the protector sitting on the red-blooded horse. The man had slender eyebrows and a thin mouth, and had a mean look on his face, which was not pleasing to people.

The protector soon saw Chen Jian and the girl. He raised his right hand to command his subordinates and rode leisurely towards them.

"Who are you?"

"I am a woodcutter who comes to this mountain to cut firewood. I live at the bottom of Ganshan Mountain."

Chen Jian looked up at the protector in displeasure, his black robe dangling in front of his eyes from time to time.

"This is my sister."

What a condescending guy.

"Live at the foot of Ganshan Mountain?" The protector jumped off his horse, "Three days ago, Wudang asked you and the people around you to leave, why are you still here today!" He asked sternly, but did not give Chen Jian time to reply, "In any case,

Get down the mountain quickly!"

"Yes, yes." The protector suddenly showed murderous intent, which scared the angry Chen Jian. He agreed repeatedly, took the girl and planned to leave.

"The guardians - the two in front are Ding Ning and Qing Yu Hua Lingyan, the young masters of the Ancient Mirror Sect."

"Qingyu? No wonder that body skill looks familiar." The protector dismounted and said, "Tell them that this mountain god dragon is the prey of our Wudang, and ask them not to interfere."

"Defender, I'm afraid you have to do this yourself -" The detective raised his head and glanced at the Protector, and saw Chen Jian and the others, "Defender," he approached the Protector and whispered, "Who are those two people, do you know?"

"A woodcutter and his little sister."

While the two were talking, several other people from Wudang rushed towards the mountain god dragon. Suddenly, the giant snake's body was covered with fire and blood was flowing.

"Look at the tips of that woman's hair, she looks like... the Thousand-Handed Poison Girl from the Baiku Cult."

"What?!" The protector was shocked and turned around to look at the girl, only to see the tips of her hair showing a faint silver light in the setting sun.

This hair color is unique in the entire continent... She is really the Thousand-Handed Poison Girl! But how could she appear in such a place? Isn't she already dead? Is she faking her death? Or is this person not the Thousand-Handed Poison Girl?

Is it just that the hair color is the same by chance? In any case, it is better to capture her back to Wudang and let the elders discuss it.

The protector said loudly to Chen and Jian: "Stop!"

Chen Jian stayed where he was, but the girl made a completely different move. She let go of Chen Jian's hand, took steps, and fled towards the dense forest.

"Get her!"

The protector said loudly, and at the same time, his footsteps did not stop.

The green gall of the Mountain God Jiao is important, but it is not worth mentioning compared to the Thousand-Hand Poison Girl.

He stepped on Qinggong, and the fallen leaves spread out like ripples on his toes, and he ran towards the girl.

Damn it, Qinggong! Chen Jian almost shouted in shock, but he quickly recovered from the shock.

"The Poisonous Girl with Thousand Hands..." He murmured the girl's title.

This title is not an elegant one at first sight. As for what the Thousand-Hand Poisonous Girl refers to specifically, it is still unclear.

"Excuse me, can I leave now?" Chen Jian saw that the fierce-looking protector had left, so he asked the detective who was standing aside.

"No." The detective rejected it without leaving any room, but did not give a reason.

"All right."

Chen Jian sighed, looking away from the woods where the girl disappeared, and back to the mountain god Jiao.

The Mountain God Jiao is a monster that has been raised in the mountains for hundreds of years. It is ferocious and violent, and moves quickly. However, even so, under the pursuit and interception of more than a dozen Wudang disciples and two people from the Ancient Mirror Sect, it still showed signs of fatigue.

As soon as the snake's head flicked, a strong wind came out. For a while, the sky was filled with dust and the clouds blocked the sun. Everyone stepped back, fearing that the mountain god dragon would take the opportunity to sneak attack. However, it did not have the strength to launch an attack further. Instead, it twisted its body and slowly fell to the ground.

Fall in.

"Not good! It wants to escape!"

Hua Lingyan was the first to see clearly the movement in the yellow haze. She moved her right hand horizontally, rotated the long sword half a circle in the palm of her hand, and threw the long dream sword towards the body of the mountain god Jiao like a spear.

"Let's all come together!" the Wudang people shouted, and at the same time they rushed towards the mountain god dragon.

Another gust of wind swept through, and Chen Jian quickly turned his head away to prevent sand from getting into his eyes. The wail of the mountain god dragon soon came from behind him. Compared with the previous cry, the majesty and evil just now were gone, and all that was left was just a sound.

The dragon's unwillingness and pain before death.

Chen Jian heard the detective beside him let out a sigh of relief.

"It seems that beast is dead." He said softly.
To be continued...