chsdbacks Chapter 280 The King Called Me To Patrol The Mountain
Chapter 280 The King Called Me To Patrol The Mountain
"Your Majesty asked me to patrol the mountains, and I will take a look around the world~"
"Play my drum, strike my gong~"
"Life is full of rhythm~"
"..."
Stay outside the city, the night is dark and the wind is high, and the snow has just stopped.
Qin He, who had nothing to do, carried a big black shovel and wandered around the Lian Army camp while humming.
Staying around, a bald man with a fleshy face came out of the camp opposite, half of his body was still in the tent, he took out his dick and started hissing.
I don't look for a corner or stay away from it, so I'm not afraid of getting angry.
Qin He took a look, and the qi technique was swept away.
Ho!
Full of grievances, at least hundreds of innocent lives were at hand.
"What are you looking at?"
At this time, the bald man also saw Qin He who was standing across from him and stared at him.
Qin He was taken aback for a moment, blinked his eyes, and said hesitantly, "Look at you...what's wrong?"
"Look again!" Anger appeared on the bald man's face.
"Okay." Qin He looked sincere, and this time he not only looked at it, but also looked at it very seriously, not only seriously, but also with a disgusted "tsk tsk tsk".
"Hey, shit!!"
The bald man suddenly became furious. He lifted his trousers, turned around and ran into the tent. When he came out again, he held a machete in his hand. He pointed at Qin He and shouted, "I'll kill you bastard grandson!"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his big knife and slashed at Qin He's head in one stride, fast, hard and fierce.
Those who have been strong in internal energy for 20 years will rob houses and rob houses, killing people is useless.
Before the person arrived, the fierce breath caused a strong wind to blow towards the face.
Qin He didn't move, he just stretched out two fingers.
Gently pinch it.
The broadsword, which was originally moving like thunder and as heavy as a bronze bell, was caught between Qin He's two fingers.
The gentle movements are like holding a grape instead of a knife.
The bald man's face suddenly became horrified, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead.
not good!
Great master!
At this time, I saw the top master shaking his head in dissatisfaction, "You let me watch, I watched, and you hacked me again, you don't talk about martial arts..."
As soon as the words fell, he raised the big black shovel like lightning and tapped lightly on the bald head.
"Bang!"
The bald man stiffened instantly, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he fell straight down.
Qin He had sharp eyesight and waved his hand quickly, a yellow cloth bag was strong against the wind, and before the bald man landed, he put him in it.
The yellow cloth bag turned a corner and shrunk rapidly. When it returned to Qin He's hands, it was as if it contained a kitten, and when it was hung around his waist, the first corpse was done.
Incantation technique: learn this technique, and you will no longer suffer from the troubles of imperial possessions.
This technique is very practical, it can control all things, such as binding immortal ropes and putting body bags, and this technique is more useful than spells, and the effect of controlling things is better.
Take the body bag as an example, it is more arbitrary, and it can hold more.
It's just so miraculous, and it's just so unreasonable.
The machete on the ground was thrown into the underarm space, Qin He put the shovel on his shoulder, and continued to "patrol the mountain" humming a song.
As soon as the front feet left, a head stuck out from the gap in the curtain of the camp tent, and cursed: "Third bald man, you bastard, what are you doing with my knife for taking a piss?"
But after he finished cursing, he looked left and right and saw no one. There were only a few messy footprints on the ground, so he shrank his head back while cursing.
...
"Your Majesty asked me to patrol the mountains, and I will take a look around the world~"
"Play my drum, strike my gong~"
"..."
In the next half an hour, this humming song would be played from time to time in the huge Lotus Camp.
Occasionally there would be a pause, but it would ring again soon.
About two or three times.
After patrolling, Qin He came to the camp of the Chinese army.
When the gatekeeper saw that it was Qin He, his eyes immediately lit up like a golden dog trick, and he ran out with a smile on his face: "You are here, you are here."
"Is there anything big today?" Qin He nodded.
"Yes, there is an old man in Tsing-clothed old man who just took office as the law-protecting warden, and Yu Balang, who stammers strangely and doesn't like to talk; they are currently the two most powerful people in the camp." Mr. Ding, the gatekeeper He looked around and saw that his first player had started sleepwalking, so he hurriedly whispered.
"Where is the person?" Qin He asked.
"The big tent of the new law-protecting warlord is two hundred steps to the southwest of the big tent of the Chinese army, and Yu Balang's is not far away. I have sent someone to clean up the snow on their tents, so it's easy to recognize." The gatekeeper Always rubbing hands.
"Inspect the goods first, and I'll reward you when the goods are good." Qin He raised his legs and walked inside.
"Thank you Gao, thank you~" The gatekeeper Ding was overjoyed.
...
In the camp of the new Dharma Guardian Warlord, Tsing Yi master Li Yao was looking at the unexpected guests feasting on the main seat with horror on his face, his little heart was pounding.
On the main seat, a long-haired corpse monster with bone wings was cutting a snow-white corpse with its claws, while sending the bloody corpse to its mouth.
The corpse monster's fangs were cracked, its eyes were red with blood, and its aura was extremely terrifying.
Li Yao knew what it was.
The most powerful zombie under the command of the Mother of Thousand Corpses—the Flying Corpse King.
This monster is not only powerful, but also possesses intelligence similar to that of a human being, and can fly into the sky. It is very tough and powerful.
Just now he was in the tent with his favorite saint who accompanied the army, and this thing suddenly fell in from the smoke exhaust port of the army tent, and killed the saint without saying a word. look.
Li Yao was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to show it.
A few hours ago, a letter came from the leader, saying that the Thousand Corpse Ghost Mother would take over the affairs here.
As a result, the Thousand Corpse Ghost Mother did not show up, but this thing came first.
unacceptable.
There are 20,000 people in the military camp, whoever you can eat, you have to eat the beautiful and beautiful saintess.
A cow chewing peonies will kill you bastard.
After a while, the body of the beautiful saint was devoured by the flying corpse king. Li Yao quickly smiled and asked cautiously: "I wonder if Lord Corpse King is still satisfied. If it is not enough, I will call you again." The two saintesses came to feed Lord Corpse King."
"No need, I came here this time at the order of my ghost mother to inquire about the details. Tell me, what's going on?" Flying Corpse King dropped his blood corpse, and spoke with the sound of rubbing glass shards, which fell on people's ears. In the process, I felt as if my heart was being held tightly by someone.
"My lord, this matter..." Li Yao opened his mouth, but before he could finish his sentence, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and a young man in coarse linen clothes and carrying a big black shovel came in.
Seeing Li Yao and the corpse king, he was taken aback for a moment, and then grinned: "Yo, are they all there?"