Chapter 45 Linglong Moli Snow
Ye Yang first walked from Luohe River. Along the bank, he found the monks from the breeding hall in the reed swamp, driving a small group of purple lion geese chasing water plants.
In addition to the four at the head, there are seven or eight goslings behind them. They are very fluffy and cute.
He couldn't help but think of the way Zhang Liaoyuan held four purple lion geese at Zhang's house.
It seems that this lion goose is growing well in Feitianmen.
Goose eggs are a great supplement. He looked at the group of lion geese and thought about when to go to the breeding hall to ask for a few goose eggs to eat.
It's just that when the ethnic group is just established, the breeding hall may not easily take it out for people to eat.
Following the shouts of the goose-driving monks, Ye Yang walked for about half an hour and arrived at Moli Mountain.
At this time, raindrops as thin as cow hair suddenly fell from the sky.
The cold mountain breeze blows the morning mist, shrouding the distant green mountains like layers of thin gauze.
He secretly moved his hands, and the jasmine flowers around him suddenly seemed to have been absorbed by the life essence, and quickly turned yellow and withered.
This Ku Rong hand is quite powerful, but it's just a bit distracting.
Ye Yang sighed: "How could such a beautiful scenery be destroyed by someone Ye's hands!"
He waved his hands forward, spraying the life essence, and the jasmine branches stained by the essence seemed to be stronger.
Even the many unopened flower bones began to bloom one after another as soon as they were enveloped by the energy.
Taking some fat and large flower bones and putting them into the cloth bag, Ye Yang flew towards the top of the mountain like a white ape.
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On the top of the mountain, a group of female nuns were admiring flowers and writing poems.
Ye Yang jumped from the bottom of the mountain. As he walked, the flowers all around him were falling and all were withered and yellow.
"I don't know what kind of evil trick that person performed. He broke flowers and branches along the way, damaging the scenery. It's really unpleasant."
The speaker was a short-haired woman with a dashing and heroic appearance, huge and plump breasts, white skin and full of heroic spirit.
He has short brown hair with bangs that are higher than his eyebrows. He is handsome and neat.
Next to the woman is a lady, wearing a goose yellow satin dress, with a soft outline, graceful and beautiful, two small dimples, a harmonious smile, and an elegant manner.
But at this moment, she seemed to have been slightly shocked, her eyes were dull, and she stared blankly at the jasmine flowers on the cliff in front of her.
There is a sadness between his brows that cannot be removed.
Next to the two girls, there was a short and fat young man with a pair of big ears, protruding buck teeth, a fat head and a big face, with a slight glare in his eyes.
The short-haired woman is Li Ziyan from the Li family of the Feitianmen family, and the graceful and graceful one is Bai Zhi, a descendant of the Bai family.
During the Feitian Sect's heaven-sacrifice ceremony, the two of them were recommended to Feitian Sect by their family, spending a lot of money, but unexpectedly, their results were mediocre, and neither of them had awakened their destiny.
Li Ziyan and Bai Zhi have been friends since childhood. They heard that there is a Jasmine Mountain outside Feitianmen Mountain, so the two made an appointment to come and relax.
But I never thought that I would meet this young man on the road.
As soon as the young man saw the beauty of the two, he could not stop being obsessed with them. Along the way, he rode in front of the horse and behind the horse, riding on his backpack, and became their personal bodyguard.
Li Ziyan and Bai Zhi were upset and did not want to go with the young man. Who would have thought that this man was chasing after him so closely and was so thick-skinned that they refused to leave and had no choice but to let him follow behind them.
At this time, as soon as the young man heard the two women complaining, he seemed to be dissatisfied, and he knew that he had an opportunity to express himself.
He took out a purple-shirted hard bow from his back, and with a wave of his power, the purple-shirted hard bow swelled with the wind, and soon it swelled to the size of an adult.
"Wait for me to shoot an arrow and drive the thief away."
"Sir, that man didn't make a big mistake. Don't hurt anyone's life. Just force him back."
Feeling the frightening aura coming from the hard bow, Bai Zhi and Li Ziyan spoke quickly, fearing that the young man might accidentally injure someone else's life.
"It doesn't matter. My father, Long Gang, and I were doing business and protecting goods. We often went deep into Daze and crossed borders. I only shot him in the left leg with this arrow, so it won't kill him."
The young man deliberately shouted loudly to seek attention, and was extremely proud of it, especially the word "longgang" in a louder tone.
Li Ziyan and Bai Zhi exclaimed.
"Young Master is actually the son of Protector Long Gang."
The surname Long is rare. Long Gang is a very famous protector in the Feitian Sect. His strength has reached the fifth level of martial arts.
Now he is in charge of Feitianmen's external trade routes, escorts escorts and goods, and is away from the sect all year round.
As soon as they heard the man calling himself his father's name, the two of them thought of the protector Long Gang.
"Long Gang is my father. He didn't change his name when he was young, and he didn't change his surname when he was sitting down. This is the case for Long Feng'er."
Long Feng'er bent his bow and set an arrow, slightly bent his left arm, and a long arrow rushed forward like a light off the string.
He was taught by his father, and his strength has reached the sixth level of ventilation.
It's just that Long Gang has been away from home all year round, and he didn't like to practice since he was a child. He took the Feitian Sect's entrance disciple exam several times when he was young, but failed.
Long Gang originally found someone to place him in the Feitian Sect, but he never thought that Long Feng'er would molest a female disciple in the sect at a young age and treat her like his own maid.
Later, he was reported and the matter became serious. Feitianmen struck him with thirty sticks and expelled him from the sect.
He has been practicing with his father.
This time, Long Gang paid a lot of favors and money to send him to Feitianmen to awaken his destiny.
Long Feng'er awakened the Huang-level low-grade natal "Wind Chasing Arrow".
At this moment, the arrow was taking advantage of the wind, and the rain and fog filled the air. The wind-chasing arrow was shot from a distance, with a loud sound of wind and amazing power.
Ye Yang was standing next to a jasmine tree, picking buds, when he suddenly heard a strong wind coming from behind him.
He looked back and saw a jet-black arrow coming towards him. Ye Yang was startled and ducked slightly to avoid the arrow.
"How brave!"
Ye Yangyun raised the ghost-headed seven-ring sword, and the light of the sword split into ten. He struck the black iron arrow and cut it into eleven pieces!
It was exactly the one-knife-ten-kills he had learned before!
At the same time, Ye Yangshan was unwilling to give up. He smashed down with his left hand, forcing the arrow to fall. Using the technique of flicking the elephant demon's nose, he wrapped more than ten broken arrows and threw them in the direction from which they came.
The black arrow light seemed like a gust of wind, shooting towards the top of the mountain at a speed far exceeding the speed when it came.
Long Feng'er didn't have time to show off. Suddenly, black arrow light shot out and flashed to the side. More than ten pieces of broken arrow light shot directly into the stone pavilion, and most of it was submerged. Only the arrow feathers at the tail were trembling. .
He counted lightly and found that there were eleven arrow pits in total. He was so surprised that he couldn't help but gasp.
"It's the skill of killing ten times with one sword! This man is actually a master with swords!"
Long Feng'er exclaimed, the realm of killing ten with one sword is not trivial. Countless people who use swords cannot understand it in their lifetime, but they encountered it here today.
The other party's strength was so amazing that he actually threw it with his hands, and the fragments pierced the stone table directly.
A trace of cold sweat broke out on Long Feng'er's forehead. Fortunately, he didn't want to kill the other person just now and forcefully conflicted with him.
He opened his eyes and looked for the thief again.
But I saw a vast expanse of white ahead, the mist was thick, and the mountains were covered with white jasmine flowers. There was no trace of that man.
"Thief, where are you going? My father is the protector of Long Gang."
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