Zongwu: I have no fault in Yang Guo, how can I change it?

Chapter 120 The Cautious Feng Buxie
The night wind is rustling, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

The little insect chirped in a low voice, and there was a hint of coolness rippling.

Looking at the pitch-black hole from a distance, Feng Buxie, who had just rushed up, suddenly hesitated, hesitating in his heart.

He is not 100% sure that Yang and Long have been poisoned.

He just let him leave like this, but he was not reconciled.

The gurgling moonlight is like running water, which makes the skin cool.

'It doesn't matter, let's go in and have a look first. Anyway, my Tianlong's footwork is fast and tight. If there is something wrong, I will just run away! '

Think about this.

Taking two deep breaths, Feng Buxie bravely approached the ancient tomb.

His footsteps were very light, his eyes were fixed on the entrance of the cave, and if there was the slightest sign of trouble, he would immediately withdraw and leave without lingering.

According to what he thought, he was careful to make the Ten Thousand Years Ship, and he had experience.

After standing outside the tomb and groping for a while, Feng Buxie finally found the switch.

Crack~crack...

The heavy stone door opened slowly, revealing the deep and gloomy entry corridor.

Feng Buxie stood on the spot, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and waited patiently for a long time, his eyes full of thoughts.

He was wondering if the "Ma Jin Feng Qi San" had an attack.

If it didn't happen, seeing Yang Guo coming out to investigate, Feng Buxie would run away without looking back.

But if it happens...

He wanted Yang Guo to know that in this world, one cannot run rampant with a high martial arts skill!

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Feng Buxie narrowed his eyes and called softly, "Tianlong."

A huge centipede, about two feet long, with a blood-red agate-like top, a black-brown back, and a yellow-brown abdomen appeared in response.

Seeing his proud work with all his painstaking efforts, Feng Buxie nodded in satisfaction, and said softly: "Tianlong, go in and have a look."

The centipede slowly climbed down from Feng Buxie's forearm, with hundreds of pairs of thorn-like legs waving, and the long tentacles on the top of its head dangling, quickly crawled into the depths of the ancient tomb.

Feng Buxie waited quietly, he was always so cautious.

I think back then I fought against the Five Poison Sect who was also in the Shiwan Dashan.

Feng Buxie is famous for being cautious, so naturally he will not take it lightly now.

Tomb lobby.

The underground rivers on both sides of the lobby surged and made noises.

Yang Guo closed his phoenix eyes slightly, his brows were a bit surprised, he didn't expect the person outside to hold his breath so heavily, he didn't come in to find out for nearly an hour.

'I'm really vigilant, but... I'm running out of patience. '

"Zizzizi..."

A small but eerie humming sounded.

The sound is getting closer and closer.

Two scarlet tentacles penetrated into the dark hall of the ancient tomb, slowly approaching Yang and Long who were sitting cross-legged.

Seeing such a big centipede crawling towards the little dragon girl, Yang Guo frowned, and said in a low voice: "Gu Gu, it seems that it is not possible to invite the king into the urn, I will try to catch that guy."

Xiao Longnv's clear eyes trembled slightly, she nodded and said: "Okay, then you should be more careful, I'll be there later."

Yang Guo nodded, his eyes turned cold, and he slapped out a heart-shattering palm towards the big centipede.

Genuine energy like a breeze swept in, and the hundreds of pairs of "Tianlong" suddenly accelerated their speed. After dodging dangerously, they stuck to the ground and fled towards the entrance of the cave like a sharp arrow piercing the clouds.

Seeing such a speed, Yang Guo was also surprised, didn't think much, and ran away quickly.

hole.

Feng Buxie, who used the secret method to connect with the spirit of "Tianlong", paused, feeling terrified.

'Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't enter, or I would be dead!The old man Xue Feng didn't give me fake medicine, did he?When I go back, I will settle accounts with him! '

Heart agitated, Feng Buxie was very anxious, he channeled his internal energy to his feet in advance, just to wait for the "Tianlong" to come back, so he hurriedly dodged.

"Zizzizi..."

"Tianlong" rushed out of the cave, bowed his waist, jumped up, and wrapped around Shangfeng Buxie's outstretched arm.

Feng Buxie had nothing to hesitate, he knew that he would die if he confronted Yang Guo head-on, he didn't dare to turn his head back, so he started the "Dragon Steps".

Then Feng Buxie seemed to have a few more legs, and his body was pressed against the ground where there were many withered yellow leaves, rushing towards the downhill and fleeing.

Yang Guo, who had just left the ancient tomb, could only see his back drifting away.

"Qinggong is not bad, but... I am not bad either!"

Yang Guo didn't bring the heavy black iron sword with him, he jumped onto the branch while his robe fluttered.

There are dozens of feet between the one and the other, and it is as fast as a gust of wind, and the figure is elegant, which is in stark contrast to Feng Buxie, who is in a hurry and like a dog in the water.

After a quarter of an hour or so.

Let Yang Guo catch up to him by an unknown small lake.

The first move was "Red Fu Ye Run", and with the momentum of running all the way, he slapped Feng Buxie on the back of the head.

A gust of bad wind hit the back of his head, Feng Buxie was terrified, he turned his body and did a "big dragon wagging its tail" to save his life.

boom--

The two of them bumped into each other firmly and made a muffled sound.

Yang Guo used his palms to transform into claws, and changed his moves very quickly, his fingertips transformed into an invisible finger force, and he wanted to grab his calf.

Feng Buxie hastily withdrew his feet, and when he was about to continue running for his life, he saw Yang Guo's hands were empty, his eyes lit up, he stopped his movements, and the corners of his mouth curved into a wicked smile.

"Yang Shaoxia went out today, why didn't he bring a weapon with him?"

Seeing that he had no intention of running away, Yang Guo was not in a hurry anymore, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "So?"

Feng Buxie smiled mysteriously, straightened up, dressed in blue and red robes without wind, and touched his back with his big hands.

"Yang Shaoxia didn't bring any weapons, so I can.

A few days ago, Feng saw that Yang Shaoxia's sword skills were good, but he didn't know what to do with his fists and kicks. "

"The fists and kicks are not very powerful, but they are more than enough to kill you!"

Yang Guo's body is tall and tall, and the real energy in his palms is flowing.

Click, click, click...

Some piercing voices sounded, and Feng Buxie slowly pulled out a strange weapon from his back.

It should be a soft weapon, about four or five feet long and half wide, dragging on the ground, it looks like a long black centipede.

At the end of the weapon is a fist-sized shooting star full of barbs, with small blades protruding slightly on both sides, with a little emerald green glow, which is obviously poisoned.

Snapped--

Feng Buxie flicked his weapon lightly and smiled confidently.

"Feng Mou's strange whip is called 'Duo Thorn', but it was made by Master Yin of the Valley of Divine Soldiers.

Let Yang Shaoxia taste it today. "

Hearing this, Yang Guo raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

This Lingnan Shenbing Valley and Taishan Zhujian Villa.

One south and one north.

It is the sect that forges the most magical weapons in the world.

The "Autumn Water Sword" that cuts iron like mud in the second hand of Sun Bu, a Qingjing Sanren of Quanzhen Sect, came from Zhujian Villa.

However, since the Great Song Dynasty withdrew to the south, the Zhujian Villa has been declared closed, and decades have passed.

Most of the magical weapons in the world today come from the Valley of Divine Soldiers.

Staring at the "thorny" in Feng Buxie's palm that was glowing with a miserable green light, Yang Guo was secretly careful, thinking whether to use the "snap finger supernatural power" to flick him to death from a distance.

(End of this chapter)