The Old Gods

Chapter 724: Good luck?

Three days later, Soul Locking Mountain.

On the cliff shrouded in gray fog, a man and a woman stood quietly, silent.

Wang Longxiong looked at the peaks immersed in cold fog, and a trace of sadness arose in his heart.

She knew that Lu Ran was about to leave.

He is the Lord of the Burning Gate, and he aims to conquer the entire Holy Spirit Continent, and even to break through the sea of ​​clouds that towers above all living beings and clear away all the dust in the clouds.

How could he stay in this small Soul Locking Mountain?

"Whoo~"

A cold wind blew, bringing with it a damp and cold mist.

Wang Longxiong raised his hand and tucked a strand of messy long hair behind his ear.

As a disciple of Nv Ying, you shouldn't be greedy for peace.

The female heroes are born to be glorious!

Fighting on the battlefield all your life and dying on the battlefield is the fate of Nüying's disciples.

just
Wang Longxiong turned his head slightly and looked at the young man in the straw raincoat beside him.

His eyes were still bright, which was out of place in this gloomy Soul-Locking Mountain.

peaceful,

There doesn't seem to be anything bad about it.

Long ago, Wang Longxiong had been everyone's support. Many pairs of expectant eyes were cast on her, and the lives of her companions were carried on her shoulders.

Everything has changed since Lu Ran came here.

Wang Longxiong found that he had someone he could rely on, and the dangerous Soul-Locking Mountain didn't seem so scary anymore.

Sadly, he is leaving.

"I will activate the female hero statue as soon as possible and come back to sign a succession contract with you." Lu Ran said softly.

Of course he noticed the look in General Hong Ling's eyes.

After just three days of contact, this great female hero from the sea realm had undergone some changes.

She used to be like a child working hard alone.

Indestructible as diamond and immune to all poisons.

Until one day, the child returns home or sees his family, and the strong shell breaks down piece by piece.
"Longxiong?" Lu Ran called.

"Thank you, Sect Master." Wang Longxiong came back to his senses and lowered his head.

"You visited Tiangang City in person yesterday and saw the living environment and atmosphere in the city with your own eyes. The brothers will live well there, so you don't have to worry."

"Yes." Wang Longxiong looked grateful.

Those brothers who followed him and shed their blood now have peaceful homes.

"You female heroes are all loyal and righteous, so I will not take you away by force. Besides, staying here will be extremely beneficial to your growth."

Lu Ran was indeed surprised that Wang Longxiong's strength could reach the third stage of the Sea Realm.

In a word: This is a height that only He Qifeng can reach!

It seems that Wang Longxiong is willing to stay here and sacrifice her life for the cause in her heart. Her heart of Taoism has been polished to be extremely brilliant by this Soul-Locking Mountain!
Of course Lu Ran would lend her a helping hand and protect her.

"Stay here, and be sure to pay attention to safety. If you need anything, let me know in time." Lu Ran said as he untied the scabbard at his waist.

Wang Longxiong knelt on the ground like an ancient general, bowing his head and speaking in a sonorous voice: "Thank you, Master, for the sword!"

Lu Ran: “.”

He held the Ji Ye Knife in his hand and stared at the female general Hong Ling in a daze for a long while.

After a moment, Lu Ran squatted down and whispered, "Well, can I lend it to you? You want a magic weapon, I'll go find it for you."

Wang Longxiong then understood why Lu Ran was stuck.

She hurriedly said, "Yes, I want to borrow it! Longxiong is not asking for the sect master's magic weapon, and the sect master has already given us a magic halberd."

In the past, the magic halberd of Feng Zhihuan, the master of Jingxian Island, had always been kept by Niu Zhengzheng.

The day before yesterday, Lu Ran took the Fang Tian Hua Ji and gave it to Wang Longxiong.

The Nüying school mainly practices swordsmanship, but is also proficient in other weapons. This school's ultimate move is the Hundred Thousand Weapons Tomb, which includes all kinds of swords, spears, swords, and halberds.

Now, the magic halberd fell into Yue Yi's hands.

Make the best use of everything.

"Yeah." Lu Ran handed the knife over. "The name of the knife is Ji Ye. It likes quietness. Don't disturb it on weekdays."

"Yes, sir." Wang Longxiong held the Ji Ye Knife in both hands and lowered his head in response.

Lu Ran stood up and said, "Then I'll leave."

Wang Longxiong suddenly raised his head and looked at Lu Ran with his beautiful eyes.

Lu Ran looked behind him. In the forest not far away, there stood seven female Ying disciples and eight black fire divine horses.

That was the warhorse that Lu Ran gave to the Eight Riders of Longxiong.

What the Eight Riders of Longxiong received were not only mighty war horses, but also eight Ghost Moon Foxes!

The evil demon Ghost Moon Fox can both foresee danger and possess healing skills.

What is commendable is that the Ghost Moon Fox clan is extremely intelligent. They can obey Lu Ran's wishes and cooperate wholeheartedly with the Eight Riders of Longxiong!

Such powerful assistance can also increase the survival probability of the Eight Riders of Longxiong.

"Farewell, Master!"

Seeing Lu Ran looking at him, everyone, led by Yue Yi, saluted.

Lu Ran smiled and nodded, and summoned a bronze mirror.

Wang Longxiong looked at Lu Ran's figure, opened his mouth, and finally said softly: "Be careful on the road."

"Yeah." A floor-length mirror took shape next to Lu Ran's hand. Two women in straw raincoats arrived one after another and walked out immediately.

Lu Ran turned to look at General Hong Ling: "Wait for me, take care."

"Yes." Wang Longxiong nodded slightly and watched Lu Ran retreat into the mirror.

The floor-length mirror shattered quietly.

This Soul-Locking Mountain seemed to have returned to its gloomy appearance.

"Huh" Wang Longxiong sighed deeply, feeling empty in his heart.

After a long while, Yue Yi stepped forward and said, "Valley Master."

“Don’t call me Valley Master.” Wang Longxiong held the Jiye Knife and looked at the cavalrymen not far away. “He gave us a name.”

A Longxiong General who is at the third level of the Sea Realm.

Three are at the peak of Jiang Realm, and four are at the middle to high level of Jiang Realm.

The name of the troop——The Eight Riders of Longxiang!
At the same time, west of Soul Locking Mountain, at the entrance of the mountain area.

Lu Ran had made two more black fire horses and had just climbed onto them. Deng Yuxiang waved her hand, and the black crow on her shoulder flapped its wings and flew high. She looked at Lu Ran beside her and uttered four words:
"Be merciful everywhere."

"Ah?" Lu Ran turned his head and looked at the big nightmare.

But Deng Yuxiang squeezed his legs against the horse's belly and headed west.

"No, how could I have that?" Lu Ran rode his horse and chased after him.

"Hmph." Deng Yuxiang snorted coldly and sighed in her heart.

Deng Yuxiang could understand the look in Wang Longxiong's eyes when he looked at Lu Ran.

In this cruel Holy Spirit Mountain, especially in the dangerous Soul Locking Mountain, Wang Longxiang and others have been struggling all day long, and now they suddenly meet a person like Lu Ran.
He changed the fate of the disciple in the valley, relieved her of her worries, gave her magical weapons and horses, and protected her ideals and career.

Let her no longer fight alone and be her most loyal and powerful supporter.

Who could remain indifferent if it were anyone else?
There is no need to involve children's personal affairs.

These extremely outstanding young people all have their own passion and ambitions.

But who can blame her, Wang Longxiong, for being a heroic young woman?
"Sister?" Lu Ran hurriedly caught up with her, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Hmm?" Deng Yuxiang looked at Lu Ran's anxious expression and couldn't help but look at him with a playful look.

Lu Ran begged, "Don't make trouble. I haven't even gotten married yet, and you want me to get a divorce."

Deng Yuxiang glared at him: "Look at you, you are such a loser!"

"Puchi~" a faint laugh was heard.

Lu Ran: “.”

Deng Yuxiang also suppressed her smile and turned to look forward: "Let's go, let's go to Fengxiang Valley to take a look."

"Oh."

About a hundred kilometers away, in the beautiful rain forest.

In a deep valley, many human beings are building a magnificent palace.

It can be seen that the palace has begun to take shape, and the busy humans around it are like diligent worker ants, constantly carrying stones and wood.

"Crack! Crack!"

The crisp sound of whipping continued to ring out, accompanied by a man's stern rebuke: "Hurry up! Hurry up! It must be completed within three days!"

Deep in the rainforest, a dark-skinned, overly tall girl, wearing tattered, ill-fitting clothes, was chopping down trees diligently with an axe in her hand.

The seemingly sturdy tree could not withstand the two axes of the girl and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Hehe." The dark-skinned girl panted and went forward with an axe to chop the branches.

Afterwards, several Biwu disciples stepped forward, released vines, wrapped around the giant trees, and quickly transported them to the palace.

The dark-skinned girl had a numb look in her eyes and walked towards the next big tree with an axe in hand.

"Chang Ying."

A faint cry was heard.

The dark-skinned girl paused, turned her head slightly, and looked at the bushes beside her.

"Rustle~" The bushes shook, revealing a pretty face.

"Yingying, come here!" the pretty girl called softly and waved her hand.

Chang Ying looked at the woman for a moment. Her eyes were numb and lifeless. She continued walking towards the tree with the axe in her hand.

"Yingying!" The pretty girl moved her petite body in the bushes. "Yingying, I have something to tell you."

Chang Ying ignored him, walked under the big tree and looked up.

Well, probably two axes.

She swung the axe and chopped hard on the tree trunk.

"Boom!"

Wood chips flew and splashed on her face, but because of the water armor, she was not hurt at all.

And her lifeless eyes didn't even blink.

"Yingying~" The petite girl sneaked out of the bushes and whispered, "I just drew a lot. Guess what I drew?"

"Boom!"

Another axe fell, and the tree fell down.

The pretty girl hid aside, with a hint of excitement in her eyes: "It's a good fortune! A good fortune!"

Chang Ying had a blank expression on her face. She was holding an axe and walking along the tree trunk, as if she was going to run over the woman.

"You" the petite girl hurriedly dodged, then quickly caught up, "Really, Yingying! Since entering the Holy Spirit Mountain, I have never drawn a good lot!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Chang Ying held the axe in her big hands and silently cleared the branches.

"I drew three times, and each time I got a good draw!" The petite girl came over and squatted beside Chang Ying's legs. "Why don't you draw once, too? You draw too?"

Chang Ying stopped and looked down.

"Gulp." The petite woman swallowed.

Chang Ying's tall stature, her dull eyes, and the axe in her hand gave the petite woman a strong sense of oppression.

Finally, Chang Ying spoke up: "If you don't work, you'll be whipped."

"Yingying." The woman reached out her hand cautiously and tugged at Chang Ying's torn trouser leg. "Just draw once. I've never drawn a good lot in Holy Spirit Mountain, and I just drew three times in a row!
Maybe. Maybe."

The petite woman's eyes were full of hope and her heart was filled with unrealistic fantasies.

She raised her face and begged, "Yingying, please, please have a slap too!"

The pair of big eyes looking upward and the pretty little face made Chang Ying a little dazed.

In a trance, she seemed to see an old friend.

"Yingying, please! Just once, just once, okay?"

Slowly, Chang Ying lowered one hand and pressed it on the woman's head.

That big hand easily held the woman's head.

"Ying ah!"

"Whoo~"

Chang Ying threw the woman away, picked up the axe, and started chopping branches diligently again.

"Boom! Boom!"

Chang Ying had no expression on her face as she swung the axe down, sending wood chips flying.

Good sign?

Ah.

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