Horizontal Push Starts From Drawing a Sword

The cold wind whistled and blew violently.

The wind and sand swept across the sky.

The dozens of people who walked all the way were covered with a thick layer of yellow sand, and the wind wrapped in the yellow sand in the late autumn season was particularly cold, and scratched on the exposed skin as if a knife had been cut on the body. , burning pain.

The old nest of Baima Village is located in a Lin County near Mohai City.

Since three hundred years ago, due to the dry climate, large areas of yellow sand have been formed, and large areas of yellow sand are often rolled up in the wind.

Looking around, you can occasionally see bare trees and crows croaking on the dry, which inevitably makes people feel a bit desolate.

"Bah, is this still a place where people can live?"

Meng Shenzhou spat out the yellow sand in his mouth, and a bitter taste made his two thick eyebrows knit together.

"The weather here is as bad as the northwest side, and the wind and sand are bigger, but the good thing is, it's not like spitting and spitting over there that can turn into ice slag." His "tour guide", whose real name is unknown, laughed when he introduced himself and let people call him Old Hat.

"Old hat, it's not far from the magic capital, the weather won't be so bad, right?" other students asked in confusion.

The old hat smiled and said, "People here all joke that it is a problem left over from history. Three hundred years ago, when the spiritual energy recovered, this place used to be a training ground for a fire-type big man. It's also spectacular."

"I saw this in the wild history, but I didn't expect it to be true. I thought it was a joke made by people in the past." Meng Shenzhou looked at it, and just after speaking, a wind and sand blew over. , All the sand in his mouth, he spit it out quickly, and cursed again.

Hiding directly behind Lin Shuguang.

Lin Shuguang: "..."

MDZZ!

"Lao Lin, the Black Dragon Chamber of Commerce is also interesting. They even found us a live map... But have you noticed the middle-aged man following Manager Chang, his name is Zhao Ye, and he is a sect disciple."

Meng Shenzhou said this, but he was slightly startled, "Zongmen?"

There are many sects these days, but there are very few real sects.

Meng Shenzhou hung behind him and whispered: "It seems to be called Jianzong, I forgot the specifics, I also heard Chang Guang's name for him and only remembered that there is such a person, and my grandfather two years ago. People who have seen their sect when they go out, in terms of elites, their background is really no lower than that of magic martial arts, and it is said that they are basically bone-hardening."

Lin Shuguang's eyes flashed, "Bone-hardening has always been a dividing line, how many are they?"

Meng Shenzhou pondered for a while as if he was recalling: "Listen to my dad and they once said, it seems that Baisheng is just a rhetoric. If it really reaches that point, there is no difference in mentality. The way to continue to improve is still up to them. Comprehension of the exercises, if you really comprehend the true meaning, let alone an improvement, it may be a one-time breakthrough of dozens of hundreds of sounds, it will feel very refreshing."

Lin Shuguang listened thoughtfully.

This is the difference between ordinary children and children of aristocratic families. Meng Shenzhou is surrounded by a group of masters, and he naturally knows much more than an ordinary person who climbs up step by step by himself, even Chu Xiongtian, who specializes in intelligence. I don't necessarily know such details, otherwise I wouldn't be wide-eyed at this moment as if I heard something unbelievable.

"Bone quenching can still play like this? No wonder everyone wants to get the bone quenching method."

Meng Shenzhou nodded: "Bone-hardening Baisheng is the leap to the Dragon Gate. After jumping over, the road to greatness will go further and further. The three of us should be the first to reach Baisheng."

"I think so too." Chu Xiongtian agreed.

Lin Shuguang's eyes calmed down: "Let's talk about it when we get the exercises."

If he can get a few more bone-hardening exercises, I don't know if the system will prepare a big surprise for him after fusion.

A group of more than a dozen people braved the yellow sand in the sky and gradually approached the base camp where Baima Village was located.

"Huh? Bloody smell!" Lin Shuguang frowned suddenly.

Without touching the ground, he shot violently out, and he took the lead in rushing out despite several ups and downs in the wind and sand.

"Blood smell? Is there any?"

The other people beside them looked at each other in dismay, and they hurriedly followed.

Everyone quickly rushed for a few miles, and soon came to a market.

But except Lin Shuguang, everyone was stunned, completely at a loss.

Because this market is actually full of dead bodies, with hideous faces. Some people are holding onto something on one side, and their whole bodies are hunched over, as if they were in great pain on the verge of death.

All the corpses had a large hole in their stomachs, all of which had been drained of blood, their internal organs dug out, and turned into mummified corpses.

The remaining dark red blood flowed on the ground.

Completely became a scene of hell on earth.

The cold wind was blowing, and in this market where all the mummies were, it was like a ghost crying, making some timid people become extra sensitive.

Lin Shuguang stepped forward to investigate the corpse of an unusual young man. This man's arm seemed to be bruised by his hands, and there was also a wound on his neck that looked like a tooth mark.

"This man was bitten by his neck, and all the blood in his body was sucked dry." The old hat came to Lin Shuguang's side.

Lin Shuguang nodded, "Do you know whose means?"

The old hat whispered: "This kind of battle can only be the head of the White Horse Village. It is said that he can eat human flesh at night, drink its blood, and even eat living people."

"Isn't this human anymore?" Meng Shenzhou uttered foul language when he heard it.

The old hat shook his head: "I heard that Lord Ma made a mistake in his practice when he was young, so he practiced this evil practice."

"This blood-sucking method violates human morality. Although the practice is extremely fast, ten times faster than ordinary exercises, there are also many disadvantages. If this White Horse Village is not eradicated as soon as possible, I don't know how many innocent people will suffer." Chu Xiongtian said with emotion.

Lin Shuguang suddenly walked to one side and squatted down, blowing away the yellow sand, and seeing the blood reel marks one by one, leading directly into the distance.

Reaching out to touch the bloodstains, he came to the conclusion: "These people will never die for more than half a day. The reason why the blood is now coagulated is also because of the climate here..."

He said and checked around again, "We chased along the wheel marks, maybe we can catch them."

"This Lin Shuguang is amazing."

Everyone was shocked when they heard his analysis.

I don't know that Lin Shuguang has received special training in the Special Administration Bureau, but this does not affect the enthusiasm in their eyes.

"Let's chase and kill all these damned White Horse Village bandits." Everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

It is undeniable that it was indeed for the credits at first, but now I see so many innocent ordinary people being swallowed alive, and my heart is full of anger.