Museum of Demons

Twenty-eight rides down the mountain in four ways.

These were all Jiangdong children who had been rushing along with Xiang Yu.

One will succeed in everything.

If it weren't for Xiang Yu to lose in the end, there must be a place for them among the celebrities known to future generations. Naturally, their bravery does not need to be considered. Although the Han army is hundreds of times stronger than these elites, all roads are still being dashed.

This illusion was constructed based on the considerations of the school lieutenant Si Li's own cultivation.

Therefore, there was no scene that was too exaggerated. This is especially the case. The fighting spirit on the battlefield was also strong enough to make Wei Yuan feel his scalp numb, and he rushed forward with a sword in his hand, but he never thought of the Kansai in front of him. Dahan was originally a soldier of Qin, although he was incorporated into the Han army, his deepest instincts may not necessarily think so.

The big man in front avoided the guns quite skillfully.

Wei Yuan, who was behind, was sold directly.

The cavalry of the Chu army pierced forward with a spear sharply. Wei Yuan subconsciously used the eight-faced Han sword to defensively. The manpower and horsepower were unified. There was a loud noise. The blade was directly knocked away. Wei Yuan's combat experience made him retreat quickly. Avoiding it, but on the battlefield, he collided with another person, his body shape and footwork deformed.

In a blink of an eye, the **** cavalry had reacted.

That heavy gun penetrated Wei Yuan's throat in a very light and agile way.

It's black in front of me.

………………

Wei Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his throat.

The feeling of being pierced from the mountain by the cavalry was quite uncomfortable.

I still underestimated the ancient elites who had experienced various wars.

This should be accompanied by Xiang Yu's personal soldiers fighting from Julu to Gaixia. How could the combat ability be weak? Wei Yuan settled down, holding his waist card, and a scroll appeared in front of him. The battle of Gaixia was still number one. You can immediately have two moon dew pictures separating from it.

They were the battle of the giant deer that the veteran of the Qin army had experienced.

And the **** battle in Pengcheng that Yang Xi experienced.

There are Xiang Jian when he was young and famous, and the overlord in his heyday.

Wei Yuan looked at the merits behind him, his face turned blue.

This is not something he can afford now.

Of course, for the former Lieutenant Sili, these feats are nothing, but Wei Yuan has enough reason to suspect that this is the feats accumulated by the people of the dynasty who legally and reasonably exploited the past generations of Crouching Tigers to kill demons and slay demons to prevent them from taking great Part of the treasures of heaven, material and earth are replaced.

After all, for those Crouching Tigers, a thousand-year-old elixir, in exchange for a battle with the Overlord of Quansheng.

Is it cost-effective?

It's a bargain.

However, Wei Yuan looked at the merits of only 59 points left, and then his eyes fell on the first one. He was in mourning for the soldiers to win, the tragedy of the end, Yu Ji is dead, and the eight thousand Jiangdong children are only twenty-eight. The battle of Gaixia in the human state.

After seeing the overlord demeanor from Qin Bing's veteran and Yang Xi.

Anyone who is practicing martial arts can hardly resist the temptation to face the overlord once.

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth, comforting himself in his heart.

There is fifty-nine o'clock, which is still very generous.

Continue to exchange for this month Lu taking pictures.

………………………

The old fox spirit told Tiannv Wei Yuan that the time was three days.

After waiting for him for three days, he condensed mana to create a token that could prove his identity.

Then go to Qingqiu with the token.

Wei Yuan has been in retreat for the past three days. The situation on the battlefield is unpredictable. He constantly wants to get closer to the position of King Xiang, but this is not easy. In these three days, he has no idea that he is fighting in Gaixia. How long, in most cases, I was entangled with the guards of Wang Wang.

His swordsmanship and experience are constantly becoming sophisticated.

In this illusion, the hard power of King Xiang's guard is similar to him.

And from the beginning, he was inadvertently killed by these elites.

Up to now, I can entangle the undefeated, and even kill one of them with the sword.

Wei Yuan's progress was visibly rapid.

But he still couldn't touch Xiang Yu's side.

After being killed by Jiangdong’s children next to Xiang Yu again, Wei Yuan opened his eyes and was obsessed with this battle for three days. He was a guardian of the way, bloodshot in his eyes, and a clear battle aura grew around him, but he still didn’t hide. hair.

Wei Yuan raised his hand, almost instinctively wanting to exchange it, only then realized that he had prepared for himself in exchange for the merits of various kinds of moon dew pictures, but only the last one was left.

He has walked fifty-nine times in the battle of Gaixia.

He also died fifty-nine times.

Wei Yuan's movements paused, and he still exchanged this time for the photo of the Moon Dew. The last feat dissipated, and the scroll slowly unfolded in front of Wei Yuan's eyes. This time he was prepared, and still appeared next to Yang Xi. When he was lost, he stretched out his hand and pulled the future Chiquanhou down from his horse.

There was a riot in the Han army camp.

Wei Yuan's legs clamped his horse's belly, and the horse neighed, and unexpectedly jumped out of the battle.

Straight to the brave Wu Qi rushed.

With such a sudden change, the Han army was astonished, subconsciously retreating one after another, immediately like a wave of waves.

Wei Yuan stared directly at King Xiang who rushed down from this direction.

Since following the trend of the battle and unable to contact Xiang Yu, he can only use this method.

Wei Yuan raised his hand and drew his sword, rushing towards King Xiang as if he was not afraid of death. One of Xiang Yu's guards yelled and drove the horse towards him. Wei Yuan held the sword in his right hand and raised his left arm, just right to mount the guard. Clamped under his arm, the atmosphere of the battlefield can most affect people's minds. With an angry shout, the right-hand sword cut off the lance, and threw the front part of the lance.

It was shattered by the spear in Xiang Yu's hand.

It seems that it is because of Xiang Yu's personality that he appreciates such behavior and said loudly:

"Who will come?!"

Wei Yuan swallowed the churning qi and blood, holding the sword and slashed towards Xiang Yu.

"Quanzhou Weiyuan."

"it is good!"

Xiang Yu fell with a heavy gun in his hand.

……………………

"Is the Master Weiguan away?"

Zhang Hao knocked on the door, which was opened by the water ghost.

The water ghost shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't come out for three days."

"Come in first."

Today, in addition to Zhang Hao and Shen Jifeng, there is also a man who looks about 30 years old, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe. The Taoist is very popular, and the young man has something on his face. Embarrassed and restless.

The water ghost said: "Xiao Zhang, what are you doing this time?"

Zhang Hao smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say for a while.

It can't be said that it was because the uncle Zhang Yu was frivolous and somewhat rude.

This time, it was this little uncle who brought the master to apologize, and was worried about being thrown out again, so he wanted to talk to Wei Yuan to intercede? I had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "I have come to say thank you. A few days ago, the New World Wrathful Spirit arrived in Quan City, with the help of the owner of the labor and health center."

The water ghost screamed.

Zhang Hao raised his hand to drink water and looked at this rare museum in other places.

I thought about what I had experienced in Liucun before.

After that, they told the elders in Quan City, and among them was the one next to him. Although he looked young, he was actually nearly seventy years old. He was given five thunder urns, and these juniors would call him a master uncle.

The old man was very knowledgeable and recognized their later speculation.

It is believed that the general in the mouth of Aunt Huang refers to the land **** who was sacrificed after the death of a certain ancient military commander, not the master of the museum.

The experience of the master Weiguan is clear and normal under the modern household registration system.

And from this point of speculation, the relationship between the senior on the opposite side and the master of the Wei Guan is due to the neighbors, so everything can make sense, in the final analysis, it is because the uncle Zhang Yu is too frivolous and presumptuous. .

Zhang Hao put down the water cup and looked at the uncle next to him.

But he was a little surprised to see the old man, his eyes kept looking at a black cat lying on the cabinet.

Zhang Hao was a little curious.

When I came before, I didn't seem to see the owner of Weiguan raising a cat.

On the other hand, Zhang Yu was downcast and felt that he couldn't keep it away anyway, so he took the initiative to talk about his intentions with the water ghosts. The main reason was that he was a little rude. He called the predecessor's name directly to a certain extent and attracted the water ghost. All beings, as well as black cats staring in surprise and a certain kind of admiration.

It was a bit embarrassing to bring Zhang Hao and Shen Jifeng.

Suddenly hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, his expression relaxed, and said:

"The Master of the Guardian is out..."

The sound never fell, suddenly a heart palpitations that could not be described in words appeared in my heart.

It was as if being thrown into the sea of ​​blood on the dead mountain, as if a blood-stained knife was placed behind his neck.

Zhang Hao stiffened, seeing the hair on his arm stand up bit by bit, exploding the goose bumps, stiffly looking at the doorway, the sound of footsteps sounded extremely quietly and coldly, but in a trance, it seemed that the footsteps were smashed. I heard other things.

That sound like the rubbing of armor leaves.

Step on, step on, step on—

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the atmosphere in this small room was visibly suppressed.

The hair of that black cat exploded.

Is it murderous? !

Squeaky

The door was pushed open.

Wei Yuan stepped out.

The moment he opened the door, an extremely cruel, icy energy suddenly spread with him as the core. It was an energy that was unique to the generals of the Cold Weapon Era, causing the Qi family’s military soul to shudder, and subconsciously stood up straight. at the door.

Wei Yuan's eyes were in a trance, as if he was still fighting with Xiang Yu.

Damn it.

It is hard to imagine that with the same level of cultivation, facing the Overlord, it would actually end in this way.

But thinking about what I have seen before, the record of the Overlord, it seems that it is not so difficult to accept.

It's just that the remaining air on the battlefield finally broke out.

Wei Yuan sat down, and the people on the opposite side were a little stiff. Zhang Yu almost thought it was because of his previous rude things that people knew about him. Only then would he be targeted with this evil spirit, and his mouth trembled. In this ancient street, Wouldn't it be that these people live there?

Only the old man with profound knowledge was okay, but he saw that the lazy black cat suddenly swooped on Wei Yuan, stretched out his paw to press on Wei Yuan’s eyebrows, and relaxed after confirming that this was the original person. .

It almost thought that this guy was influenced by someone in his dream.

Wei Yuan hugged the black cat directly, and almost slapped his backhand, but he thought of the Kunlun-scented girl not far from the other side, but still endured it aggrievedly. The Taoist priest looked at this scene in astonishment, almost a little uncomfortable. Believe it, Lei turned his head and watched the old Taoist grin, breathing continuously.

The old Taoist introduced himself, pretending to be surprised:

"I don't know the Master Wei Guan, this black cat is..."

Wei Yuan's consciousness is clear, but the murderous aura still exists. Part of it is because he fought Xiang Yu Remnant Shadow, caught the evil aura from the latter, and teased the cat's chin. Hearing the words, he replied: "It was raised by a friend of Zhang Dao. Fostered in my home for some time."

The veteran Taoist looked at the honest and peaceful class in the arms of this young man, somewhat speechless.

Tianshi Shishu will be scratched.

And, friend Zhang Dao?

He felt that the thing he was investigating before cracked open with a crack.

After thinking for a while, he noticed Shen Jifeng, who was holding his glasses next to him, and Zhang Hao, whose eyes were slightly bright. He decided to make the last try, and smiled: "I saw that Xiaoyou Wei's breath was a little unstable just now, but what happened? ?"

Wei Yuan also noticed the evil spirit on his body.

It seems that the three days of continuous fighting in Gaixia still left some traces.

He thought for a while, and said, "I just had a nightmare."

The old Taoist smiled and said: "Thinking about day and night and dreaming, may be due to the depression in Wei Xiaoyou's heart, or some past experiences that are difficult to let go and have been entangled in his heart~www.NovelMTL.com~ Poor Dao is also familiar with some dream interpretation techniques. If the little friend doesn’t dislike it, he can interpret dreams for Dao friends.

Wei Yuan thought for a while, and stretched out his right hand without a reason to refuse.

The Taoist took a talisman, somewhat curious, and wanted to see the dream of the young man before.

He is the kind who really has the right way.

So the moment before my eyes, I saw the traces of the spirit that Wei Yuan had just left behind.

Just one scene, that full of evil spirit made the old Taoist's heart frightened——

The boundless evil spirit, the cruel battlefield that exists in reality.

The towering mountains, the beacon and the raging smoke, and the thousands of soldiers who made the move, the tall man in armor struck down his spear heavily, and asked, "Who is coming?!"

then,

A familiar voice answered:

"Quanzhou Weiyuan."