Hearing the gust of wind whistling in his ears, Liu Ming's face turned pale, holding a red-gold eagle with one hand and the horn of Han Jiao tightly with the other.

He wanted to scream, but the wind filled his stomach as soon as he opened his mouth.

huh~

Han Jiao swooped down, and the strong wind whipped up the thick snow on the ground.

Among the scattered snowflakes, Ji Liu and the two only felt a flower in front of them, and there were two more people and an eagle in front of them. In the air, there was also a cold flood circling and flying, and sometimes it made a roar like a bull and a tiger.

The aura like a mountain and a mountain filled the world at once, shrouded the entire snow, and even more oppressed their bodies and minds.

All the courage in their hearts was dispelled, and their hearts trembled.

"Hoohoo!"

As soon as Liu Ming landed, he retched.

The golden eagle falcon, which was grabbed by one of his wings, let out a crisp cry, but it seemed to be greatly frightened, and he didn't even dare to break free from the palm that seemed to be extremely weak.

What made it so frightening was not the Han Jiao hovering in the air at this time, but the Taoist standing still in front of him.

"Golden Feather Eagle......"

Feeling the drooping eyes like a mountain, Ji Liu only felt a little dry mouth and a rapid heartbeat.

There was a lot of disdain before, but at this time, his heart was so depressed.

Degrading the enemy is basically because of fear, but at this time, he found that the fear in his heart was infinitely magnified.

The Taoist stood silently, but it gave him a huge pressure as if the sky was collapsing, making him unable to bear his dry mouth and shortness of breath.

And the Golden Feather Eagle, which the little monk held in his hand like a chicken cub, made his heart sink even more.

Could this person have already discovered their traces?

'This man has such a strong aura...'

Ji Ba was also depressed, and his breathing was a little difficult.

He knew that this was the Taoist who deliberately used power to suppress people, and he might not actually do it, but the Taoist's **** was too powerful, and it completely suppressed them, making him extremely depressed and full of fear.

It seems that the bravery that once fought on the battlefield has all disappeared at this moment.

It was like an ordinary person with a tiger on his side. Even if the tiger was full, the fear in his heart would not disappear.

Without him, it is only because of life and death between people's thoughts.

"Are you waiting for me?"

An Qisheng glanced at the two of them lightly.

Before March, Ji Chonghua came and went back and forth, and he couldn't lock his position, but of course he had already discovered the traces of the two.

Just didn't care.

And although the golden feather eagle is a spiritual bird, it has very few heaven and earth, but the golden eagle king is still no match for the Han Jiao. How can the descendants of these golden eagle kings escape the claws of the Han Jiao?

Naturally, it was easily caught as soon as it was lifted into the air.

Even if it wasn't for what he meant, the moment the golden feather eagle flew into the air, it was already a delicious meal in Han Jiao's mouth.

"An, Daoist An."

Ji Liu took a deep breath and forced a smile: "We are here on the order of the Grand Master to give gifts to adults, and there is no malicious intent."

"Gift?"

An Qisheng was noncommittal and looked calm.

However, the two of them only felt that the pressure on their bodies suddenly decreased, and a big stone in their hearts was lifted to the ground.

Needless to say, he immediately stepped to the side of the pavilion, and opened the three large iron boxes that were originally covered with snow and were exposed by the strong wind.

The three large iron boxes were square and not small. When they were opened, they were neither gold nor silver, but iron ingots of different colors and materials that had been specially tempered.

At a glance, it is no less than dozens of pieces, and its weight is probably more than a thousand catties.

Among them, there are many rare metals such as cold iron essence, flame essence iron, Yang Que stone, meteorite iron stone, mother stone, etc., which are of high value.

For example, the essence of cold iron, one hundred catties of cold iron can only be obtained by special refining to three catties, and the same is true for other materials, all of which are extremely rare materials.

Although its value is not as high as the material value of the spear he casts, it is enough to cast a magic weapon.

This gift is a heavy gift to anyone.

That Ji Chonghua was quite generous, and he offered a big gift without talking about anything, regardless of whether he succeeded or failed.

But An Qisheng just glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, and answered indifferently:

"Things are not bad."

Ji Liu and the two glanced at An Qisheng's palm, which was not yet sharp but sharp, as if looking at the red spear that was about to bleed.

Knowing that his magic weapon was in hand, the weight of this heavy gift in his heart was greatly reduced.

"Daoist priest, although the magic weapon is cast, it still needs to absorb the essence of hardware to nourish..."

Ji Liu gritted his teeth.

After the divine weapon is cast, it must absorb the essence of massive gold and iron to nourish the spirituality and enhance its power.

Even the long-established Divine Vein experts have to search for these strange metals, so this gift is not useless.

"You're right."

An Qisheng nodded slightly and said indifferently:

"Tell me, what is your grand master doing with such a heavy gift?"

After the divine weapon was cast, it was not far from the day of his divine veins.

This process is to make this magic weapon highly compatible with his 'god', until the weapon is 'divine'.

In other words, the magic weapon that can be used only by the body is transformed into a magic weapon that can also be used by a 'god'.

This process, people who have been floating in the world for a long time, call it "turning soldiers into the body" or "deifying weapons".

Only in this way can the divine soldiers have the effect of avoiding disasters and calamities when the yin and gods are out of body.

As for absorbing the spirit of gold and iron to nourish the divine weapon, that is something that will come later. At this time, he has not yet 'deified the weapon', let alone the level of nourishing the spirituality of the weapon with the spirit of gold and iron.

"Master."

Ji Liu glanced at the Golden Feather Eagle.

In my heart, I secretly called it a fluke. I didn't have any exaggeration or subjectivity in the letter raft. Even if it was known by An Qisheng, there should be no hindrance.

Otherwise, this time is dead.

He pondered for a moment, throbbing in his heart, and said, "My Taishi was not in Dafeng for a few years ago, and I came back to hear the news of the Taoist priest and admired it, and I want to make friends with the Taoist... "

"Nonsense, don't have to say it."

Just as he spoke, An Qisheng interrupted.

Ji Liu's face turned red, but when he saw those calm and indifferent eyes, his heart was cold again.

He could only grit his teeth and continue:

"My Taishi doesn't want to have a grudge against an unparalleled figure like you, I hope to resolve the grievances between you and the court on your behalf, and turn enemies into friends in the future, whether the Taoist wants to establish a sect or walk alone in the rivers and lakes, it will be much more convenient.. …”

As soon as the words came out, Ji Liu's heart was relieved.

What he was most afraid of was hearing his demeaning words of this person before, so that he shot in anger so that he didn't even have a chance to say these words.

As soon as the words came out, he was naturally relieved.

Although he had just returned from the North with Ji Chonghua, he was also aware of the grievances between An Qisheng and the imperial court.

In his opinion, all the way the court lost soldiers and generals, the old Taoist did not suffer in the slightest.

Now that the court has taken the initiative to show his favor, and wants to resolve this grievance, he can't think of any reason for him to refuse.

Otherwise, if you have to fight with the imperial court to the end, even the divine veins will definitely not end well.

On the other hand, Ji Ba's expression tightened slightly, and he faintly sensed that something was wrong.

Because he didn't see or feel the slightest joy on An Qisheng's face or body.

Yes, but the calm and indifference like an abyss.

"Ji Chonghua is very generous. I killed so many experts in the court, and he can write it off."

Hearing this, An Qisheng smiled, but there was a hint of coolness in his eyes.

"My family's grand master is yin and yang, and he has the world in mind. How can he care about temporary gains and losses? The grand master is so tolerant..."

Seeing An Qisheng smiling, Ji Liu's heart was calm, although his face was humble, there was a hint of pride in his tone.

Ji Chonghua went straight to the sky, first joined the army and became a marquis, and then went out and entered the prime minister, what a character.

Although he is a slave, he is also honored.

"Unfortunately, I have never been a generous person..."

An Qisheng sighed softly, his voice pouring like mercury:

"On the contrary, I hold a grudge..."

If you want to chase, chase and kill?

You want a write-off, a write-off?

No matter whose reason this is, it is definitely not his reason!

Kindness must be repaid, revenge must be avenged!

no matter who!

No matter where you are!

This is his reasoning.

"not good!"

The expressions of Ji Liu and the two changed in unison, their hairs exploded, and they burst into infuriating energy, and they were about to flee when they dispersed.

"This old **** is crazy!"

Ji Liu's eyes turned red, his true energy burst out, and his energy burst forth.

In an instant, he rose from the ground, smashed the wind and snow behind him, and was about to escape.

But at this moment, there seemed to be a red-golden light in his red eyes that flashed and disappeared, and then turned into endless darkness.

boom!

Ji Ba spit out his true anger, and at the moment when the snow rose to the sky, he swept back dozens of feet, and was about to escape, his face suddenly changed wildly, like being struck by thunder.

Before the gazebo, the Taoist pierced the void with a spear in his arm.

As the dripping blood dripped, Ji Liu was already nailed to death in mid-air!

Not even a single scream was heard.

Has been stabbed in the head with a bullet!

That shot was so fast, so fierce, even if it was a few dozen meters away, Ji Badu could only feel the darkness in front of him, as if he had been pierced between his eyebrows.

huh~

With the swing of the spear~lightnovelpub.net~ Ji Liu's huge body was thrown ten feet away, and the blood of his brain was thrown, and he fell heavily into the snow.

"Sixth brother!"

Ji Bamu let out a wolf-like cry.

They are not real brothers, but they have been fighting side by side for decades, but they are closer than brothers. At this time, how can Ji Liushen die calmly.

But his cry was like a cuckoo's blood, but his speed increased a few minutes again, and a few ups and downs rushed out hundreds of feet.

While running, he couldn't help but look back with grief and anger.

But between the wind and the snow, the dragon was hovering in the air, and the man in front of the pavilion stood with a gun, just like when he got up, as if he had never moved.

Before the grief and anger disappeared in his heart, he heard a plain but mountain-like heavy words explode in his heart:

"This is 6,000 miles to Fengdu, you go and tell Ji Chonghua, I will walk through these 6,000 miles step by step,

take a look,

How high is the top of the first city in the world! "