Fatty Gongshu Yuan's eyes were wide open, staring at the scene with an incredulous look on his face.
Then, he burst into tears, pounced over and pulled Lu Qiji's body, shouting: "Lu Qiji, did you see — — did you see, someone really came to save us — — someone really came to save us — —"
"I said, I said, even a few pieces of wood can fly to the sky, what else is impossible — — Lu Qiji, wake up — —"
Fatty Gongshu Yuan was sobbing, when he saw the fairy-like old man walking over to where Li Muyang was lying not far away.
Anxiously, he dashed over, using his fat body to block in front of Li Muyang, and snapped: "What are you going to do?"
Ying Wuyu was amused by the fatty's expression, saying with a smile: "I just saved you, do you think I will hurt you again?"
"You're my savior, so I should believe you no matter what you say. However, I still can't let you get close to Li Muyang — — what if you have bad intentions? What if you … killed everyone else just to fulfill your reputation as a dragon slayer? It doesn't matter if you hurt me, but you can't hurt him. "
Ying Wuyu's gentle and calm eyes thoughtfully looked at Li Muyang. "Is this boy really a black dragon? Could it be that those rumors are true? "
"What black dragon? What black dragon? "Fatty's eyes widened, a puzzled look across his face." You mean Li Muyang? Impossible. It's impossible. He was born and raised by his father and mother, how could he be a black dragon? "
"Don't believe the rumours outside. Song Gudu deliberately spread the rumour in order to defeat the Lu Family and eradicate Li Muyang — — Song Gudu that old dog is too bad. Murder and treason, there is nothing he would not do — — how could such a person become a cultivator? "
"Fatty, you're very cunning." Ying Wuyu gently shook his head. "You really won't let me see?"
Fatty was a little nervous. Xiaoxin suddenly asked, "If I don't let you look, are you going to kill me?"
He had seen clearly just now that those powerful cultivators had been killed by him at the slightest disagreement. He only saw a huge colorful bird descending from the sky, but he didn't see what was going on. Then, his vision was filled with white light. When the light faded, the cultivators who had been chasing after them were all lying on the ground.
This little old man dressed in a white robe looked amiable, but when he attacked, he was very fierce and strange. He was not to be trifled with.
"I just saved you. Why would I want to kill you?"
"You really won't kill him?"
"I won't kill them."
"If that's the case … Grandpa, why don't you stop watching? He was ugly, and there was really nothing to look at. If you want to look, look at me, your grandson … Look at me, don't I look more voluptuous and charming than him? "
"Full of nonsense," Ying Wuyu said as he looked at the fatty.
"Hey, hey — —" The fatty laughed foolishly, but stared nervously at the white bone scepter in the old man's hand. Just now, he raised his staff high into the sky and summoned the colorful bird down. The power was too strong.
He was afraid that the old man would do the same to him.
Although he himself liked birds, he was afraid of other people's birds.
"Since fatty won't let me look, then I won't look." Ying Wuyu suddenly became very easy to talk to. "But, this kid is possessed by the Dragon Soul, it shouldn't be a lie, right?"
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible — — "The fatty desperately waved his hand. "How could there be a dragon that was beaten like that? It would be a disgrace to the Dragon clan. "
"Hahaha — —"
Ying Wuyu laughed heartily. It seemed that he really liked this glib-tongued yet affectionate fatty.
The fatty looked at Li Muyang lying on the ground, then at Lu Qiji lying next to Li Muyang, and then at Lu Qingming not far away from Lu Qiji. There was a feeling of exhaustion in his heart.
Before, Lu Qiji had fought with him, and the two of them could support each other and walk forward together. But now, even Lu Qiji had fainted. How could he carry three people forward alone?
He secretly looked at Ying Wuyu, who was clad in a spotless white robe, and wanted to ask him to help treat Li Muyang, Lu Qiji and Lu Qingming. However, he was afraid that the old man would break the patient's neck as soon as he reached out his hand to treat the patient.
Although the old man looked like a good person, Song Gudu also looked like a good person. Wasn't he also like a mad dog who worked for his children and grandchildren …?
Gongshu Yuan looked at Ying Wuyu and said, "Grandpa, are you going somewhere?"
"I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying in the White Horse Plain."
"So this place is the White Horse Plain." Gongshu Yuan thought to himself. The White Horse Plain was a special breed of white horse, which was said to be able to travel thousands of miles in a day and was as strong as a rhinoceros. It could carry heavy objects or heavy armours. Countries would send hunting teams to hunt horses, and after training, they would become war horses with excellent endurance.
"Then I'll go first." The fatty said tentatively.
"Okay." Ying Wuyu nodded. "See you again if fate wills it."
The fatty said helplessly, "Grandpa, I don't think that's polite. Why don't you go first? "
"You little fatty — —" Ying Wuyu looked at Gongshu Yuan, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "If Lu Ban knew that his descendant was so cunning, he would be heartbroken. You're afraid that I'll hurt your friends, so you're anxious to drive me away, right? "
"How could that be?" The fatty's face flushed with anger. "I swear on Li Muyang lying on the ground, if I have such thoughts, I will make him unconscious — — for at least six hours."
"— —"
"Grandpa — — do you have something else?"
"Something."
"What is it?"
"Waiting for someone."
"Waiting for who?"
"Waiting for the person I'm waiting for."
The fatty wanted to ask in more detail, but there was a fierce sound of hooves in the distance.
Rumble — —
The group of horses galloped forward, as though they were going to lift up a layer of the White Horse Plain.
The fatty looked in the direction of the horses, and then saw the fiery red armour they were wearing. His face turned pale with fright, and his calves trembled.
"It's over, it's over this time — — Grandpa, lend me your bird, while they haven't gained a firm foothold, let's give them a surprise attack — —"
Ying Wuyu smiled without saying a word. He obviously had no intention of agreeing to the fatty's request.
"Neigh — —"
Clad in red armour and wielding a long spear, Song Lang reined in the reins, his eyes swept across the dead cultivators on the ground, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Li Muyang?"
"Who are you?" The fatty roared. In any case, he couldn't lose to others in terms of momentum.
"Qilin army Song Lang."
Qilin army? The army of the Song family.
Song Lang was a real member of the Song family.
The fatty pointed in a random direction and said, "I saw him run in that direction."
Song Lang's line of sight fell on Li Muyang and Lu Qiji on the ground. "Those people on the ground are mine, other people must leave immediately."
The fatty looked at Ying Wuyu. "Grandpa, the Song family is really arrogant, anyone can come to the White Horse Plain, why should we leave when he came? He said we are other people — — Although I'm not a troublemaker, but I can't stand him saying that to me. "
"Then you go up and reason with him." Ying Wuyu said.
"— —" The fatty felt that the old guy was deliberately bullying him.
Song Lang was a little impatient. He waved his hand and shouted, "Go drag them back for me. Kill anyone who dares to stop us. "
"Yes." Dozens of Qilin army elites, under the leadership of Lin Jun, galloped forward.
Rumble — —
The hooves of the horses galloped wildly, and the riders wielding long spears charged ferociously in front of the fatty and Ying Wuyu.
First kill these two eyesores, and then slaughter Li Muyang.
That was what everyone thought.
The fatty took a few steps back towards where Ying Wuyu was standing. Seeing that he still had no intention of making a move, he clenched his teeth and stamped his foot on the ground.
Kacha — —
On the ground, there was a huge crack.
The dozens of galloping horses fell into the huge crack, and the men and horses were thrown into a complete mess.
Lin Jun's strength was not weak. As his body was about to hit the ground, his toes tapped on the horse's back, and he had already soared into the air. The long spear in his hand, like a poisonous snake, was aimed at fatty Gongshu Yuan's eyes.
The fatty raised his arm and swung out.
Hu — —
In his hand, a wooden axe once again appeared.
When he swung the axe, the axe kept growing bigger and bigger.
In an instant, the palm-sized axe had become a giant axe.
Cha — —
Lin Jun and his spear were cut in two by the giant axe.
Blood spurted out, and his head tumbled to the ground.
Bang — —
The head rolled across the ground, and then rolled onto the hooves of Song Lang's horse.
Song Lang's face was gloomy. He stretched out his right hand and roared in a thunderous voice, "All troops listen to my order, kill anyone you see, and flatten the White Horse Plain."
"Yes." Thousands of people roared in unison.
Holding the horses, wielding the spear. Their bodies pressed down.
Thousands of people breathed at the same time, thousands of people moved at the same time. Thousands of people charged at the same time.
Thousands of horses galloped wildly, thousands of soldiers died for him.
Song Lang was about to put down his raised palm and order the elites of the Qilin army to crush the fatty and the white-robed old man into mud, when the earth once again rumbled and quaked.
It was just that in the north, outside the skyline. A colourful line appeared.
As the line got closer and closer, you would find that it was the front of the horse formation that was sprinting fiercely.
Rumble — —
The sky was trembling, the earth was shaking.
The line stretched longer and longer, as if there was no end in sight.
On the horses, there were countless people clad in colourful clothes, with colourful feathers on their heads, and colourful ghost masks on their faces, brandishing black sabers as they charged over.
"The Ghost dancer corps." Someone exclaimed. "The Ghost dancer corps of the Peacock Imperial Court."
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