Chapter 110: : Depot

Those hundreds of dust threads were in his hands, as if they had been given life. After the lasing, each one pointed to an acupuncture point in Qingxu and Wen Xiangrong's body, and the speed was more than doubled.
Qing Xu and Wen Xiangrong went through several battles in succession, and their true essence and physical strength were almost depleted. Before they had time to adjust their breath and recover, it was the end of the battle.
Moreover, the two of them couldn't perform stunts like Fang Bai's "Dragon Sniper", and saw a white rain curtain covering them, although they couldn't help being shocked.
Although they tried their best to dodge, everyone was stabbed with dust, looking like two large white-haired hedgehogs.
Fang Bai recognized the acupoints accurately. There were dozens of silver needles on Qingxu and Wen Xiangrong's bodies, and each of them sealed an acupuncture point on both of them.
Qing Xu and Wen Xiangrong felt that their bodies were instantly numb, unconscious, unsteady, and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Fang Bai had no killer, otherwise as long as those dust threads penetrated deeper, they would be cut off and killed on the spot.
Despite this, two dignified Xuan-level martial artists, except that their facial features are still normal, their bodies can't move at all.
At this time, even an ordinary person who has no power to bind the chicken can easily kill them.
Fang Bai glanced at Wen Xiangrong and Qing Xu, and ignored them, instead beckoning to the ghost hand and beckoning him to come.
"Senior, what's the order?"
After seeing Fang Bai, Guishou solved dozens of Yanyulou and Qingchengguan disciples. His strength was stronger than that of the white ape. He was in awe for a long time. Seeing him calling, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over and asked with a fist .
Although Fang Bai was wearing a mask and Guishou could not see his true age, in the world of warriors, the expert was the first. No matter how old Fang Bai was, he was always right to call Senior.
Although Fang Bai’s apparent age is only about twenty years old, a little younger than Guishou, his psychological age is already tens of thousands of years old, so he doesn’t feel awkward at all when he is called "senior" by the ghosts. .
"Go and bring the six heavenly warriors' legacy."
Fang Bai pointed to the six treasures scattered on the ground in the distance, and said to Guishou.
Without a word, Guishou ran over immediately, carefully put away the six heavenly martial artist's relics, and brought them back to Fang Bai.
"I received these three things. I will give you the dagger and two exercises."
Fang Bai put away the two jade bottles containing the "Juyuan Pill" and the wooden box containing ten red yuan stones, and then waved his hands.
After speaking, Fang Bai ignored the stunned ghost hand and turned and left.
He was so fast that he left the valley in the blink of an eye and disappeared into the vast mountains.
For Bai Bai, what happened in the valley was only a trivial matter, and the four major sect disciples were just passing by in his practice career. He didn't want and didn't want to have too much intersection with the other party.
Guishou stared blankly at Fang Bai's leaving back, and it took a long time to react.
He never imagined that his previous kindness had received such a huge return. Looking at the three treasures in his hand, he felt as if he was in a dream.
"Junior Brother Liu, come and pinch me! Harder!"
After a long while, Guishou turned his head and said to a Wanyaogu disciple who walked to his side.
The Wanyaogu disciple surnamed Liu stretched out his hand and pinched him severely.
Ouch--
The ghost hand yelled, and tears of pain almost flowed out.
"Not a dream, it's true!"
The ghost hand was ecstatic, raised the dagger and two exercises in his hand, and said to the dozens of Wanyaogu disciples who were around: "This time we didn't run in vain. We got three treasures and returned to Wanyao. After the valley, you will definitely get a reward from the valley owner!"
After a pause, he said: "It's not too late, let's leave immediately and return to Wanyao Valley."
More than a dozen disciples from Wanyao Valley responded, surrounded by ghost hands, happily leaving the valley.
As for the dozens of Qingcheng Temple and Yanyulou disciples who were knocked unconscious by Fang Bai, as well as Wen Xiangrong and Qingxu, who were immobile, Guishou and others ignored them.
This is a deep mountain. At night, there will be wild beasts. Whether these people in the valley can survive, it is up to fate.
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The torrential rain, like the pouring water of the Tianhe River, instantly enveloped Yanjing City, which has a population of tens of millions.
For a time, pedestrians almost disappeared in the streets and lanes of Yanjing, and vehicles became scarce.
At this moment, Fang Bai was holding a small black umbrella that he carried, braving the wind and rain, and walking on a national road outside Yanjing City.
Such a violent rain and such a strong wind did not cause any impact on Fang Bai, and he did not even splash a drop of rain on his body.
After leaving Fuhu Mountain, the road to Yanjing is basically the plain of Yimapingchuan.
Fang Bai went to many places, but he didn't find any available training resources. Seeing that there was not much time, he stopped walking and flew all the way to the vicinity of Yanjing.
As for the "Ju Yuan Pill" and ten red-colored Yuan Stones obtained from Fuhu Mountain, Fang Bai was ready to settle down in Yanjing, and then he would take it out to practice in a secluded place.
Two bottles of ten "Gathering Origin Pills", plus ten Crimson Essence Stones, with the aid of these cultivation resources, plus his own cultivation, Fang Bai believes that his strength can be raised to a small level in a short time.
Due to the heavy wind and rain, no pedestrians can be seen on the national highway. After a long period of time, vehicles can be seen speeding by.
As long as there is no one, Fang Bai's speed will suddenly increase, flying by for a while.
When a vehicle passed by, Fang Bai's pace would slow down again, like a pedestrian hurrying on the road.
When he reached the middle of a stone bridge several hundred meters long, Fang Bai's footsteps slowed down again, and he raised his eyes to glance at the woods on both sides of the road on the opposite bank of the stone bridge.
"It's murderous!"
Fang Bai frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice.
Didi----
Just then, a rush of car horns sounded behind him.
Fang Bai stepped diagonally and flashed to the side of the road.
Turning to look around, I saw four all-black cars, surrounded by a silver bulletproof car in the middle, passing through the heavy rain curtain and driving towards the opposite bank of the stone bridge.
Fang Bai had excellent eyesight. When the convoy passed by, through the window of the silver bulletproof car, he saw four people sitting inside.
The two in the front row were dressed in black suits and were dressed as standard bodyguards. One was the driver and the other was in the passenger seat.
Two people in the back row, one was an old man in a red Tang suit, and the other was a girl with a double ponytail.
The old man in the Tang costume is more than 70 years old. The girl with double pony tails seems not very old, only thirteen or four years old. Looking at her profile face, it seems very beautiful.
"Those who are in ambush in the woods ahead, the target should be this team."
Fang Bai looked at the caravan passing by, holding the black umbrella in his hand, and continued to move forward, slowing down.