Chapter 776: Set off
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My Teacher is Sun Wukong
- Fu Ouran
- 1241 characters
- 2021-02-25 03:32:25
Just then, a sudden gust of wind blew. In the squally wind, there is a faint shadow, and there is no flash.
"Kunlun slave, give me back." He hurriedly yelled. There is no one in the field of vision. He seems to be calling the air.
However, the voice just fell, and a gust of wind came back.
Nourish...
A man flew back and his feet were still slipping on the ground. His speed is too fast, just like the wind.
"Kunlun slave, you are so hurry, where do you want to go?" asked with a smile. This flying man is the of the Taibao Kunlun slave, referred to as the slave. This person's long skin is very dark, a natural curl, like a hot.
He is a Kunlun of the Kunlun Mountains, and the Kunluns belong to the local aborigines. Living in the Kunlun Mountains all the year round, its residential area is not limited to China, Kunlun Mountain has been extended to foreign countries.
The area where he lives is in China. The Kunlun people of that year also established a Kunlun country, but they were destroyed two thousand years ago.
"Xiao Laotou is not asking me to participate in the martial arts conference, but also to arrive within three days, I have to hurry." Kunlun slave said. His speed can't be said to be fast, he can only say that it is as fast as a blast.
"Xijiang is in the south of China, are you ready to run like this?" asked a Yuanzu teacher. Kunlun Mountain is about 5,000 kilometers away from Mount Mangshan in Xijiang Province, and he only uses one foot.
"Yeah." Kunlun Nuo said: "Three days, it should be enough, and I still want to arrive early, go play for a day. Do not say, leave!" After that, the figure changed and disappeared in their In sight.
"Come back!" cried.
Nourish!
Kunlun, who has already run far away, is back: "What?"
"This martial arts conference is to determine the martial arts lord, you have not prepared any gifts?" asked.
"I forgot this." Kunlun slave scratched his head and said: "But I brought a little money, go to the place to buy it again, thank you for your reminder."
After that, the figure flashed and disappeared.
"Wait a minute!" cried a ancestor.
Nourish!
A gust of wind blew, and Kunlun slaves appeared in front of them again. "Two, what else should you remind me?"
"That didn't." One Yuanzu said: "Call you back, just want to remind you, be careful all the way. Your speed is too fast, beware of the train when you are flying."
"Thank you!" Kunlunnu thanked him and disappeared again.
"Come back!" cried. When I saw Kunlun slaves flying back again, he said, "How can you be so anxious, ask you to come back, just want to say something to you... You are welcome."
"Oh!" Kunlun nodded and disappeared for the fourth time.
This time, they didn't call him back again, probably thought it was enough. The Kunlun slave not only ran fast, but also had a very good hearing. So after a while, the Yuanzu teacher said: "This guy is a two-handed man. I really don't know why he can cultivate to the realm of the guru."
He and He are both very talented, and Kunlun is stupid. According to common sense, stupid people, even Guwu can not learn.
"He is a native, there is no special blood, maybe it is." He said, "In the current words, it is the blood limit. According to my guess, he has a blood sacrifice for a fairy before Kunlun."
"After all, the former Kunlun is the mountain of God."
"I think so too." One Yuanzu said: "Is it a bit, too much to play with him?"
"It is true that it is a bit of a suspicion of teasing ethnic minorities," he said.
"Ha ha ha!" The two laughed together. It is a pleasure to tease him. It’s boring to practice all day, and you need to find some fun to adjust.
Although they only have three days, they don't seem to be in a hurry. They certainly wouldn’t walk like a Kunlun slave with their feet, and they would have to fly high-speed rail for half a day.
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On the same day, the heroes of the Western Regions, the hidden giants of the Huaxia ancient martial arts, all set off.
In a city at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, the head of the Qiankun Swordsman set off with a few strong men. Dressed as ordinary people one by one, walking on the streets where the houses are low and mostly yellowish.
The winds and sands in the frontier provinces are large, and the buildings are generally low, most of which are only two or three stories. And outside the building, it is often covered by yellow sand. However, the streets are very prosperous and the cars are very busy.
There are beautiful Uighur girls walking on the wide streets. Their looks are very special and easy to distinguish. On both sides of the street, there are a lot of kebabs, sizzling, and pilaf. With a strong scent of blue smoke, it is filled in the air.
The black men of Qiankun Jianpai purchased various local products on the street and prepared gifts for Xiao Lao. Xiao Xinghua is respected by most of the ancient warriors in China. Give gifts to him to express his heart.
Not only they, but the ancient Wuqiang who are all over the country will basically give him gifts. When the martial arts conference was held, the gifts he received could be piled up in several rooms.
In addition, if Xiao Fei is really the ally, they will also give gifts. However, these special products are a little too cold when they are gifts. In order to prepare for the unexpected, the head of the Qiankun School also specially prepared a pair of expensive jade lions.
After the purchase, the group of black people took a ride and went to the high-speed rail station. Be prepared to go to Urumqi first, then fly to Xijiang.
Wu City, at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains.
The branch of the original Tianshan School, the chief of the stunned swordsman and Lingyunmen, the head. I also prepared the gift and started to leave.
These swordsmen are all powerful, and the general training is higher than the ancient warriors who are in the big cities. The ancient Wu of the frontier is well preserved. The strength of its head is even more prestigious.
As for whether there are one or two big men, I don’t know if I want to take this opportunity to be my own.
at the same time.
In the large Gobi of Taklimakan, there are scattered wild grasses dotted with yellow. The deserted yellow sand in the sky rolled up the sky and covered the sky. The field of view is less than five meters.
Suddenly, a camel came out of the yellow sand and rushed to the nearby town.
Above the camel, a girl with a white sand on her face. It seems to be about seventeen or eight years old. Although I can't see the appearance, I can be sure that she must be beautiful. It can be seen from the outline.
The posture is very embarrassing and fascinating.
She is a ‘flying camel’, and the ancient martial arts is a degraded one. Often appearing in the desert to help those trapped merchants. But there is no one who has seen her true face.
Now because of the Wulin Conference, she is going to wear casual clothes and go to Xijiang.
(End of this chapter)