Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4826: Wei Liujia in Dagu Mountain

The hands and feet crammed those treasures into his arms, and the young man would rush out of the sky.

But then, Xiqingchi did open his arms to stop his way. "You can't let him go, otherwise the safety of the adults can't be guaranteed."

The young man heard the words and closed his eyes in a hurry, "You can rest assured that I haven't seen anything, and I won't spread a word."

Diqing also realized something, directly released the Yanli rope to entrap him, and thrown it into the depths of this small hole.

The young man who fell heavily on the ground, like a frightened rabbit, said in a panic, "My lords, my Wei Liujia is a good person, diligent and diligent in this lonely mountain, one day Without slacking, I have never fallen down even once every Chinese year of worship. God can clearly understand my sincerity, and I am loyal to the Second Emperor... woo woo..."

Too lazy to listen to his nonsense, Di Qing blocked his mouth again, and used the force to transform his whip, and slashed him to count the whip, only to be honest.

Suddenly silenced within a few days of this cave, Di Qing placed the unconscious sword Wushuang on a flat ground before he began to investigate his condition.

Under this view, even Qing Qing was a little surprised. Jian Wushuang's original fragmented body, and even the internal organs were almost empty of the fairy body. At this moment, it has been restored, and the shocking wound is also The speed visible to the naked eye is repairing.

Also, his breath has gradually stabilized from the previous fluctuations, and a complete recovery is only a matter of time.

"What the **** is this guy," Di Qing murmured in disbelief.

The cleaning pond also came forward at this time, and his eyes were still slightly reddish, "Adult's situation..."

"He's fine, it doesn't matter much for the time being." Tie whispered coldly, and he was obviously even more disgusted with the woman who was almost the culprit.

"Then can I take care of adults." She whispered.

"No." Di Qing responded coldly, "He doesn't need to take care, he will recover soon."

Clean the pond and promise to return.

As time goes by, the cave in the fairy mountain is silent for a day.

I don’t know how long it passed, a slight cry, a little excitement sounded from far and near outside the cave.

In a blink of an eye, a full figure suddenly rushed into the sky, and the extremely white hair was dotted with incomprehensible dark dense lines.

That is the dream tapir of Xiqing Pond, and the culprit of awakening all the immortal bones in the fairy tomb of Beitianyu.

At this moment, as soon as he jumped into the cave, the four dark eyes directly saw its owner, and he was thrilled when he was excited.

But it is a powerful foot in response to it.

Almost ten percent of the effort was used to clean the sink, kicking it out with one foot.

Meanwhile, while Zhao Ting hadn't responded, he directly withdrew the saber from her waist and cut it towards Meng Tapie.

But in the end, the long knife that circulated Yanli did not fall down, but hovered over Meng Tapi's head.

Xi Qingchi's eyes glowed red, watching it coldly, "Get out, I will no longer be your master from now on."

Meng Tapi whispered low, his front paws shaking the ground unsteadily, and he did not understand why his master suddenly became so cold.

It whimpered, and moved forward on its lower body, but this time, it was a sharp long knife that responded to it.

Slashing with a knife, tearing a **** wound directly at Meng Tap's neck.

"Go!" Xiongchi chuckled coldly, with a long knife pointing out of the hole.

Meng Tapi whimpered and stayed still.

At this time, a tired voice slowly sounded, "Forget it, the things that have passed are gone, and the wisdom of a small animal is not yet civilized, and it is also reasonable."

Jian Wushuang sat up slowly and coughed again.

"Sir, you're awake!" Xiqing Chi was surprised, and his long knife stood on the ground, and he was a little embarrassed.

"It's not good to go to sleep again." He shook his head helplessly.

Di Qing, who has been sitting next to him, looked at him carefully, then raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's still recovering well."

Jian Wushuang smiled, "Fortunately, I didn't hurt the source, and the recovery was smooth."

After he finished speaking, he looked around slowly, "Are we here now?"

Yi Qing replied, "Among the vastness of the hinterland, the northern heaven has already left."

"It seems to be quite smooth. This small hole is pretty good. Although the strength is a little thin, it is also a good go-to dojo." Jian Wushuang looked around and nodded.

This small cave hides wind and condenses water in the day, and although the layout is a bit cold, it is still elegant, and its owner is obviously stylish.

Just as he was about to take back his gaze, Yu Guang suddenly glanced at the corner of the wall and there was a figure almost **** with zongzi.

And the dumplings stared at them, looking at them in horror.

"This is this?" Jian Wushuang was puzzled.

Yi Qing heard the words, and then stretched out his hand, and the figure wrapped in dumplings rolled over, and at the same time removed the Yanlian chain from his mouth.

When the young man fell down, he quickly closed his eyes and said something in his mouth, "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything, and I didn't know how many people. Please ask the adults to put it down."

Jian Wushuang couldn't help crying and laughing, "Nothing, open my eyes and let me see."

The young man heard the words and finally opened his eyes slowly.

"Are you the master of this hole?" he asked.

The young man nodded and said with a trembling voice, "Below is the second mountain owner of this big solitary mountain, Wei Liujia..."

"Wei, Liujia? Good name." Jian Wushuang nodded with a smile, and then said, "How many mountain owners like you are in this vast sky?"

This young man named Wei Liujia, like the pour of beans, gave out the old bottom, "There are dozens of heavens in the entire Damitian, but there are only 17 heavenly caves like me. , And there are only 17 mountain owners, and the mountain owners are hereditary, and cannot be led by others."

Jian Wushuang touched his chin. "Seventeen caves and seventeen mountain owners. It seems that your identity in this vast sky should be considered relatively high."

Wei Liujia heard the words and flashed a look of embarrassment, "The identity of Lord Dong Tianshan is certainly high, but my father died at a young age, leaving only this big lonely mountain to me. The place of the Lord.

"Speaking of the Lord of the Cave of Heaven, in fact, the entire Dagushan Cave is just a polished pole for me, plus every year of worship, and my father never left a little treasure treasure, I really can’t get the treasure to worship Therefore, after one or two visits, I became the bottom of the seventeen caves, not to be seen by any monks..."