Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1463: , road

"Do you also want me to go in your heart?" Zhang Wuhe asked.

"Why do you say that?" Liu Weian gave her a strange look.

"With your domineering personality, if you really don't let me go, I have to think of ways." Zhang Wuhe said.

"Am I overbearing?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Ask your enemy." Zhang Wuhe said.

"I feel like I'm quite gentle." Liu Weian touched his chin.

"If those dead people heard what you said, they would probably be picked out of the coffin boards." Zhang Wuhe said.

"I really don't know Songshan, but it's scary to be able to vaguely feel it." Liu Wei'an said.

"Then why did you change your mind?" Zhang Wuhe asked.

"These old sticks are dead when they hang up, and we can be resurrected after hanging up. In our opinion, their so-called danger is not worth mentioning. It's just lying on the bed for half a month." Liu Wei'an said.

"Uh...Actually, I thought so too." Zhang Wuhe laughed, showing dimples.

"Don't you think it's inconvenient to walk in the forest wearing a skirt?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"I don't think..." Zhang Wuhe had just finished speaking, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Following Liu Wei'an's gaze, a hole was torn in the skirt at some point, and it suddenly became like a fork. The skirt is like a skirt, and as she walks, her snow-white thighs are looming, and her face is suddenly hot.

The envoy of Songshan Mountain is a very silent person. When he is not talking to him, he basically does not take the initiative to speak.

Liu Wei'an and Zhang Wuhe talked a lot in the back. The Songshan envoy seemed to ignore his own affairs and go his own way. Grass, mosquitoes, snakes and ants had no effect on him. Although Liu Weian and Zhang Wuhe were chatting, their speed was no slower than that of the Songshan envoy.

It is estimated that the Songshan envoy had no objection because he could keep up. Zhang Wuhe hid behind an old tree and changed into a dress. Liu Wei'an glanced at it. The style changed slightly, but it was still bright red. Zhang Wuhe had a soft spot for red dresses, which suddenly appeared in the dark , a little scary, especially since she also likes not to tie her hair.

The Songshan envoy led the way, Liu Wei'an didn't ask where he was going, and Zhang Wuhe didn't ask, just followed behind. Before he knew it, it was getting dark, and the Songshan envoy skillfully found a cave to spend the night. The next day, he left in a hurry After half a day, they came to a place with poor mountains and bad waters. The envoy from Songshan stopped suddenly and asked Liu Wei'an, "What kind of weapon do you like?"

"Professional and exquisite?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"On the way to Mount Song, although there are risks, there are also benefits. He is going to give you benefits and give you weapons." Zhang Wuhe explained that she has never been to Mount Song, but her family background is profound, so she knows something thing.

The envoy of Songshan nodded.

"Can any weapon be used?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Knives, spears, swords, halberds, whips, hooks—" the Songshan envoy thought for a while and added: "Stick!"

"Is it gone?" Liu Weian asked.

"That's all, the other weapons have been selected." Songshan envoy said.

"You can only choose one or can you take both?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Fate." The envoy of Songshan spit out two words.

"Knife!" After thinking for a while, Liu Weian decided to choose a knife. In fact, he is not good at any weapon. What he is best at is a pair of fists, but since there is something to give, don't take it for nothing.

"Let's go, this way." The envoy of Songshan pinched the Dharma seal, and the void suddenly changed.

"What about me?" Zhang Wuhe asked.

"You didn't!" The Songshan envoy said flatly.

"Why didn't I?" Zhang Wuhe was unhappy.

"I am the **** messenger, and he is the person I escort." The Songshan messenger pointed to Liu Wei'an, "You are not."

"You have agreed to my coming." Zhang Wuhe objected.

"If you don't have it, you don't have it!" The Songshan envoy said in a very flat tone, but there was no room for negotiation.

"If there is nothing, there is nothing. What's the big deal? Does our Zhang family have anything? Are you rare?" Zhang Wuhe stomped his feet angrily.

"Let her come with me." Liu Wei'an said.

"This is against the rules." The Songshan envoy said.

"Although I don't know what's going on in Songshan, I also know that Songshan is a place with strict rules, and it's very dangerous, with a high death rate. , no one may be willing to go to Songshan Mountain in the future." Liu Wei'an said.

"Many things are not as you imagined." The envoy of Songshan shook his head.

"Didn't you say follow fate?" Liu Wei'an said calmly.

The envoy of Songshan was silent for a while, and finally stepped aside, neither objecting nor agreeing. Liu Wei'an smiled slightly and asked Zhang Wuhe: "What weapon do you like?"

"Our Zhang family also uses knives." Zhang Wuhe said.

"Let's go." Liu Wei'an walked in front, Zhang Wuhe followed, and when the two approached Xiaoshi on the winding path, the Songshan envoy suddenly asked: "If I don't agree, do you agree?" Not going?"

"There is more than one road to Songshan. Didn't you say that there are other messengers? I will take Wuhe to other roads~IndoMTL.com~ and defeat all the people who come to Songshan, so that they can't go to Songshan. "Liu Weian didn't look back.

Songshan envoy's eyes flashed brightly, then he regained his composure, and said in a dumb voice, "No wonder She Yiqing said that he would bring you to Songshan, good fortune and misfortune are unpredictable."

"Don't be too pessimistic, just look in the right direction." Liu Wei'an suddenly accelerated and disappeared. The next second, the two of them appeared in a valley, with peaks soaring into the sky. These peaks were very strange, some had trees, some were bare, and some trees were dead but not decayed, with dark branches As if made of fine iron, it will remain forever...

"It's such a magical place, I feel the terrifying knife intent, the smell of the knife lingers in the air." Liu Wei'an said.

"This is the world of swords." Zhang Wuhe said.

"How much do you know about Mount Song?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"It's pitifully small." Zhang Wuhe smiled wryly, "The seniors of the family only know a little bit, and it's been passed down from generation to generation. I don't know how much is true and whether there are mistakes. There are many benefits on the road to Mount Songshan, but it depends on the chance. Some people are of average strength and soar to the sky after walking the road to Mount Songshan, while some people are originally very talented, but the luck is too bad, and they get nothing. "

"Is this a chance?" Liu Wei'an's eyes moved to the second mountain peak on the right, a knife was deeply inserted into the mountain peak, only the hilt was exposed, giving the impression that The entire mountain is the scabbard, and the boundless murderous aura is hidden by the mountain, which makes people unconsciously think that if a knife is drawn, the murderous aura will inevitably rise to the sky and destroy all will.

"Should we search separately?" Liu Weian looked at Zhang Wuhe, but did not go to the second mountain.

"Okay!" Zhang Wuhe's attention was not on the handle of the knife either.

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