Super Soldier King Chapter 3765: Trailing

Ye Haoran hasn’t spoken yet. The Mongolian man on the side hurriedly said: “Oh, they are my children and daughter-in-law. They study and work in the Mainland. This is not to take advantage of the winter vacation to come home and play.”

The scarred face nodded, so there is no more to say, but this distraction, other people in black around also noticed the Ye Haoran and Wang Yu poems, seeing the beautiful appearance of Wang Yu poems, in this kind of inaccessibility On the snow-capped mountains, I suddenly saw such a beautiful woman, and any man would express a different emotion.

"Hush!"

A man in black made a rogue whistle.

Another man in black stood up with a smile, shaking and walking towards Ye+pig+pig+island+novel ww.zhomHao Ran.

“Enough! Sit down for Lao Tzu! Don’t be so **** damned, who messed up Lao Tzu's castration!” Scarface frowned scolded.

Sure enough, all the people in black are quiet.

The old Mongolian man hurriedly thanked the scarred face, then winked, and let Ye Haoran and Wang Yu poem advanced tent rest.

Ye Haoran nodded and pulled the Wang Yu poem away from the campfire and entered the tent.

"What to do, it seems that things are quite complicated. There are too many people coming up from this snowy mountain," Ye Haoran frowned. "If we don't move faster, I'm afraid nothing will be picked up."

Wang Yu poem shook his head, "That’s not enough, the growth environment of the spirit grass is extremely hidden, even if there is a special spiritual detection darling, it may not be able to accurately locate. What I am worried about now is that it will be estimated here There have been many murders and robbing treasures."

Ye Haoran thought for a while and said, "You mean, some of them have to find treasures not only from the ground, but also from people. Ah, this is also the case, those spiritual grasses grow in the gaps of mountain glaciers, which is naturally difficult Searching, but if the spirit grass is carried on the person, there will certainly be special spiritual fluctuations. In that case, it will be more convenient to find. Killing people and selling goods may be the best way to grab treasure."

Wang Yu poems at Ye Haoran, "You don’t want to do this."

"I am not so bored. Although these spirits are precious, they are not for their conscience, but...if they encounter ice clouds and snow lotus..." Ye Haoran smiled and did not continue. .

Wang Yu poems know what Ye Haoran wants to say, she whispered: "Don’t think too beautiful, tell you, come here, although there are some small shrimp, but they are all used as guns, really powerful The characters, our two estimates will definitely not be opponents. If nothing else, let’s just say that the people of the Scarlet Cross, you can beat the **** of death, but can you beat the **** of death."

Ye Haoran nodded. He remembered Colonel Dude. If there were colonels here, even major universities or generals, it would be a lot of trouble!

When the two were talking, they heard the black people outside clamoring to pack up and leave.

Ye Haoran thought for a while, and said, "Let’s go too, keep up with them, let’s first see who is competing and hired manpower to move in these high-tech means. If it’s really the Scarlet Cross It’s not too much for us to grab some good stuff."

The Wang Yu poem nodded and agreed, and after those black men walked away, Ye Haoran and Wang Yu poems packed their bags, light and simple, carrying a mountaineering bag on their backs, and hurried away.

The Mongolian old man has been discouraging Ye Haoran, but Ye Haoran will certainly not obey.

After leaving two horses worth more than 30,000 to the old Mongolian man, Ye Haoran and Wang Yu poems followed the trail of the men in black and chased them up.

The man in black in front is not slow. They look at some signs on the ground from time to time, and then hurry.

Ye Haoran and Wang Yu poems hang far behind.

The weather is getting colder. Looking up, the sky is full of stars, as if within reach.

"Yesu Fengding Temple, raise your hand and scream Xingchen. You dare not speak loudly, fearing the heavens," Ye Haoran couldn't help but whisper, then he turned back and looked at the Wang Yu poem, "You said, there is really heaven People? But those heavenly people, it is impossible to live in these stars."

Wang Yu poems also looked up at the stars, shook their heads, and said: "How can we tell the story of the fairy, but the saying of becoming an immortal is an ancient saying, as for true and false, maybe we are only ourselves Achievement is immortal, broken void, only to know it."

Ye Haoran yelled, no more questions.

After walking for about four or five hours, the road of the mountain was obviously rugged and the temperature began to drop.

Ye Haoran has a great view. Even in the hazy sunrise, he still found some traces.

"Look!" Ye Haoran grabbed the Wang Yu poem and pointed towards a mound not far from the mountain road.

Wang Yu Shi Dingqing took a look, and a little mouth, said: "It is a corpse, we go and have a look."

Two people walked towards the mound. Not far from this mound, a residual human hand was lying in the grass. Ye Haoran noticed this mound just because he saw this palm.

Wang Yu poem squatted down, glanced at the hand, frowned, and said: "It is a monk."

"Huh?" Ye Haoran looked at the claws on the ground and said, "This is a hand, not a head. How do you know that this body is a monk?"

"Look, the bones between the palm and the tiger's mouth are flat, and almost the entire hand bones of this hand have been deformed. This is the characteristic that only the dragon claw hand practicing Shaolin Temple seventy-two stunt." Wang Yu poem said.

Ye Haoran cannot help admiring it.

The Wang Yu poem glanced at Ye Haoran and sighed, "Don't think I am a lake. I also happened to have heard Master talk about this dragon claw hand before, so I can only recognize it now."

"I don't think of you as a lake. You are so young and beautiful. Where is old?" Ye Haoran laughed.

"Boring." Wang Yu glanced at Ye Haoran, then looked down at the broken hand, and said: "You know, this dragon claw hand is one of the ten unique skills of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, and Yi Jin Jing, Zhihuazhi, and light body skills are juxtaposed, and only Shaolin monks who enter Dharma Hall are eligible to study, and monks who enter Dharma Hall, cultivation base will never be low. You see, although this monk has cultivated dragons Clawed hands, but the palm skin is radiant and rounded, which has returned to the realm of simplicity, indicating that this monk is at least the cultivation base of the first-level Ancient Martial Artist, or even higher, but such a monk was even cut off his arms, showing the strength of the opponent , At least one grade higher than the monk..."

Analysis of Wang Yu poems a little bit, but the eyes are showing cold light, it seems that the perpetrators are indeed terrifying.

Ye Haoran sideways looked at the Wang Yu poem, "Your master is really just a medicine farmer? You know, it's more than me!" Wang Yu poem was stunned, she didn't expect Ye Haoran to be so sensitive, she smiled softly. Nodded his head and said, "It's a medicine farmer, but it was not normal before, but it was only a cultivation base that was later abandoned."

Ye Haoran understands that if it is an ordinary old medicine farmer, it is impossible to know about the Tianshan Lingcao Garden.

A gust of wind blew through the night, some ice-cold biting.

Ye Haoran stood up violently, "Let’s move on," said Ye Haoran, "Everything is careful, there’s nothing wrong with it."

Actually, Ye Haoran has no confidence in saying this. After all, Ye Haoran is a little weak now.

Everything can only be taken seriously.

Ye Haoran and Wang Yu poems simply dealt with the bodies of several monks, and continued to follow the dozen men in black in front.

Soon, the sun rises, the mountain is bright, and the sunlight is reflected by the ice and snow on the top of the mountain, and it shines on the slope, as if entering a mirror world.

At this height, the vegetation has been much less, there are bare rocks, surviving plants, and some conifers.

At about eight o'clock in the morning, the man in black in front slowed down. Ye Haoran and Wang Yu poems secretly followed, but they heard them whispering, as if this place should be a junction.

Ye Haoran secretly looked at the terrain. Not far away was a deep mountain stream. The surrounding area was covered with pine forest. Many unknown sharp-leaf grasses grew stubbornly in the land.

"Brother, over there, look, flare." A man in black pointed to the mountain stream in the distance.

"Well, sure enough, let's go, brothers, in the last part of the journey, one million will be available." The scarred face waved and took his subordinates down the mountain stream.

Ye Haoran and Wang Yu poems continued to keep up, and halfway through, Ye Haoran's face changed, saying: "There is a fighting sound."

Wang Yu poems looked at Ye Haoran strangely, she didn't feel anything.

Ye Haoran took the small hand of Wang Yu poem and said, "Go, go see."

The two of them walked along a diverging path, with their cats on their waists, and ran in the direction of the fighting sound, which came from the mountain stream.

Soon Ye Haoran and Wang Yu poems have quietly surpassed the group of people in black and entered the mountain stream ahead of time.

In the mountain stream, the cold wind blew, and here, Wang Yu poems finally heard the sound.

"Quick!"

The Ye Haoran and Wang Yu poems lifted their breath, and ran quietly and quickly. Soon, in a depression, the fighting sound was clear and audible.

Wang Yu poem pointed to a huge stone~IndoMTL.com~Ye Haoran understood the meaning of the Wang Yu poem, he nodded, and then stood under the stone with his hands on his chest.

Wang Yu poem trotting, feet on Ye Haoran's hand, Ye Haoran violently, has thrown Wang Yu poem on the boulder.

Then a rope hung down quietly, Ye Haoran pulled the rope, borrowed the force, and easily jumped on this big stone more than 20 meters high.

Leaning on the stone, looking towards the front, Ye Haoran couldn't help but be surprised, because he found out that there were two acquaintances ahead, and eight men in white leather clothes were besieged by the pedantic encounter at the station. Warriors, Meng Shan and Zheng Ling.

At this moment, Meng Shan and Zheng Ling are already in a state of embarrassment, but the two of them did not catch their hands. Although they were tired from scar, their fighting spirit was very high.

"Who the **** are you! Why have you been so hard!" Monsan roared and yelled at the eight white leather men.

A person headed by "!" said a sentence in English, and then said in English: "Kill them, don't keep alive! If you kill them, you can get Hao Ran Hua Huang!"