The Alchemist God

Main Text Chapter Fortieth Mercenaries Like Wolves

Ayu, are you going to find someone from the Burning Wind Mercenary Group? Chu Yao hesitated.

Lin Muyu asked: Sister Chu Yao, what do you think?

Chu Yaoxiu frowned tightly: Originally, it would be best for you and me to go to Lanyan City quietly, but these days more and more mercenaries are chasing and killing us, and you have suffered so much. I am worried that if we encounter a group of mercenaries, we may not be opponents, and the Burning Wind Mountain is less than a hundred miles away, so let's go there?

Um.

Lin Muyu nodded. It is true that his injury has not completely healed, and he can only display less than 70% of his strength. If he really meets strong people like Ye Liang and Guan Yang again, I am afraid it will be really bad luck. .

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In just half a day, the horse quickly arrived at Burning Wind Mountain. This is a mountain located in the volcanic belt. You can even see the magnificent scene of the volcanic eruption in the distance. When the two came to the foot of the mountain, they met A few minions, Lin Muyu took out Lei Baizhan's letter and was taken up the mountain. Update as soon as possible

It's not so much a mercenary group, it's better to say that this is a group of thieves gathered in the cottage. Each of the mercenaries looks like a soldier, with a gangster look on their faces, which makes both Lin Muyu and Chu Yao faintly uneasy.

The leader is in the hall, please. A minion said respectfully.

Lin Muyu took down Liaoyuan, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and entered the hall cautiously, but he saw dozens of chairs lined up on both sides, all the leaders were there, and a middle-aged man about 35 years old was sitting on the head of the group. The young mercenary, his eyes gleamed brightly.

You are Lin Muyu? The corner of his mouth raised. Please come to more and faster chapters.

Yes, you are Lei Qianhai, the leader of the Scorching Wind Mercenary Group?

Yes, that's me.

Lei Qianhai stepped down from his chair, laughed and said, Little brother can actually kill Hua Tian and Hua Wan's father and son who have been domineering for many years. He really is a heroic boy. Come on, please sit down. You are all tired. Right? Come on, prepare dinner!

Lin Muyu cupped his hands, and refused very respectfully: Senior sister and I have been hunted down along the way, so we don't dare to bother the leader too much, let's not eat this meal, we plan to go on the road immediately, if possible, I hope the leader can Send some brothers to protect us all the way, and I can pay enough and rich rewards.

What did the young man say?

Lei Qianhai patted his chest, and said: Brother asked me to protect you, if I, Lei Qianhai, accept your reward, what kind of character will I become? Since the young hero doesn't want to stay overnight, that's fine, I will choose The hundred people with the most athletic skills on the mountain will go with the young hero. Update as soon as possible.

Hundreds of people?

Lin Muyu was startled for a moment: It doesn't need that many people, 20 people are enough.

Haha, Shaoxia is really polite. Come here, pick 20 elite soldiers and prepare to go. In addition, prepare enough food, water and horses. You must safely escort Lin Shaoxia to the place you want to go.

As he said that, Lei Qianhai suddenly bent down, looked at Lin Muyu and Chu Yao with burning eyes, and said, It is said that Huatian died in order to seize a copy of the God of Medicine, which should have been taken by the young hero Did you take it back?

Chu Yao was taken aback. Update as soon as possible

Lin Muyu said indifferently: It was raining heavily when we escaped, and I was injured again, blood and rain were mixed together, and when I remembered, the God of Medicine had been soaked and turned into a pile of grass pulp, so ...There is no God of Medicine tome in this world.

Oh, that's how it is……

Lei Qianhai smiled slightly, but the disappointment in his eyes still did not escape Lin Muyu's eyes. He looked at the long sword in Lin Muyu's hand again, his eyes brightened, and said: This sword... seems to be a treasure that has been refined for the soul. , I don’t know what name it has?”

Lin Muyu secretly screamed in his heart, what kind of kindness is this Lei Qianhai, he is obviously a bandit. Please come to more and faster chapters.

This sword is called 'Liaoyuan', and it was given to me by Ye Liang, one of the Seven Martial Saints.

Oh? Gift from Ye Liang?

Lei Qianhai squinted his eyes: I'm afraid...with Ye Liang's temperament, he can't be so generous. Even the sword for body protection was given to others. This...couldn't be some misunderstanding?

Lin Muyu smiled lightly: Then let me tell the truth, it is Ye Liang's relic.

What? Ye Liang is dead!? Lei Qianhai was shocked, and murmured: Ye Liang, the third of the seven martial sages, is actually dead. My God, did he die at the hands of the young hero?

Lin Muyu nodded: He wanted to kill me, but I was forced to take his life.

A look of horror flashed across Lei Qianhai's eyes, he raised his gaze, looked at the senior general of the mercenary regiment sitting on his seat, and said loudly: This trip is rugged and dangerous, Xing Lan, you escort Lin Shaoxia all the way to North?

Among the crowd, a warrior with an iron spear stood up, cupped his fists and said, Yes, Captain!

Lei Qianhai smiled slightly: Lin Shaoxia, Xing Lan is the one with the best marksmanship in our Burning Wind mercenary group, and his horse fighting ability is also second to none. With the strength of a level 46 war master, I believe he can help Lin Shaoxia and Miss Chu to tide over the difficulties!

Lin Muyu took a deep breath: Thank you, Captain Lei!

Chu Yao looked at him, a trace of worry flashed across her eyes, and how could Lin Muyu not worry, the greed in Lei Qianhai's eyes was too obvious, the more he sent people, the more he wanted the treasure in Lin Muyu's hands, Even Lei Qianhai looked at Chu Yao with deep greed, and the mercenary captain seemed to be determined to win Chu Yao, a great beauty. Update as soon as possible

The reason why he didn't do it on the mountain was probably because he had to take into account the reputation of the scorching wind mercenaries in the mercenary world, and if he did it at the bottom of the mountain, he could pass the responsibility to other people, right?

This was also Lin Muyu's only chance. After going down the mountain, he might still have a chance to survive against 21 strong men, but if he faced more than 2,000 mercenaries on the mountain, he would have no chance of winning.

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Lei Qianhai also prepared a horse for Chu Yao, but it looked sick, and then 21 mercenaries including Xing Lan got on the horse one after another, but the food and water they brought were not much, which was enough to prove that they were sick. He didn't want to travel for too long at all, maybe he planned to do it when he arrived at the foot of Burning Wind Mountain.

Forgive me! Lei Qianhai clasped his fists and laughed loudly.

Lin Muyu clasped his hand to return the salute, holding the Liaoyuan sword tightly, and rode away with Chu Yao on his horse. The 21 mercenaries behind him immediately followed closely, and a group of people roared down the mountain.

After descending the Burning Wind Mountain, Chu Yao’s horse could not run very quickly. It was a sick horse. Lin Muyu also thought of Lei Qianhai’s vicious intentions. As long as Chu Yao couldn’t go, he couldn’t go. If they rode together, they would definitely not be able to outrun them.

His eyes casually glanced over a group of mercenaries. The most powerful group of people is Xing Lan, a level 46 war master. There are also several level 30 war ancestors, and most of the rest are war spirits. Or warlords, there is nothing to be afraid of, but what makes Lin Muyu secretly complain is that everyone in this group of people has bows and arrows hanging next to their horses, which has completely made him lose the idea of ​​​​running away. Leaving Chu Yao, Liao Yuanjian and her own life behind.

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Lin Shaoxia, I don't know what classics are recorded in the God of Medicine Canon? Xing Lan asked suddenly.

I don't know, I haven't seen anything about my teacher.

Oh I got it.

Xing Lan looked into the distance and said, There are a lot of swift wolves living on Gaefeng Ridge in front of us. These swift wolves are active at night. I don't think it's better for me to sleep under Gaefeng Ridge for the night and then set off in the daytime tomorrow. How about it?

Under Gale Wind Ridge?

Lin Muyu frowned and said: No need, let's cross Gaefeng Ridge at night, otherwise there will be more and more mercenaries chasing us, and I'm also worried that something will happen to your people. Update as soon as possible.

That's it... Xing Lan flashed a murderous intent in his eyes, and said with a smile: Okay then, let's go over the Liefeng Ridge, we have a lot of people, and those fast wolves should not dare to attack, otherwise they will collapse It’s a big deal for them, hahaha... By the way, young man, is the God of Medicine tome completely ruined? There should be a few words left, right?”

It's all rotten, you can't read a word, and it's covered in blood.

So this is ah……

What did Xing Lan want to ask again, but Lin Muyu had already urged the horse to gallop away, stretched out his hand, grabbed Chu Yao's slender waist, hugged her into his arms, and moved forward at a faster speed.

Chu Yao's heart warmed up, but she whispered, Ah Yu, they are going to attack.

Ok, I know.

Lin Muyu lowered his voice and said: Once they make a move, you will immediately pour a bottle of Qingfengzui, I will resist them, their cultivation is far inferior to Ye Liang, the effect of the medicine should be exerted soon, but they didn't Before doing it, we can't do it, after all, we can't be sure that they will really harm us, and we can't kill a good person by mistake.

Um.

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The two of them rode relatively slowly, and were quickly overtaken. Five mercenaries were on the right, five mercenaries were in front, and five were on the left. After a circle, the signs of this move became more and more obvious.

Young man, the gathering place of Xunlang is coming soon! Xing Lan laughed.

So what? Lin Muyu asked coldly.

They've been hungry for a long time. Xing Lan's smile deepened: Young heroes punish the strong and help the weak, you should also know how to cut meat to feed the wolves, right? Hahaha, they are really hungry...

Around, a group of mercenaries took out their weapons one after another, and several of them had already drawn their longbows and pointed them at Lin Muyu. Xing Lan even raised his iron spear and laughed loudly: Lin Muyu, your head is worth a hundred thousand! Jin Yincoin, don't blame us!

Do it!

Lin Muyu said something lightly, and Chu Yao quickly sprinkled Qingfengzui on the grass.

At the same time, the green gourd martial soul came out through the body, condensing into a complete gourd shape to cover the two men and the horse, and the black tortoise armor also formed a circle, blocking arrows one after another with a crack, bang, bang.

Xing Lan soared into the sky, holding the iron spear with both hands, and the martial spirit came out through his body. Ice cones surged on the iron spear, and landed on the black tortoise shell with tremendous force!

Boom!

The ice crystals shattered, Xing Lan was bounced back, but Lin Muyu was also uncomfortable. He was beaten so much that his blood surged. He raised his hand and threw the magic sound knife. Amidst the screaming sound, the two mercenaries quickly screamed. died.

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