"Membersman," Bei Long respected Feng Buhui with a serious look on his face and gave a standard military salute: "Are you going up the mountain?"

Feng Buhui looked at Beilong in surprise: "What happened? Sir?"

"My fellow villager, the Himalayas have not been peaceful recently!" Bei Long pointed to India with a righteous intent: "A large number of zombies came from there, and our large army came to wipe out the zombies!

"Although most of the zombies have been wiped out by us now, there are still many fish that have missed the net wandering on the mountain!"

"Ah..." Feng Buhui's face suddenly changed, but he felt half of his suspicion. He knew that a large number of zombies came from India. He also knew that the military sent large troops to encircle and suppress zombies. Just on the way he came, he met a group of soldiers, and it seemed very reasonable to meet an officer again.

"By the way," Bei Long looked at the thick woman with a little suspiciously and looked at Feng Buhui: "Where are you two going?"

The thick woman cried anxiously, and her tears fell down, but she was frozen into ice on her face...

"Oh, our child is sick and the doctor cannot cure it, but we are anxious!" Feng Buhui pretended to be very anxious and beat his chest and stamped his feet: "We are going up the mountain to ask the goddess of the Snow Mountain. The goddess of the Snow Mountain is very compassionate and effective. We will definitely bless our children..."

"Membersman," Bei Longyu taught him earnestly: "Fethical superstition is not desirable, you should still believe in science!"

You said it so well, but I was speechless! Feng Buhui smiled awkwardly: "Yes, what the sir is saying..."

"...Forget it, you guys should pay more attention to safety!" Bei Long shook his head helplessly and said goodbye to Feng Buhui.

It seems... nothing wrong! Feng Buhui turned around and looked at Bei Long's back, and his greedy eyes swept over the Chixiao Sword in Bei Long's hand. Although the Chixiao Sword has not been sheathed, it is very good to see the appearance of this sword!

What a pity, it was a waste of resources... Feng Buhui shook his head. He didn't feel the fluctuation of internal energy on Bei Long. At best, he was just a warrior. If it were in normal circumstances, he might have to kill people and seize treasures. But today he had a big plan and could not create any tricks on small matters.

Forced the strong woman to take him to the cliff where the snow monster is located. Feng Buhui looked down. When he saw the portrait on the stone platform below, his heart suddenly felt hot. He checked countless classics in Mount Hua, and found that after he retired from the battlefield in his later years, he lived in seclusion in the Himalayas. Someone once saw Pei Min, a swordsman, who was raising a snow monster to guard the mountain, so Feng Buhui went through a lot of hardships to find the Himalayas. After several turns, he discovered the village of Tsashi.

Seeing the statue of a strange snow-covered stone standing in the center of Zhaxi Village, Feng Buhui knew that he had found the right one.

I don’t know if the snow monster is in the cave below. Feng Buhui decided to use the snow monster’s woman to pull him out, so he untied the slutty and jaw holes of the thick woman. With a "clang" sound, he drew his sword in his hand and cut off one of the thick woman’s thighs with one sword. The thick woman suddenly screamed and cursed.

However, Feng Buhui waited for a while but didn't see any movement below. He was sure that the snow monster was not in the cave. He tapped the thick woman's mute hole again, and also tapped the jaw hole to prevent her from biting her tongue. Feng Buhui jumped down with the thick woman in his hand. When he landed on the stone platform, Feng Buhui was stunned:

Two, two holes?

Feng Buhui hesitated and took the thick woman into the big hole. This was the old nest of the snow monster. When Feng Buhui saw the cave that was turned upside down, he felt a "kick" in his heart. He didn't care about it and quickly turned around and got out of the hole and drilled into the small hole next to him. Although there was nothing in the hole, Feng Buhui looked at the small hole that was obviously dug out by a magic weapon, and knew that he was late.

That is the inheritance of the sword immortals of the Tang Dynasty sword saint Pei Min!

Feng Buhui's heart was regretful at this moment. He remembered the officer he met just now. He was not holding a magic weapon?

He must have been the first to get ahead!

Feng Buhui gritted his teeth. Since this was the case, the strong woman had lost the role of a hostage. He directly killed the strong woman with one sword, followed his toes and flew to the edge of the cliff, running wildly on the way he came!

...

Beilong turned a corner halfway through the road. He was like a thorn in his throat, always trying to go to Taxi's village to see what was going on.

This is his personality. He goes whenever he wants to, so he sees what it means to kill weeds and roots.

I saw hundreds of people in the village of Taxi, one of them was counted as one, and they were all killed by one sword!

Real corpses are everywhere!

True blood flows into a river!

Even Bei Long felt shocking when he saw it. He himself was a decisive person. However, he had never done such a thing as genocide and slaughtering villages. It was not that he dared not do it, could not do it, but that he could not do it, he was unwilling to do it, and he didn't want to do it!

He always believed that even in the end of the world where people cannibalize people, he should stick to a bottom line in his heart. What is the difference between a person without a bottom line and a beast?

I really didn’t expect that Feng Buhui was a humble gentleman on the surface, but behind his back he was such a bottomless person!

It was also at this moment that Beilong put all the lines together and finally figured out the matter between Feng Buhui and Taxi.

It seems that Feng Buhui didn't know where he learned about the news about Sword Saint Pei Min here, and then found the village of Tashi.

At that time, Zhaxi was probably not in the village. After Feng Buhui killed all the people in the village, he forced the strong woman to take him to the cliff. The thick woman probably wanted to take Feng Buhui to let the snow monster kill Feng Buhui, but he didn't expect that the snow monster did not return to the cave immediately after sending the thick woman back...

The result was that Feng Buhui killed the stout woman and took away the inheritance of the sword saint Pei Min.

After returning to the village, Tsaxi found that he had been exterminated. He went to cry to his father, Daxue Monster in anger.

When the snow monster returned to the cave, he saw his woman being killed. He was also furious.

So the father and son teamed out to find their enemies together, and the result was that they entered the world as deep as the sea!

Maybe Tashi enjoyed the fun of the strong in the end of the world, or maybe because he had not found his enemies, or maybe he had no concern in the Himalayas, in short, he never returned to the Himalayas...

Therefore, this genocide murder made the fifth sword god and the forty-second monster king at the Mahatma meeting!

However, after being intervened like this, the monster king died, and the sword god could not make it. Bei Long couldn't help but shake his head:

Good fortune makes people!

Standing between the sea of ​​corpses and blood, lit a cigarette. Beilong took a deep breath, raised his eyelids and looked at Feng Buhui, who appeared on the head of the snow-like monster statue at some point: "Are you here?"
Chapter completed!