The journey to the heavens that began with Tushan

Wang Jian’s hole card, the Book of Seven Arrows

Not only did he successfully wake him up, but he was also marked with the corpse control mark.

God! She was able to survive at that time, it was really the blessing of her ancestors…

Xia He, who was leaning on Liu Yanyan’s shoulder, had extremely complicated eyes.

Bai Qi, no wonder…

The beaked beast on Liu Yanyan’s head was full of doubts.

Who is Bai Qi? Isn’t the master’s name Wang Yu?

Despondently stroking its stomach that was about to show its abdominal muscles, the Ebeak Beast felt extremely desolate.

It was agreed at the beginning, but there are bitter fruits to eat.

But now let alone the fruit, even the tree of bitterness is gone.

Bah, scumbag!

Staring quietly at Wang Yu, Qin Shi’s eyes flashed with a hint of danger, and he chuckled, “General Bai Qi, are you going to help these ants?”

At the same time, send a voice transmission to Wang Jian. Once Bai Qi confirms, then the things he prepared can be used.

Wang Yu was silent for a moment, then walked slowly towards Liu Yanyan and the others.

The bone soldiers around him moved out of the way, staring at the men in black with blazing flames in their eyes.

“General Bai Qi, you’re embarrassing me.” Qin Shi held his forehead, looking very embarrassed.

“Stop!”Xu Fu stretched out his hand to block Wang Yu’s way, with a gloomy face, “Bai Qi, don’t tell me you’re going to betray His Majesty!”

“Stay out of the way…”

Wang Yu was full of murderous intent, and his cold eyes met him.

“If you keep talking, I’ll kill you first.”

“you……”

Xu Fu clenched his fists, facing Bai Qi, he hated him very much.

It was him. If Bai Qi hadn’t taken his place back then, he wouldn’t have given up his strength to survive in this world.

It has been more than a thousand years, Xu Fu hates every time he thinks that His Majesty will give Bai Qi the last place.

Once the emperor and the courtiers, Bai Qi was obviously not a person trained by His Majesty Ying Zheng, but he actually took away the opportunity that should have belonged to him.

But most of all, under Wang Yu’s gaze, Xu Fu reluctantly stepped aside.

A trace of anger flashed across the wrinkled face.

But then, a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just wait, your body will eventually belong to me.

Not only your body, but also your abilities belong to me after all.

Inexplicably, he glanced at the old man whose face was covered with chrysanthemums. Why did Wang Yu feel that he was jealous of something…

Without thinking about it, Wang Yu quickly focused on Xia He.

“Are you dead?” Wang Yu asked.

Xia He: “…”

She has a saying about MMP that she doesn’t know whether to say it or not.

A trace of flush appeared on her originally pale face from anger.

Wang Yu said with a serious expression: “Do you want to live? Don’t pretend to be dead, I know you can hear me.”

Xia He: “(╬◣д◢)”

“…”

“If you don’t speak, I’ll treat you as if you don’t want to live anymore. I can consider giving you a treat.” Wang Yu said.

At this moment, a huge tic tac toe appeared in Xia He’s mind.

Listen, is this still a human language?

If it wasn’t for the fact that his body had lost consciousness, Xia He couldn’t guarantee that he wouldn’t pounce on her and bite her.

“Remember, protect her for me in the future.”

This was the last sound Xia He heard consciously, and there was a cool feeling on his neck.

Standing up, Wang Yu retracted the two fangs at the corners of his mouth.

Licking her lips, she said calmly, “She won’t die.”

He casually threw the dog charm to Liu Yanyan, patted her on the head, and said a few words of comfort to the beaked beast, but this action made Liu Yanyan a little confused.

What does it mean that you have done well, keep working hard.

What did she do?

I have no impression at all.

“Hold the spell tightly, and don’t let go no matter what happens later.” Wang Yu urged.

“Oh.” Liu Yanyan nodded subconsciously, although she didn’t understand why.

Glancing at the crowd, he knew most of the people inside.

After all, the Luo Tian Dajiao was over this afternoon, and the ones left behind were all master Lu Jin’s defensive followers.

When his eyes swept over Zhang Chulan, he paused slightly.

Wang Yu was a little depressed. Damn, you are the protagonist of this world, but you actually asked him to clean up the mess in the end.

You, the protagonist, are probably fake.

What about the agreed world awareness and the agreed protagonist halo?

In fact, he didn’t know that Zhang Chulan had the aura of the protagonist.

Everyone actually has a protagonist aura.

Of course, it also has another professional term called Great Luck.

In every era, there will be some people with great luck. Their luck is several times that of ordinary people, even tens of times and hundreds of times.

These people often have particularly bad luck.

Of course, some people have innate reasons. For example, who is capable of reincarnating, or who is a good person in several lifetimes. When he was reincarnated and born, he carried luck with him.

But it’s more of an acquired reason, which is more complicated.

There are many complicated factors such as the family of birth, the interpersonal relationship of the family and parents, and so on.

But one thing is certain, that is, people with great luck will be ahead of the average person.

After staring at Zhang Chulan for a while, Wang Yu didn’t say anything. He tilted his head to look at Zhang Daoling and said, “Old man, leave that Qin or something to me. You should be able to deal with these zombies.”

Zhang Daoling was not in the mood to argue with him, and said with a bad face, “Are you sure?”

“Better sure than you.”

Wang Yu took a deep breath, feeling a lot of pressure.

This is like a ranking for the king, only one star is missing to become the king.

However, the teammates are not strong enough, and the firepower on the other side is still fierce.

That feeling is really uncomfortable.

“General Bai Qi, I respect your character. Unfortunately, you betrayed us.”

Seeing that Qin Shi didn’t know whether it was real grief or faking, he waved his hand and said, “General Wang Jian, you can give our General Bai Qi a ride.”

“Yes, my lord.” Wang Jian’s face was full of excitement.

Wang Yu watched quietly the whole time, always feeling that he was pretending.

Turning his eyes to Wang Jian, he took a look at him, and said ironically, “You are the defeated general?”

Wang Jian snorted and said, “The me of today is no longer the me of yesterday. In vain, you just…”

“Whispering!”

Wang Yu stared, and the murderous intent in the air soared. He raised his fist and hit Wang Jian’s shriveled face fiercely.

Swipe him away.

With a scream, she fell heavily to the ground.

Qin Shi: “…”

“Bai Qi, you don’t talk about martial arts!”

Covering his face with one hand, Wang Jian cursed on the spot.

“The next punch will kill you.” Wang Yu said calmly.

“I……”

At this time, Wang Jian felt as if he had been poured with cold water. He instantly woke up, and hurriedly took out the scroll that the national teacher had given him before.

“this is……”The sharp-eyed Zhang Daoling saw the scroll in his hand and felt a little familiar for no reason.

It looks like I’ve seen it somewhere.

Holding the picture scroll, Wang Jian seemed to gain courage, and laughed at Wang Yu: “General Bai Qi, I will call you General at last, what do you think this is?”

As he spoke, he spread out the scroll.

Wang Yu took a closer look. At first, there was nothing in the scroll.

Just when he thought that Wang Jian was entertaining him, strange things that seemed to be written slowly appeared on the scroll.

Only then did he realize that what Wang Jian was holding was not a scroll at all, but an ancient manuscript.

Zhang Daoling’s complexion suddenly changed, and he shouted: “No, it’s a curse technique, be careful!”

“It’s late, the curse has already been formed. This manuscript is engraved with the strange magic of the Book of Seven Arrows with Nail Heads. I believe you should have an impression of it?” Qin Shi said with excited eyes.

Zhang Daoling said inwardly that he was sorry, and suddenly his face was ashen.

Zhang Zhiwei frowned. He had never heard of the Seven Arrows Nailhead Book, so he asked suspiciously, “Old Ancestor, is the Seven Arrows Nailhead Book very powerful?”

“You don’t understand.” Zhang Daoling sighed and said, “All you need to know is that this curse is aimed at the soul. There was once a highly cultivated immortal who was cursed to death.”

“This…isn’t it cold?” Zhang Chulan had a bitter face, already singing coolness in her heart.

“Quack quack… Bai Qi, die!”

At some point, Wang Jian took out another little straw man the size of a palm, and said with a sinister smile, “Your hair is wrapped around it, you are really careless.”

After finishing speaking, he abruptly put the straw figure into the open manuscript.

Not long after Wang Jian was satisfied, an unspeakable tingling sensation came from his hand.

“Ah…what the hell, let me go!”

With a scream, Wang Jian looked painful and wanted to pull his hand out of the manuscript.

But at this moment, the volume of manuscripts that had been placed on him was like a bottomless black hole that would swallow people.

The hand that went in seemed to be crushed. Not only that, Wang Jian felt terrified that it was absorbing his own soul.

“Master National Teacher, Master National Teacher, save me quickly…”