Chapter 203 Foreign Enemy
“Run!”
"Run!"
Outside the heavy fog, a group of mountain hunters, with their wives, children, and parents, desperately ran away in the mountains.
Above their heads, several large bird fog beasts were hovering, like cats playing with mice, driving away the prey below.
They actually have little interest in the untrained blood essence of ordinary people.
Sometimes the reason why these mist beasts hunt ordinary humans is just to enjoy the pleasure of hunting and ravaging, and to enjoy the pain they inflict on their prey, nothing more.
One of the fog beasts seemed to have had enough fun, and suddenly swooped down, grabbed an eleven or twelve-year-old girl with its claws, and flew into the air again.
"Dad! Mom!" The girl screamed and cried.
The mist beast's series of movements were so fast that no one could react.
"Ying'er!" The hunter on the side was shocked and raised his bow to shoot an arrow.
It's a pity that the arrows he shot were insensitive to these mist beasts and could not save the little girl at all.
The girls were either thrown to death or torn into pieces by fog beasts in the air.
The parents were heartbroken.
At this moment, a red sword energy passed through the air, accurately hitting the fog beast and cutting it into two pieces.
The little girl fell from the sky.
Suddenly, there was a sizzling sound, and a faint arc of lightning pierced the sky.
The figure flew into the air, caught the little girl, and landed smoothly.
The one who took action was Song Changming, who had just stepped out of the heavy fog. When he saw the evil fog beast, he naturally would not sit idly by and ignore this situation.
The fog beast's claws left two almost penetrating injuries on the little girl's body, but no matter what, her life was saved.
The remaining fog beasts were not brainless. They noticed Song Changming's power and wanted to flutter their wings and retreat.
Song Changming held the girl in one hand and slashed toward the sky with the other.
Ouch!
This time, the majestic sword energy turned into three white giant dragons and rose into the sky, easily annihilating the remaining fog beasts.
"Yinger!"
"Thank you so much, my benefactor! Thank you so much, my benefactor, for helping me!"
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Seeing that the crisis was over, those hunters knelt down and kowtowed to Song Changming.
They all knew that if Song Changming had not appeared today, they would most likely have died at the mouths of these fog beasts.
It’s a life-saving grace, so I can’t be too grateful.
"It doesn't have to be like this. Go to the city to take refuge as soon as possible. It's no longer safe here." Song Changming put the girl down and said.
Song Changming would basically do this kind of small kindness if he encountered it on weekdays, and he didn't even need to think about it.
In his opinion, it was just an insignificant incident, and he might have turned around and forgotten about it.
For those who are rescued, this is a great kindness, enough to change the fate of a person or even a family.
The girl's parents kowtowed repeatedly until Song Changming had gone far away before they got up and took their child to the city for treatment.
On the way back to Wangyue County, Song Changming could see that the people in various villages and towns had become worried, and some were even panicking all day long.
The news of the heavy fog coming from outside the territory has already spread, and the people in these villages and towns close to the border are the most panicked.
If the fog really spreads to their villages and towns, they can indeed run for refuge, but the crops and fruits they have planted, and the buildings and buildings they have built will all be destroyed if they are unlucky, and their hard work will be destroyed. In vain.
Therefore, many villagers and townspeople are already praying to God and Buddha to save their own lives. We must not let them suffer too much loss.
However, after returning to Wangyue County, Song Changming found that the atmosphere in the county was obviously much more relaxed.
Although the heavy fog outside the territory was a catastrophic disaster, it did not spread to the area around Wangyue County in previous years.
Therefore, compared to the threat of the heavy fog itself, the people in the county were more worried about the food and other material problems in the city.
Liu Dingsheng was lying on the bench in the courtyard, looking at the birds on the branches and eaves in trance.
The birds flew here and there, one after another, but he remained indifferent.
It wasn't until Song Changming came back that he felt a little more energetic and greeted with a smile.
"Changming, you're back."
"Senior." Song Changming responded.
Two years have passed again. Even if Liu Dingsheng has done well in maintaining his health in Wangyue County in his later years, it is impossible for dead trees to become new again.
Time will eventually leave traces on it one after another, and the final deadline will eventually come.
Today, Liu Dingsheng's vitality and blood have declined terribly, and he appears to be depressed.
Even if he found precious life-extending medicine for Liu Dingsheng, the medicine's power could no longer be replenished. Like a wooden barrel full of holes, no matter how much water is poured into it, it will all leak.
Although he was reluctant to accept it, Song Changming estimated that Liu Dingsheng's deadline would be within these three or two years.
Liu Dingsheng is definitely considered to be a long-lived person, especially after he has been in the martial arts world for most of his life, and finally he is able to escape without any trace of the disease, which is quite rare in the martial arts world.
Most warriors fight and kill, and are tainted with grievances and hatreds in the world, so their final destination is destined to be difficult to end well.
Liu Dingsheng was able to spend his old age peacefully. Apart from Liu Ziwen who brought people to escort him, Song Changming also did not allow anyone to disturb Liu Dingsheng's life.
Even if a powerful enemy comes to the door, Song Changming will take action to send him away.
He doesn't care who is right or wrong in the past. He has never been a just judge and must make a fair decision.
He only wanted Liu Dingsheng to die peacefully in his later years, and nothing else mattered.
"How is it? What about the heavy fog outside the territory?" Liu Dingsheng asked.
"We are already close to Xianyue City. I don't know if it will engulf the county this time." Song Changming shook his head.
If Crescent Moon City is engulfed by heavy fog this time, then the third county seat of Wangyue County will be wiped off the territory of the county.
"Perhaps this is all a matter of time." Liu Dingsheng murmured.
"Although Wangyue County has more natural spiritual energy than other counties and counties, it is also too close to the outside world, so close that it seems that it will be completely swallowed up by the heavy fog outside the territory at any time.
Perhaps in a few years, Wangyue County of the Great Han Dynasty will no longer exist. "
Song Changming listened silently.
He felt quite comfortable staying here, with beautiful mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery.
It would be a pity if they were all swallowed up by the heavy fog.
Unfortunately, no one can think of a way to prevent the spread of the fog outside the territory, and everything can only be left to fate.
"Forget it, don't talk about this, come on, let's play chess, Chang Ming." Liu Dingsheng suddenly smiled.
"good"
At the same time, it was foggy.
Another huge black shadow slowly appeared from far to near, from blur to clear.
This was actually a giant python with horns on its head. Its huge size made it look like a long ship, swimming slowly through the mountains with its upper body raised.
A thick layer of pitch-black scales rubbed against the ground, easily crushing rocks and plowing away the soil, leaving a long crawling trail.
The giant python's eyes were mist-colored, and there was burning mist energy dissipating between its mouth and nose.
There is no doubt that this is also an amazing fog beast.
And above the head of this fog beast, a figure wrapped in a black robe was sitting quietly.
He carried a forest-white bone knife on his back. The bone knife had a broad and sharp blade. It was almost as tall as a man. It was made of an unknown material.
Suddenly, under the black robe, a pair of cold eyes opened, staring at a large pit below.
In the big pit was the gryphon mist beast that was killed by Song Changming, and now most of its body was buried.
"There is someone who can kill this beast. Could it be the Tianbang Warrior of the Great Han Dynasty?"
"That's fine, it would be better to use Tianbang warriors to sacrifice the sword."
The giant python under him leaned down and swallowed the corpse of the fog beast in a few mouthfuls.
The misty beast's distorted flesh and blood would do more harm than good to warriors.
It's like a tonic mixed with extremely poisonous food. If you take too much of it, even an extreme martial artist will be in danger of dying.
Therefore, even Song Changming, who regarded high-quality flesh and blood as a treasure, gave up on the fog beast's flesh and blood.
Unless he had to, he would not easily try the flesh and blood of the fog beast.
After the giant python finished eating, it continued to move forward slowly and disappeared in the heavy fog.
In the evening, Liu Dingsheng finished his meal early and went into the house to rest.
Nowadays, his energy is not as good as before, and he goes to bed much earlier.
In the past, he would accompany Xinghui and play chess games in the courtyard, but now he rarely stays up late anymore.
Song Changming was practicing sword skills in his side courtyard.
The surface of the dragon pattern knife in his hand seemed to be coated with a layer of flame, which was extremely hot.
During the slashing, heat waves rolled in, and the fire attribute of the sword was contained but not released, constantly accumulating the power of the sword.
The power of the sword increased step by step, and when it reached its peak, Song Changming felt that he was holding a nuclear warhead in his hand.
As long as he has a thought, he can detonate it at any time, causing terrifying destructive power and destroying the Willow House where he is.
(End of chapter)