The cold wind blew, rolled up the ground, rolled up the ice and dust, turning into a cold knife to hit the face.

The huge martial arts venue was still silent, and the cold wind did not change people's state. Their feet seemed to have roots, and they looked at the boy with a very popular reputation in the county town on the ring without saying a word.

Although he doesn't say anything, his inner agitation has been reflected in people's different faces.

So, Wang Luohan said the playful words: "Hold your tongue." Therefore, the world in front of him is still in silence.

Zhang Xiaodao, standing on the ring, had a complicated expression. The only sword eyebrows on his face that could be seen were entangled. This expression was not like the martial arts top scorer who had just won the team training double champion. It was more like the confusion and incredible disaster caused by his parents who had just died.

But Zhang Xiaodao was a human being for two lifetimes, and his pretentious emotions could not occupy his mind for a long time. Instead, he was replaced by the boiling blood after the battle and the strong after-war warmth.

This is the first time he has had this feeling in two lives, it is the feeling of fighting!

He obeyed the strong feelings in his heart, raised his right fist, raised his arm and roared!

At the same time, he did not forget to glance at Wang Luohan who was smiling like a flower. He thought that he could only blame the "Sleeping Heart Sutra", "Wuwang Physical Practice", and "Fist Explanation" were too strong, so strong that it was far beyond his estimate.

The deadly martial arts performance venue was like a mountain torrent, and Mount Tai collapsed.

The saying that the strong worshipped the strong in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the border was even more intense in the villagers in Lingyin County.

Wang Luohan had to be excited under the influence of this environment. She narrowed her eyes, listened to the almost crazy noisy sounds around her, and carefully felt the feeling in her heart at this moment, and said softly: "This is the world, and living this way is more interesting."

No one heard Wang Luohan's murmuring. Wang Daniu was the first to rush into the ring, picked up Zhang Xiaodao with his thick vine-like arms, and threw it into the sky, as if he was just throwing a snowball and relaxed and casual.

Wang Dou, who was competing in the ring, shook his head with a smile. He couldn't understand why Zhang Xiaodao could be so strong, but he still hugged his fists and shouted: "Congratulations."

Zhang Xiaodao, who was flying in the air, smiled and said naturally: "You are still young."

Immediately afterwards, the ring was flooded with people in an instant, and it was in chaos.

Wang Dou could only give the four words "You are still young". When he turned around, he found Sun Jian squatting outside the crowd, smiling very happily.

Wang Dou was so angry that he didn't fight, so he shouted at Sun Jian: "You are still young."

Sun Jian, who was originally smiling very cheerfully, immediately became angry. The sentence "You are still young" seems to be sharper and more touching the hearts of the vulgar three-character classic "[Fuck] your mother".

Not to mention Wang Dou and Sun Jian stared at each other, they used the four words "You are still young" and added high-end modifiers such as "**" and "got your mother" and repeatedly scolded each other.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was repeatedly thrown into the air, was already confused. He shouted, "Let me down." But he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the people in the county, and was still thrown away, and he was thrown to death.

The three people on the platform allowed the farce to continue. Zhou Zhongxi said again: "Several people, one punch, surrender, arrogance, power, and fist to the peak!"

Zhang An smashed his mouth and remembered Zhou Zhongxi's previous lyrics and said: "Ten arrows, ten targets, target targets shatter, strings, broken bows, arrows and arrows are powerful!"

Zhao Lie, who was learning to conquer, immediately flattered: "Good word."

Zhang An said with great lack of cultural literacy: "Why do I look like a couplet? What is a horizontal banner?"

Zhou Zhongxi, who had just made a complete lyrics, didn't care whether it was a lyrics or a couplet this time, and said with a smile: "Hong Kong draft, Zhang Xiaodao."

The three of them laughed heartily.

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The residual heat of the group training finally dissipated after three days.

Zhang Xiaodao's story coupled with Zhou Zhongxi's "couplets" have already spread throughout the streets and alleys, but the protagonist in the story has not changed in his life because of this amazing success.

However, Wang Luohan, in addition to still being virtuous these days, has always clamored to make a good bow for Zhang Xiaodao.

After experiencing the magical performance of the group training, Zhang Xiaodao even though he was stupid, he realized that he had married a great wife, so he was subconsciously diligent in practicing.

As for what Wang Luohan said, Zhang Xiaodao still looked down upon it.

There are two reasons for contempt.

First, Lingyin County is not a false reputation as an "ice and snow hunting town". Any household living here can make bows and arrows? Children have nothing to do to do. In terms of the proficient skills of making bows and arrows, it is obvious that Wang Daniu's family is the best among them.

Second, it is not easy to find the necessary materials for making high-quality bows. If a hardwood bow before making a small knife is not difficult, but if it exceeds a hardwood bow, it requires high-quality materials. And where to get these materials?

Not to mention that Lingyin County is not sold, even the best bow and arrow wood in Jiuyang City is hard to find.

A clever woman is hard to cook without rice. Wang Luohan has nothing in her hand. Even though her method of making bows and arrows may be far superior to that of Wang Daniu's family, the fact that there is no material in her hand is in front of her.

Wang Luohan took more intense responses to Zhang Xiaodao's contempt.

On that day, the sunset was setting and the snow was falling. Wang Luohan brought some dry food, wearing a small cotton jacket, and walked to the door of the pig-killing shop.

Zhang Xiaodao chased after him happily and shouted, "Wife, what are you doing? Aren't you just saying a few words? Why are you running away from home?"

Wang Luohan's pretty face turned red, and she turned her head and said, "Who said I ran away from home?"

Zhang Xiaodao spread his hands and said, "Look at you, you put on dry food and clothes, and even put on the new little cotton jacket. If you weren't running away from home, where would you go?"

Wang Luohan looked up at the fiery red sky and said, "This snow will probably take seven days, and I will come back in seven days."

Zhang Xiaodao was anxious and said as if his wife was stern, "Daughter-in-law, there is something that is unremitting between the couple. Let's roll the bed sheets and fight at the head of the bed at the end of the bed."

Wang Luohan said with a blank look at Zhang Xiaodao: "I'll find materials for making bows and arrows. You have talent in this regard, and a good bow is indispensable."

Zhang Xiaodao looked at Wang Luohan's firm and decisive face and fell silent.

The two confronted each other for a while.

Zhang Xiaodao sighed helplessly, and understood that she could find her husband for thousands of miles. Once she made up her mind to do something, the nine fierce horses could not pull them back. She could only say: "I promised to come back for seven days, no matter whether I found it or not."

"It's seven days to say seven days." Wang Luohan showed a bright smile, turned around and waved.

Zhang Xiaodao did not stop him and knew that Wang Luohan would definitely return in seven days. He just watched the sunset, Wang Luohan's elongated back was moved to a mess.

Wang Luohan, who walked out of Lingyin County, did not show the body of growing lotus step by step, but after reaching the snowy slope, she looked at the surroundings without people, but half-squatted up her legs.

She squatted in an elegant manner and did not feel any awkward.

But after she squatted down, the astronomy changed a lot for some reason!

As the wind whistled, countless snow was blown up and filled the sky.

She didn't see any jumping action, but her body seemed to be pulled up by an invisible rope in the air.

In the wind and snow, Wang Luohan's figure became blurred, but it became taller and taller.

In just a few breaths, Wang Luohan in the air suddenly fell, like a meteorite hitting the ground, and then bounced up like a ball and disappeared on the wind and snow slope.

It looks a bit clumsy, but it gives people a feeling of being extremely fast.

Two days later, the unknown island of Beihai welcomed guests.

Wang Luohan was wearing a small floral cotton jacket and gnawing on white flour buns. He walked among the reefs, but in just a few steps, he came to the center of the island.

This nameless island has been untouched for many years. There are countless rare beasts on the island, and even more ferocious spirit beasts live here.

However, even the most brutal three-patterned tiger in the rumor did not dare to step into the center of the island, because the real king of this island was the young phoenix on the sycamore tree.

Wang Luohan came to the Wutong Spirit Tree, then squinted his eyes and looked up, but found that the young phoenix had not returned, and then began to look at the branches on the Wutong Spirit Tree.

The sycamore tree is not thick, and it is enough to be surrounded by three people, not high, less than ten feet, and its branches are even leavesless and fruitless, which looks a little abrupt. It is not a bit eye-catching in this dense forest of trees.

But as long as you look closely, you will find a faint halo on the surface of the Wutong Spirit Tree. Its texture is complex and mysterious, implying the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

Wang Luohan is not uncommon with the sycamore tree in front of her, because she came to this island on the way to Lingyin County for a while and met the young phoenix. She was just looking for good materials to make a bow.

After a few glances, she found that there was a straight piece of the branches of the Wutong Spirit Tree, which was as thick as it suited her wishes, so she raised her hand and pointed it casually.

The thick branches broke and smashed on the ground and overturned the ground with moss.

At this moment, a sharp beast sounded suddenly, sounding like a flute and sheng, but for some reason it made people feel a little harsh and implicitly angry.

Immediately afterwards, the entire island exploded, and countless spirit beasts roared, and for a moment, hundreds of beasts roared together, with amazing momentum!

Wang Luohan turned his head calmly and saw a strange bird flying under the blue sky, like a Li Xuan arrow!

The bird is about six feet long, with a chicken head, a swallow's chin, a snake's neck, a turtle's back, a fish tail, and a green feather color.

It turned out to be a divine beast Qingluan that had been extinct in the world for hundreds of years.

Qingluan, who was originally galloping in the air, suddenly slowed down after seeing Wang Luohan, and chanted again. Without the harshness of not long ago, the beasts instantly quieted and the scene was strange.

Seeing Qingluan, Wang Luohan smiled, waved his right arm and greeted him, but shouted: "Xiaoqing, my husband practices bows and arrows, and you will take a piece of sycamore tree. Don't mind."

Qingluan circled and landed on the sycamore spiritual tree, but her expression was a little resentful.

This is a complaint that the young phoenix and green phoenix are stingy. The phoenix and bird lineage are noble by nature. They cannot drink morning dew, eat tender bamboos, and do not live in the sycamore tree for thousands of years.

Such a noble young phoenix Qingluan, watching her own house be demolished, how can she not be angry?

But the woman in front of her was too powerful, so she could only dare not speak out.

Wang Luohan looked at Qingluan with a resentful look, but she did not realize she was a robber at all. She sat on a stubborn stone and said, "Come on, Xiaoqing, let's chat, I'm not in a hurry to leave."

Qingluan rolled her eyes very humanely, flew down helplessly, and landed at Wang Luohan's feet. However, Wang Luohan said, "Your feathers are of good quality recently, and they are quite suitable for making arrow feathers."

Qingluan's eyes widened, and realized that something was wrong, so she wanted to flap her wings and fly away from this woman who looked like a fairy and her heart was like a snake and a scorpion.

But before his wings flashed, Wang Luohan just gently drew a circle in the void, and Qingluan could no longer move.

Qingluan showed a look of horror, but Wang Luohan said with a look of angriness: "Xiaoqing, you said you are so stingy. If you pull out your feathers, you will always grow again, right?"

The green phoenix whined, and its voice seemed to be the sigh of a wealthy woman in Shengjing, which was heartbreaking.

Wang Luohan said with a solemn expression: "As for it, don't you just pull out a few hairs? You look at your resentment like a woman in the deep boudoir. One day I go out for a walk, if I meet a bird from the phoenix, I can introduce you to you and have a kiss."

Qingluan whined again, but this time it was the painful cry of the feather being pulled.

When the beasts on the island heard this sound, they didn't know what was terrible. They were all terrified and hid one by one, fearing that they would harm the fish in the pond.
Chapter completed!