0807. Forbidden Fruit

On the surface of the reservoir, a tender green leaf bud grew out, like a green elf, shyly showing its head from the bottom of the water. Two young leaves spread out, as if opening their arms to embrace the world, and then the tender leaves spread out. The leaves then begin to divide and grow taller.

In just one cup of tea, a lush tree crown three meters in diameter appeared on the water.

"It is truly a place loved by the gods. It is full of luck and the fruit trees are growing so fast. At this rate, it will take at most three days and three nights to reach the Garden of Eden."

The white man with wings like an angel looked very excited.

He had been secretly guarding the reservoir, and for the next half day, he watched the changes in the fruit trees.

Many locals who passed by the artificial reservoir also noticed such changes.

"Ah, a fairy fruit tree grew out of the reservoir."

"What kind of tree is this? It's too tall. The Fulongwan Reservoir is at least twenty meters deep. For this fruit tree to grow above the water, it must be at least thirty meters deep."

"Look, it's still growing."

"Is it really a fairy fruit tree? I can see its growth rate with my naked eyes."

"I have been observing it. From morning to now, it has grown more than ten meters."

More and more curious citizens came to the reservoir to see this strange fruit tree that was growing like crazy. The news spread like wings. By the evening, no less than a thousand people had gathered next to the Fulongwan Reservoir. People are all surrounding citizens.

In an era of sudden changes in the world, it is also very attractive to see such a spectacle.

The white winged angel hiding in the dark has a strange smile on his face.

"Haha, grow up, grow up, grow up quickly, blossom and bear fruit, let these stupid Chinese people taste the delicious food from the Garden of Eden, hahaha."

On the horizon, the last ray of rising sun shines on the water, dyeing the blue waves of the reservoir red.

In the center of the reservoir, there is a huge fruit tree, like a small island. Its branches and leaves are spread out, and the branches are covered with beautiful flowers. It exudes a strange fragrance. After smelling this strange fragrance, people on the shore have their faces revealed. An intoxicated expression.

A gust of wind blew.

The petals of the fruit trees are falling.

As the green leaves swayed, plump and round red apples suddenly appeared like hallucinations, like red agate gems embedded in the green crown. Under the sunlight, they became more and more beautiful. It's radiant and full of temptation. It seems that you can smell the fragrance of the red apple from a long distance away.

"Fairy fruit, it must be fairy fruit, go and pick it."

Someone jumped up into the air, touched the water with his toes, and ran toward the center of the reservoir as a dragonfly touched the water.

There were also people rowing boats and kayaking.

Some even jumped directly into the water with a plop and swam towards the apple tree.

The red fruit on the apple tree has a fatal attraction to the people around it. There is an idea in everyone's heart. No matter what the cost, they must take a bite of the bright red fruit, just like a madman. Same.

More and more people jumped into the water and swam towards the fruit trees.

Finally someone came to the fruit tree and picked the first red apple.

It was the cultivator who was so good at lightness that he reached the fruit tree with a flick of the water.

He couldn't wait to take a big bite, and the sweet juice poured into his lips and teeth: "Ah, it smells so good, the most delicious apple I have ever eaten in my life."

While sighing, the remaining fruit in his hand suddenly turned into a wisp of red mist and entered his body.

Then, the man's eyes suddenly became dull.

…

There was blood flowing out of Wang Shiwu's left shoulder.

He was clutching the puncture wound in his left shoulder and running for his life.

Behind him, the white man who was supposed to be dead, and who had died more than a dozen times, with a dead face and a hint of mockery, was chasing him slowly, like a cat chasing a mouse. Kill him.

This chase has lasted for most of the day.

Wang Shiwu knew that he was facing the greatest crisis in history.

"Is he really a god?"

In the battle this morning, he had killed all the white people, but one of them could be resurrected continuously, as if he could never be killed. In the end, his power became stronger and stronger, directly He broke Wang Shiwu's sword with his bare hands and wounded him.

There were several times like this cat-and-mouse escape. Wang Shiwu felt that he would definitely die, but to his surprise, the other party stopped, as if they were deliberately not killing him.

Wang Shiwu did not escape home.

Afraid of harming family members.

Until now, Wang Shiwu vaguely understood that the other party was angry at Li Mu, but seemed to have no way to deal with Li Mu, so he came to vent his anger by killing Li Mu's relatives and friends.

"what to do?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Wang Shiwu's mind quickly.

He already knew at this time that the other party deliberately acted like a cat and mouse, just to make him ask other friends for help, to lure out all the people related to Li Mu, and then kill them one by one.

The other party has this ability.

After fighting until now, Wang Shiwu can be sure that there is a very terrifying power in this white man's body, which is really close to the legendary god, far beyond his understanding of power...a very terrifying enemy.

Therefore, he did not ask for help from his wife Su Yutong, Wang Sichao and others.

He tried several times to take advantage of the familiar roads and use the secret techniques taught by Li Mu to get rid of this terrible white man, but they all failed.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you've worked so hard, haven't you asked your friends for help until now?"

The white man was like a puppet on strings, walking in a strange way, but he spoke fluent Mandarin, constantly mocking and irritating Wang Shiwu.

"Sword Intent."

"Jiangang."

"Wind Sword."

Wang Shiwu continued to display his sword skills.

But they were all cracked one by one by this weird white man.

"Haha, this is the combat skill that Li Mu taught you? It's really rubbish. No wonder he doesn't dare to face me." The strange white man easily decoded the secret sword technique that was coming towards him with just a few movements.

"Haha, Li Mu is rubbish, you are even rubbish..."

"Stop struggling. With your strength, you are not even a speck of dust in my eyes. If you don't ask your friends to help you, I will have no choice but to kill you."

The strange white man made random moves, constantly leaving scars on Wang Shiwu's body.

"I'll give you the last ten minutes. If no one comes to save you, then you will be in hell, waiting for your wife and daughter to accompany you."

The weird white man gradually lost patience with the game.

Wang Shiwu didn't respond and was still trying to escape and fight back.

Two figures were constantly chasing each other among the mountains on the outskirts of Baoji City, moving at high speed like phantoms.

Wang Shiwu's strength can be regarded as one of the best in the domestic cultivation world. Unfortunately, the opponents he encountered were too terrifying. They were not mortals. He was completely suppressed. The injuries on his body gradually increased, and his whole body seemed to be stained with blood. , my physical strength is passing by, and I am gradually exhausted.

"Okay, if that's the case, then you're on your way."

The weird white man lost his patience.

A red light shot out from between his eyebrows, containing destructive power.

Wang Shiwu only felt that the energy in his whole body was locked, and there was no way to avoid it. He could not move and could only close his eyes and wait for death.

"Tongtong, we can only be husband and wife again in the next life. Take good care of our children... Take your parents and run away quickly, don't be discovered." He used his last strength to use the secret communication technique to send a message to his wife Su Yutong. Such a message.

If he had found out early, he knew that his wife would come desperately, but in vain. The mysterious white man was too strong, and it was clear that he was here for his whole family, so he could only die.

At the same time, the red light of destruction enveloped Su Yutong's body.

…

Bang!

Lao Zhang punched his head, knocking his opponent hundreds of meters away. The terrifying wind of the punch blasted a ravine three to four meters wide and one hundred meters long in the dense woods in front of him, as if it was hit by a fighter jet's machine cannon. Like a shuttle, the trees were broken.

The dozen or so "martial arts men" who came to stir up trouble outside Randen Temple Village were all a little dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"Are all the old men in this village so tough?"

"Such a boxing style...the physical body has become holy, right? The energy and blood are like the sea. How do you practice it?"

"I heard there are dozens of old men like this in this village."

Several outsiders and "martial arts people" were a little confused.

There is no such old man like this muscled King Kong anywhere else. His physical defense and magic defense are very high, his close combat ability is off the charts, and he is simply unreasonable in fighting. His exquisite moves and sophistic techniques are here. This kind of energy and blood is like a vast ocean, and his masculinity is stronger than that of a young man in his twenties. In front of the old man King Kong, it doesn't work at all. He just uses force to overcome skill and solves everything with one punch.

Too domineering fighting style.

This made the exploratory work of several of them completely ineffective.

They are not here to test these old bangers, but to test the one who lives in Randen Temple.

"Go away." Lao Zhangtou put his hands on his hips and stuck a tobacco pole behind his neck. He shouted like thunder: "Master Li said, don't embarrass yourself with your three-legged cat-handle style. Come again next time. , but he will be left alive."

A group of "people from the world" finally fled under the intimidation of the tough men of Randen Temple.

"Damn it, there are more and more people messing around recently. They are all jealous of our village. They have to call several times a day. It's really annoying."

"Just in time to practice boxing, haha. I remember back then, when I was fighting against Little Japan, I could fight several battles a day without feeling tired. Hehe, the veteran is about to regain his glory again... I can eat a cow in one meal now."

"Didn't Master Li say that there will be more and more idle people waiting to cause trouble, so let's all be vigilant."

"If you ask me, why are you talking so much nonsense to these melons? If you dare to come here again, you will be beaten to death. None of them are good people."

"Old Wangtou, you are really bloodthirsty."

"Hey, do you think Li Mu's kid will really come back? Grand Master Li said he will definitely appear within three days."

"It would be great if the baby comes back. Everyone in the village misses him."

A group of old men squatted on the ridge of the roadside, smoking dry cigarettes, blowing smoke rings in competition, and chatting.

I'm afraid the outside world doesn't know that in this small mountain village, there is a group of old bangers who were originally buried up to their necks in the loess. After being trained by a wretched old man for half a year, they are now unbelievably tough. This is the myth of a group of veterans. , is already in the process of being conceived and will soon shock the whole world.