Chapter 1926: The Golden Feather Clan, Immortal Bloodline

Chu Tian accelerated and rushed forward. With just one step, he rushed hundreds of miles away.

Deep in the jungle!

The prodigy named Zhou Yu was half lying on the ground, supporting himself with his hands. His chest was stained with blood. An arrow pierced his chest. He was panting and his face was pale!

Whoosh!

He gritted his teeth slightly and was about to struggle to get up, but another sharp arrow shot out from the jungle. The speed was as fast as lightning!

In a blink of an eye, the sharp arrow shot close to Zhou Yu's forehead!

"Ah ah..."

The latter was so scared that his whole body trembled, screamed, and his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen in advance the tragic scene of being hit by an arrow and his head blooming.

Snap!

But just when the arrow tip was about to hit the target, a palm suddenly stretched out, with five fingers spread out, and grabbed the sharp arrow!

Then, he flipped his palm and swung it violently. The whole arrow shot out with a whizzing sound, and flew in the direction he came from!

"Hmm..."

In the blink of an eye, a painful groan came from the depths of the jungle.

Then, a blurry figure could be vaguely seen in the distance. After turning around, he hurriedly evacuated.

"Hmph, you want to leave? How is that possible!"

Seeing this, Chu Tian casually threw down a bottle of healing pills, jumped up, and chased after him.

Chu Tian had no injuries on his body, and his speed was not affected at all. In just two or three breaths, he caught up with the blurry figure who hurriedly evacuated.

He was about to make a move and completely capture the other party, but the other party flashed with light all over his body, suddenly accelerated, and sprinted, and disappeared directly from Chu Tian's sight.

"Haha!"

Seeing this, Chu Tian sneered, and also accelerated violently, chasing wildly.

Unfortunately, after more than ten breaths, he still lost the other party!

Chu Tian stood on the shore of a huge lake. After a glance around, his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly surged out and rushed directly into the lake to search.

Chu Tian's soul strength is close to the king level.

After the huge divine consciousness surged out, it covered the entire lake in a short time and reached the depths of the lake!

After searching for a few breaths, he still found nothing.

Chu Tian could only frown slightly, and with a thought, he retracted his divine consciousness.

Then!

He walked quickly to another place by the lake, bent down to pick up a bloody arrow on the ground, looked down, and found that the arrow was stained with a strange light golden blood!

"An indigenous warrior from Xiaonantian Realm!"

After seeing the light golden blood, Chu Tian's eyes flashed and he whispered in a low voice.

That night outside the city, Cui Wuyuan told him about the general situation in Xiaonantian Realm.

In Xiaonantian Realm, there lives an indigenous race called the Golden Feather Clan!

The reason why they were named Jinyu was not because they had golden wings, but because they had pale golden blood flowing in their bodies, and the speed of the Jinyu clan was extremely fast, far exceeding that of ordinary people, as if they had invisible wings!

The Jinyu clan was so old that it was impossible to determine the exact time of its appearance.

According to Cui Wuyuan!

It seems that not long after the appearance of Xiaonan Tianjie, the Jinyu clan gradually appeared and continued to multiply. After so many years, there has always been a Saint King-level boss in the clan.

The comprehensive strength should not be underestimated!

"Huh..."

Chu Tian held the blood-stained arrow in his hand and was about to get close to his eyes to study it carefully, but suddenly frowned and uttered a light huh.

The next breath, he flipped his palm and took out a small white bottle!

The small bottle contained nothing else but the drop of immortal blood that Lan Yuzi gave him in the immortal corpse that was diluted countless times!

The moment the bottle cap was opened, the pale golden blood stained on the arrow immediately began to boil and emit a dazzling light.

The immortal blood in the vial trembled violently at the same time.

It seemed that there was some kind of indescribable resonance between the two!

"This..."

After seeing this scene, Chu Tian was stunned, his face changed wildly, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind at a high speed.

Swish!

After a breath, he quickly put away the arrow and the vial, turned around, left in a hurry, and soon disappeared in the forest.

A full quarter of an hour later!

Splash!

The surface of the lake shook violently, and a figure rushed out!

This is a long-haired girl who looks less than 20 years old. Her graceful figure is even more attractive because she is soaked and her robes are close to her body!

The girl is a great saint at the peak of perfection, with outstanding appearance and a pair of deep and beautiful eyes. Upon closer observation, her pupils are actually a light golden color, slightly flickering, which is impressive.

She held a bow in one hand and a gray jade talisman in the other. The faint gray light emanating from it enveloped her whole body. When she scanned with her mind, she could not sense anything at all!

"That breath just now... was the ancestor!"

After the girl appeared, she ignored the wound on her left shoulder and stared at the direction where Chu Tian had just left. While whispering softly, a trace of excitement appeared on her face.

Swish!

After a breath, the girl turned around and left in a hurry with excitement.

On the other side, Chu Tian did not spend much time to return to the place where Zhou Yu was injured.

When he returned, he found that Zhou Yu had pulled out the arrow that had been inserted into his chest and was swallowing the pills he had left before, concentrating on healing.

"Senior, how is it? Has the sneak attacker been caught?"

After Chu Tian came back, Zhou Yu stood up hurriedly, regardless of his injuries, and asked concernedly.

If Chu Tian hadn't shown up in time to help him this time, he would have definitely been blown away and his body exposed in the wilderness. Naturally, he was very concerned about the situation of the person who attacked him.

"The opponent was very fast and clever, and finally escaped!"

Chu Tian sighed and said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yu blurted out: "Could he be a master of the indigenous Golden Feather clan?"

Chu Tian didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Although there was a calm look on his face, deep down in his heart, there was a strong wind.

The blood resonance not long ago has been proven!

The Jinyu clan has a close relationship with the immortal Lan Yuzi, and maybe they are the blood descendants of Lan Yuzi's legacy!

In other words, the Jinyu clan has some immortal blood!

The warriors of the Immortal bloodline are probably even more noble than those of the Imperial family!

After a breath, Chu Tian suddenly raised his head and scanned the entire Xiaonantian Realm. His eyes flickered, and he vaguely understood why the aura filling the Xiaonantian Realm was so similar to the aura in the immortal corpse!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two rested for a while and were about to leave when suddenly a dozen arrows, as black as ink, powerful and powerful, were fired from different directions at high speed. Where they passed, straight cracks appeared faintly.

"snort!"

Seeing this, Chu Tian snorted coldly, took a step forward, raised his right arm, and swung it suddenly. In an instant, the strong wind blew up and turned into whirlpools, preparing to resist these arrows.

But at this moment, a big foot that was as eye-catching as a martial arts arena suddenly descended from the sky, aimed at Chu Tian and Zhou Yu, and stepped on them hard!

boom!

Squeezed around, it surged instantly!

Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.

At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.

Maybe he'll take it.

In addition, Qin Hu was also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu had a lot of money before.

Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.

"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.

"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run. Only in this way can you survive."

In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.

"Wait!"

Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.

With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.

But should we notify Li Xiaokun?

Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.

If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.

"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."

Qin Hu prostrates himself on the chariot shaft

But Qin An

"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"

What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?

Qin Hu looked around and found that the wheels were getting thinner.

The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.

Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.

"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.

The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.

Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.

"one two three……"

He and Qin An were lying on the ground motionless, until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.

"puff!"

It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.

Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.

For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.

After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.

Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.

"Hoo ho, ho ho!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.

Just to break the enemy's neck just now, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.

"Qin An, come here and search me for me."

Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.

"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, five scout flags, a kettle, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."

"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."

Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed them into Qin An's mouth, then gave him water and put on the captured cotton clothes.

Before daybreak, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.

This was done to prevent others from taking credit. He knew what kind of environment he was in.

"Thirty taels of silver for one head. You've made a fortune."

The squad leader was named Gaoda. He was a tall, strong, and bearded man.

At first, he didn't believe it at all until he saw the spoils seized by Qin Hu and the two corpses.

At this moment, his eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

"It's not me who made a fortune, it's everyone who made a fortune. This is the credit of all ten of us."

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Chapter 1926 The Golden Feather Clan, the blood of immortals?