As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

Tianpu Mountain.

Wu Ke, who was known as the wild Taoist priest Guillotine, and Li Laogui were drinking wine and cursing Wang Liu, and then they saw Wang Liu, who was previously very proud of his sword, fall into a snowdrift.

After staring blankly for a while, Li Laogui pursed his lips and said, "Look, here comes your chance. It looks like he's not dead yet. If you give him one more blow, you'll be number nine in the world!"

"You have a point."

Wu Ke sneered, threw away the wine gourd in his hand, ran to the snow pile, dug out the pale-faced Wang Liu from the pit, and sneered, "Hey, isn't this the leader of the swordsmanship of Qingliang Mountain?"

"Hey, you're just in time."

Seeing noon, Wang Liu grinned and fainted completely.

"You idiot, stop pretending to be dead, let's fight for 300 rounds first."

Seeing Wang Liu lying on the ground pretending to be dead, Wu Ke's face darkened and he said viciously: "If you have the ability to use the sword to plant the Tianhe River, then get up and fight me!"

Unfortunately, Wang Liu, who was in a daze, ignored him at all.

"Fuck, you bastard."

Wu Ke let out a sigh of relief, carried Wang Liu on his shoulders like a sack, and ran towards his old nest in Qingliang Mountain with smoke under his feet.

"No more finishing blows?"

Li Laogui gloated beside him and said, "Once he recovers, you won't have any chance at all!"

"Make up your mother."

Wu Ke was so angry that he kicked Li Laogui far away and cursed: "If I can stab the knife with peace of mind, do I need you to teach me?"

"Fuck you, you loser, how dare you kick your father?"

Li Laogui was furious. He climbed up from the snow, drew his knife and was about to chop Wu Ke. However, before he took two steps, he suddenly heard the humming sound of a broken suona.

The sound was broken and unpleasant, unbearable to the ears, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Hear this sound.

Old Ghost Li stopped suddenly and rushed down the mountain like an arrow.

The same thing happened at noon. He carried Wang Liu on his back and disappeared in the snow, leaving a straight line of blood on the snowy mountain. He didn't care whether Wang Liu would be killed in a brutal way.

Because this broken and unpleasant suona sound is the Qingliang Mountain Lullaby.

When it sounds, the Qingliang Mountain bandits must rush there as quickly as possible no matter where they are.

The sound of suona rang out from the foot of Tianpu Mountain, and the piercing sound spread to the entire Tianpu Mountain. Long dragons of wind and snow swept down across the mountains.

In less than ten breaths, all eight hundred bandits from Qingliang Mountain gathered together.

Just as the bandits in Qingliang Mountain were gathering.

There were loud blasts of arrows in the grey sky. The rapid sounds accompanied by the sounds of suona echoed through the sky, and a bright crescent mark condensed in the air, like a waning moon.

After a moment, among the empty mountains and fields, beside huge rocks, in tree holes, in the wind and snow, in other deserted places, figures appeared one after another and walked down the mountain in silence.

See those monks walking down the mountain in silence.

The faces of the hunters who were surrounding the foot of the mountain, ready to make a move, suddenly changed, and even became ugly.

Because these people's auras were not concealed at all at this time, and each of them had a piece of white cloth wrapped around their arms.

Two scarlet characters were outlined in blood on the white cloth: Dahuang!

Great wasteland.

The people in the wilderness actually hid in Tianpu Mountain.

The mountains and plains were filled with Great Wilderness cultivators, a total of two thousand of them.

Before Tu Su's plan to drive the wild game to Duanhe and catch them all in one swoop was put on the agenda, the hunters gathered around Tianpu Mountain often fought each other for a single prey.

Because compared with the hunters all over the mountains, the prey in the wilderness is pitifully few and not enough to be shared.

As for going down the river to Broken River to hunt, they did not have the courage to do so.

Because the young man who was sitting on the Broken River fishing built a hideous and terrifying Jingguan with bloody heads, reminding the hunters of Tianpu Mountain with the cruel and cold fact - those who cross the line will die!

So when Tu Su proposed that plan that sounded good, more and more hunters gathered in Tianpu Mountain, and at the peak there were as many as 20,000 of them.