Chen Zimeng's face was calm, while Wan Jingfei felt excited.

More and more foundation building monks came around, and the aura emanated out, which was quite oppressive.

As soon as he entered here, he hadn't even sworn in to become an offering, but it attracted a confrontation from dozens of foundation building monks.

Wan Jingfei found out that Chen Zimeng's degree of trouble was no worse than his own, although he could completely ignore this incident, but Chen Zimeng's willingness to stand up was enough for him Wan Jingfei to follow.

Wan Jingfei was a little helpless, because not to mention Yuanying and Jiedan, there were thousands of foundation building monks among the Zhangchu clan alone, and if they fought, the two of them would definitely not be able to run.

But now, where does he care.

A burst of scolding came, Gu Hefan didn't speak again, seeing more and more foundation building monks around him, Gu Hefan slowly gained confidence.

But he didn't dare to bet, because he was not confused, he clearly knew that if his life was gone, no matter what happened to Chen Zimeng and the others, it would be meaningless to him.

Tilting his head slightly, Furukawa Fan gasped for breath in his mouth, and he was a little nervous.

Swallowing his saliva gently, Furukawa Fan opened his mouth gently.

"Fellow Daoist, can you listen to me?"

Chen Zimeng raised his eyebrows, turned to look at Gu Hefan, and smiled, "Do you still have something to say?"

"Let me go, I don't care, I want to join my clan to do that foreign worship, I can let you enter my gold lineage, and the reward for the worship will be doubled for you, how about it?"

Gu Hefan's words made Chen Zimeng stunned, and immediately laughed.

Wan Jingfei also thought it was funny, he didn't think that Gu Hefan could still have a wine and talk happily, it depended on the conditions.

"No, you're strong, if you say one thing and do another, wouldn't the two of us just look for death?"

Chen Zimeng let go of Gu Hefan's wrist, reached out and pulled Gu Hefan's collar, and pulled it towards him, Gu Hefan's feet slipped, and Chen Zimeng hugged his neck and pushed him out.

Han Ying'er wanted to do something, but found that she couldn't do anything, so she had no choice but to watch Chen Zimeng and Wan Jingfei hold Gu Hefan hostage and slowly walk out.

The weapons in the hands of the monks of the Zhang Chu clan all around him flashed with cold light.

Many people who practiced qi cultivation shuttled over and looked around, but they were also quickly reprimanded and told to retreat.

If there was a real fight, the aftermath of the battle of the Zhuji Cultivator, no matter how weak it was, would be enough to threaten the life of the Qi Cultivator.

Chen Zimeng looked up at the sky, the sun was already biased towards the western mountain, and the sky was full of golden sunshine.

The weather was good, but the mood was bad.

The stalemate between the two sides continued, Chen Zimeng held Gu Hefan hostage in his hands, no one dared to do anything rashly, if he did it well, he might be able to get a lot of benefits.

But no one is afraid of the accident that exists, if Guhe Fan encounters an accident, then who will bear it?

The crowd slowly walked towards the outside world of the Zhang Chu clan, and Chen Zimeng didn't think that he could still stay here with such an act.

During this period, some individuals couldn't help but launch a temptation, and were frightened back by Wan Jingfei's sword lights, Chen Zimeng's eyes flashed with cold light, and the sword nine in his hand became more and more vigorous, and Gu Hefan shouted in pain.

"Let them retreat!" Chen Zimeng's voice was full of coldness, and the monks around him clearly felt that Chen Zimeng was not good.

In the distance on the plain, figures flickered.

The news of Furukawa being kidnapped spread like a fly, and soon, more people gathered around.

In front of an attic, next to a stone table with a corner missing, Yan Lao quietly looked at the book in his hand, his face wrinkled and wrinkled, looking very distressed, as if he didn't understand what was said in the book.

It is surrounded by a circle of courtyard walls, and the stone table is in the courtyard, which looks very abrupt.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside the courtyard, and many figures ran around.

Yan Lao stood up slowly, put down the book in his hand and walked out slowly.

Seeing many people rushing towards the plains, Yan Lao stretched out his hand to grab a man holding a big knife in his hand, and glanced at the big knife in the man's hand suspiciously.

"Where are you going, you noisy people?"

The man's face was slightly red, and he seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and his body smelled of wine.

"Haven't you heard of it, Yan Lao, there are two newcomers today, on the side of the Plains Guanji, who have kidnapped Gu Hefan, the son of the Great Elder of the Jin Family, we are, go over and take a look. ”

After the man finished speaking, he put the big knife in his hand on his shoulder and took a big stride, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to see a good show if he was too late.

Yan Lao was stunned for a moment, but then he thought that he was afraid that Chen Zimeng and the others did it, so he smiled slightly bitterly and hurriedly chased after him.

The Zhangchu people actually attach great importance to the foreign offerings, because in the Southern Wilderness, the foreign offerings can be said to be the main combat force composition, and in foreign wars, the foreign offerings can have a far greater effect than the people of their own clan for various reasons.

This is also the reason why the Southern Wilderness tribe is willing to spend a lot of money to recruit foreign monks, Yan Lao doesn't want to cause Chen Zimeng and the two to have an accident because of something, because once this happens, the entire Zhangchu clan may face the dilemma of no foreign monks to join.

At that time, once the war comes, the Zhangchu people will face continuous irreparable losses.

Chen Zimeng and Wan Jingfei got closer and closer to the place where the flying boat docked, no matter what the outcome was, at least the two of them had to fight.

Wan Jingfei whispered to Chen Zimeng that the wooden boat he took away was a magic weapon of the upper grade of the ground level, and it was the most high-level of the top grade of the ground level, and the speed of the full sacrifice would not be worse than that of the knot pill.

Chen Zimeng was really surprised, originally he thought that the wooden boat was also the magic weapon of the spiritual level, who knew that it was actually the ground level.

The earth-level magic weapon is precious, and in the cultivation realm, the magic weapon grade is divided according to the four grades of mortal level, spiritual level, earth level, and heavenly level.

The wooden boat is a magic weapon of the ground level, which is enough to make Chen Zimeng feel happy.

Gu Hefan's face was slightly pale, he hated it in his heart, if he had the opportunity, he would definitely kill Chen Zimeng.

"Fellow Daoist, don't make a mistake about yourself, you must know that my Zhangchu clan has that Jiedan monk, even if you arrest me, you can't escape. ”

Gu Hefan's confidence is getting stronger and stronger, although he can't figure out why Chen Zimeng wants to help Han Ying'er, but thinking that he is on the territory of his own clan, there is naturally a trace of ridicule in his eyes when he looks at Chen Zimeng.

But where does Chen Zimeng care about him, this incident completely disrupted his plan, after a moment of silence, Chen Zimeng looked up into the distance, where is a valley, and many buildings can be vaguely seen.

His purpose was Qiongmu in the valley.

Closer and closer to the periphery, not far away is a huge ravine, and below the ravine is a large river, and the river is very fast.

Chen Zimeng's heart moved slightly, and he turned his head to look at the depths of the Zhang Chu clan, and a gaze came from afar and fell on Chen Zimeng.

Looking up, Chen Zimeng knew that it was a monk of the Zhangchu clan, but he didn't know why, he didn't feel malice, on the contrary, his gaze was very calm, as if he regarded them as a farce. Odd book e-book

Chen Zimeng didn't care, and was about to sacrifice the wooden boat, when suddenly Yan Lao's voice came from afar.

"Stop, stop!"

Wan Jingfei looked over, the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, "I said old man, what are you doing here? This is going to fight, what should you do if the sword cuts you without eyes?"

"You kid, you still have some conscience, but if you don't come, you two won't be able to turn the world upside down!"

Yan Lao seemed to be panting, and his face was flushed.

Chen Zimeng frowned slightly, "Elder Yan, this matter has nothing to do with you. ”

Chen Zimeng could perceive that Yan Lao was definitely not as old man as he saw on the surface, he was an old man who cultivated in the late stage of foundation building, as soon as Yan Lao arrived, people on the periphery kept making way for him, and Chen Zimeng could see the respect on the faces of those people.

Chen Zimeng knew that Yan Lao could not be underestimated, he would definitely not be as simple as it appeared.

Waving his hand, Yan Lao didn't look at Gu Hefan, he just smiled, looking very kind, "Chen Zimeng, you let him go! This kid is just a waste, that is, he has a good background, and it's useless." ”

"What about us?" asked Chen Zimeng.

"Of course, you are still an invitation from my clan, and there will be no change in the slightest. ”

"Old man, don't you coax us?

Wan Jingfei pursed his mouth, and the sword five in his hand was raised and pointed forward.

"That's right, it's just this deflated three, I've been staring at the little master and I can't wait to kill me, tsk, I'm going to come up, the little master takes a step back, it's your grandson!"

In front of Wan Jingfei, a man with a spear in his hand was very annoyed, tightened the weapon in his hand, and shouted.

"There is a kind of release, come and compete. ”

"Don't let it go, what's the matter?"

"Do you have any seeds?"

"Yes, isn't my grandson standing in front of me?"

Chen Zimeng felt speechless, Wan Jingfei scolded vigorously, and the scene became chaotic in an instant, the scolding and scolding were mixed, Yan Lao seemed anxious, and shouted quietly.

Chen Zimeng dragged Gu Hefan, and the sword was on Gu Hefan's neck, without the slightest intention of taking it.

"Quiet!"

Yan Lao turned around and shouted at the monks around him, stretching out his hands and waving them in the air.

"Shut up the old man!"

With a breath, Yan Lao let out the breath on his body and pressed horizontally in all directions.

For a moment, the audience was full of silence, and Chen Zimeng and Wan Jing flew back and looked at Yan Lao in shock.

Yudan!

They couldn't have imagined that this old man, who seemed to be cultivating in the later stage of foundation building, was actually cultivating in Jiedan.

Only then did Chen Zimeng know why, before, the gaze of the strong man from a distance was full of calm.

"Stand back for me, and disperse. ”

Snorted coldly, seemingly dissatisfied with the many monks around, he waved his hand to let everyone disperse.

In less than a while, everyone dispersed, and only Chen Zimeng, Wan Jingfei, Han Ying'er, Gu Hefan and Yan Lao were left in the field.

Turning his head, Yan Lao drank lightly angrily, "Let it go!"

Chen Zimeng did not hesitate, and let go of Gu Hefan with a push, and Jian Jiu hung down and held it in his hand.

Wan Jingfei smiled all over his face, and stepped forward behind Yan Lao, his face full of flattery, "Oh, senior, don't be angry, don't be angry." ”

"You two boys! ”

Stretching out his finger and pointing at Chen Zimeng and Wan Jingfei, Yan Lao looked at Gu Hefan with a cold light in his eyes on the side, and snorted coldly.

"Go back, tell your father, you are not allowed to come here again in the future, let me see you again, don't blame the old man and you're welcome. ”

Although he was dissatisfied, looking at Yan Lao, Gu Hefan had to retreat, but looking at Chen Zimeng, Gu Hefan's killing intent did not decrease.

"Hey, what a piece of shit!"

Looking at Gu Hefan who was walking away, Yan Lao sighed.

The breath on his body was slowly restrained, and Chen Zimeng found that the breath on Yan Lao's body had become the late stage of foundation building.

Chen Zimeng's eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Come back with me, Shadow Girl, and you too. ”

After Yan Lao finished speaking, he turned around, Wan Jingfei followed, and Chen Zimeng walked last.

Although he didn't know why, Chen Zimeng felt that his plan didn't need to be changed.

Han Ying'er slowed down, came to Chen Zimeng's side, and walked side by side.

"Thank you!"

Chen Zimeng, who was thinking about what to do next, woke up slightly, turned his head to look, and Han Ying'er's delicate face was full of gratitude.

Smiling, Chen Zimeng waved his hand gently, "Miss Han, don't be polite!"

Nodding, Han Ying'er continued, "Don't worry! Gu Hefan may embarrass me, but he can't embarrass you. ”

"Oh, why?" Chen Zimeng was a little strange, it stands to reason that they shouldn't stay here at this time.

"In my clan, the status of foreign worship is very high, and even Gu Hefan's father is unwilling to offend. ”

"Is that so?"

Chen Zimeng muttered secretly, he didn't know very well the significance of foreign offerings to the tribe.

But since Han Ying'er would say so, maybe he didn't need to worry.