The homeless men who were munching on the roast chicken saw that several homeless people rushed towards them, and hurriedly hid the half-eaten roast chicken behind their backs, and with their hands on it, they scuffled with the homeless men.

Maybe it's because of the strength of eating meat, those people are basically - hit 3, and still stand upwind.

Knocking down the person who wanted to sneak up on the homeless man in Xingyu - punched the homeless man who sneaked up and knocked him unconscious, and then picked up the stick and fought with the other homeless people.

The fight in the hut provoked the murderous surnames of the homeless people outside, and more and more homeless people attracted by the smell of roast chicken gathered in the hut.

And the person who grabbed the roast chicken was even more set on fire by the homeless people, and no one person could hold the roast chicken for more than two seconds, and everyone grabbed it and could bite it, and they were crazy.

Xingyu looked at the homeless people in front of him in a daze, and the whole person was stunned, completely unaware that things would develop like this.

So far, several homeless people have been beaten to the ground for grabbing roast chickens, and they are bleeding.

—The homeless people seem to have been killed, and they are becoming more and more ignorant of the severity of their attacks, and many of them have suffered serious injuries.

However, the homeless man who saved Xingyu before is still - punch down - one, every punch can make - one person faint.

Although the homeless man looked ruthless, everyone who was knocked down by him just fainted, and there was no major problem at all.

The scene became more and more chaotic, Xingyu's brain was blank, and he didn't notice the strangeness of the homeless man.

"This kid's adaptability needs to be improved."

Above the bridge, Chen Jia looked at the river on the railing and muttered to himself.

The river breeze blew snowflakes from Chen Jiayan, the world - snow white, quiet abnormal.

The passers-by walking slowly on both sides of the bridge and the cars passing in the middle did not understand that there were a group of homeless men under them for a few roast chickens covered with dust.

On the surface, this bridge is a piece of flat.

No pedestrians noticed Chen Jia.

No one realized that the man who was lying on the railing and looking at the river view was the top level of existence that could subvert the world with a flip of his hand, and everyone was walking their own way as usual.

Unlike the calm and peaceful on the bridge, the bridge has reached a white-hot state, and more and more homeless people are falling to the ground, bleeding to the ground.

There were even homeless people who threw themselves on the chicken bones on the ground, and even if they were punched twice, they had to gnaw off the chicken bones - some meat crumbs.

All the homeless people were completely aroused by the smell of meat.

Xingyu looked at the more and more fierce homeless people, and finally came back to his senses, only to realize that the person who had saved him before had directly protected his surroundings, so that he could be stunned for so long without being affected by the homeless people.

"That guy kind of funny." Chen Jia chuckled and commented slightly.

More and more people were wounded, and a few roast chickens were torn and dried up, and the homeless people were already fighting over a few cans of beer.

Looking at the chaotic scene, Xingyu couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and the spiritual power in his body began to flow.

The bloody air in the bridge cave gradually became hot.

"This kid, it's been so long before you think of using your own strength??" Chen Jia also felt the fluctuation of spiritual power in the air, smiled slightly, and disappeared in the same place, as if he had never been here.

"Stop it all for me!!!!!"

Xingyu roared out, his voice mixed with spiritual power, and then every time the homeless man's ears exploded, deafening.

With Xingyu's roar, the entire bridge cave instantly calmed down, and everyone looked at Xingyu in a daze.

The homeless man who had saved Xingyu had a slight color in his eyes at this moment, and his eyes when he looked at Xingyu became strange.

Seeing everyone stop, Xingyu took a deep breath, and when he wanted to say something, he realized that he didn't know what to say at all!!

For Xingyu, an otaku, there are not many people who usually come into contact with him, and naturally he doesn't know how to persuade him, especially since this fight is caused by himself.

Do you want to say, "Anything is coming at me??"

Xingyu had this thought in his heart, and even if he shook his head violently, he directly snuffed out this sprout.

Xingyu doesn't think that he can do it himself, a few bums.

All the homeless people waited for Xingyu for a while, and when they saw that Xingyu didn't even hold back a P, they scuffled one after another, and fell into a commotion in the bridge hole again.

However, the homeless man who had saved Xingyu before didn't do anything, and quietly retreated to the side, not protecting Xingyu.

A few homeless men saw the man walk away, thinking they had seized the opportunity and pounced on Xingyu.

Now everyone is red-eyed, and Xingyu's outfit also makes many homeless people greedy.

Although those people are useless in their clothes, they can wear them so brightly, and there is always a few dollars in their pockets, right??

When Xingyu entered the bridge cave for the first time, those people didn't make a move, because there was no one to take the lead, and those people themselves were extremely weak, so naturally they would not provoke Xingyu.

During the brawl before, there was that person who helped Xingyu block the homeless, so Xingyu was not attacked, and now that person took the initiative to retreat, all the homeless people naturally pounced on Xingyu.

Compared to roast chicken and beer, Xingyu is obviously more attractive to those people.

Anyway, no one cares about this bridge and hole, even if there are 6 dead people, they don't understand, how those people are naturally fierce.

Seeing - the homeless people rushed towards Xingyu, and the person who had saved Xingyu before frowned and wanted to go up to help, but in the end he stopped walking and looked at Xingyu calmly.

Xing Yu saw that several homeless people suddenly rushed towards him, and his eyes couldn't help but flicker, and he subconsciously called on the spiritual power in his body.

Bang!!

The spiritual power was released, and the few homeless people who rushed over were directly blown out by Xingyu, crashed into the shed, and passed out not far away.

Xingyu's hand made a huge movement, and the homeless people stopped fighting.

Everyone looked at Xingyu in fear and quietly stepped back.

Xingyu's methods scared those people.

The person who had saved Xingyu saw Xingyu blast a few homeless people away, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his eyes flashed with a cold light.

Xingyu stared blankly at his hands, completely unaware of his own competitiveness.

Although Chen Xinyue had taught Xingyu to cultivate, Xingyu had never used spiritual power, so Xingyu didn't understand that he still had this kind of power, and he didn't control his strength when he attacked again.

The few homeless people who were blasted out by Xingyu were obviously seriously injured.

"I—I am"

Xingyu became a little flustered.

…… A monk dressed as a vagabond

A strange atmosphere began to permeate the bridge, and all the homeless people looked at Xingyu in horror and became trembling.

No one understood how Xingyu did it, and the homeless people swallowed hard as they looked at the holes in the wall that had been knocked out—spitting, and no one even dared to move the few cans of beer scattered on the ground.

Everyone was frightened by Xingyu.

"Am I that strong??" Xingyu looked at his hands and said—for a while, he could hold back such a sentence.

The other homeless people all stared at Xingyu, not daring to make the slightest move.

Xingyu took a deep breath, and then reluctantly accepted the situation, so he calmly swept the homeless people around him, roared in a deep voice, and said, "Where do you come from, let me go back, if you make trouble here again, don't blame me for being unkind!!"

In order to help, Xingyu also gathered his spiritual power and stepped on it in the palm of his foot.

Bang!!

The ground was directly stepped out of a pit by Xingyu, and suddenly a group of homeless people knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Xingyu and shouting for mercy.

Even Xingyu himself was frightened, but fortunately, his panic was not seen by the other homeless people, so Xingyu's image did not collapse.

Returning to his steady state, Xingyu swept away the homeless men who knelt on the ground, and shouted in a low voice, "Roll it out for me!!"

Frightened by Xingyu's voice, the group of homeless people rushed out with their heads in their hands, as Xingyu said.

Soon, only Xingyu and the homeless man who had saved him before were left in this shed.

Xingyu noticed that the homeless man was still in the shed, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"You're not afraid??" Xingyu, the homeless man, asked.

The homeless man just stared at Xingyu quietly, didn't speak, didn't do anything.

"It's okay not to be afraid, I was about to ask you a question, but my hot head just now scared everyone away, but luckily you are still there." Xingyu said with a smile, and bent to pick up the beer that had fallen on.

"Let's drink and poof!!"

As soon as Xingyu turned around with his beer, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Xingyu flew out, smashed through the wall, and fell to the ground.

"Ahem!!" Xingyu spat out a mouthful of blood, clutched his stomach and raised his head with difficulty, only to see that the homeless man was looking at him coldly, slowly walking towards him.

Click!!

The homeless stepped on the beer can in front of him, came to Xingyu, stretched out his dirty hand and grabbed Xingyu's collar, and lifted Xingyu up.

"How did you find here?" The homeless man looked at Xingyu and asked in a deep voice, his tone extremely cold.

"I, I" Xingyu didn't understand what was going on, didn't understand why this homeless man suddenly became like this.

Although Xingyu has not yet figured out what happened innocently, Xingyu now understands that this homeless man is definitely a monk!!

The fist on Zai Xingyu's stomach just now directly shook the already small amount of spiritual power in Xingyu's body, and now Zai Xingyu can't use any strength.

An ordinary person would never be able to do this.

Xingyu couldn't figure out what was the reason why the monk was willing to live in such a cold and damp place.

Even if he is a rookie who has just stepped into the cultivation world, as long as he can use his spiritual power, he can live comfortably in the world of ordinary people, and it is impossible for a monk to live with a group of homeless people again.

Bang!!

Before Xingyu could speak, he was hit in the abdomen by the homeless man, and Xingyu coughed up the blood and sprayed it on the homeless man's face.

However, the homeless man didn't care about Xingyu's blood at all, and still looked at Xingyu coldly and asked, "How did you find here?"

"Who the hell are you??" Xingyu looked at the homeless man weakly, completely unaware of what kind of grievances he had with him.

He, a monk, came here to pretend to be a homeless man, and now he can't help but beat himself up, which makes Xingyu feel extremely aggrieved.

Hearing Xingyu's words, the corners of the homeless man's mouth hooked—a sneer, and he directly threw Xingyu back into the corner, and his palm condensed a spiritual blade, which was breathtaking.

"It's all come to this point, and you still don't admit it??" The homeless man looked at Xingyu and sneered, "I haven't let me go even if I hid here, since you-you want to kill them all, then I'm not welcome."

"Wait!!" Xingyu saw the murderous intent in the eyes of the homeless man, secretly shouted unlucky, and hurriedly yelled.

Now Zai Xingyu finally understands that he has used his spiritual power just now, and he must have misunderstood something to the homeless man.

Xingyu estimated that this monk was hiding here, and he was pretending to be a homeless man just to avoid some vendetta.

Under normal circumstances, it would not have been possible for a monk to come to such a place where homeless people gathered, and the monks were at the top of society, so naturally they would not come to such a dark, damp, and smelly place.

It's normal for homeless people to misunderstand Xingyu.

From the point of view of the vagabond, it is impossible for any monk to come here except for the people who are chasing him.

"What do you want to say??" The homeless man looked at Xingyu and smiled coldly, "Or do you want to take advantage of this time to tell the dust family my news??"

"I've slaughtered 78 of them like you, and I'm not bad for you."

"Misunderstanding!! Misunderstanding!!" When Xingyu heard what the wanderer said, he secretly complained in his heart, and wanted to stand up, but he didn't have any strength.

"Poor excuses." The homeless man walked up to Xingyu and raised his blade, his eyes full of murderous intent, "Take a breath of air at the end."

Xingyu's eyes flashed - a trace of struggle, madly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, but the homeless man's heavy hand made Xingyu have no way to make any effective resistance at all, and could only watch the homeless man slash at him.

"Am I going to die like this??" Looking at the sneer of the homeless man's face, Xingyu was full of unwillingness in his heart.

"Let him go."

Just as Xingyu closed his eyes and waited for death, the quiet voice sounded in the ears of Xingyu and the homeless man, causing Xingyu to open his eyes suddenly.

Teacher!!

Hearing this familiar voice, Xingyu was overjoyed.

The homeless man stopped moving, the spirit blade in his hand disappeared, and he turned around to look gloomily, only to see Chen Jia leaning idly against the wall, looking at him with a smile.

Next to Chen Jia, the few homeless people who were seriously injured by Xingyu didn't understand when they were cured by Chen Jia, and they had fled from here at this moment.

The homeless man squinted at Chen Jia, his eyes full of coldness.

"You're his accomplice??" The homeless man asked in a cold voice.

"It's not about you." Chen Jia's fingertips lit up—clusters of black flames, which suddenly made the cold bridge hole become hot.

"You just need to understand now"

"If you touch him, you will die."

…… It's all a misunderstanding

Looking at Chen Jia's indifferent appearance, Xingyu was very excited in his heart.

When Chen Jia appeared here, Xingyu understood that he had been saved.

However, the homeless man didn't understand Chen Jia's strength, and after hearing Chen Jia's words again, he laughed directly.

"It's really arrogant, and he deserves to be a lackey of the dusty family." The homeless man didn't bother with Xingyu, and looked at Chen Jia vigilantly.

In the eyes of the homeless man, Xingyu has become a waste for the time being, and there is no threat to him, and he only needs to deal with the other person who suddenly appeared.

Most of the people who receive the gold are willing to go to the gold guild to receive various entrusted tasks for the cultivation in order to earn cultivation resources, and exchange for cultivation resources of relative value by completing the tasks.

Since it is very difficult for casual cultivators to obtain cultivation resources, and it is relatively easy for a gold collector to obtain cultivation resources without joining the sect family, most of the casual cultivators have more or less done the work of a gold rewarder.

However, it is precisely because of this that the strength of the people is uneven, and the quality is also huge.

Therefore, no matter how vagabond it seems, it is normal for Xingyu to have such a weak partner and a strong partner.

The homeless man can't see Chen Jia's strength clearly, so he will naturally be extremely wary of Chen Jia.

"Dusty??" When Chen Jia heard the words of the homeless man, he didn't care about the homeless man's insulting words, but became curious about the "dust family".

In the Demon Capital, a well-known cultivation family, there is only one .600 surnamed Chen

The organizer of the Black Market Boxing Club, a quasi-super-existence, the dust family.

In the two days that Chen Jia came to the magic capital, although he didn't find the woman who looked like Xinyue in the photo, he also got a lot of news about the Chen family.

The Chen family is the Demon Capital Family, and it is also quite famous in the cultivation world of the Han Kingdom, and its strength exceeds that of the Ordinary Stream, but it has not reached the point of super-existence, and its status is not up to the Han Kingdom, so it can only be regarded as half a super-existence.

Even so, the dust family is enough to become—the Fang Jumbo, and then the magic capital—to cover the sky with his hands.

Chen Jia came to the magic capital this time, although he didn't understand what Xinyue wanted to do, but Chen Jia estimated that there was a high probability that his surname was to find the dust family.

Bi Jingguang looked at the monk's appearance again, and Chen Jia understood that he must have a great relationship with the Chen family, otherwise no monk would be idle and play the role of a homeless man and live in such a cold and damp place.

As for honing the Dao Heart, to be honest, Chen Jia didn't think that there was any monk in this mortal world who was qualified to do this.

If you don't reach the level you should have, it's nonsense to say anything about honing your Dao mind, and it won't do you any good for your cultivation.

Trying to build a high-rise building without even laying a solid foundation is tantamount to self-destruction.

"It seems that you—both of you—have a moral surname, and you obviously know what you know, so you have to pretend that you don't understand!!" The homeless man looked at Xingyu and sneered, there was a faint flow of spiritual power in Song's body, and Chen Jia understood that this homeless man had reached the late stage of foundation building and was about to become a golden pill.

With such strength, although the cultivation world of the Han Kingdom is inexhaustible, it can also be regarded as a master of Fang, and it can also be mixed quite nourishingly in the circle of scattered cultivation.

Bi Jing Even among those big existences, there are not many Jindan masters, and most of the old monsters in their infancy are the founding ancestors of the major existences.

Only with a super-level existence, that strong foundation can cultivate a transcendent existence.

As for those who have reached the Golden Pill Infant Sect, there is no one who is not a person who is not gifted, otherwise with the current thin concentration of the earth, it is impossible for an ordinary monk to be able to cultivate to that point.

Seeing that the homeless man was only in the realm of building a foundation, Chen Jiaton had no expectations for the strength of the homeless man, and he also lost interest in watching the homeless man's performance, so he asked bluntly, "What is your relationship with the Chen family??"

"Go underground and ask your master!!" The homeless man did not answer Chen Jia's question, but chose to preemptively pounce on Chen Jia.

The sharp spirit blade was condensed into the palm of the tramp's hand and cut towards Chen Jia.

In a battle of this level against those people, taking the lead can often lead to a definite outcome, so from the perspective of the vagabond, it is clear that he is a man of old means.

However, Chen Jia's attack on the homeless man's high skills was also lacking in interest, and he didn't even have the desire to move, allowing the homeless man to slash at him.

Click!!

After the blade touched Chen Jia's shoulder again, it shattered instantly, and the homeless man felt that he had been beaten again—on the steel plate—as if he had been beaten again—and his palm instantly swollen and he lost consciousness.

"Oops!!"

After the homeless man touched Chen Jia's shoulder again, he realized that there was a huge gap in strength between himself and Chen Jia, and he shouted in his heart, and hurriedly retreated.

Chen Jia did not stop the homeless man's actions and allowed the homeless man to return to the same place.

"What's going on?? Do you want to keep fighting??" Chen Jia looked at the homeless man and asked playfully.

"You!!" The homeless man looked at his own swollen palms, and his eyes flashed with a look of horror.

To be able to have such a hard body, the realm is at least the late stage of Jindan.

The homeless man didn't expect that the Chen family would be willing to ask the power of the late Jindan to hunt him down in order to kill him.

Seeing Chen Jiana's playful smile, the homeless man understood that he was planted here today.

He didn't think he could escape from this narrow hole under the nose of Jindan's might.

As for holding Xingyu hostage, the homeless man didn't think that Chen Jia would do anything before he caught Xingyu.

In other words, the current baking is dead to the homeless.

After understanding his current situation, the homeless man's face suddenly appeared—the color of dead ashes, and he completely lost the desire to resist.

"If your skills are not as good as others, you can't blame others. After a while, the homeless man accepted the status quo and completely gave up treatment, and Jingran began to look at Chen Jia and smiled, "Actually, I also understand that sooner or later there will be such a day, even if the person who killed me is not you, someone else will eventually come over."

"The person Bi Jing wants to kill me is the Chen family, how can I, a little monk, escape the clutches of the Chen family??" The homeless man smiled self-deprecatingly, "You can do it."

"If I can die another Jindan powerful subordinate, it's worth it."

Chen Jia saw that this homeless man accepted his dying bake so quickly, and couldn't help but appreciate his mentality.

If you are given considerable cultivation resources, this person can also become a master.

However, even if the homeless man asked Chen Jia to do it, Chen Jia had no intention of killing the homeless man from the beginning, so naturally he would not do what the homeless man said.

After waiting for a while, the homeless man's eyes lit up with a hint of doubt, and he looked at Chen Jia, who still hadn't done anything, and asked puzzledly, "Why??"

"Therefore I said"

At this time, Xingyu behind the homeless man covered his stomach and smiled bitterly, his eyes were full of helplessness, "It's all a misunderstanding!!"

…… White River

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding??"

This time, the homeless man finally listened to Xingyu's words, and the whole person was completely stunned.

Aren't those people really here to hunt down and kill themselves??

Thinking of this, the homeless man went mad and resented his own stupid impulses.

Although the homeless man thought it was a bit strange that it was a misunderstanding, he didn't doubt Xingyu's real surname.

At this point, the homeless man also understood that there was no need for those people in Xingyu to lie to him at all.

Bi Jing's own life is now controlled by others, and the purpose of the Chen family is only to kill him to keep his mouth shut.

The homeless man couldn't find a reason why Chen Jia and Xingyu wanted to deceive him, and they couldn't make it up.

"Really, really a misunderstanding??" The homeless man thought for a long time, and then looked at Chen Jia and asked with some incredulity.

The homeless man felt that he was about to be cried stupidly by himself, and now he was offended for no reason - a golden pill power, even if it was a misunderstanding, then Chen Jia had enough reasons to kill himself.

In the cultivation world, it is common to start killing people if they don't agree.

Especially if a low-end monk provokes a high-level Cunzai, even if he is killed, he will be ridiculed by outsiders and deserves it

Therefore, after the homeless man listened to Xingyu's words, his originally tantalum attitude instantly became entangled and unwilling.

If he had been killed by the bounty man, then the homeless man would have nothing to say, and Bi Jing could also predict his own kind of baking, it was just a matter of time.

However, now that the homeless man feels that he will offend the power of Jindan for no reason due to his recklessness, the homeless man feels very unwilling just thinking about it.

Now no matter how homeless the man is, he can be regarded as seeing that Xingyu is almost Chen Jia's apprentice, but he has beaten a powerful apprentice of Jindan to a serious injury, and he is ready to kill that Jindan powerful apprentice

The homeless man doesn't think that a Jindan can have such a good heart, and he will let himself go easily.

However, the homeless man didn't understand that what happened in the bridge cave before was seen by Chen Jia, and that even Xingyu was seriously injured by Chen Jia, Chen Jia did it on purpose, the purpose was to stimulate Xingyu and arouse Xingyu's thirst for power.

From the current point of view, the effect seems to be good.

At least aroused the desire of Xingyu to become stronger, although it was still not obvious, but Chen Jia had the opportunity to stimulate Xingyu next.

And before, when the homeless man thought that Xingyu was an ordinary person, Chen Jia, who protected Xingyu again, also saw it in his eyes, and definitely would not choose to forget his surname.

The homeless man only mistakenly thought that Xingyu was here to kill him, and he didn't have any evil intentions, and Chen Jia naturally didn't have the intention of killing the homeless man.

Although Chen Jia had no intention of killing the homeless, the homeless man didn't understand what Chen Jia was thinking.

Now the homeless man thinks about whether to give up his dignity and kneels down to apologize to Chen Jia, in order to ask Chen Jia to spare his life.

But the homeless man couldn't kneel down for a while, and it was quite aggrieved to give up his dignity because of a misunderstanding.

Seeing that the emotions on the homeless man's face were getting more and more complicated, Chen Jiawei smiled and asked directly, "What's your name?"

"Please spare me??" The homeless man subconsciously began to beg Chen Jia for mercy, but before he could say that—halfway, the homeless man was stunned, and he didn't react for a while.

"Uncle Shi asked you what your name was!!" After Xingyu was treated by Chen Jia's spiritual power at this moment, he also regained his vitality, and then said angrily after the homeless man.

With Chen Jiazai-bian, Xingyu's courage has also increased.

Although Xingyu has no ill intentions towards the homeless, he has been beaten for no reason, and Xingyu also feels a little aggrieved.

"You—What are you?"

Seeing Xingyu walking directly to Chen Jia's side, the homeless man was even more shocked, Xingyu had obviously been seriously injured, and his spiritual power in his body was completely gone, but now he was so energetic, how could he look like he was seriously injured? ?

The homeless man couldn't believe that Xingyu's self-healing ability was so strong, and that kind of Chen's injury could recover in such a short time

For Yu Xingyu, the homeless man can also see that Xingyu has the strength of the Qi training period at most, although the attack he just now can't make Xingyu die, but it is more than enough to let Xingyu lie in bed for another year and a half.

But now that Xingyu is alive in front of him, this makes the homeless man reinvigorate Xingyu's self-healing ability, and at the same time, he also begins to have deep doubts about his own strength.

Could it be that he couldn't even hurt the brat of the Qi Refining Period just now??

—For a while, the homeless man's heart is as complicated as if he has knocked over a 5-flavor bottle.

"Let's leave this alone for now, let's honestly cooperate with Uncle Shi to answer the question." Xingyu looked at the homeless man's shocked appearance, and couldn't help but shake his head, "Don't worry, Uncle Shi hasn't done anything to you for so long, which means that Uncle Shi doesn't have the intention of killing you at all, just don't think nonsense."

By Xingyu like this, the homeless man's thoughts were also pulled back, and a hanging stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Anyway, at least the surname is temporarily saved.

"My name is White River." Without hesitation, the homeless man confessed his name to Chen Jia and Xingyu Tantalum.

"Shirakawa??" Chen Jia looked up and down—this man who was dressed in tatters and dirty, his eyes shone red, and asked Bai He softly, "As a foundation building monk, even this Han Kingdom can be regarded as a master of Fang, but in this dark and damp bridge cave and a group of homeless people live again—you and the Chen family, what grievances do you have?"

Hearing Chen Jia's question, Bai He's eyes changed slightly, and his eyes began to flutter.

What he was most afraid of was this question, if it weren't for the dust family, how could he be a monk in the foundation building period, how could he stay in such a dark and damp place and live like a wild dog every day?

Seeing that Bai He had the intention of avoiding this question, the corners of Chen Jia's mouth hooked slightly, and he said quietly, "If you want to be innocent, whether it is the Chen family or us, you can easily control your surname.

"We just happen to be interested in the things of the dust family, and you happen to understand something about the dust family."

"So, tell us."

As Chen Jia asked, Bai He also took a deep breath and began to look directly into Chen Jia's eyes, although Bai He's aura was still completely suppressed by Chen Jia.

Bai He forcibly held back the trembling in his heart, looked at Chen Jia and said, "Although you are a Jindan power, you can understand that these things of the Chen family are not of any benefit, and even the Chen family will point the finger at you."

"Are you—are you sure you're going to set yourself on fire??" Bai He looked at Chen Jia and Xingyu and asked extremely seriously.

And Chen Jia and Xingyu, who heard Bai He's question, laughed out loud in unison.

Dusty house??

…… The truth of concealment

In Zai Baihe's heart, the dust family is a quasi-super-level existence, and the Han Kingdom can be regarded as a giant existence.

There are countless masters in the dust family, and there are no more Jin Dan's existences, even the old monsters who are infantile, this kind of giant is not something that those people can afford to provoke.

Therefore, after Zai Baihe saw Chen Jia and Xingyu laughing, his eyes couldn't help but glow with doubt.

"What are you laughing at??" Bai He asked puzzledly, "I'm telling the truth, this secret is very important to some people in the Chen family, you understand that there is no benefit at all, but you will be hunted down by the Chen family."

"Are you—are you really going to be caught up in this vortex out of curiosity??" Bai He told Chen Jia at this time.

From Baihe's point of view, although Chen Jia is a Jindan power, when he faces the Chen family again, he still has no capital to resist.

"You don't have to worry about what the dust family will do to us, you just need to tell us what you understand now." Regarding Bai He's warning, Chen Jia didn't have the slightest intention at all, and said directly to Bai He.

Hearing Chen Jia's words, Bai He's heart was also full of helplessness, and he didn't care what happened to Chen Jia's people next, he said helplessly, "Since you insist on understanding, then you will be involved in this vortex in the future, and it is no wonder that I didn't remind you."

"Say." Chen Jia didn't say much—a word, and said lightly.

"I used to be the guard of the Chen family, and I was responsible for protecting the Chen family's descendants." Seeing that Chen Jia was unmoved, Bai He did not hesitate and spoke.

When the "Dust Family Guard" heard Bai He's words, looking at Bai He's current down-and-out appearance, Chen Jia also roughly guessed what grievances Bai He and the Chen family had.

It's nothing more than the infighting of the wealthy, and Bai He has become a victim of those high-level officials.

And seeing that Bai He did not hesitate to pretend to be a homeless man to avoid the pursuit of the Chen family, Bai He must also know a lot of the internal secrets of the Chen family.

"There are several factions in the Chen family, and each faction fights extremely fiercely, but those factions fight each other within the control of the elders of the Chen family, and the purpose is to promote the rapid development of the family."

"Although those people are intriguing all day long, they must unite when they are outward"

"I know all of that." Chen Jia directly interrupted what Bai He said, "To speed up the development of the family through internal comparison, if the control is good, it can indeed achieve a good effect, but this model has too many drawbacks, and it is necessary to have a person who controls the power of the decision, and it is easy to make the whole family go astray."

"But what does this kind of thing you are talking about have to do with your grievances with the Chen family??" Chen Jia also didn't have the patience to listen to Bai He analyze the factional structure within the Chen family, and those things were meaningless to Chen Jia at all.

In the 600 years of the Immortal Realm, there are no fewer sect empires established by Chen Jia, and naturally all means have been seen.

After Bai He was interrupted by Chen Jia again, he felt that Chen Jia's suppression of his qi was getting stronger and stronger, and the whole person couldn't help but stagnate, not daring to analyze the basic composition of the Chen family.

Bai He originally explained something to Chen Jia first, but now it seems that Chen Jia knows more than him, which makes Bai He feel slightly ashamed of having an axe.

Not daring to say those extraneous words, Bai He hurriedly went straight to the point with Chen Jia, and said, "There is a faction in the Chen family that is secretly colluding with other existences and wants to seize all the right to speak in the Chen family."

"But someone noticed that the man was colluding with the other being, so the man started investigating, and then the boss of the faction sent me and a few other guards to kill the man."

Speaking of this, Bai He couldn't help but have a bitter expression on his face, "We didn't understand who we were going to kill at first, but it wasn't until we saw her again that we realized that it was the eldest lady of the Chen family who wanted us to kill."

"After she told us the truth, she made a promise, saying that as long as she let us expose the behavior of that faction, she promised to give us a large amount of cultivation resources."

"In the end, we are all moved, Bi Jing is a monk like us, you must be innocent, and I don't need to say more, after we get some more benefits, we are ready to go to the head of the family with the eldest lady to expose it."

"So, you—you later failed, and the people of that faction had falsely accused you—first, and then you—you began to run for your life??" At this time, Chen Jia suddenly said lightly to Bai He, making Bai He slightly stunned.

"How could you" Bai He was a little puzzled, he hadn't even said anything about it, so Chen Jia told him all about his later experiences

"Look at your current state and you will understand, and the truth of the matter is more or less so." Chen Jia is also an ancestor who plays these methods, and when he was on the plane of immortals, he could easily provoke the contradiction between the two holy lands, how could he not see the low-level methods of those people in the dust family? ?

After Chen Jia understood the contradiction between Bai He and the Chen family, he understood that Bai He was just a victim of the power struggle of the Chen family, and he didn't understand the core secrets of the Chen family at all, and it was not worth the dust family spending a lot of money to hunt down.

Therefore, there is no need for Baihe to suffer here because of the dust family, and Baihe is not qualified to let the dust family take it seriously to the point where it must be killed.

In other words, Bai He hid his true purpose here from Chen Jia.

Maybe Shirakawa wasn't lying, but he didn't say the real point.

However, Chen Jia's interest in the dust family is all due to the fact that the black market plenary held by the dust family has people related to the new moon, and in addition, the dust family has no qualifications worthy of Chen Jia's reconsideration.

Of course, maybe the battle of the dust family will have something to do with the person who looks like the crescent moon, but Chen Jia doesn't think that Bai He can touch that level.

"You and the Chen family's grievances are put aside for the time being, I'm very curious now" Chen Jia looked at Bai He again and asked, "Who told you to hide here??"