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Between the mountains, on the narrow mountain path, Yang Fan strode forward with a package in one hand, I don't know when, the tears have been completely dried, but Yang Fan's expression is extremely tenacious!!

"Daddy, mother, the child swears that he will break through the Bronze Man Alley and not let you down!!"

Those of the inferior bloodline of the Nine Ranks, the talent is so low, even if they have practiced penance for ten or twenty years, they may not be able to open the pulse and enter the realm of the Four Heavens, not to mention passing through the Bronze Man Alley that even many Fourfold Heaven warriors are afraid of in just five years!!

Although Yang Fan has a stubborn personality and is quite a bit unwilling to hit the south wall, he is not a brainless person who is so insistent because he relies on him!!

Thinking of the strange things that happened last night, Yang Fan's heart immediately became hot, and even his pace was much brisker!!

Mozhu Peak - an inconspicuous small peak in the Qianli Qixing Mountain Range, no more than a hundred zhang high, because on it, there are pieces of swaying Mozhu forest and get its name. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are hundreds of thousands of miscellaneous disciples of the Seven Star Sect, and it is naturally impossible for so many miscellaneous disciples to live in one place, but are scattered on small peaks such as Mozhu Peak, the number of people varies, the number is thousands, and the few are only a few hundred, and Yang Fan is one of the six hundred miscellaneous disciples on Mozhu Peak!!

Soon, the sunset gradually receded, after nearly three hours of wild running, all the way over eighteen mountains, when he saw a mountain peak with heavy ink shadows, full of more than ten meters tall, the thickness of the bowl mouth and the whole body of black mangosteen, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, arrived, that is the peak of Mozhu!!

Striding onto Mozhu Peak, Yang Fan did not follow the mountain path to the gathering place of miscellaneous disciples located halfway up the mountainside, but instead plunged straight into the Mozhu forest on the side from the edge of the path.

I found a hidden place that was inaccessible, my hands were like shovels, I dug out a deep pit, and stuffed the white jade bottle containing the top-grade Tongmai Pill in my arms into the burden containing a thousand taels of silver, and buried the burden in it.

After everything was packed up and marked, Yang Fan stepped back on the mountain road, carrying the burden containing the clothes sewn by his mother Luo Yun and walking towards the residence halfway up the mountain!!

There is a flat land in the middle of the Mozhu Peak, with an area of hundreds of acres of fields, on which a small bungalow built of red bricks is built, which is where the six hundred miscellaneous disciples of Mozhu Peak live.

At this moment, all the miscellaneous disciples were idle, and they gathered in groups of three or five on a vacant lot in front of the bungalow, some chatting, some holding clay pots and gulping food, and some shirtless and smearing herbs on their bodies..................

And in the middle of the clearing, a young man with angular facial features, triangular eyes, and a tiger's back was lying on the rocking chair leisurely.......

It is true that Yang Fan's talent is low, but he has always believed that diligence can make up for his shortcomings, and his cultivation is hard, and there are few people in the entire Mozhu Peak who can compare with him!!

And the cause of the incident was just because Yang Fan couldn't get used to the domineering of this thunderstorm and said a fair word for others, but he was hated to this day, maliciously making things difficult again and again, and trampling on his dignity again and again.............. made Yang Fan want to crush his bones and scatter ashes.

But the reason in his heart admonished him, endure, endure, endure!

Thunderstorm is the undisputed first person in their Mozhu Peak, he has already entered the realm of the Four Heavens as early as a year ago, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is expected to break through the Bronze Man Alley this year and be promoted to the outer gate, which is far from being matched by him, a martial artist with a heavy blood vein!!

If you really want to do it, there will never be a second possibility except to be humiliated in vain!!

"Yang Fan is back from seeing his relatives!!"

I don't know who shouted, and the eyes of hundreds of miscellaneous disciples in the open space were all focused on Yang Fan, who had just come in, to be precise, it should be the burden in Yang Fan's hands.

In particular, the several miscellaneous disciples behind the thunderstorm were staring at the burden in Yang Fan's hands like hungry wolves.

"Yo he! What a big burden, Yang Fan, your parents seem to have brought you a lot of good things this time, Luo Cheng, come over and show me !!" Thunderstorm lying on the recliner turned over casually and waved at a majestic young man behind him.

"Yes, Senior Brother Lei!!"

After the majestic young man called Luo Cheng answered, he walked towards Yang Fan with a cruel smile, "Waste, bring !!."

Yang Fan's teeth immediately clenched together, and his hands clutched the burden in his hands tightly!!

Even though Yang Fan had already expected this scene when he returned to the mountain, and hid the most important silver and Tongmai Pill, when he really encountered all this, an indescribable sense of humiliation immediately surged in his heart!!

"What are you staring at, and you don't pee like your bear?" Believe it or not, Lao Tzu dug out your dog's eyes!!" Scolding, Luo Cheng directly grabbed the corner of the burden, "Waste, bring it to Lao Tzu!!"

With one force, he was ready to snatch the burden in Yang Fan's hands.

"Don't !!" an unwilling roar, Yang Fan grabbed the burden and refused to let go.

"Damn, the waste still dares to resist, it's really against the sky!!" Luo Cheng glared widely, scolded, and kicked Yang Fan's stomach as soon as his right leg was raised.

"Bang !!"

Yang Fan was kicked directly to the ground, and the whole person rolled on the ground a few times, and it was difficult to get up for a while.

"Senior Brother Lei, Yang Fan's burden !!"

Without glancing at Yang Fan, who fell to the ground, Luo Chengsan came to the thunderstorm in two steps and respectfully handed Yang Fan's package.

Thunderstorm turned over and sat up, took the burden handed over by Luo Cheng, and recklessly rummaged through Yang Fan's burden in front of Yang Fan, the master!!

"Poor Yang Fan!"

A touch of pity flashed in the eyes of many miscellaneous disciples, but none of them dared to say a word for Yang Fan, the world of martial arts, the weak eat the strong, the strong are respected, the thunderstorm is not only strong in its own strength, it is the first person they deserve in Mozhufeng, it is said that in the outer gate, there is also a lot of relationship, not to mention them, even a few major stewards have to give them three points of thin face, dare not easily offend the thunderstorm!

"TMD, is there any mistake! It's just such a broken thing!!" The thunderstorm that was originally full of joy and looked at Yang Fan's baggage, suddenly cursed, and rummaged through, but there were only so many clothes and shoes, and he didn't even find half a tael of silver.

With a squint of eyes, the thunderstorm's pair of triangular eyes and poisonous snakes looked at Yang Fan, "Yang Fan, how can you be regarded as a child of the family, your father and mother rarely saw you once, so they brought you so many tattered clothes, broken shoes, silver, and elixirs?"

Rags?

Broken shoes?

Yang Fan, who had just recovered his strength, stared at the thunderstorm with bloodshot eyes when he heard this, clenched his teeth, his fists clenched, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palms.

If it weren't for the fact that he still had some reason to tell him that with his shallow cultivation, not to mention dealing with the thunderstorm, the first person to deal with thunderstorms, even Luo Cheng and a few other doglegs would be able to torture him to death, Yang Fan would almost rush up and fight hard!!

The clothes, the shoes, but his mother sewed them with a needle and a thread, in his heart, are a hundred times more precious than those silk satin, rare treasure boots!!

"Hurt Lao Tzu to look forward to it for a long time, waste is waste, not only his own waste, but also the things sent at home are also waste!! "I didn't find half a tael of silver, half a pill, the thunderstorm looked unhappy, and the fist in his hand was urged, and a punch was swung out!!

"Puff !!"

The sharp fist wind directly shook the clothes and shoes sewn by her mother Luo Yun herself, along with the baggage, into pieces and scattered them all over the ground!!

"Ahh!!h

With a terrible beast roar, the blood meridians on Yang Fan's forehead exploded, and his chest rose and fell violently as if pulling a bellows, and an anger, an irrepressible and indescribable anger, rushed straight to Yang Fan's brain!!

At this moment, the remnants of reason were engulfed in raging anger, and his eyes spurted blood, like a beast that had been thoroughly enraged, trying to choose someone to devour!!

Kill! Kill him!!

"Boom !!"

The breath in the body is like boiling water, as if it is about to burst out!!

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