Suddenly, the streets were filled with people, and they began to stir like dominoes. The cries of children, the screams of women, and the angry shouts of men are endless.

Lu Dafu was squeezed to the side of the street, revealing a wide unmanned passage in the middle.

Two strong men, with short sticks in their hands, opened the way in the middle. They slapped and picked up their sticks, and when they stood in the middle, they were picked to the side of the road.

An eight-lift agarwood bridge appeared in the middle of the street. The strong momentum of the group forced passers-by to retreat to both sides involuntarily.

Suddenly, a child's cry came into Lu Dafu's ears, and the voice was very familiar to him, it was the voices of Xiaodong and Xiaoqiang. The two children, who were not taken care of by adults, were injured in the crowd and started crying.

The son's crying was heart-wrenching, and Lu Dafu squeezed out the flow of people and looked in the direction of the crying.

As soon as he squeezed out of the human wall, a man with a short stick struck him with a stick. As if hit by a sledgehammer, Lu Dafu leaned back and stepped back.

After taking a few steps back, Lu Dafu endured the pain in his heart and ran in the direction of his son's crying. In his heart, everything is not important, the most important thing is to find Xiaodong and Xiaoqiang, and then take them home safely.

The man who opened the way, the first blow did not use force, but only forced pedestrians to pass. Lu Dafu didn't know how to practice, and rushed into the middle aisle, and the man increased his strength and hit Lu Dafu's chest with a stick.

Lu Dafu seemed to hear the creaking sound of bones, and a sharp pain made him bend down, almost shrinking into a wall.

Xiaodong and Xiaoqiang's cries were terrible, and Lu Dafu stumbled straight up and rushed towards the sound.

The two men have already walked through the road, and the agarwood bridge behind is separated by three zhang away. Lu Dafu looked for the cry, and unconsciously walked behind the man who opened the way.

The man's face became gloomy, and he said to Lu Dafu: "Do you really want to die?"

Lu Dafu said anxiously: "I'm sorry, I'm looking for my son." ”

"You are looking for your son, where is your son?"

"I just heard the sound right here!"

Lu Dafu looked for the direction of Xiaodong and Xiaoqiang's crying again, and there was a lot of noise around him, and there was no crying of Xiaodong and Xiaoqiang.

Maybe the child was so badly injured that he couldn't even cry. Lu Dafu said anxiously: "I heard their voices just now!"

The momentum of the other man who opened the way radiated and shook back the people in the middle of the street. He said to Lu Dafu: "They?"

Lu Dafu said: "Yes, my two twin sons are usually very obedient. ”

The two men who opened the way glanced at each other, and the man who was closest swept towards Lu Dafu with a stick, and shouted: "I wanted to spare your life, but you didn't know what to do, and scolded me for being your son." ”

The two of them also happen to be twin brothers, and after learning martial arts, they have been working with the city lord and have won the respect of the city lord. In Pengcheng, the two brothers are masters that everyone knows and everyone knows.

He didn't know that Lu Dafu also had twin sons, thinking that after Lu Dafu was beaten twice, he changed his way to insult them. swept out this stick, and used all his strength to beat Lu Dafu far away.

After Lu Dafu flew out a few feet, he fell to the ground, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken. His internal organs were displaced, and large mouthfuls of blood spat out.

The agarwood bridge gradually approached the small door, and the bridge was wide and could not be entered through the small door. The two big men guarding the door left one behind, and the other ran into the school palace to report the news.

After a few moments, a lean old man greeted the door. The bridge leaned forward, and a middle-aged man with a rich wife walked out, arched his hand to the old man, and walked into the small door under the escort of several people. The agarwood bridge was carried by four people and stopped at the wall.

The old man and the middle-aged man walked a few steps, and suddenly looked at the crowded crowd on the street. He rose into the air, and in a flash he was above a stream of people.

The old man flew in the air, that was something that only a god could do. There was a loud noise and exclamations in the crowd.

The old man landed on the ground, and the people around him were subjected to an invisible air pressure and dispersed towards the opening. The old man said to the little girl in front of him: "The roots and bones are good, and they are rare in ten thousand years." Are you willing to go with me to the Holy Sword Sect?"

This little girl is the front, begging her mother to let Lu Dafu's child go. Her big watery eyes looked at her mother who was holding her hand. The five or six-year-old child didn't know what it meant to cultivate immortals, so he handed over the right to choose to his mother.

The surprise that fell from the sky made the lady speechless with excitement. She nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, we do!"

She pulled the little girl and said, "Silly boy, call the master quickly." ”

The mother's words were orders, and the little girl saluted respectfully to the old man and called "master".

The old man waved his hand and said, "I am not qualified to accept apprentices now, only the disciples of the middle court are qualified to accept apprentices." I'm just in charge of going to Pengcheng to select the preparatory disciples. ”

He pulled the little girl past and lifted her into the air to fly towards the palace.

Every parent looks forward to their children being favored by the immortal, and it is their greatest expectation to be able to embark on the path of immortality. But when it came time to really separate, it was as uncomfortable as ripping off their hearts.

The noble lady stretched out her hand into the air, grabbed her daughter from afar, and cried: "Xiao Xin, practice hard, remember to come back to see your father and mother after becoming an immortal." ”

She originally brought her children to see the excitement, but she didn't expect her daughter to be favored by the immortals. The separation of flesh and blood is imminent, and she is reluctant to give up, but for the sake of her daughter's development and future. She suppressed her crying and tried to squeeze out a smile and waved at her daughter.

The three house slaves said hello to the noble lady together, and the young lady went to cultivate the immortals. The old man's family will surely rise and rise steadily. A few of their house slaves, the seven-rank officials in front of the prime minister, will also follow suit.

Fly into the air and the vision becomes wider. For the first time, the little girl looked down at the ground in the air, and felt extremely curious and fresh. Children of a few years old are naturally natural, and they don't know that cultivating immortals is to get rid of the red dust and be separated from their parents and people in the world.

She looked around curiously and saw Lu Dafu crawling on the ground. After Lu Dafu vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, he was already unconscious. Affected by the opening of the road by the city lord and his entourage, the rioting crowd quickly quieted down and did not crowd.

A vacant space was formed around Lu Dafu, some people pointed at it, some people regretted it, and more people ignored it indifferently and bypassed it.

The little girl pulled the old man and said, "Master, that person was beaten away by others, and he crawled on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, can you save him?"

The old man glanced at Lu Dafu and said, "A peasant, what are you doing to save him?" The two flew over the wall and landed in the school palace.

The middle-aged man of the rich lady was the lord of Pengcheng, and he said to the old man, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Liu for discovering a good seedling. When I passed by, I found that this girl had strange bones. It's a pity that I can't participate in recruiting disciples due to the teacher's regulations, otherwise I would have brought you in myself. ”

The old man kept holding the little girl's hand, and he said to the little girl, "What's your name?"

The little girl said crisply: "My name is Xiaoxin." ”

"What's your father's name?"

"My father's name is Murong Kuan, and my mother's name is Song Xiaoqiao. ”

The old man said, "Then your name is Murong Xin?"

"Master, my name is Murong Xiaoxin. ”

The little girl paused for a moment and said, "Master, go and save the person who is crawling on the ground, he is so pitiful!"

The old man glanced at the Peng City Lord and said, "That man's ribs are mostly broken, and his internal organs have been pierced by broken bones, so he basically has no chance of surviving." ”

The lord of Pengcheng said: "He humiliated my subordinates one after another, and he couldn't obey the public if he didn't punish him severely. Senior Brother Liu didn't pay attention to him. ”

He looked at the little girl and said, "I can't see it, you have a good heart." ”

Murong Xiaoxin said: "I saw it with my mother, he just went to find his son, and he didn't humiliate your subordinates!"

Lu Dafu was anxious to find the child, and after she couldn't move forward, she was always in front of them, and she noticed Lu Dafu.

The Peng City Lord said with displeasure on his face: "What do the children know, follow Senior Brother Liu to the Immortal Gate to cultivate." In the future, after cultivating the positive fruit and achieving the heavenly immortals, he will come out to take charge of a city and benefit the people. ”

The child didn't know how to check his face, and he didn't see the change in the face of the Pengcheng Lord. She took the old man's hand and begged, "Master, he is very pitiful, go and save him!" He called the names of the two children from noon until the time he was wounded, and his voice was hoarse. ”

The Pengcheng lord was stunned in his heart, could it be that the peasant really had two sons? If so, it was his subordinates who wronged him.