Huo Zhanpeng walked along the street, although the speed was not slow, but he no longer had the appearance of roaring as quickly. Since the young man named Zhang Xiaodao may be related to Brother Qing'er, it will not be only himself who notices him. Although he thought of this layer, the young man didn't take it to heart, no matter who paid attention to him, who blocked it, just hit it.

When passing through Pinghe Road, Huo Zhanpeng saw a sedan chair parked in the narrow alley next to the road. A black figure flashed and disappeared into the corner door next to the sedan chair, and a young man who looked like a scholar poked his head out of the door and forgot about it, seeing that no one noticed this, he hurriedly closed the door, and the sedan chair flickered along the alley again.

Although Huo Zhanpeng had a trace of doubt in his heart, he had something in his heart at this time, and he didn't think too much about it. He didn't expect that it was such a glimpse that he would have the opportunity to discover an ongoing conspiracy.

After a few more turns, the houses on both sides of the street began to become dilapidated, and the street surface turned from yellow sand to mud.

The three teenagers looked at the streets and alleys like mud ponds and frowned, and were about to continue walking, when suddenly a hoof sound sounded from a distance, and in a blink of an eye, the wind blew over, splashing layers of mud waves, and people on both sides of the street rushed to avoid each other, shouting and scolding became one.

Following this group of people closely, they came to a small courtyard after a while, and a group of soldiers hulala surrounded the courtyard, and a green-shirted scribe came out of the team.

Huo Zhanpeng was too excited to learn the news of Brother Qing'er, and now that he has reached the realm, how can he bear it when such a group of soldiers appears?

Luo Jian and Shuiyue brothers and sisters, who were following behind, were trying to stop the steamed buns and hide, watching and watching, but they didn't expect that this young man had disappeared for half a year, but his temperament was still as violent as thunder, and he didn't even stop at his feet, and rushed straight over. Since the sect master let his brother and sister follow him, how could the two of them look at the steamed buns and wade into danger alone, each holding a long sword, and also rushed out.

Qu Feihong had already noticed that there was a hidden force near Shajiadian, and today he received a secret report that some unknown people had come to the courtyard where Zhang Xiaodao's brothers and sisters lived, and he knew that nine times out of ten it was related to Mr. Mu, who had escaped, so he immediately brought people here.

Qu Feihong is not like his eldest brother and third brother, he thinks about loyalty to the country and the country, he reads a lot of books, and he is conceited and talented, but he repeatedly fails to try, so he pulls people to gather in the mountains and forests. With money, Qu Feihong still hasn't forgotten his original intention of going out and going to the prime minister, even in the years when he was taken by the government and thrown into prison, his heart never died. Today, he and the two brothers occupied this Shajiadian, he didn't want to hang himself on a tree in the Jian family, and now that he finally climbed the relationship of the Thunder Mansion, Qu Feihong certainly didn't want to be ruined.

The brothers brought today are all good hands in the army, although it is nothing to take out one alone, but this is a full eighty-one good hands, both offensive and defensive. Cooperate with each other, even if those so-called cultivators come, they have to retreat. Originally, Qu Feihong was very confident, he wanted to see who the forces that had been hiding in the shadows were today, and now they were in formation, just waiting for the harvest, but he didn't expect a fire behind him. There was only one person in that young man, but it was this one person, waving a pair of fists, chopping melons and vegetables all the way, and in an instant, this elite army was torn apart and collapsed. The steamed bun roared all the way through the military formation, and rushed to the front of the Qingshan scribe, and the reason for capturing the thief and capturing the king first The steamed bun naturally understands.

Qu Feihong didn't expect that he came in a hurry, but in the end he didn't catch anyone else, but carried himself in.

"Thank you!" Steamed Bun held Qu Feihong in one hand, staring at the direction of the courtyard gate with wide eyes, he never thought that it was Jing Qian who came out of the courtyard, the sword was still the same sword, and the person was still the same person, but I don't know why, Steamed Bun always felt that this guy was missing the sharp strength. When I asked Liushanzhuang at the beginning, although I had only beaten him a few times, in the eyes of Mantou, Jing Qian was a sharp sword out of the sheath, bloodthirsty and sharp. But now that feeling is gone, as if the sword is covered with dust and the pearl is in the box. Although this kid has lost his momentum, his temper has not changed, and the words thank you are still stiff and heavy.

Jing Qian walked out of the courtyard and stood sideways by the door, and after a while, an old man wearing a blue and blue satin dough jacket walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and a young man behind him, holding a teapot respectfully, followed step by step, and a dozen soapy young men with long swords on their backs supported the old man. The group, except for Jing Qian who said hello to the steamed bun, the others all swaggered forward, and they didn't even glance at the steamed bun.

"Hey——。 The steamed bun screamed, and the old man continued to move forward as if he had not heard it. The anger that had just subsided in the steamed bun rose again.

"Master Xue, Master Xue stays. Luo Jian followed behind the steamed buns, this way, what kind of temper is the steamed buns, where would Luo Jian not know? Look at this young man who is like a thunderbolt, he is already on the verge of exploding, although he knows that the identity of the steamed bun is no longer what it used to be, and he will not be afraid of anyone in Jianfeng, but if he can avoid conflict, it is naturally better to be harmonious.

"Do you know me?" The old man in the jacket turned around, he didn't know Luo Jian, but he recognized the blood-red little sword on Luo Jian's collar, although he knew that none of the people standing here today were good at stubble, and it was better to get out sooner, but now he had no choice but to stop, after all, few people in Sword Peak had the courage to ignore the existence of the Blood Sword Hall.

"I had a relationship with Master Xue when I asked Liushanzhuang before, and Master Xue was busy, so he probably didn't care. Luo Jian's posture is very low, this is his nature and his habit, "This one is from Thunder God Mountain." Luo Jian pointed to the steamed bun that was carrying Qu Feihong who was staring at Xue Fan's luck, he didn't say the name of the steamed bun, let alone the identity of the thunder god messenger, he knew that the steamed bun didn't like to talk about this identity too much. Green

The name of Thunder God Mountain is too loud, the Thunder Mansion supervises the sects of the world, and now that the imperial court is powerful, which sect dares to ignore the Thunder Mansion? Not to mention the Sword Peak that is in the same county as the Thunder Mansion.

"I don't know what the little brother is called, what is the role in Thunder God Mountain?" Hearing Luo Jian's introduction, Xue Fan couldn't stop, but he still wanted to figure out the importance of steamed buns, and asked Liu Villa to belong to Yunzhongjian, his status in Jianfeng is relatively transcendent, and those battles in the secular world have never had much to do with the villa, if steamed buns are just an ordinary role in Thunder God Mountain, Xue Fan really doesn't plan to give him too much face, there are many entanglements between Jian Feng and Thunder Mansion, Xue Fan doesn't believe that this mighty young man will really be rough with himself.

When the scribe who was held in his hand by the steamed bun heard the three words of Thunder God Mountain, his body, which had been struggling, suddenly quieted down, just quietly waiting for the steamed bun to respond.

"What are you doing here?" Mantou Li ignored Xue Fan's question, and walked towards Xue Fan with Qu Feihong in his hand, thunder on the red armor on his body.

Taking a deep breath, although Xue Fan has been living in the villa all the year round to study his flowers and plants, he is not an unknowledgeable person, now just by looking at the young man in front of him, he knows that he is in trouble today, Qingyan Battle Armor, this young man has not only cultivated the "Puhua Heavenly Book", but also refined in the "Qingyan Pool", Xue Fan did not dare to hold it up again, so he had to take a few steps forward.

"That's the case, Childe also knows that some changes have occurred in the villa a few days ago, and now many places have been rebuilt, repaired, and have not yet recovered, so I took the apprentice out to travel, and it happened that some time ago, the sister of the knife came to me to see the disease, and I didn't know each other when I came and went, and I couldn't see the figures of the brothers and sisters for a few days, so I came to see if there was something wrong. Xue Fan explained with a smile, as if he had really come to visit the patient.

When asking Liushanzhuang, the steamed bun looked at Xue Fan who was not so pleasing to the eye, and listened to Xue Fan finish speaking, but he didn't say anything, and still walked towards the courtyard with Qu Feihong in his hand.

It doesn't matter if the steamed bun moves, the dozens of sergeants behind him are worried about the commander, although they know that they are invincible, they still surround them, so that the long knife is in front and the crossbow arrow is behind, although they are not shocked, they can see the steamed bun and nod secretly.

The more than a dozen Sword Peak disciples who were guarding Xue Fan's side did not show weakness, and each holding the spirit sword also set up a formation, without the slightest intention of retreating.

The steamed bun didn't seem to see this, and still strode forward, his empty hand was already covered with a layer of crimson fist armor, and the thunder and fire kept swimming, as if they would explode at any time.

"Retreat, retreat" Xue Fan and Qu Feihong shouted there in unison, and as soon as the voice came out, the two of them were stunned at the same time, glanced at each other, and then turned their heads to scold their subordinates.

The soldiers who were lined up in a neat line heard Qu Feihong's voice and immediately retreated. The dozen or so Sword Peak disciples didn't act immediately, and they turned their gaze to the first disciple together, until the disciple nodded, and then gave way to a passage. Jing Qian stood aside from beginning to end, just staring coldly, holding a long sword in his hand, but not moving at all.

As if no one was next to the steamed bun, he walked into the yard, and a tiger-headed two-winged beast appeared in the yard out of thin air. Xiao Gray has grown taller than half a year ago, the jade horns on his forehead are no longer pure white, but with golden red silk threads, his eyes are like agate, and his body is covered with a layer of blue-gold glass-like thunder armor, and the huge wings and thick hooves and claws are full of thunder and fire. As soon as Xiao Ash landed on the ground, the huge tiger head rubbed against the steamed bun, and then blew around the yard like a gust of wind, and stood in front of the steamed bun and roared softly.

Xue Fan waited outside the courtyard, his heart was not calm, he originally thought that the three people surnamed Weng were finally dead, and from then on he asked Liu Shanzhuang that it was finally his turn to be in charge, how did he know that this feeling had not been enjoyed for a few days, Jian Tiannan gave an order, and he actually wanted to refine the Su Ling Pill by himself.

After many days and nights of running and toiling, she finally got a little eyebrows, especially when she found Yezi, many of her performances are consistent with the records in "Su Linglu", and Xue Fan is like a treasure. Originally, I thought that Zhang Xiaodao's brother and sister were from poor backgrounds, and no one would notice, but I didn't expect that after just a few days of hard work, the two of them disappeared without a trace, and now they met this stunned guy in the Thunder Mansion, and if they delayed it any longer, when would they be able to find someone and refine the Su Ling Pill?

Just thinking about it, a fierce beast came out of the courtyard, with a single tiger head and horns, thunder and fire on its huge wings, thunder flashed in its blood-red eyes from time to time, and its thick hooves and claws stepped on the ground, and the ground was scorched black in an instant.

Being stared at like this by a fierce beast that had always seemed to come from the Nine Hells Mansion, whether it was Xue Fan or his apprentice, his heart had almost stopped beating, and his legs couldn't stop trembling. I didn't hear what the young man on the back of the beast said, so he was pulled up in a daze and thrown on the back of the beast. Then there was a burst of clouds and fog, and when I stepped on the ground again, I saw a mansion in front of me.