Put Qian Xiaoli by the fire, the tip of her tongue sliding over the corner of her lips.

"Chick, you roast me a tiger leg meat to eat. ”

"Okay Brother Xuan"

"Hey, hey..."

Tang Xuan put his hands behind his waist and smiled evilly, swaggered up, looked at it with a playful look in his eyes, and was entangled in the roots and branches of the tree, only one head was exposed, and his throat was also locked tightly, and it was difficult for him to breathe.

"It's just you, why did you come to kill me?"

Tang Xuan stood in front of a fat man, slapped him lightly with his right hand, his whole face turned red, and his pupils began to bulge.

The branches that wrapped around the fat man, as if they were alive, the two branches in his throat slowly relaxed, and the fat man was able to gasp for breath.

After more than a dozen breaths, he had a fierce glint in his eyes and shouted.

"Bastard, I want you dead. ”

Tang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he snorted coldly, and his right hand was as fast as lightning, pinching the fat man's throat.

"Those who know the times are Junjie, there are only two roads in front of you, live or die. ”

The fat man stared at Tang Xuan with bulging eyes, brewing for a long time, and a mouthful of thousand-year-old phlegm flew out of his mouth and sprayed directly on Tang Xuan's handsome cheeks.

Tang Xuan's eyes erupted with anger, he snorted coldly, and turned his head to avoid a mouthful of yellow phlegm.

Without waiting for Tang Xuan to get angry and rectify this fat man, the two branches had already begun to move, like two ropes around the fat man's throat, pulling tighter and tighter, and seeing that he couldn't breathe air, he was dying.

"Chick, don't kill him. ”

Tang Xuantou didn't reply, knowing that it was Qian Xiaoli who was secretly manipulating these branches.

"Okay, Brother Xuan"

Qian Xiaoli held Tang Xuanfei's sword and cut off four pieces of good leg meat and prepared for barbecue.

"I give one of you a chance to live, and whoever says what I want to know first, he can leave safely. ”

Tang Xuan's face was frosty, he was sneering with his nose, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he found that there were four people inside who were not afraid of his gaze, but the young man with a handsome face and sword eyebrows did not dare to look directly at Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan already had a plan in his heart, his big fist was like a hammer, he knocked the three people unconscious, walked in front of the handsome young man, didn't take him to speak, locked the throat of the handsome young man, and the two branches slowly loosened.

The young man let out a long breath, and after five breaths, his eyes were fearful and evasive.

"Say it"

The young man pursed his lips and did not say a word.

Tang Xuan sneered twice, his right hand was opened, and he was washed clean by Qian Xiaoli, and the flying sword was like a streamer sinking and floating in front of him.

"Go"

The flying sword seemed to understand Tang Xuan's intentions, and the blade slashed through the fat man's left ear, and the bloody ear flew in front of the young man.

The fat man in a coma screamed in pain.

"Ahh

The frightened young man's eyes were like brass bells, he screamed loudly, and his body wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move a single step, and the whole person was like a mummy.

Tang Xuan clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the moon.

"Life belongs to you, and you only have one life. ”

"All secrets and riches are illusory in the face of life. ”

"Don't you say I'm going to cut off your ears, nose, gouge out your eyes, and finally cut off your third leg. ”

"Give you three breaths. ”

When the young man heard that his third leg was about to be cut off, he shuddered and was no longer silent.

"I said, I said. ”

"A red-robed immortal who calls himself Wu Gang, he said that as long as he kills you, he will accept the six of us as inner disciples. ”

"And it can't be revealed to anyone, otherwise we'll be wiped out. ”

Tang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, his lips slowly moved and whispered, "Wu Gang, who is Wu Gang, why did he put me to death?"

"What does that guy look like?"

The young people were stumbling and spitting, as if they were in a quandary.

"This..."

"Say"

"The man was wearing a face toil, and I couldn't see clearly. ”

Tang Xuan's face was gloomy, his eyes swirled back and forth in his sockets, and he closed his eyes and looked at the purple and black rice grains in the Qi Sea Cave, 'This should be condensed by snake venom. ’

The young man watched Tang Xuan's every move intently, and when he closed his eyes, his heart was half cold, his eyes were already covered with mist, and his voice was hoarse.

"Immortal Chief, Immortal Chief, it was that Wu Gang who forced us to kill you, it's none of our business. ”

Tang Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and gently patted the young man's face with his right hand.

"Dude said he would let you go, he would definitely let you go, you don't have to worry. ”

The chick let him go. ”

"Okay, Brother Xuan"

The roots and branches that bound the young man quickly returned to their original positions, and the young man squatted on the ground with a big horse, hurriedly got up and knelt in front of Tan Xuan, kowtowing and admitting his mistake.

"Thank you, Immortal, thank you Immortal for sparing your life. ”

Tang Xuan stretched out his hand like a fly.

"Get out of here. ”

The young man crawled to the north with a rolling belt, ran more than a thousand meters, a trace of cruel light crossed the corner of his eye, and looked back at Tang Xuan's direction. Grasp the hilt of your sword and continue north.

In the dark clouds in the sky, the bearded monk held his long beard and looked at the far north.

Wu Gang clasped his fists behind him and bowed.

"Master, this is..."

"Senior brother, you won't do such a thing. ”

"Could it be the second master's disciple, Zhou Hao?"

"Don't rush to make a conclusion, that girl suddenly has an extra wood attribute, and it exceeds the six-star talent. ”

"Master, let's go next..."

Before Wu Gang could finish speaking, the bearded monk was thoughtful, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.

"Although Tang Xuan worships Ying'er as a teacher on the surface, he does not bow down, so he can't be asked to misunderstand us from the beginning, you are going to do this now... Arrange it. ”

"Yes, Master"

Wu Gang listened to the idea of the beautiful bearded monk, and a smile appeared on his face, bowed to him with a fist, and stepped away with his sword.

The bearded monk smiled happily, his eyes staring at Tang Xuan and Qian Xiaoli munching on tiger meat.

Tang Xuan devoured a piece of barbecue with two slaps on his hand, and Qian Xiaoli obediently took out a yellow handkerchief to dry his mouth.

Tang Xuan squatted beside Zhao Tianyi and pinched his nose with two fingers.

A minute later, Zhao Tianyi got up with a wave of his hands and hugged Tang Xuan, big tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

"Brother Xuan, I thought I was dead. ”

Tang Xuan patted him on the shoulder and smiled happily.

"You won't die if you mess with my brother. ”

Then he woke Sun Huang up, he stood on a high place and looked at the edge of the cliff, a golden snake lay on the ground motionless, and gave Tang Xuan a thumbs up

"Brother-in-law is good. ”

The four of them sat by the fire, and Qian Xiaoli explained how she had the wood attribute, and Tang Xuan killed the boss of the Six Musketeers in Shanxi with one sword.

Tang Xuan and the three of them stripped off their clothes and pants, and changed into the Shanxi Six Musketeers, each holding a three-and-a-half-foot Qingfeng in their left hand, looking like a beautiful son.

Zhao Tianyi grinned, pulled out his long sword and drew twice in the air.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Open Danfeng's eyes and look at Tang Xuan.

"Brother Xuan, you can control the flying sword. ”

Sun Huang also stared at Tang Xuan with burning eyes.

Tang Xuan smiled at the corner of his eyes, and his divine sense entered the Qi Sea Acupoint, and there was a golden flying sword inside, suspended under a golden rice grain the size of his little thumb, spinning wildly.

"Out"

A golden three-foot-long flying sword hovered beside Tang Xuan.

Zhao Tian held the flying sword with saliva and tried the feeling of flying into the sky.

Sun Huang is not much better, his eyes are full of stars, his hooked nose has never left his upper lip to rub on his own, and his feet are like stepping on a flying sword and trying to fly.

When the four of them played Yin, Sun Huang took a long sword and danced back and forth in the clearing.

Tang Xuan closed his eyes and sat cross-legged by the fire, Qian Xiaoli's head rested on his lap, breathing in the trace of body temperature.

Tang Xuan's divine sense entered the Qi Sea Acupoint, staring at the seven colors of each rice grain, spinning in their respective realms, devouring the aura absorbed from the outside world by the pores, pondering in his heart.

'What is this paddy?' What is it for, and how can I use it?'

'Why did the golden rice enter the flying sword, and the flying sword became the golden color of the rice, and the power increased greatly. ’

'This rice must be more than that, right?'

'The little aura I came back from meditation and cultivation was completely insufficient, and these seven grains of rice were eaten. ’

'Purple and black rice, it can only be enlarged by sucking the bile of poisonous snakes, it does not absorb aura. ’

"I wonder what happened to that beautiful boy?"

Tang Xuan slowly opened his eyes and looked north, and glanced back at the white snake hanging high on the tree.

Lightly put Qian Xiaoli's head on her clothes, stood up, and quietly walked towards the white snake hanging on the tree.

He wanted to be sure again, if his stomach was a converter?

"Brother-in-law"

Tang Xuanhui put his index finger in his lips.

"Shh

Sun Huang didn't know what Tang Xuan was doing, his spirit became nervous, his eyes were looking around, his right hand clenched the hilt of the sword, cautiously, and followed him step by step.

Tang Xuan slowed his steps, not wanting to disturb Qian Xiaoli and Zhao Tianyi's rest, seeing that Sun Huang was afraid of startling the snake, he couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth, and at the same time summoned a flying sword to levitate in front of him, ready at any time.

Tang Xuan suddenly made such a move, startling the three people hidden behind the three ancient trees opposite him, and a three-foot Qingfeng was suspended in front of each person, and the fluorescence flowed.

Sun Huang followed behind Tang Xuan, his breathing slowed, and he could hear the sound of small insects crawling on the leaves, and he didn't find anything abnormal, but he still firmly believed in his brother-in-law's judgment and didn't dare to relax in any way.

Tang Xuan intended to play with his eldest brother, his divine sense controlled the flying sword, and a golden light was about to cut down the white snake.

"Bell"

Tang Xuan heard the voice first, and then saw a white light collide with his flying sword. Frightened, he had goosebumps all over his body, and beads of sweat popped out of his forehead.

A hundred meters away, beside the three ancient trees, stood three young men, dressed in red robes, with a silver flying sword hovering beside them.

Tang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he swallowed a trace of saliva.

"Who"

"The one who wants your life. ”

The person who spoke had a pair of ghost eyebrows, held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, stepped on the ground with one foot, a golden rooster was independent, and a trace of dark energy entered the ground, and he rose into the air, like a big peng spreading his wings and flying towards Tang Xuan.

"I'll come"

Without waiting for Tang Xuan to perform his sword trick, Sun Huang pushed him away behind him, ran out a few big steps and squatted down, jumped one foot high, and held a three-and-a-half-foot-long sword to meet the flying sword swept by the Ghost Eyebrow Monk.

Two swords made a "squeak" grinding sound in the air, and a string of red sparks shone through.

Tang Xuan's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his face was not good-looking, his divine sense entered the flying sword, and he paid attention to the other two red-clothed monks, ready to rescue this eldest brother who did not know the height of the sky at any time.

Tang Xuan positioned Sun Huang as the 'second brother in Africa' in his heart, and he would do it if he didn't accept it, no matter how strong the opponent was.

Sun Huang and Monk Ghost Mei competed for twenty moves, Sun Huang was already out of breath and sweating, and occasionally turned around to signal Tang Xuan to run.

Tang Xuan ignored it, and a pair of starry eyes scanned the three cardinals back and forth. I found that the ghost eyebrow monk and Sun Huang competed in swordsmanship so easily and comfortably, as if they were light, not like coming to kill people, but like instructing the younger generation in martial arts.

I was looking at the two red-robed monks, leaning lazily against the tree, talking and laughing, occasionally pointing at Sun Huang and Monk Ghost Eyebrow.