Xiuyue's desperate sadness made Bajin possess his body like a yaksha, and his twisted face flashed with a fierce light that made the defendant tremble, and when he was about to attack, Anzi decisively ordered.

"Erdan, Ah Cao!

"Whoosh~~~~~" only three wind sounds were heard, and even people with donkeys and rabbits slipped away.

Eight catties of murderous spirit, how can Nai Xiuyue be so sad that he can't get out, and roars at the door: "If it's a man, he won't come back!"

In this way, the only two men in the courtyard, one was angry and the other was driven away, and they didn't know what would happen afterwards, it was too noisy.

"Damn! Chilian robbed your uncle, grass~" Riding the second egg and holding Ah Cao ran two streets, Anzi hated it so much that the root of his teeth hurt.

"Little brother, can you run slower?"

"I said!" Coincidentally, a man came on foot from behind, five big and three thick, with a handful of heart hair on his chest, who was not a butterfly, so that Anzi on the fire opened his mouth and scolded: "Why didn't I rob your daughter-in-law, as for squatting around the clock to guard the corpse?"

"Corpse guard?" Butterfly didn't understand.

"Did you still talk that day?" The butterfly came at the right time, and Anzi was worried that there was nowhere to rest.

"Of course. ”

"Okay, lead the way. ”

"Now?"

"Do you have to wait until you get off work?"

"Off work?" The flurry of strange words made the butterfly's brain boil and turn into a mush.

"Are you leaving?" Anzi was afraid that the crazy woman with a spear would come and pick him on the street, and he was in a hurry.

Seeing this, the butterfly didn't ask much, the wide blade behind it flew out on its own, and the sword floated at a height of two zhang, and said, "Come with me." ”

That day, when the street was dividing the hexagram for Ximen Qian, the butterfly had promised Anzi that if he couldn't find a place to go, he would go to Daddy Hu's house in Yuwo Village, three hundred miles east of the city, to stay for a while, and Anzi guessed that it was the butterfly and his old man.

Anzi wanted to relax for a few days, the pressure in the city was too great, and the Ximen clan and a bunch of foxes were not easy to deal with; Xiuyue would not have any major problems with eight catties by his side; Xu is incident suddenly didn't remember, and the parts he made fell.

Half an hour later, a small fishing village located on the edge of the lake gradually appeared, the howling cold wind made Anzi extremely comfortable, his mouth was slightly panting, and the butterfly took the sharp blade and the lower body of the body.

"Little brother, the village is as simple as the city, if it is ......"

"What are these words? I'm not a prince or nobleman, I don't have those stinky problems of your Simons, let's go!"

As far as the eye can see, there are less than 20 households in Yuwo Village, and the thatched houses are built one by one-broken!

Along the permafrost path that leads directly into the village, passing by seven or eight households, there is no smoke or fireworks, and it feels like entering a no-man's land or a certain ruin.

"I said, are you sure there are people in this place?" Seeing that it was almost over, Anzi couldn't help but ask.

"It's the winter solstice, the coldest time of the year, and I guess there will be a heavy snowfall, so naturally no one will come out and walk around. ”

"You Yuanli monks are still afraid of the cold?" Anzi felt fresh.

"Little brother misunderstood, all the people who live here are ordinary people. ”

"Ordinary people?" Anzi felt that there was a loophole when he heard this, so he stopped and asked: "Dude, it's not that I have the intention to show off, your cultivation will take a thousand or two thousand years, and your old man is awesome enough as an ordinary person." ”

"Hehe~" Butterfly smiled rarely, and said: "Little brother has a quick mind, no wonder Ximence doesn't dare to underestimate you, admire." ”

"Forget it, everyone has their own secrets and ways of survival, you can mix with the body of a god infant to Shangyang City, and you can be considered wise and stupid, I am not an eventful person, let's go!"

The butterfly secretly sweated, accompanied by a smiling face, led Anzi to the last grass house, and pushed the door directly; through the gaps in the thousands of windows, I saw that his fingers were overflowing, and there were words in his mouth, and the ground opened a tunnel for no reason.

"I'm copy~" Anzi didn't see it for the first time, but he forgot about it.

The tunnel is not deep, it is estimated that it is not twenty zhang, the strange thing is that it is not so cold, the temperature has risen a lot; approaching the stone gate in front of him, the butterfly took out a light gold and jade slip in his arms and printed it on the door.

"Boom, boom, boom~~~~~" The stone gate sank into the ground with dust, and there was a light inside.

"Ho~~~~ I can't see it! ”

The interior layout is really very different from the ground, Anzi is sure that the butterflies have followed Simon's to scrape the ground over the years; the living room occupies an area of nearly 100 square meters, with three antique Taishi chairs stacked on both sides, and the ground is covered with blankets that can make people sink; there is a portrait of a person hanging above the middle hall, a very young one, wearing a Taoist robe and an ancient sword on his back, and he knows at a glance that he is a master outside the world.

On the offering table, three thumb-thick and nearly foot-high incense sticks are lit, and the smoke is condensed and penetrating.

"Dude, the Ximen clan shouldn't know this, right?" Everything in front of him reminded Anzi of the second-turn blind monk he met in the Four Realms, for fear that this one would have bad intentions.

"The little brother is worried. The butterfly stepped forward in two steps, knelt on the ground with his legs in front of the portrait, kowtowed, got up and said: "This is the ancestor of my family, 270,000 years ago, he was the owner of the Qianzi District of Shangyang City, and he cultivated it as a combination. ”

"Dead?"

"Zhenyuan by a Nangong clan named Ao...... Alas~"

"Nangong?" Anzi's eyebrows twisted, and he said in his heart: "Why is this surname again?"

"Che'er, this little friend is ......"

was pondering, looking for another stone room to come out of the old tree root uncle, beard thin, forehead wrinkles, wearing a cross talk robe with a sad face.

"Daddy!" said Butterfly, and hurriedly walked over to help, "This little brother is the one I mentioned to you four months ago." ”

"Gu Zhongfang's apprentice?" the old man was inexplicably excited, and almost threw away the slippery roots.

"Eh~~, slow down. Anzi was really afraid that he would fall to the ground and touch the porcelain, so he helped the old man sit on the Taishi chair with the butterfly and asked, "Dude, you deliberately let me drill it, right?"

"Brother An, forgive me!" Butterfly changed her name and consciously reasoned for it, and was about to explain the old man's interjection.

"Xiaoyou's misunderstanding is all an old idea. ”

"Is there any difference between you and him?" Anzi sat across from him with a scowling face.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyou, the old man was really forced to make this decision, and he ...... hope" The old man said and was about to kneel when he got up, so frightened that Anzi hurriedly got up to stop it.

"Brother An, in fact, even if I don't count you, the Nangong clan will not spare you. Butterfly said.

"I wondered, I hadn't even seen a single hair of the Nangong family, how could I say that. ”

"Because of the battle of that year, Gu Zhongfang killed the ancestral dragon of the Nangong clan back then. ”

"Chi slip~~" A non-slippery god, Anzi was just about to sit down, but he was directly scared to the ground, his face instantly lost blood, and there was a feeling of automatic delivery to the door at the moment;

If you want to say that Anzi is causing trouble, it is because he is cheap in his mouth or hands, and he will end it after a fight and spraying two catties of saliva at most; but Gu Zhongfang is different, he directly destroyed the ancestral dragon of one of the three crystals, which is an undying feud; Anzi probably understands why he will accept him, and he dares to love all the experts who stab him.

Erdan's house was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and finally let it and Ah Cao watch it lively, and they screamed happily.

"Brother An, so far, the Nangong clan doesn't know that you came to Shangyang. Butterfly said.

"You mean they already know I exist?"

The butterfly was silent, just nodded silently.

"!" Anzi gritted his teeth and scolded Ximence angrily: "Dog, I didn't think of waiting for me here." ”

"Brother An, as far as I know, your existence is not from the mouth of the Great Elder of the Inner Gate, but someone else. ”

"Who? that bastard is well fed?" Ann stood up and was shocked.

"This ......" butterfly is a house slave at best, and it makes sense not to know.

"Little friend, the old decay has not asked about the world for many years, and the ancestors inside the three crystals don't know much, although everyone in the world knows that the origin of their three clans is unknown, but anyone who has good things will basically be poisoned, and it will also affect the clansmen, and no one dares to pick up the tiger's whiskers to this day. ”

"What? You want me to be murdered too?"

"Xiaoyou is wrong, the old man wants you to help me avenge the Hu family. ”

"You've drunk too much, haven't you? Let me practice with a wind and thunder to fight the Nangong clan? ”

"Brother An doesn't know. Butterfly said: "You should know the cave void named Shangguan Chen in Qianjilou, right?"

"I don't know!" Anzi didn't even think to deny it.

"Then do you know who he is fighting against in the Refining Arena?"

"It won't be the Nangong clan again, right?"

"Yes! He is still the great-grandson of Nangong Ao. ”

"So what? if they lose, they lose, they have a lot of money, and they can't afford to lose. ”

"But the man is gone. ”

"......" Anzi.

"Nangong Ao has descended the law and stared at the Qianji Tower, as long as the people related to him go out of the city, they will be killed on the spot!"

"What!" Anzi's brain exploded, and he regretted that he shouldn't have let Lao Zhi and Shen Tu go out of the city rashly, and blamed Yuan Wu for not reminding him.

"Brother An, these are all internal things of Sanjing, and outsiders don't know about them. ”

"No!I~ I have to go, I have to go back!"

"Little friend, in the current situation, it's not as bad as you think. The old man got up and persuaded him.

"How?"

"The Ximen clan seems to be deliberately helping you to cover up, and the key news has not been revealed to the Nangong clan. ”

"Why is it so messy?" the self-proclaimed number one mortal in the world finally had a time when his mind was full of mud.

"The Simon clan has always acted perversely, and with the "Heavenly Destiny Ethereal Technique" to surpass the head of the three crystals, it must have another purpose. ”

A sentence wakes up the person in the dream, Anzi remembered that there are four words in Ban Tu's evaluation of Ximence: Matter is like a god! Then there is only one possibility, that guy has already opened the net, just waiting for himself to hang up.

"Little friend, the meaning of old decay is very simple. The old man struck while the iron was hot and said his ultimate goal: "No matter how the situation develops, before you leave Shangyang, you will always confront the Nangong clan, and the old man hopes that you will break Nangong Ao again." ”

"What do you mean?"

"There are only two under the seat of Nangong Ao, one has been abolished, and the other is still young, but it is really the favor of the heavens, born with the body of the stars, and the cultivation is only a hundred years before it can be achieved to become a god, if you don't remove it at this time, you will be your fierce rival in the future. ”

"If I'm against him, I'll do anything other than Chacha?" Anzi has always opposed violence, not to mention that it is a basically impossible task.

"Brother An, why do you want others to destroy your own prestige?" Butterfly doesn't know Anping, and the monk doesn't have a person with this kind of character.

"Well, it's not you who gets rid of it anyway. "An Zizhen regrets that he shouldn't have run out, the history of the Four Dao Realms is estimated to repeat itself.

(End of chapter)