No wonder the old man had to wait until eleven or twelve o'clock to make a move, no wonder he told Shen Hangchong to follow the flue to pursue it, because at this moment, the martial arts city in Shen Hangchong's eyes has become a sea of fire!

"Is this the world in the eyes of the protectors?" Shen Hangchong's gaze swept down, the clusters of yang fires clustered in those residential areas, and the sparkles sporadically crossed by the streets, from a distance, it was no longer possible to distinguish the individuals, only the sea of fire remained.

Shen Hangchong came back to his senses, looked down at the flue, and hurriedly continued to chase forward. From time to time, there are soul fires flying around, some scattered, some in groups, I don't know where the masters are traveling in space together.

Shen Hangchong didn't dare to talk to these people, no, these fires had too much contact, and his attention was on the flue to continue to trace the past.

Slowly, the eyes became vast and empty, and Shen Hangchong looked at it intently, only to find that he had arrived at the mouth of the three rivers. The Ning'an River, the Wu River and the Yangtze River that enter the sea along the way in Wu City converge here and are empty, which means that there are a few traces here.

"Where is this kid going?" Shen Hangchong stared at the flue, so he had to keep chasing. Speeding all the way, just when he was about to leave the territory of Wu City, the flue finally landed slowly, and finally stopped abruptly on the grass by the riverside on the side, Shen Hangchong looked around, looking for more subtle traces. The smoke smoked by this moxibustion is not easy to find the closer it gets, and Shen Hangchong can only stay in place, waiting for the appearance of the flue.

"Business has been getting worse and worse lately, why are there so many lonely souls?"

"Yes, I have a lot of money in a mess, and if I continue like this, I can't finish working overtime. ”

"Gotta reflect it to the top!"

Shen Hangchong heard someone talking, and walked along the flue that appeared, and actually saw two figures!

If it was usual, it would be okay to see a human figure, but now, he actually saw a human figure! He had never seen a human figure when he flew through most of the martial arts city, but now he actually saw two!

However, Zhang Xiaopeng's soul fire had been put into a sack by the man in white.

"Is it them? What should they do, do you want to go back and tell the old man? Or does the old man already know about it? ”

Shen Hangchong was a little entangled, the appearance of these two figures is definitely not a good stubble, just like the appearance of a floating fire on the street in ordinary times, which will cause panic, so in the world of fire, the appearance of one or two figures also indicates that it is extraordinary!

"It's hard to do things, the performance can't go up, and I'll do these boogers for the rest of my life. ”

"Who says it's not, by the way, Lao Hong, this lonely soul seems to have a master's thing, you see there is still a wisp of smoke. ”

Another man took it over and took a look, "Regardless of this, anyway, the lonely soul will clean up the rope, otherwise the bonus will be deducted!"

"Wait!" As soon as Shen Hangchong heard that he was going to receive Zhang Xiaopeng's soul fire, he immediately became anxious, he lost two lamps of dementia, at least he was still alive, if this one didn't return to his place, it would be cool, so what would it be at that time?

Medical Malpractice ???

No matter what the situation of Feng Jiufa is, these two people want to take away the rest of Zhang Xiaopeng's soul fire, and Shen Hangchong will definitely not agree.

"Who are you?"

"Two big brothers, I'm looking for this flue to find this soul fire in your hand, big brother. ”

The man in white snorted, "You said yes, then wouldn't I be very shameless?"

"It's true. His name is Zhang Xiaopeng, because he lost his soul fire, so my master lit a cigarette to find his soul, and I chased all the way here, but I didn't expect to meet two of them. ”

The two looked at each other, looked at the three soul fires in front of them, and chuckled: "Hehe, it's just an ordinary person, not even the Triple Heaven, according to the regulations, your soul fire, we will also take it!"

Shen Hangchong chuckled in his heart, "Slow! Slow! Why, I'm here to find someone, why can't I just accept it? Do you have any awareness of the concept of law?"

"Here, we are Wang Fa!" the man in white sneered and reached out towards Shen Hangchong's three soul fires.

Shen Hangchong was shocked, it's over, it seems that he has met a scoundrel, what about the master?

Shen Hang Chong's good man didn't eat the loss in front of him, and immediately turned around to slip away, but the hand of the man in white seemed to be like the suction of Shen Hang Chong's soul fire when Feng Jiu used to leave his soul before, making Shen Hang Chong's speed of flying away slower and slower.

"This young man is a little strong, it seems that he is a little fur cultivation, but ah, the soul of the human soul is reaped, this is the cycle of reincarnation, so don't struggle. ”

Shen Hangchong scolded: "Uncle, I said everything, there is no normal logic for those who came to find the lost soul fire." ”

"Lost soul fire? hehe, an ordinary child, you master and apprentice actually lost other people's soul fire, it seems that it is also a cancer among the protectors, it's just that, the wicked have their own wicked grinding, first accept you, the scoundrel!"

After listening to the crooked logic of the white-clothed old Hong, Shen Hangchong almost wanted to vomit blood, is there such an unreasonable existence? What is the identity of this person, why is his strength so strong? Could it be an existence that is even more powerful than Feng Lao?

"Listen to me explain ......"

"When you get to the soul place, there will naturally be someone to judge you!"

Shen Hangchong: "......"

What the hell is this?

"Hey, wait. I'm really innocent. ”

However, the white-clothed old Hong ate the scales and was determined to take Shen Hangchong away.

Just when the white-clothed Lao Hong's hand was about to grab Shen Hangchong's three soul fires, a golden silk thread suddenly floated out of Shen Hangchong's three soul fires.

This strand of golden silk thread was extremely subtle, so subtle that it was almost inconspicuous, but it fell on the back of the white-clothed Lao Hong's hand, and the originally arrogant white-clothed Lao Hong's pupils shrank suddenly.

There was an inch-long opening on the back of that hand, and there was an extremely terrifying burning sensation!

"Who is the master! spare your life! Please spare your life!" the white-clothed Lao Hong hurriedly begged for mercy.

Shen Hangchong looked at the white-clothed Lao Hong, who had regressed again and again, panicked, this mysterious man who claimed to be from the Soul Place, was actually injured! Could it be that the master and his old man were powerful?

"Big brother, I'll just say, there is a misunderstanding in this matter, you see, it will hurt both sides, why bother?"

The man in white glanced at Shen Hangchong in horror, he did feel the breath of death, especially the lingering golden thread of injury, which was so terrifying for him!

"Please also raise your noble hand, no offense, no offense. The contemptible man made amends again. ”

"Do you still accept my three souls?" Shen Hangchong saw that the white-clothed Lao Hong's posture was lower, so he asked rhetorically. It seems that it is inconvenient for his master to come forward at this time, so it is naturally up to him to decide here.

"Don't dare, don't dare! ”

"Lao Hong, what's going on?" another man hurried over, saw the injured hand of the white-clothed Lao Hong, and wanted to help resolve it.

"Don't move! the harder it gets, the deeper the wound becomes, and my hand is useless. ”

Another man arched his hand in the direction of Shen Hangchong, "This senior, please raise your noble hand." The two of us are soul collectors, responsible for the boundaries of Wushi, and have no malicious offense. ”

Shen Hangchong snorted coldly: "I don't mean to offend? Peng Peng's soul fire!"

"Which Pengpeng?"

Shen Hangchong said in a tough tone: "Which one else?

"Oh oh oh, forgive me, senior, return it to seniors. ”

Shen Hangchong smiled coldly, and sure enough, he was still good at talking, this horseman, just now he was the king, and now it is good, like a grandson, he will return it.

"And whatever!"

"And?" the two looked at each other in confusion.

Shen Hangchong coughed lightly and roared, "What a bold man!"