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I definitely can't beat him, and I can't run away, so I want to explain what I did, but I can't explain it, the current situation is really bad, this is a combination of stolen goods!

Cheng Yue stared at the master and apprentice at the same time, the old Taoist priest was also staring at Cheng Yue, from his face, to the seven-story bronze tower that was obviously a space magic weapon, the more the old Taoist looked at it, the darker his face became, and the more he looked at it, the more disappointed the color in his eyes became, and finally pointed at Cheng Yue and issued an angry rebuke: "Cheng Yue, you unscrupulous descendant!" It's not good to learn, you have to learn your father's idleness, if you just kill Zhou Dagong's stupidity, I still have the heart to protect you, but now you can even steal with peace of mind, how can I tolerate you?!"

Although the old Taoist priest didn't know how Cheng Yue ran out of the mountain, just from his appearance and the notorious bronze tower, it was enough to confirm his identity - when Cheng Yue went out to step on the spot today, in order to avoid being recognized, he did not carry the bronze tower.

Cheng Yue was shocked when he heard the other party call his name, and then he thought about the content of the other party's words, and the surprise in his heart immediately became even worse!

"Do you recognize my father, and have the ability to protect me under the pursuit of the Zhou family?" Cheng Yue only thought for a few seconds before guessing the identity of this old man, and suddenly, he regretted his actions just now!

"Mo Wenzi, my father's master, Mo Wenzi, the great elder of the Yunsheng Sect of Tianji Mountain?" Cheng Yue stared at the old Taoist priest and asked, with a look of disbelief on his face, he had heard his father mention the name Mo Wenzi many times.

"It's the poor way!" the old Taoist priest admitted angrily.

The Yunshengmen of Tianji Mountain is the largest cultivation system in the Snow Country, and it is also the Snow Country's greatest reliance on the protection of the country's society in the troubled times of the Warring States Period! This sect has a very transcendent position in the court of the Snow Country, that is, the king of the Snow Country, and it is also necessary to let the master of the Yunsheng Gate have a few points, not to mention the emperor's relatives and the like, not to mention just killing one of the sons of their clan, even if they are destroyed, the King of the Snow Country can only swallow his anger.

Mo Wenzi appeared in the western frontier of the Snow Country at this time, just to find the whereabouts of Cheng Yue and his father Cheng Bufan, in the past, their master and apprentice had a stiff quarrel because of a misunderstanding, and Cheng Yue and his father were expelled from the door wall by Yun Shengmen because of this, after learning the truth of the events of the year, Mo Wenzi has been guilty all these years and wants to make amends, but when he finally found a chance to go down the mountain and come to find Cheng Bufan, he heard the news that Cheng Bufan had already died.

Cheng Bufan died, Mo Wenzi was very sad, and when he learned that he had a son alive, he wanted to adopt Cheng Yue and bring him back to his own door to cultivate carefully, but the world made people, when Mo Wenzi arrived here, Cheng Yue had already killed Zhou Dagong and hid in Yushan for a long time.

Although the sect is not afraid of any royal relatives, Mo Wenzi is in line with the intention that more things are better than less, so he dressed up as a wandering Taoist, hoping to save Cheng Yue unconsciously, but he didn't want to really see Cheng Yue, Cheng Yue turned out to be a thief......

Mo Wenzi glared at Cheng Yue, and he was extremely angry in his heart!

"What?Master, this little thief is Cheng Yue?!" The little Taoist boy asked with a shocked face, obviously not expecting this.

"It's him!" Mo Wenzi squeezed out three words from between his teeth.

Cheng Yue's face was pale, but he knew very well that it was too late to regret it at this time: "What are you going to do with me?"

Mo Wenzi tried his best to calm the anger in his chest, turned away, and stopped looking at Cheng Yue.

"If I send you to the Snow Country Government as a thief, it will be tantamount to harming your life, but you not only keep evil in captivity, but also do stealing, I, Yunshengmen, am a decent family, and I can't keep you as a misbehaving person, so let's go!

Cheng Yue looked at Mo Wenzi's tall and emaciated back, his eyes were a little red, he bowed deeply to the old Taoist, and said with gratitude: "Immortal Xie for letting go!"

"Go ahead!"

Mo Wenzi closed his eyes tightly and his tone was stunned.

Cheng Yue wiped his tears with the back of his hand, turned around and wanted to jump onto the courtyard wall and escape, but he remembered that he still had three followers here, so he raised his eyes to search in the courtyard.

Xiao Daotong knew what he was looking for, so he immediately explained with a cold face: "Those three military men were robbed of their bodies by the evil spirits you summoned, and my master naturally can't sit idly by. ”

"I see. ”

Cheng Yue nodded expressionlessly, didn't hesitate any longer, jumped on a courtyard wall on tiptoe, and left in a hurry.

In the courtyard, Xiao Daotong retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at his teacher, with a little sadness on his face: "Master, after all, he is the widow of Senior Brother Cheng Bufan, even if he misbehaves a little, we should also find ways to protect him, if he is killed by the Zhou family, won't you have to regret it for the rest of your life?"

"Alas!"

Mo Wenzi sighed, and his face was full of helplessness: "Although I didn't keep him, I didn't say that I wouldn't protect him anymore!"

"What does Master mean?"

"It's better to protect it secretly, and then strike at the critical moment. Mo Wenzi replied.

……

Time back to this afternoon, Yuyang Town guarded the yamen.

"Soldier Breaker Cheng Yue?!" Zhou Huaibin looked at the flag with five blood characters written on the table, his lungs were about to be blown up, he kicked over the table, and roared loudly:

"Three hundred people can't stop a lowly pariah boy, and even the commander has let people kill him! What is the use of the imperial court raising these wastes? and boasting of being elite? I think the rice bucket is about the same!"

His father obeyed his idea and sent troops to divide his troops to control the mountain passes, but it didn't take long for one of them to be breached, and the little murderer came out of trouble, and from then on the sky was high and the birds flew and the sea was wide and the fish jumped, wasn't this a slap in the face?

Fortunately, his father Zhou Bolong is the envoy of the three towns in the northwest, and he will not stay in the military town of Yanyang all the time, and he has already gone to another military town to inspect at this time, otherwise he doesn't know how to be counted!

"The second son is angry, the matter has happened, and it will be useless for the second son to be angry at this time!" Zhao Xuanying, the guard of Yuyang Town, hurriedly persuaded him.

Zhou Huaibin gritted his teeth, turned his head to look at Zhao Xuanying, and said with an unkind gaze: "Lord Zhao persuaded me to calm my anger, I think there is already a way to arrest the murderer, right?

"This ......"

Zhao Xuanying's face was immediately full of embarrassment, the murderer got out of trouble, the world is so big, where can he go?

"Hey! I don't have to make up my own mind after saying that? You are also a rice bucket!" Zhou Huaibin is the second son of the marquis, and his status is extremely noble, and in the face of a local minister like Zhao Xuanying who has no title, there is really nothing he dare not say.

was scolded by a second ancestor for the rice bucket, Zhao Xuanying's old face immediately turned into pig liver color, but the other party's family background was too noble, so he could only swallow his anger.

I have to say that Zhou Huaibin is indeed very qualified as a dog-headed military advisor, but after thinking about it for a while, he thought of another bad idea.

"Order the scribe of the Yamen, within two hours, to make 600 reward notices for this son, and this son will send them to all the cultivation sects in the northwest, and offer a high price for the head of the little murderer!"

"Invite the major cultivation sects to send a hand?" Zhao Xuanying's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but admire: "What a good idea! Officers and soldiers can't deal with Cheng Yue, but cultivators are definitely fine, why didn't I think of it?"

Zhou Huaibin glanced at Old Man Zhao, his eyes full of contempt.

"I don't know how much the prince is willing to pay?" Zhao Xuanying asked, knowing that ordinary gold and silver could not move those cultivation sects.

Zhou Huaibin thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and decided to bleed heavily:

"Ten thousand-year-old elixirs, 100 hundred-year-old elixirs!"