Chapter Seventy-One: Please Enter the Urn

"Oh no, I fell for the little demon girl's trick," the person at the head clasped his fists and said after a moment of annoyance: "Xu Da, the master of the Mingjiao Fire Banner Ankang Branch, please forgive your faction for many offenses! I still have to chase after the little demon girl, but I can't toast and make amends!"

"Chase!" After speaking, he led a large group of people to chase towards the alley. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the blink of an eye, the bustling street became quiet.

"Everyone is gone, you can come out!" no one finished answering Yan Kang's words.

He couldn't help but smile on his face, but he had such a scheming at the age of ten, although her mentality was not sophisticated enough, but she was still young but it was human nature, and it was no wonder that her peerless appearance could make Zhang Wuji fascinated.

Ignoring the silent Minmin Temoor, who was hiding in the cracks, he returned to the door of the Yuelai Inn and waited quietly.

Half an hour later, the empty street became a little lively, and the vendors had the courage to come back and pick up some intact items from the messy ground to recover some losses, and for Wan Yankang, those things that they could not only look at with their eyes may be all the belongings they depend on for survival.

Wan Yankang was a little touched when he saw this scene, he took out some broken silver bullets from the endless darkness and put them beside those small stall vendors, and he also smiled happily when he saw their overflowing smiles after the big change.

The sharp-eyed Min Min saw Wan Yankang's actions from the gap in the gap, and came out of the gap after thinking about it for a few seconds.

"You didn't come out when I told you just now, why are you coming out again now?"

"I'm hungry, I want you to invite me to dinner!"

Wan Yankang has always been the master of eating soft rather than hard, so he took Min Min into the Yuelai Inn and ordered some dishes, "Now you can let go of my hand." ”

"Don't, I'm going to wait for you to finish paying the bill, I didn't bring any money, what if you run away!"

"Then you just hold it!" I sighed even more in my heart: "This little girl is not big, but her arms are soft." ”

Cultivation, Wan Yankang, who was chatting with the little girl, finally felt the internal force he left on the 8 bags of elders, "The person I was waiting for is here!"

With that, he left the table and walked to the door.

"Little brother, I contacted the brothers in the gang, and someone saw that the person in the picture with a similar dress and a similar face shape left the south gate two hours ago. ”

"Thank you!" took the portrait he handed over, and was about to leave, but he stopped him.

"Little brother, don't worry, I haven't finished speaking, there is another brother in the gang who also said that he saw this person go out of the west gate about three hours ago; one of our disciples in the gang gave the nickname "Bao to inquire", and the matter of listening to the news was unparalleled, but he said that he had seen a person with the same figure as the picture, although he was wearing white clothes, but when he walked, he accidentally revealed the green clothes on the portrait, thinking that it was a deliberate act of dressing, and he was wearing a hat that aroused suspicion, but the person went north an hour ago. ”

After a pause, the middle-aged beggar hugged his fists and said, "I can't tell who is right and wrong, and I ask the little brother to judge for himself!"

"Thank you beggars for helping, Wudang Song Qingshu is grateful and disrespectful!"

"It turned out to be Song Shaoxia of the Wudang faction, and Zhao Pusheng, a disciple of the beggar gang with 8 bags, is polite!"

Wan Yankang was polite to Zhao Pusheng on his lips, but in his heart he was judging the whereabouts of the corpse demon, and from Elder Zhao's words, the person who went to the north was the most suspicious.

"Minmin, where do you think the person I'm looking for is going?" Yan Kang asked casually but stunned himself, he remembered Zhao Min's actions not long ago.

Min Min couldn't guess. He hugged Min Min happily, "Thank you so much, Min Min!"

"You can't guess thank me? This thing is ............" (confession)

Zhao Min, who was puzzled, was even more puzzled at this time, only to see Yan Kang take out a piece of rune paper from his arms and slap it at the portrait in his hand, and instantly the portrait and rune paper burned clean, and a piece of information was also fed back into his mind. This talisman is a tracker worth 500 merits within a radius of 5 km.

"Let's go!" "Where are we going?"

"Find the person I'm looking for!"

"Where are you going? People can't walk!" Min Min, who walked 3 kilometers from the east of the city to the northwest of the city, couldn't help but be confused anymore.

This is a residential area that will be demolished and rebuilt, ruins can be seen everywhere, and there are only a few pedestrians on the road.

"Ahh

"I've never heard of a strong hug, but I didn't expect it to be the first time I experienced a strong back ......" (confession)

She quietly pressed her face to his hair and smiled differently.

After a while, the two of them came to a clearing, and a dilapidated house stood out in the middle of the clearing, "The information of the tracker can't be wrong, but this scene is a little weird." ”

He muttered to himself and walked over, the so-called master of art is bold, either he blows, or Qi Zhi, a number of masters in the world, is not his opponent, and he is still afraid that he is a corpse demon? Or is it because of his perverted behavior that he has the name of this hanging bombardment.

"You really have a lot of leisure, and when you see me coming, you still have the heart to make your own bottles and cans. Wan Yankang said to the man in Tsing Yi who was configuring unknown items.

"The Supreme Celestial Venerable" never kills people, what am I afraid of?" The natural answer made his heart tighten, "Who are you?"

However, Min Min on the side was puzzled, and said in his heart: "'Supreme Perfection Tianzun'? How can this little brother of the Wudang Sect have a nickname that is even louder than his ancestor?"

"Don't you know? I'm the one who killed your mother, Ling Xueyan!"

His eyes were red and his whole body trembled. Fortunately, Minmin's soft voice woke him up who was about to go berserk, "Brother Song, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay!" he smiled and looked at Min Min, who was shaking his arm and worried, fortunately, the soul crystal was not dead in Ling Xueyan, otherwise it really wouldn't have been able to shake it back with a few shakes of his arm.

Not to mention that Min Min was worried, even the man in Tsing Yi was afraid for a while when he saw his crazy appearance, "Don't stimulate him anymore, in case he is as crazy as the Golden Retriever Lion King, I will be the first to suffer." Although I am almost mortal, it is terrible to think about being killed by a madman. ”

"Why are you hurting my mother?"

"Don't hurt your mother, why did you come here obediently?"

Hearing this, Yan Kang smiled, "Oh?

"Wise people firmly believe that what they speculate is right, if I don't give you doubts, how can you be steadfast and unsuspicious to find this? ”

"Zhao Pusheng is one of yours?"