Xuan Mingzi saw the two beggars riding the wind and waves, and did not slack off, speeding up the mechanism under the stall to make it escape faster, but he didn't see the slightest acceleration, frowned, lifted the stall back, and smashed it at the two beggars, the two beggars were like big birds hovering behind them, one high and one low on the left and right to avoid flexibly, and then looked down at Xuan Mingzi, and sat on a big chair without concealment, it turned out that this stall was a modified big chair, looked at each other, and smiled slyly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

They are not inflated in the abdomen, but a strange martial arts, so that the true qi of the whole body forms a strong airflow around the body, prompting the body to fly, so the clothes are like the wind bulging, Xuan Mingzi flicked his big sleeves, and all the things in the sleeves shot out, and before he got close to the two beggars, he was forced back by this powerful true qi, seeing that the ejaculated things were returned, Xuan Mingzi slapped vigorously on the back of the chair, and the chair under him "banged" and popped out two circles of sharp edges that bent inward like fish bones, protecting himself tightly, "Ping Pong" a few times, the thing hit the edge, shattered to the ground, and the two beggars took the opportunity to intercept him.

"Don't float anymore, old man, my eyes are almost glazed. It was noon, Xuan Mingzi looked at the two "leather balls" floating above his head through his fingers, and a ray of sunlight pierced down from his fingers, stabbing his eyes astringently, and he complained, "You children are really naughty, your master prodigal son Feng will not treat me like this when he sees me, but you just ate my silver taels." "I've heard of the farmer and the snake, but I've been fooled.

The two beggars opened their mouths and slowly spit out two puffs of light blue smoke, and the shabby clothes stuck to their bodies in an instant, without the weirdness of before, they really fell down like a deflated ball, and a beggar shook his long unkempt hair, leaned over and laughed: "My master's name of 'Prodigal Son Wind' is also screamed by you, a bad old man?"

"Hehe, the prodigal son has become the Jade Emperor in the eyes of you children, and in the eyes of my old man, he is a thing that only crooks the evil ways, if he really has the ability, he still expects you to invite me, why didn't he come himself?" Xuan Mingzi sneered and said, "You two think you can invite me?"

The other beggar was still a person, reluctantly hugged his fists, and said bluntly: "Senior Xuan Mingzi, we are looking for you on the orders of the master, and we want to invite you to sit in the gang, but I don't hide it, there is a very important guest in the gang now, and the gang leader is deeply sorry because of this, and I hope that the senior of Xuan Mingzi will not embarrass our brothers." ”

"Although my old man is not worth mentioning in the rivers and lakes, but he is not so cheap in front of his prodigal son, if you two children are still so stubborn, then don't blame my old man for relying on the old and selling the old and bullying the younger generations. As he spoke, he took out a money bag from the dark compartment under the chair, and said in his hand, "There are fifty taels of silver here, your brother works for the prodigal son, but his body is still poor and sour, this money is a good thing, do you want it?"

"Money?" is so tempting that no one can resist the temptation.

The four eyes of the two beggars were shining, thinking of the chicken, duck and fish meat in the restaurant, and still the mouth was full of fragrance, and the four eyes looked directly at the money bag in Xuan Mingzi's hand, and he was stupid for a while, and Xuan Mingzi smiled magically: "Come here, whoever gets it first will be whoever." ”

Ye Zong decided to hide in a corner, seeing this scene, he was really suspicious, shook his head and smiled, and said in his heart: "The predecessors of Xuan Mingzi have always been merciful, he is heartbroken by Zhuo Yangui's death, but he can't bear to hurt Meng Zhaolin in the slightest, and the palms and backs of his hands are really embarrassing for him, but the two people in front of him, he already knows that it is difficult to entangle, but he still endures it again and again, this mind is impressive." In a distraction, the two beggars had already divided each silver tael, and they were on the side, smiling and counting the grains in their palms, and occasionally glancing at each other, for fear that the other party's guns would go, full of vigilance.

With a "bang", Xuan Mingzi had turned his chair and slid far away, and the two beggars came back to their senses in an instant, raised their feet and chased closely, but when they heard the sound of "Qiang", there was an extra man with a long sword of seven feet and a few feet in front of him, "Oh no, the old man even has a helper!" A beggar turned pale, afraid that the task would be lost, and the broken silver in his hand struck at Ye Zongdu's whole body, "You can treat money like dung, it's really rare!" Ye Zongdu's long sword alternated a few times, rolled up a white light, and beat all the broken silver back, the two beggars were extremely fast, and before Ye Zongdu's move, they had already "whew" and "whew" twice like a ball, chasing in the direction of Xuan Mingzi, the broken silver was empty, and it was bounced everywhere.

Xuan Mingzi in Qicheng dozens of twists and turns, the chair because of the bump, has become a little unstable, squeaky and swaying, this chair he spent a lot of effort, the bottom of each of the four legs is equipped with a fan-shaped mahogany, plus the mechanism tends to come and go freely, but at this time, the two pieces of mahogany have been worn, driven up to the front and back, the sound is very ugly, like an old goose being carried by the neck, people have stuck out their heads when they heard the sound, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, hastily repaired for a while, "cluck" and "cluck" moved over a small path, and hid in a dense forest.

Ye Zong never knew what martial arts these two people had practiced, but it was by no means so simple as light skills, with the help of the strength of the surrounding walls, a few forwards, the long sword pierced into the back of a beggar, this beggar looked back at him, slyly smiled, Ye Zongju only felt that the long sword stabbed down, like piercing into the boundless wind, he shouted, stabbed down, straight to the hilt, this beggar still looked at him with a smile on his face, he suddenly realized that this beggar only had a head, and this kind of weird thing! The beggar waved his sleeves, and a biting wind poured straight into his body through his eyes, Ye Zong lost his balance, hit the high wall, slid down, and blurred in front of him, and when it was clear, he was surrounded by tall halls and vast buildings, mountains and mountains, and lanes were vertical and horizontal, and he could not find it anymore, so he had to run out of the city.

The two beggars floated into the dense forest, because the branches were luxuriant, the thorns were thick, and they were stumbling, so they had to vent their true anger and change to walking, Xuan Mingzi closed his breath, lay in the chaos, and listened to a beggar say: "Fu Yibo, do you say that the two of us have gone too far with the old man, although he has some festivals with the helper, even if we can't look past it, we can't do anything with him, isn't that bullying the old man, it's good now, I can't find anyone, but how can I have the face to go back to my life?" sighed and sat on a stone, took off his shoes and took them out with his hands.

The beggar named Fu Yibo leaned against a tree, pinched his nose, and reprimanded: "Can you change your problem, I'm with you, it's really a living sin, look at you smoke people, put it on, heh, this smell, I really don't know how you grew so big." He took off his dirty coat, showed a decent outfit, and straightened his hair, looking quite energetic, and said to the beggar: "Da Po, you also take off this dirty thing, we have been guarding for seven or eight days, and we finally see him." "His eyes look around like a falcon.

Da Po reluctantly put on his shoes, and muttered: "You have a lot of things to do all day, look at me, this is not pleasing to the eye, that is not pleasing to the eye." Slowly, he took off his beggar's clothes, revealing a gray and untidy shirt, and plucked his nose and said, "Tell me, what is the holiday between this old man and our helper, I heard that it was still when he was young!" The intoxicated look was really disgusting.

"Can you settle down a little, why do you always want to disgust me, I have a grudge against you or what's wrong, forget it, forget it, that's it for your life anyway. Fu Yibo saw that he couldn't hold up the wall like a puddle of mud in a latrine, and twisted his head to the side impatiently, and happened to see the clothes on his back rotten, and said with a smile, "That kid's swordsmanship is really accurate, and it just stabbed you in the back of the heart, as soon as I thought of what he looked like at the time, I couldn't help but want to laugh, hehehehe......" still didn't hold back.

"Don't look at me as not serious, what Master taught me, I'm not bad for you, I don't believe we can compare and contrast another day!" Da Po tilted his head proudly, as if this was better than Fu Yibo.

"Actually, I think Xuan Mingzi is really pitiful, he taught Meng Zhaolin such an unsuccessful apprentice at such an old age!" Fu Yibo chuckled, "Pitiful!"

After hearing this, Xuan Mingzi's old eyes were moist, no matter how clever his own mechanism was, it was also a complete failure to this one, people lived for a lifetime, had no desires and no desires, and in the end ended up being ridiculed by everyone, what did he want? He couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, it's a sin!" The strong wind swept by, and the two figures flickered and arrived in front of them.

Fu Yibo didn't seem surprised when he saw Xuan Mingzi, and said in a deep voice: "We know that you are here, so what I said just now just led you out, don't take it to heart, although we don't know what you have to do with your family teacher, but this time I invited you to go, just to encounter a troublesome thing related to you!"

Before Xuan Mingzi could ask anything, Da Po lifted him up from the chair and said with a smile: "Look at your old man, it's really interesting, we invited you to give you full face, you are good, you really rely on the old and sell the old, how much silver is still in your pocket, take it out and share it with our brothers!"

Fu Yibo looked at Xuan Mingzi with great interest, his eyes fell on his soft legs, and he smiled and said: "You are all over your body, you only have a good brain, how can you fight with my master as an old man?" snorted coldly, patted Da Po's shoulder and said: "In order not to make any mistakes, it is better for you to carry him behind your back." ”

Da Po didn't think about throwing Xuan Mingzi on his back, Xuan Mingzi was thrown by him rudely, and he "creaked" a few times all over his body, I don't know how many bones were wrong, but surprisingly lying on Da Po's back was like lying in a pile of cotton, thinking: "This person looks skinny, but his whole body is soft and boneless, what kind of martial arts is this, he fought with the prodigal son Feng a lot more than ten years ago, but I have never seen him have this apprentice so weird, who has he been dealing with all these years, what is the matter with me suddenly looking for me today, should it still be those old accounts?" Thinking of this, he asked with a smile: "What is the prodigal son wind looking for my old man, you see that I have no days to live, and I am still tossed this old man, it is not interesting, and it is impossible to compete, when I was young, he was still a flute boy, but now, the body of the prodigal son wind is much stronger than the old man!" laughed heartily.