"Sincerely, thanks to the kindness and love of the adults, I don't know what virtue I can do, so that the adults are so concerned. ”

The thin man cultivator bowed to the commander again and again, and listening to the voice, the commander was a middle-aged man, but his face was tightly wrapped, and the thin man couldn't distinguish his appearance.

The commander did not pay attention to the thin man's respectful words, but said with a slight dissatisfaction: "Don't you know how to speak? ”

"Yes, that's what the big man said!" the thin man hurriedly took out the tin pot from his clothes and hurriedly opened the lid.

As soon as he opened the lid of the pot, a strong foul smell came to his face, and the thin man accidentally inhaled a mouthful, and immediately grabbed his throat and retched.

He rolled up his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose, tilted the iron kettle and poured out the contents.

Boom, pouring out a series of yellow-brown pieces, mixed with a lot of powder of the same color.

The exemplar quietly stepped back to avoid staining his clothes: "You have been deceived, this is dry dung." ”

Hearing the words of the executor, the thin man's face instantly turned red, and he stood in place in a daze, the feeling of anger and humiliation rising from his chest and directly flooding his mind.

Countless words flashed in his heart: "Lord Commander attaches so much importance to me, and personally instructed me to find Qing Shui, but I was tricked by three little beggars, and I am still a cultivator......"

The Commander had been observing his expression, and seeing that he was so angry, he said, "I'm disappointed, you can't even handle three children, and you are not qualified to ......"

With a snap, the thin man slapped himself in the face and bent down to interrupt the commander's words: "My lord, please give me another chance!

When the thin man had said this, he found that the Commander had not left, but he did not answer, and he did not dare to straighten up, so he kept bending and waited for the Commander's decision.

After some time, the commander finally replied slowly, "Well, since you want a chance, I'll give it to you." There is a hole in the wall under the northwest wall, which is very hidden, and three little beggars are hidden inside. ”

The thin man looked up suddenly, his eyes shining with a fiery light.

The Commander waved his hand and motioned for him to leave quickly: "Don't go yet, show your means." ”

"Thank you, sir!" the thin man clenched his fists and turned and ran into the alley.

In the dark hole in the wall, Ma Peng fumbled and took out the water bladder, carefully placed it on the innermost side, and then covered it with a few wall tiles.

When the three of them returned, it was nearly evening, and it would be dark in a little while, and the begging for food would have to be done to-morrow.

The three of them are looking for a comfortable position, ready to go to bed early and save energy.

At this moment, a continuous tremor came from outside the city walls, and at the same time as the tremors came the sound of the wall bricks falling.

The three people who were about to fall asleep were startled, and Zheng Qiu said uncertainly: "Why is it shaking outside again? Could it be that someone is fighting." ”

The eared cat was close to the entrance of the cave, and he leaned over to the edge of the hole, gently moving a crack in the wall tiles, and leaned his eyes over to look out.

After just one glance, he sealed the wall tiles and climbed back nervously, muttering, "It's over, it's over!"

Ma Peng held the eared cat's shoulders and shook them constantly, trying to calm him down: "Don't worry, talk slowly, what's going on outside?

"That cultivator chased after him and was smashing the wall outside. There was already a hint of crying in the cat's voice.

Hearing the words of the eared cat, Ma Peng and Zheng Qiu gasped at the same time, and asked suspiciously: "Could it be that I made a mistake, how could that cultivator come after here, and no one knows here." ”

"That's right, it's him. I didn't know he was going to come here, and he didn't chase him when we fled. The more the eared cat spoke, the more frightened it became, and its voice kept trembling.

The eared cat was so sure, Zheng Qiu also panicked, and he said to himself: "What can I do, we are blocked here, and we can't run away." ”

Ma Peng gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "What else can I do, instead of being blocked here and waiting for death, it is better to go out and fight with him." ”

He held Zheng Qiu's shoulder with one hand, and the eared cat with the other: "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Let's fight, even if we die, we have to give him some color." ”

Zheng Qiu could feel Ma Peng's hand holding him, trembling slightly, it turned out that he was also scared, but he didn't show it, but cheered himself and the eared cat.

Calm, calm, Zheng Qiu tried to restrain his fearful emotions, turned his brain to think of a way, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and a picture flashed in his mind.

It was when he was in the alley, and he was holding an iron pot and threatening the cultivator, who was only less than three feet away from him at that time.

But the cultivator didn't snatch it, but put away his weapon and allowed himself to retreat.

He thought about it carefully, and the cultivators who were fighting at the water point were all on a rampage, and their speed was amazing.

This thin cultivator didn't dare to snatch the iron pot at a distance of less than three zhang because of the obstruction of the eared cat and Ma Peng, could it be that his cultivation was not high.

The thought popped into his head, and he could never erase it.

That's right, it must be this reason, this person's cultivation is not high, so he is not sure to grab the iron kettle before he pours the water.

In that case, at the beginning, it was not the cultivator who kept his hand, but that the person only had this ability.

Zheng Qiu's heart suddenly lit up with a light of hope, and he hurriedly told his companion this idea: "Don't panic, that cultivator may not have much ability, I found ......"

Outside, the thin cultivator's hands lit up with a halo, grabbed the fallen wall bricks, and smashed them on the city wall with all his might.

The halo on his hand was very vague, pale gray, and could only be faintly seen when he was a foot or two closer.

Bang, bang, the thin man bared his teeth, frantically urging the few qi in the meridians, and slapped the wall bricks in his hand on the city wall.

The walls were struck, and the cracks were dense like cobwebs where they were hit, and the broken bricks fell with a clatter.

The thin man smashed it for a while, but he couldn't find the hole in the wall in the commander's mouth, and he was very anxious.

With his current cultivation, urging the qi to attack for so long, the burden is quite huge, but the city wall on the northwest side is so long, when will this be found.

The thin man's anger slowly receded, turning to impatience.

Since the Governor asked him to show his means, he must have watched somewhere, and if he stopped and rested now, he would definitely disappoint the adults completely.

But the city wall is so long, where is there a hole in the wall at a glance, the three little beggars must have sealed the entrance of the hole, relying on him to smash it like this, I am afraid that I will not find the hole when I run out of strength.

The thin man was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and his feet kept treading the ground.

Think of a way, think of a way, he raised his hand and slapped his head continuously, hoping that doing so would make his brain turn faster.

After a while, he clenched his fist and swung it vigorously, thinking of a way.

I saw the thin man open the iron kettle belt on his waist and draw the yellowed soft sword from the inside, and then he stared at the city wall with a fierce look in his eyes.

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