"Are you the famous Iron Fan Jade Langjun in the rivers and lakes fifteen years ago?" The old devil squinted at him. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, what are you talking about, Lao Tzu has long forgotten that name, Lao Tzu is now one of the eight protectors of the Heavenly Dome Palace, and I have the skill to stay in the face, how can you see that I am almost not confused?"

Meng Jie first scolded, and then asked in a low voice, he soaked in milk petal baths every day in the Heavenly Dome Palace, and used honey and gold leaf pearl powder to cover his face, others thought he was only in his early twenties, how could anyone see it at a glance!

Hearing him say this, he naturally admitted that Meng Jie, who was only seventeen years old fifteen years ago, was not only handsome, but also had a magical fan method.

At that time, many prestigious people in the rivers and lakes died under his fan, but it didn't take long for him to disappear, I thought that he was secretly killed by someone, but who knew that he actually became the protector of the Heavenly Dome Palace.

For ordinary martial artists, the progress of martial arts in more than ten years may not be much, but for these Tianzong talents, it is full of variables, even if he kills this fat man, his internal strength is also consumed a lot, and it is impossible to kidnap Wen Sheng's woman, the old devil of the ghost wand rolled his eyes, and suddenly raised his head and said.

"The young palace master of the dignified Heavenly Dome Palace just said in a small tone, but I didn't expect it to be a bad breed who would only hide behind his subordinates, just like this, what kind of young palace master should he come out and be a beggar!"

Wu Huo was so smart, he knew what he was planning at the moment, and he looked at him with a mocking look in his eyes.

"You old dog hasn't said how to see Lao Tzu's age, and now you're playing tricks, Lao Tzu tells you, although the young palace master doesn't practice as long as me, but even Lao Tzu sighs at the young palace master's talent, you old dog has the advantage of living the only long life, what else do you have!" Meng Jie couldn't help but scold.

A mouthful of the old dog said that the old devil's green tendons burst out, he smashed it with a cane, the tip of the staff seemed to be condensed to break and crush the momentum, obviously just a scepter actually gave everyone a kind of Taishan overwhelming momentum, this old man is not an ordinary person!

Meng Jie's round fat face, a solemn expression, the gilded folding fan in his hand was like a flying butterfly, unpredictable but magnificent, the two collided together, and waves of strong storms swept away.

Wu Hui's clothes swayed with the wind, and those Tsing Yi guards couldn't help but take a few steps back, Wen Sheng was surrounded by Tsing Yi guards guarding her, and the strong wind didn't hurt her at all.

The figure of the ghost pestle old demon slipped backwards for a few meters, and he slammed his staff on the ground, only then did he stop retreating, and his eyes kept looking at Meng Jie, who was still standing in place, and he couldn't believe that he didn't even take a step back.

"Say that you old dog, you are still in a hurry, you have such a little strength at an age, no wonder I haven't heard of your reputation when you were young, just now this strength will not be a kind of cultivation of any unpopular exercises!"

Meng Jie stood with his hands in his hands, one hand gently shaking the folding fan, but his round and protruding belly and the hand that couldn't be carried behind him at all, the whole picture was as funny as it could be.

Several people next to Wu Huo couldn't help but laugh.

When Meng Jie heard their laughter, he was dissatisfied and glared at them one by one, but unfortunately his eyes were too small and had no momentum at all.

The ghost pestle old demon on the opposite side looked at him with a serious face, and opened his mouth to say, "What did you just use?" ”

"I didn't expect that your old dog still has a little knowledge, it is too simple for grandpa to cultivate Gangqi, the most important thing about Gangqi is how to use it, but you can't condense Gangqi with your own strength The old dog naturally can't know the mystery, come on, come on, stick your head over and let grandpa I twist it for you." Meng Jie beckoned to him gracefully.

At this time, the old demon of the ghost pestle was really afraid, he originally thought that most of the people who came here were Jianghu guests who had no way out because of their own cultivation, who would have thought that the Heavenly Dome Palace would come to intervene, and what he didn't expect was that one of their protectors was so tricky, and there were still many people who didn't look much weaker than him who didn't make a move.

Hard work is really a good strategy, and there are means to steal Wen Sheng in the future, so why bother to be brave now!

The old devil of the ghost pestle rolled his eyes, laughed in his heart, and turned his head and ran after releasing a signal flare into the air.

Wu Hui's face sank when he saw this scene, no matter whether this signal flare could summon his comrades or not, but now as long as someone sees it, they will think that they have found Wen Sheng and put it, seven or eight out of ten people in this forest will come here, this person, damn it!

"Qi Shang, help Meng Jie quickly slaughter this old dog."

Wu Huo didn't have time to watch them have a good fight, he was not afraid of someone coming here, but Wen Sheng was unconscious now, and he couldn't take the slightest risk.

After the black-faced man received the order, he grabbed the long knife in his hand and stepped on it in the air, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when he crossed over Meng Jie, the back of the knife inadvertently shook in front of him.

Meng Jie watched him coquettishly fly in front of him and provoke himself so much, he grabbed the folding fan in his hand at the moment, grinned at the ghost pestle old devil who wanted to escape, this posture implied a momentum to shake off Qi Shang, Qi Shang saw Meng Jie's appearance in the corner of his eye, and the simple long knife in his hand turned, and slashed at the ghost pestle old devil who was still a few meters away.

I saw a dense knife qi visible to the naked eye turn into a streamer and cut him away, Meng Jie was not to be outdone, the folding fan in his hand suddenly split into two, and successively rotated left and right to outflank him.

Wu Huo saw that the two were secretly competing, and the corners of his mouth were rarely hooked, he turned around and walked to Wen Sheng's side, looking at her tranquil sleeping face, his heart was calm.

He picked up Wen Sheng and was about to get on the horse, when Uncle Sun came over and glanced at him, Wu Hui's eyes drooped slightly, and he put Wen Sheng in the hand of Qian Whistle behind him.

"Since someone is here, why don't you show up, don't you dare?"

As soon as the words fell, a sparse sound came from the woods, and after a while, a middle-aged man walked out, the man's face was ordinary, his tiger eyes were shining, and he was carrying a silver spear in his hand.

After him, several people walked out of the forest one after another, they first noticed a fight not far away, and looked around at Wen Sheng, whose eyes fell on Qian Xuan's arms, and their eyes were full of undisguised joy.

Since someone has been looking for him, Wu Huo is not in a hurry to go, he looked at the crowd coldly, and suddenly a group of people came from the woods, the person in front of him had a handsome face like a woman, wearing a purple dress on his body to show his heroic spirit, he saw Wen Sheng in a coma at a glance, his face was a little eager and relaxed, and regardless of the people next to him who stopped moving, he walked straight over, and when he walked to Wu Hui's side, an arm stopped in front of him.

"Wu Hui, what do you mean?"

"Fei Ziyan, shouldn't you be hosting some bullshit meeting in Qingzhou, and what are you doing here now?" Wu Huo looked at Fei Ziyan and said coldly.

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