"Huolong, this bastard, the owner of this village treats him well, and he has always treated him well, why can he watch my son die tragically like this?"

At this moment, in the lobby, the fire is Qiankun, sitting on the main seat, his face is extremely ugly, his eyes are spitting fire, he is roaring, and his voice is like a fierce beast: "He is unkind to me, don't blame the owner of this village for being unjust to him, and order, the fire dragon is a vein, and he will be an outcast of my Red Emperor Villa from now on." ”

"But if outsiders ask, what should we say?" At this moment, the elders were all there, and the four elders said: "The third elder fire dragon has already contributed, he wants the fire master to cooperate, if he cooperates at that time, the master will not die." The fire dragon has done its best, I think ......"

"Shut up. The more Huo Qiankun listened, the more angry he became, and he scolded: "What do you mean by this? Do you want to say that everything is the fault of the son of the owner of the village? Fourth Elder, if you want to do this again, I will deal with you according to family law." If you ask outside, you will say that the fire dragon colluded with outsiders to steal the boxing book of my Red Emperor Villa, so he was expelled from the villa. ”

After finishing speaking, Huo Qiankun was still panting with anger, and between his breaths, there were flames in his nostrils.

"I didn't expect the owner to be so angry. At this moment, a figure entered the lobby directly, he was slender and long, like a bamboo pole, with a gloomy face, holding a book in his hand, and it was a storyteller.

If ordinary people don't ask about self-advancement, they will naturally be beaten out.

But the storyteller is different,

Storytellers, on the mainland, in the impression of many people, are harmless existences,

A storyteller will tell and write books,

Even if a storyteller stays in the same room as a lady, the lady's father-in-law doesn't believe that they have any personal affairs in the room.

Storyteller, ten thousand years of development, golden signboard, good reputation.

"It turned out to be Mr. Fan, you came just in time. Huo Qiankun was at a loss, and when he was at a loss for what to do next, he saw that the storyteller Mr. Fan came, and he hurriedly went up to ask and ask for advice.

"I know what the owner is worried about, and that's why the contemptible people are here. Mr. Fan, but with a confident face, he was full of bamboo, as if the spring breeze was blowing, Wu Tian's matter, in his opinion, was a trivial matter, nothing.

"Mr. Fan, what is the clever plan, please say. Huo Qiankun hurriedly stepped forward, and a pair of eyes showed a begging look, just wanting Mr. Fan to give him a plan.

On the Tang Dynasty, the other elders sighed one by one, the head of the family, such a coward, made them a little unbearable.

"The Innate Bagua Sect is preparing to make a move against Wu Tian. Originally, yesterday, I should have go, but the Heavenly Bow was only taken out, and the elders needed to be skilled, so they didn't go immediately. Mr. Fan was full of confidence, and pointed to the country and said: "Your people are still in the human city next to Huaguo Mountain, right? Tell them not to come back, and when the Innate Bagua Gate goes to find Wu Tian to settle accounts, go together." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, that's a good idea. Huo Qiankun nodded immediately, with a look of ecstasy: "Everything will be done according to what Mr. said." In this way, the owner of the village does not have to go out, and he can also solve Wu Tian. ”

"But ......," Mr. Fan, the storyteller, suddenly frowned again.

"But what?" Huo Qiankun hurriedly asked, afraid that something would happen again.

"If you want to be proficient in the Heavenly Bow and the Cloud King Arrow, you need the cooperation of some things. Mr. Fan looked embarrassed, sighed and said: "This time the Innate Bagua Sect sent by Elder Qianyuan, he, his body is full of red spores, I heard that there was once a holy realm descending, called Qingqiu Holy Realm, in which there are many red pigs, shaped like ordinary fish but with a human face, the sound is like a mandarin duck bird calling, eating its meat can make people's skin intact, all epidemics are free, unfortunately, I searched for no results." ”

"I have, I have. "Elder and others, hurriedly signaled Huo Qiankun with his eyes, don't speak, this is related to the family secret, but Huo Qiankun is still quick to talk, and said: "When the Qingqiu Holy Realm came, others may not have found the intersection to enter, but my family did. ”

"Really?" Mr. Fan pretended to be disbelieving: "Don't lie to me." ”

Elders, you know that if you stop it, it's useless. The reason for the rapid development of the mountain villa is not only the Red Emperor Fist. Of course, because of another secret.

But the owner of the village, who completely trusts Mr. Fan, just said it all.

"It is indeed a Qingqiu Mountain Holy Realm, the south side of the mountain is rich in jade, and the north side of the mountain is rich in green pheasants. There is a wild beast in the mountains, shaped like a fox with nine tails, whose roar is similar to that of a baby's cry, and which can devour people, and whose flesh can make people not be poisoned. ”

"There is also a bird in the mountains, shaped like a turtledove, that chirps like people scolding each other, and its name is irrigation, and its feathers are stuck in its body so that people are not confused. ”

"There's a wing in it. There are many red squids in the river, and they are shaped like ordinary fish, but they have a human face, and the sound they make is like that of a mandarin duck bird, and eating its meat can make people skin disease-free. ”

Mr. Fan nodded, thinking of something again, and pretending to be surprised: "So, the sacrificial spirit of the Red Emperor Villa is a nine-tailed fox?"

"Yes, that nine-tailed fox is the guardian spirit of my family. Huo Qiankun said proudly: "That's right, that's right, the meat of the red pig, I have already asked someone to refine it into an elixir, so I will give a few to Mr., please give Mr. to Elder Qianyuan, this is my Red Emperor Villa, a gift from the Innate Bagua Gate." ”

"Rest assured, rest assured. ”

Mr. Fan nodded, his face was gentle, and no one could tell what he was thinking from this kind face.

...... The city of the world and Huaguo Mountain are calm on the surface, but behind them, they are pregnant with wind and rain.

Elder Qianyuan was practicing archery, as long as he was proficient in the Cangtian Bow and the Yunwang Arrow, he would immediately set off, go up to Huaguo Mountain, and kill Wu Tian with one arrow.

If it weren't for Wu Tian's weird physique,

Elder Qianyuan, I don't think I have to work hard to practice archery.

...... But as usual, he practiced shooting the sun bow and accompanied the little guy.

It's a small day, and it's not bad.

Of course, with the little guy here, the days on Huaguo Mountain will not be dull, and the little guy sometimes pesters Wu Tian to let her practice archery.

Wu Tian naturally didn't agree at first, but the little guy kept going to Qin Yuhan to say something Wu Tian recalled the empress from time to time or something, although it was said that this was something out of nothing,

But Qin Yuhan was still unhappy.

For the sake of his own happiness, Wu Tian finally had to surrender to the feet of the little guy and teach the little guy to practice archery.

Since then, on Huaguo Mountain, the hard days of Dao Crazy and others have come.

The little guy's spiritual power is weak, her spiritual power, and the arrows she cast, even if they are shot with a sun-shooting bow, they can only beat people into a bag.

Since the little guy practiced shooting the sun bow, Dao Crazy and others have been full of bags almost every day.

(End of chapter)