After being fooled by Wang Hong, Xu Fu's mentality also changed slightly.

There are so many powerhouses in this world, and there is even a broken void realm above.

He came out to make a fuss at every turn, and he couldn't laugh at these people looking at him, just like he watched the hero, purely to watch the monkey show to relieve boredom.

And with the two brothers of the big boss and the big demon god, Xu Fu suddenly felt that he also needed to find some help.

He is not at ease with those guys who have lived for hundreds and thousands of years, and the madman Wu Wuxuan will not consider it, and the mysterious young man in front of him who can make Xiao Sanxiao look at him seems to be able to give it a try.

Of course, we have to continue to test and collect more information, but as long as Xu Fu is not an enemy, it can be said that getting along with him is like a spring breeze.

And Wang Hong had no intention of being an enemy of Xu Fu, and his own knowledge was rare in the world, and he could completely keep up with the rhythm of the other party.

The two drank this meal so late that Xu Fu even invited Wang Hong to stay in Tianmen for a few days.

Fortunately, Wang Hong was not drunk at this time, and knew that it was difficult to enter the gate of heaven and even more difficult to get out, so he immediately politely declined.

After being rejected, Xu Fu was not annoyed, and now Wang Hong has this qualification in his eyes.

"You treated me to a drink, and I'll give you a gadget."

When the moon rose in the middle of the sky, Xu Fu got up and prepared to leave, and as he spoke, he threw Wang Hong a delicate token.

"If there is anything in the future, take this token to Los Angeles to find the city lord Luo Xian, Luo Xian will help you solve the small things, and she can also go back to Tianmen to find me in the big things."

Xu Fu's tone of voice was very casual, but Wang Hong's strong spiritual power instantly caught something wrong on the token.

Xu Fu is a very interesting elder, but Emperor Shakti is a psychopathic old yinbi!

No matter how well Wang Hong and Xu Fu get along, they dare not forget the true face of this guy.

'Oh, the old fellow still wants to test me. ’

Wang Hong's mind turned, but he pretended to be dazed and ignorant, and reached out to grab the token in his hand.

This token is carved from white jade as a whole, and the word "sky" is engraved on the top, which has a unique sense of warmth in the hand, and it is difficult for ordinary people to imitate it.

But when Wang Hong caught the token, he immediately felt an extremely cold force burst out.

But he wasn't unprepared, and the Liuyin Pagoda instantly appeared above his head? Will this tentative force? Resist eighty percent.

Immediately after the true qi in the body rotated, a white gang qi instantly popped out? Cover Wang Hong's whole body tightly.

After all, protecting the body is just an innate means? After less than two seconds, he was completely defeated by the cold? But it also consumed nearly half of the remaining strength.

In the end, the extremely cold power that fell on Wang Hong was only about one percent.

With his strong flesh? Pale in the face? With a flicker of his body, he completely resisted.

By this time, Shakti's figure had vanished.

Although he was very interested in the small tower above Wang Hong's head, he also knew that this was not the time to delve into it? He patted his ass and left the inn.

After a while? When Wang Hong completely dispelled the cold around him, the desert inn, which was originally quite cold at night, was actually covered with a layer of frost inside and out, which woke up many sleeping guests.

"Cousin, you...... How are you like that! ”

Mingyue who walked out of the room in clothes? See Wang Hong, who was sitting in the lobby drinking, and the female shopkeeper who just ran in to visit? Suddenly he was so angry that he couldn't say anything.

Wang Honggang wanted to explain, but unexpectedly, the female shopkeeper actually said with a smile:

"Guest, sit down first? I'm going to get two good dishes, let's drink until dawn and then rest! ”

Looking to walk to the back room? A swaying female shopkeeper? Wang Hong couldn't help but burst into a national scolding in his heart? However, he was speechless, and he didn't know what to say.

Mingyue saw Wang Hong sitting there without saying a word, her eyes instantly reddened, and there were faint tears flashing, she turned around and returned to the house, and closed the door with a "bang".

"Alas!"

Wang Hong sighed softly, poured himself another glass of wine, and took a sip.

His attitude towards women is more awkward, if the other party is a happy woman with peach blossoms, Wang Hong will definitely not be polite, he should have fun, at most he will give some benefits afterwards.

But for a good girl like Mingyue, Wang Hong really can't do it, so instead of continuing to delay, it is better to let the little girl misunderstand and cut off the bad relationship between the two.

With a beautiful woman to drink with him, Wang Hong naturally would not refuse.

And when the female shopkeeper found that Wang Hong's wine not only tasted excellent, but also had the effect of purifying power, she immediately turned into a wine barrel and saluted one cup after another.

For a thousand-year-old monster like Emperor Shakti, his skill has long been tempered to the limit, and the additional effect of wine is really not as important as taste.

But for the female shopkeeper who stepped into the grandmaster with half a foot, Wang Hong's seemingly inexhaustible wine could at least save her two years of water grinding work.

But the spirit wine is the spirit wine after all, the emperor has the strength to carry the wine, Wang Hong has extraordinary spiritual power to resist drunkenness, so he can naturally push the cup and drink it.

And the female shopkeeper in front of her, although she is a master on the rivers and lakes, but after more than a dozen glasses of spiritual wine, her face, neck, and arms are flushed with roses.

The wine was surging, and the female shopkeeper became more and more unscrupulous, untied her coat casually, and asked with a smile:

"Is there anything to do when the guest officer comes to the Taggo Desert this time?"

Wang Hong took a sip of wine and asked, "Does the shopkeeper know where the Dugu Sword Saint lives in the Sword Mansion, where in the Tagor Desert?" ”

The female shopkeeper was slightly stunned, then smiled even more happily, and only waved her hand after half a ring and said:

"The Sword Master is not a good-tempered person, there are dozens of masters who go to the Sword Residence every year to challenge, and so far none of them have come back alive."

The female shopkeeper mistakenly thought that Wang Hong wanted to challenge the Sword Master, but for the sake of this meal, she still opened her mouth to persuade her.

But as soon as she finished speaking, her slightly drunk brain remembered the person in front of her, but she had drunk wine with her master for most of the night, and this kind of character was really not weaker than Dugu Sword Saint.

"If the guest officer really wants to go to the Sword Apartment, tomorrow I will arrange a guy to lead the way, the oasis where the Sword Master is located is less than seventy miles away from the Camel Bell Set, set off in the morning, and arrive before dark."

Wang Hong smiled and toasted her a glass of wine, looked at the inn where the frost gradually dissipated, and asked:

"Your strength is not weak, don't you feel aggrieved when you squat in such a small place all year round?"

The strong grandmasters on the face of the Central Plains Martial Arts are only a limited number of people such as Xiongba and Dugu.

With the innate peak strength of the female shopkeeper, she is in today's Central Plains martial arts, and there is really no pressure at all to start a sect.

"If I hadn't been in this small place all year round, I wouldn't have this strength......"

The female shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and soon said with a wry smile.

The rules inside the Heavenly Gate are so strict, not to mention that she is a quasi-grandmaster, even if some grandmasters are at the peak of the powerhouse, they are not qualified to talk about the word separation.

The female shopkeeper had witnessed that Emperor Shakti had frozen a powerful man she couldn't understand at all into a statue in an instant, resting at the gate of the Heavenly Realm, warning all the people of the Heavenly Gate.

Every time she returned to Tianshan to report on her work, she passed by the frozen powerhouse who had not died until now and still exuded infinite might, and any hidden thoughts of the female shopkeeper would completely disappear.

Wang Hong shook his head and said, "Emperor Shakti is not a guy to serve......

Speaking of this, he stopped talking, not to mention that the female shopkeeper in front of him has not yet stepped into the grandmaster, even if she is a peak grandmaster like Nameless, is she not being played with at will when she meets Emperor Shakti?

And Wang Hong currently has neither the strength nor the energy to make trouble with Emperor Shakti, so it makes no sense to continue.

The female shopkeeper poured a glass of wine silently, but soon regained a charming smile, moved slightly, and sat next to Wang Hong in the blink of an eye.

Glancing at the female shopkeeper leaning on him, Wang Hong's arm moved slightly, but in the end he didn't push her away, picked up his wine glass and looked at the night scene outside the window, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He is not a gentleman who is not in a mess, this kind of pleasure in the journey, you and I are willing, each takes what he needs.

Moreover, the female shopkeeper next to her has also reached Wang Hong's psychological line in terms of appearance, at least much stronger than what he met in the bar in previous years.

At dawn the next day, when Wang Hong woke up, the female shopkeeper had already left the room.

When he got dressed and came to the lobby of the inn, he saw the female shopkeeper sitting behind the counter with a smile, while Mingyue was fixed in front of the counter with an annoyed face.

"Trouble!"

Wang Hong patted his head and walked over to relieve Mingyue's acupoint.

The little girl's eyes widened, and she wanted to ask Wang Hong but she couldn't say anything, and finally stomped her feet in anger, picked up her burden and walked out of the door.

Wang Hong shook his head and said to the female shopkeeper with a smile:

"I'll go to the Sword Mansion first, can the guy who led the way go now?"

The female shopkeeper raised her forehead lightly and shouted loudly: "Ah Hu, come here, you take this guest officer to the Sword Apartment, and come back before noon the day after tomorrow." ”

Although the female shopkeeper has some confidence in Wang Hong, the name of the Sword Saint is really not small, and the man in front of him, who had a night of love, if he really dies at the hands of the Sword Saint, the guy can at least collect his body if he stays for one more day.

Wang Hong naturally heard the meaning of the female shopkeeper, but he didn't explain more, said a few words of goodbye, and chased after Mingyue with his buddy Ah Hu.

Fortunately, the little girl's temper came and went quickly, and she was depressed for an hour, and she was soon attracted by the desert scenery.

The oasis of Juggernaut's seclusion, although it is on the edge of the desert, is also a day's journey.

At Ah Hu's suggestion, Wang Hong and Mingyue left their horses at the inn and bought a few tall camels to hit the road.

The scenery in the desert is magnificent, but after a long time, it is just like that.

By noon, when the three of them finished their lunch, Mingyue complained while packing up her things:

"Alas, this place is dry, hot and boring, the Sword Saint seniors don't stay in Wushuang City, why bother to come to this place to live in seclusion?"

The guy Ah Hu has a very cheerful personality, and told Mingyue a lot of interesting stories about the desert along the way, and when he heard this little aunt and grandmother complain, he immediately said with a smile:

"Every year, there are twenty or thirty new martial artists who challenge the Sword Saint, and if his old man lives in Wushuang City, it is estimated that this number will have to increase several times."

There is a strange thing about the stormy world, that is, there are many young people who lose their minds for fame and fortune and do not measure themselves.

The population of Dongwu Prefecture is dozens of times that of the Fengyun World, but the young people who dare to challenge the bigwigs from all over the world have heard of three or five a year.

And every year, hundreds of young people in Fengyun World run to challenge the bigwigs from all over the world for all kinds of strange reasons.

Even though these challengers almost all died for life, the young people who came after them did not spin their deaths, and there was a steady stream of various deaths.

For example, the son of the First Evil Emperor, even if his father repeatedly said that he couldn't control the magic knife, he still forced him to die and insisted that the First Evil Emperor use the magic knife to fight him.

In the end, he died under his father's knife in a few moves, killing himself and the first evil emperor.

In fact, the son of the First Evil Emperor is a young man with some strength.

More inexplicable challengers are simply just a few years of boxing and foot kung fu, and they are barely a master in ten miles and eight towns.

One day, I heard how beautiful a strong man was, and then I was enthusiastic and ran desperately to challenge.

There are still a lot of such brainless guys, and some strong people with relatively peaceful personalities began to show mercy to the challenger's subordinates.

But once this reputation spreads, hundreds or thousands of challengers will immediately appear, which will annoy the challenged people, and finally have to be ruthless.

And the extremely famous and lonely reclusive Juggernaut is the favorite choice of these challengers.

Since the nameless disappearance of the martial arts myth, the Sword Master has been recognized as the strongest swordsman on the rivers and lakes.

He is not like Xiongba and the others who have a large number of subordinates around him, and the challengers can't get close at all, so even if the Sword Master lives in seclusion in the Northwest Desert, there will still be many people who risk death to challenge every year.

Just as Ah Hu was telling Mingyue about the challenger, Wang Hong suddenly waved his hand and looked at a certain sand dune in the east with a serious face.

"You stay here first, don't run around."

After speaking, Wang Hong's figure disappeared from the eyes of the two of them, and even Mingyue, who drew his sword, failed to find his trace.

……

On the back of the sand dune, Wang Hong held the Cold Moon Ring Knife and looked at a middle-aged man.

"I didn't expect you to come to the Tagor Desert in person, aren't you really afraid that something will go wrong with your nest?"

The middle-aged man is about forty, wearing a golden cloak, his expression is calm, he stands with his hands in his hands, looking at the sand sea in front of him, a domineering spirit that seems to be born with a god, which makes people look frightened.

"Ordinary people are naturally not worth taking risks, but you two Tianjiao of Wushuang City have the qualifications to let this gang leader take risks!"

is such a domineering and leaky middle-aged man who claims to be the leader of his gang, there is no second person in the world except for the hero.

Wang Hong chuckled when he heard this, now Xiongba hasn't even achieved the return of the three elements to one, and he is almost the same as Huang Tianyuan in Dongwu Continent.

The only thing that makes Wang Hong more jealous is the hegemonic luck on him.

This thing is like a Heavenly Mandate Protector, and before he should die, a heaven-defying stunt as strong as Sword Twenty-Three will fail to hit him for various reasons.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if Wang Hong can kill Xiongba, he will not do it at this time.

Not to mention that this kind of guy with a life in his body, will he die in advance will cause the attention of the plane consciousness.

is just an important promoter in the early stage, if Xiongba dies early, the whole plot will be a mess.

Wang Hong's biggest advantage in this world is not his own strength, but his familiarity with the plot.

This is not only a limitation, but also the best protection for traversers!