The two walked over with a grin, and as soon as they got closer, they were stopped.

"Stop, who are you and what are you doing!"

The man's tone was proud, with a sense of contempt, and he sat there clearly, but he seemed to be looking down on all beings.

He is Zhang Baisheng of the Wudang Zhang family, the first day of the Zhang family, seven years ago, he stepped into the dark, became famous at a young age, and is the leading figure of the young generation.

Fang Yuanhun didn't care about his tone, and said with a smile: "I'm hungry, I'm here to ask for something to eat." ”

The little girl, Zhou Yan, was a little shy, hiding behind Fang Yuan and revealing half of her head.

Zhang Baisheng showed a sneer and sneered: "Are you hungry? Hahaha, who are you fooling! It's clear that I see that my Wudang Zhang family is here, and I want to get close, but I'm afraid of losing my face, do you know what your name is? Hahaha, this is called wanting to be a ......"

"Shut up!" Among the group, a middle-aged man shouted, "Yum, have you forgotten your father's orders?!" ”

Zhang Baisheng snorted unhappily and turned his head.

The man smiled and said: "Haha, in Xia Wudang Zhang Qianjun, the little nephew has been stubborn since he was a child, and I hope that Mr. will forgive him." ”

Fang Yuan smiled faintly: "It's good that you stopped it early, otherwise, he would already be a corpse by now!" ”

At this time, there were already many figures hiding in the shadows nearby, all of them were warriors and tomb robbers, and they were checking here.

Zhang Qianjun's brows were irrepressibly raised, just now he had already reported to his family, Wudang, that was one of the seven kings, this person actually threatened the children of the Zhang family in front of him, should he be said to be arrogant or ignorant?

Zhang Baisheng was already furious at this moment, and got up suddenly, there seemed to be a whistling wind in his palm, and his true anger was boiling.

There were other disciples of the Zhang family, who were also angry, staring coldly at Fang Yuan's master and apprentice.

Fang Yuan looked at them with interest, without fear.

Zhang Qianjun's brows suddenly jumped, and he jumped again, thinking of someone in his mind, he was so frightened that he jumped again, he hurriedly grabbed Zhang Baisheng, pulled him back, and said with a smile: "Dare to ask, but Mr. Fang Yuanfang is in person?" ”

"Well said." Fang Yuan replied lightly.

Radius?

He's Fang Yuan?!

The children of the Zhang family were stunned when they heard this name.

Recently, I have heard this name a lot.

On the birthday of the ancestor of the Lei family, Fang Bancun and Zhang Guowei, two veteran dark powerhouses, fought alone, and won the battle!

Then in Miao City, two elders and a disciple of the Yanjing Yang family were abolished, and they acted unscrupulously.

Then a few days ago, he wantonly blackmailed the Lin family, the thousand-year-old medicine king family, in Yanjing!

If this had been someone else, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago, but Fang Yuan was still at large and had a good life, why?

It's not because he's the youngest master in history!

Zhang Baisheng is known as the first genius of the young generation, this title was there a few years ago, but since Fang Yuan was born, this title seems a little ridiculous.

"You are Fang Yuan?!" Zhang Baisheng turned his head and looked at him with glowing eyes, as if he wanted to see him through.

"He's Fang Yuan?" In the dark, the pupils of some tomb robbers suddenly widened, and their eyes sparkled when they looked at Fang Yuan.

Next to him, a warrior was puzzled: "What? Even you've heard of Fang Yuan's name? ”

Yes, Fang Yuan is a martial arts genius and a Transforming Strength Grandmaster, but the tomb robbers and the martial arts rivers and lakes are still two different dimensions in the final analysis, and there is no reason why Fang Yuan's name will reach the ears of the tomb robbers.

"Haha, all I know is that our tomb robber's ancestor is looking for him!" A tomb robber whispered.

When the warriors heard this, an old man with a gloomy face suddenly appeared in their hearts.

"Tomb idiot?!"

"The tomb idiot is looking for Fang Yuan?"

"Heh, this is really going to be a big deal, I remember that the tomb idiot is in the big tomb down there now, right?"

"When did the two get into a grudge?"

"I heard that it was in the Yanjing Pan Homeland, and Fang Yuan snatched a feng shui compass that the tomb idiot apprentice fancied."

"There's a good show to watch, the tomb idiot is a veteran Huajin Grandmaster, and he is proficient in tomb robbing, he has a home advantage here, Fang Yuan is so young, once he goes to the tomb, I'm afraid it will be more auspicious!"

"It's a pity, but why am I so excited?"

These people hid in the shadows and chattered, speaking very lightly, and the others were Zhang Qianjun and Zhang Baisheng of Wudang, the two masters of dark energy, who couldn't hear it, but they couldn't hide Fang Yuan's divine sense.

"Tomb idiot? Pan Jiayuan? ”

The corners of Fang Yuan's mouth outlined a sneer, and he remembered that fat man, Si Yanping.

As the saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the sons of mice will make holes!

Although Si Yanping is not a descendant of the tomb idiot, since he is an apprentice, he must be similar in some aspects, and it is impossible to be as honest and easy to bully as he seems, if this is the case, how can the ruthless and cunning tomb idiot accept him as an apprentice?

Fang Yuan guessed that Si Yanping must have publicized the matter of Pan's homeland and lost the face of the tomb idiot, and the tomb idiot would naturally come out, while he continued to hide innocently behind his back!

Cunning as a fox!

Here, Zhang Qianjun finally offered a piece of fat and thin beef with both hands, very polite, on the surface, he did something very decent, but there is a problem when he thinks about it, because Lin Zi, the head of the Lin family, once said that the Zhang family and the Lin family in Wudang have been advancing and retreating together, since this is the case, there is no reason for Zhang Qianjun to be so polite to Fang Yuan!

In particular, Lin Er had already arrived here before him, would the Lin family not know about the grievances between them? It can be seen that the city of this thousand armies is extremely deep.

"Master, you eat." The little girl Zhou Yan took the beef and gave half of it to Fang Yuan very filtily.

The master and apprentice feasted quickly, and then drifted away.

The people nearby also dispersed quickly, and some of the tomb robbers hurriedly sneaked down to the tomb to find the tomb idiot to report the news.

……

"Ahhh......h

The hoarse roar, like the dying screams of wild beasts, spread far and wide through the camp, adding to the panic atmosphere.

Lin Erlin Chuanfu was standing outside an iron cage, observing and studying a middle-aged martial artist infected with corpse poison.

This warrior, at this time, is like a zombie in Resident Evil, the hair on the top of his head has fallen out to only three or two, sticking straw into his head, the whites of his eyes squeeze the pupils to the size of soybeans, his face is full of protruding gray-blue meridians, saliva is flowing all over the ground, and there is a stench of not brushing his teeth for ten years.

His eyes are like those of a wolf, without the slightest emotion, only madness and killing.

Lin Er had been observing here for two days, but there was still no progress.

Because every person infected with corpse poison has no rest at all, they are always crazy and screaming, as soon as you get close, they will pounce on you and bite you, and it is easy to get re-infected.

"It's almost time." Lin Er looked at his watch, and sure enough, the pupils of this martial artist suddenly spread, like ripples in a lake, and finally fell silent, and he was completely dead.

"The corpse poison can only stay in the human body for three days at most, and after three days, the corpse poison will evaporate, and the person will also die."

Lin Er had a headache, the corpse in the iron cage was no longer corpse poison, and it was of no research value.

Just then, his phone rang and he received a text message.

He took it out and looked at it, and his eyes suddenly burst with infinite hatred.

"Fang Yuan?!"

(End of chapter)