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To a certain extent, the fist intent of the martial saint is already close to the means of Taoism, especially Hong Xuanji, who is almost a human immortal-level figure, his fist intent can almost hurt any Taoist master below the level of a ghost immortal, if the soul is faced, he doesn't even dare to get close, he can't get out of the body, and his soul will be scattered as soon as he gets out of the body.

Hong Xuanji was already in the realm of a half-step immortal twenty years ago, and now twenty years later, he is the same as the Dao realm of Emperor Yang Pan, the Great Qian, and he no longer knows where to cultivate, but there is no doubt that the combat power of the human immortal level is not exaggerated, and it is really not too difficult for his fist intent to hurt other people's souls through his body, and any Taoist master below the ghost immortal will not dare to get close.

Hong Xuanji was indeed a little shocked by Wang Daoyi, and even regretted making the decision to fight him a little, this son has not practiced martial arts, he has just learned the Tao, but he can withstand the oppression of his martial saint's will just now, what kind of qualification and temperament is this, he will be greatly punished in the future, he is so easily offended, I am afraid that it will be a disaster in the future, it is better to destroy him now! Even if there is a possibility of exposing one's strength for this, he can't take care of it.

"I was going to study in Xishan, I was going to meditate on the Tao, but I saw that Hong Yi was going to live in the dilapidated mountain temple on a cold winter day, I was afraid that it was going to freeze, and I couldn't bear it, so I invited him to live together, and later I learned that he was the famous Hongfu, the son of the Marquis of Wuwen, but unfortunately, because of his mother's identity and early death, he was not as good as a pig and a dog in the house, and he didn't eat and wear well. Hehe, I just want to ask Lord Hong, where were you when Hong Yi was bullied in the Hou Mansion? I heard that there are two sons in your mansion, Hong Xi. Hong Kang and others can learn martial arts to strengthen their bodies, but Hong Yi was forbidden to practice martial arts, and he even had to go out to borrow and copy his books! It's ridiculous to say that Hong Yi refused to live with me that day, but when I revealed the books in the library, this kid's eyes were straight. That's when I agreed! Let me ask, is he Hong Yi still the son of Wu Wenhou? This is not even as good as a subordinate, and it doesn't even have the grace of nurturing. Because you're raising him like a pig! ”

Wang Dao snorted coldly, walked over to Hong Yi, and handed the long sword to him.

"The ancient sages have clouds: the king regards the minister as a brother, and the minister regards the king as the heart; The king regards his ministers like dogs and horses. then the minister regards the king as a countryman; The king regards his ministers like mustard. The minister regards the king as an enemy! Hong Yi, here today, Hong Xuanji wants to drive you out of the house, don't you still understand? ”

Hong Yimo didn't die, his expression was as cold as ice, he took the long sword, walked forward, and faced Hong Xuanji. Facing the gate of the Hong Mansion, he resolutely lifted the corner of his green shirt. Swing of the sword! A piece of robe was cut off, swung with the sword, and landed in front of the gate of Hongmen!

Ancient Ritual Law: Cut the robe and break the righteousness! Grace and righteousness! This has been done since ancient times!

"Hong Yi has treated me well for fifteen years, only my mother and Brother Dao, Brother Dao treats me like an eldest brother, the eldest brother is like a father, and Enbi is a father, from today Hong Yi is willing to recognize Brother Dao as a brother, only my brother is my only relative, and there are no relatives!" Hong Yi bowed to his head, and Wang Daoyi was deeply respected.

"Hahaha...... Second brother, from now on, you will be my second brother, Lord Hong, thank you, you have one less son you don't want, but I have one more brother, it should be a good thing for everyone to be happy, isn't it, Lord Hong? I thought it would be better to buy some cannons and set off fireworks to celebrate, at least for me. ”

"Second brother, let's go, this is in front of the Marquis of Wuwen's mansion, I heard that the distance is very large, so it's better not to stay for a long time." Wang Daoyi turned around and left with Hong Yi at this time.

Hong Xuanji's eyes narrowed slightly behind him, and his murderous aura flickered like substance, but looking at it in this all-jade capital, he couldn't slaughter these two little beasts.

And I don't know if it's a coincidence or accident, Wang Daoyi turned around and retreated at this time, just enough to dodge the maximum damage range of Hong Xuanji's charged fist intent attack, which made Hong Xuanji, whose secret strength has reached the level of human immortals, a warning in his heart, this son retreated too timely, and one step later, Hong Xuanji can guarantee that he can hurt his soul will with his fist intent without using too much movement, but it is too late, and then make a move, unless his immortal strength is exposed now, otherwise he will definitely be seen by the people who are secretly watching. Recently, the Oneiroi machine was born, and there are still demon immortal cult people in ambush in the dynasty, and if you want to force it now, I'm afraid it will startle the snake! Especially the Oneiroi machine, which was destroyed by me, and now that he is reincarnated, he will definitely not let me go. That's it, that's it, it's eventful, and you can't act rashly.

Hong Yi and Wang Daoyi turned around and left like this, Yang Tong Shizi and Jing Yuxing looked at each other, and they didn't know what to think, but at this time, they had to say hello to Hong Xuanji and Mrs. Zhao first, and then left to chase Wang Daoyi and them.

And at this time, those princes and disciples behind him were a little hesitant, this is obviously Wang Daoyi broke off with Hongfu, and then catch up at this time, isn't it good?

But seeing that Yang Tong Shizi and Jing Yuxing caught up with Wang Dao and one or two people, I thought about my bird business, haha, I personally saw these things in Hongfu today, and there was something to brag about later. Then a large group of people followed.

Meow~Meow......

A crying cat meowed, a pure white little white cat was thrown in the garbage heap in the alley not far from the gate of Hongfu by whom, wrestling in the dust, the whole body was dusty, the tail was faintly bloodstained, a tail was gone, and there was still a piece of fur on the little white cat, which was very pitiful. This little white cat is still young, and it is injured, how can it survive in the winter, if no one cares, it will either freeze to death here, or be caught and cooked by some beggars and homeless people.

As soon as Wang Dao heard this faint cat meow, he was a cat lover, and he was a loyal fan of the cat star people during the mortal period of the main world.

"Who was cut a thousand times to abuse such a cute white cat like this! Damn it...... Kitten, good girl, I'm here to help you, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll take you to see for treatment. ”

Hong Yi on the side saw the little white cat and recognized it: "This, isn't this the pure white civet that Mrs. Zhao likes most on weekdays, it was given by the nobles in the palace not long ago, hum...... That Mrs. Zhao is the most femme fatale, easy to anger others, many servants in the mansion have been beaten to death by her, but no matter how angry she is, she will not attack this white cat. ”

"It must be that Mrs. Zhao can't vent her anger because of you and me, so she abuses it so cruelly, what a poor little guy." Wang Daoyi had already gently picked up the little white cat, carefully avoiding the little white cat's injuries, and regardless of the dust, he hugged it in his arms.

"This little one...... Hey, class me. Hong Yi thought of himself from the little white cat, and he was sad for a while, and his words were full of sadness.

Thinking of this, Hong Yi looked at this little white cat more and more pleasing to the eyes, and the more he sympathized with the disease, and his gloomy mood shifted for a while.

…………………… (To be continued......)