Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Wild Golden Town

The style of painting changes suddenly~

Outside the east gate of Golden Town, a group of soldiers in white surrounded a young man who had been beaten to death.

Suddenly, a small crack was torn out of the sky above the group of people, and countless rays of light poured out from between the cracks, and as the cracks got bigger and bigger, the light became more intense and pure, like a new sun, slowly squeezing out of the space, so that the soldiers below couldn't help but cover their eyes.

Then something spat out from the rift, and the spatial rift suddenly disappeared, and even the strange light disappeared without a trace, and no trace could be found, leaving only something that looked like a demon (ghost).

The demon (ghost) floated in mid-air and had not yet awakened, trembled for a moment, then trembled again, suddenly jumped up and straightened up, and roared:

"Zheng Koumao!! I'll you XX!! ”

The light just now, and this extremely vulgar voice, attracted the eyes of the people of Jinzhen, including the soldiers.

Fang Wuwei shook his head in mid-air, looked at his surroundings, looked at his body again, and took a long breath.

"Sure enough, it's Xiao Lian's cultivation world again!" Although it was not in the small temple before, it would not be wrong to give Fang Wuwei the feeling here, it was the world where Xiao Lian was located.

Fang Wuwei slowly floated down into the air, thinking. If you come to the world of cultivation, you have to find Xiao Lian first, otherwise your master is really enough to pit apprentices. But in such a big place, where will Xiao Lian be?

Just as Fang Wuwei was thinking, a young man's voice suddenly came from below Fang Wuwei.

"Master!!"

Fang Wuwei was stunned, although the voice sounded like a teenager's voice, this master was so familiar and kind, just like what Xiao Lian shouted back then, full of respect and love.

Fang Wuwei couldn't help but look below him, a young man covered in blood and beaten so hard that he couldn't see his human appearance was firmly surrounded by a group of soldiers in white clothes. The young man's eyes revealed the helplessness and sadness that Fang Wuwei would never forget in this life, as well as the happiness of returning to his relatives.

"Fool?"

Although that young man is six or seven years older than Xiao Lian back then, who else can have such eyes and shout out the master, besides Xiao Lian?

"Master...... Stupid and stupid, I didn't fight for your face. Xiao Lian lay on the ground and was dying, the master had exhausted his last ounce of strength just now, and at this moment he could only move his lips and muttered in an inaudible voice.

Seeing Xiao Lian's appearance, Fang Wuwei was in a bad mood. He was already upset by his mentally handicapped tenant before he crossed over, but when he came to the Savage Continent and saw that his apprentice was beaten to only half a life, he suddenly ignited a fire in his heart and was furious.

Fang Wuwei floated in mid-air, thinking about the six words "next door to Caonimenma" in his heart.

Then something very magical happened, and these six big characters gradually appeared above Fang Wuwei's head. As Fang Wuwei thought harder and harder in his heart, these six big characters became bigger and brighter, and they were constantly changing various colors like the signboard of a hair salon on the side of the road. The people of the Shangguan family and the people in Jinzhen were all attracted by the six big characters in the sky.

Shangguan Rou, who was hidden in the Jinzhen Inn, also saw this vision from the window, and saw that the outsider that day seemed to be Xiao Lian's master, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, but for some reason he became more irritable. And an old man standing next to Shangguan Rou in the same inn saw this vision, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he knelt on the ground in fright.

A young soldier in white under Fang Wuwei stumbled out the six words above Fang Wuwei's head, with doubts on his face.

"Caoni...... Menma...... Next door? Then he was stunned, as if he realized the meaning of this sentence, and hurriedly turned his head to Shangguan Wu and said:

"Lord Shangguan Wu! This demon curses! ”

Shangguan Wu glanced at the young soldier, his face turned purple with anger, and shouted at the young soldier: "I'm not blind! I'll see it myself! ”

Fang Wuwei snorted coldly, thinking about those six words in his heart, and said loudly to the soldiers of the Shangguan family below

"Tell you to beat my apprentice? I'm not only a grass nun, but also a grass nun! After saying that, he secretly thought in his heart, "Uncle Caoni next door", and then the colorful characters on Fang Wuwei's head were replaced by that sentence.

The young soldier just now looked at the words with difficulty, and stumbled and said:

"Grass...... Nimon...... Uncle next door? Then he was stunned, as if he realized the meaning of this sentence again, and hurriedly turned his head to Shangguan Wu again and said:

"Lord Shangguan Wu! This demon...... This demon wants to grass our uncle's wall! ”

Shangguan Wu's face turned from purple to black, and he slapped the young soldier, knocking the soldier to the ground.

Fang Wuwei snorted when he saw this scene. Then he shouted at Xiao Lian, "Fool! Do you still believe Master?! ”

Xiao Lian saw that the master had spoken what he wanted to say for himself, and his heart was full of joy, and his body seemed to have strength, and he replied loudly:

"The apprentice is willing to go to the soup for the master!"

Fang Wuwei saw Xiao Lian's eyes, still revealing the same innocent and trusting eyes as when he was a child, and he felt extremely relieved in his heart.

Back then, Fang Wuwei used hypnosis to make Xiao Lian instantly become a talent who could pull out the mountains and conquer the world, and now as long as Xiao Lian still believes in himself as he did back then, he will be able to stimulate Xiao Lian's deepest potential again.

"Apprentice obeys! Calm down, listen to the number of teachers to five, and the power in your body will return! Once again, unbeatable! Fang Wuwei floated above Xiao Lian and shouted loudly.

"One!" When the white-clothed soldiers heard the demon in mid-air say this, they hurriedly aimed their weapons at Fang Wuwei one by one and threw them over.

When Xiao Lian heard Fang Wuwei say this, he hurriedly closed his eyes, and for a moment there were no distracting thoughts in his mind, and he only felt that there was nothing in his mind. What cursing, what shouting can no longer be heard, only the number that Fang Wuwei said is left.

Fang Wuwei swayed left and right in mid-air to dodge the various weapons that flew up, although the physical object would pass through his body, he didn't know why he still felt pain. Fang Wuwei originally wanted to read out word by word, but now it seemed that he was afraid that he would die of pain when he read five, so Fang Wuwei hurriedly read out the remaining numbers in one go.

"Two, three, four, five!"

As soon as Fang Wu finished shouting the five words, Xiao Lian's mind instantly set off a huge wave, as if he had become the number one in the world at this moment! The true qi in the dantian overflowed one by one, filling the meridians around Xiao Lian's body.

Xiao Lian's body couldn't help but agitate, and then he slowly turned over and got up. The true qi in the body leaked out as it did back then, and the ground around him was hit by the leaking true qi, and cracks appeared one after another.

The blood on Xiao Lian's body was evaporated by the true qi, forming repeated red smoke. The white robe that Shangguan Rou made for him had also become tattered, and it couldn't stop slapping on Xiao Lian's body, making a squirming sound. His hair fluttered loosely around him, his eyes were still closed, his face was hideous, and his glory was covered in a layer of blood light, which made Fang Wuwei, who was floating in the air, think of the evil god who held a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand in the small temple back then!

Xiao Lian didn't make any extra movements, his feet lightly touched the ground, and only an afterimage remained where he was standing, and then there were screams one after another in the crowd.

Shangguan Wu stood in the crowd in a daze, his eyes flustered and followed the screams, but he could only see the soldiers under his hands, flying out of the battlefield, looking at the departing comrades one by one, Shangguan Wu couldn't stop shouting their names.

"Two dogs? No~ Big egg? No~ Little Plum? No ~ Muhammad Kenny - Finish Tom Crewe Pavlovsky Tyranny? No~"

Fang Wuwei, who was floating in the air, looked at Shangguan Wu standing in the middle of the crowd with black lines on his face, and always felt that there seemed to be something strange mixed in with what Shangguan Wu said. But soon I didn't care about it, after all, they were all miscellaneous fish that would hang up in less than three minutes.

When Shangguan Wu finished shouting the name of the last person, Xiao Lian was covered in a faint smoke, and instantly appeared in front of Shangguan Wu, and it was at the same time that a person wearing a Taoist robe who looked like an immortal appeared in the middle of Xiao Lian and Shangguan Wu in an instant.

It was the "nameless real person" mentioned before.