"By the way, is it really okay not to bring that Ah Cheng?"

Fang Wuwei wiped the blood on his face with the tissue brought by Wu Meng, and asked Shangguan Rou, who was walking in front.

At this time, Fang Wu was walking on the long steps of Wantang Gate. The long steps that connect the Wantang Gate from the mountain gate to the top of the mountain are at least a few miles long, and there may be tens of thousands of steps in rough calculation.

Shangguan Rou, who was walking in front, looked around vigilantly and replied in a low voice:

"Take Ah Cheng with you? Do you carry it? ”

Fang Wuwei was speechless for a moment, and could only smile awkwardly. Ah Cheng was wrapped like a mummy, and it was indeed a little troublesome to carry it to the top of the mountain. It is estimated that except for Shangguan Rou and Zheng Koumao, no one here can do this kind of thing.

Thinking of this, Fang Wuwei glanced at Zheng Koumao, who was walking behind him and was covered with sweat.

Zheng Koumao carried a cloth bag like a baby on his back, which contained Wu Meng, and climbed the steep stone steps with difficulty. The current Zheng Koumao is equivalent to climbing the steps with Wu Meng on his back, so even if he can carry Ah Cheng on his back, it is estimated that Wu Meng will not agree to be occupied by someone to occupy his "means of transportation".

Speaking of Wu Meng, she had only climbed for a while before, and she yelled that she couldn't crawl. Then he made something like a suspender and hung himself on Zheng Koumao's body. At this time, she was drilling around in the cloth bag, and she couldn't do it at ease.

Fang Wuwei glanced up, the winding stone steps seemed to lead to the sky, out of reach, and he didn't know how long it would take to climb to climb to the inside of the Wantang Gate.

Sighing helplessly, Fang Wuwei supported his knees with his hands, continued to climb up, and asked as he crawled:

"Shangguan Rou, you should know Wantangmen quite well, right? Is Wantangmen very powerful? ”

Shangguan Rou, who was walking in front, was not panting, as if the tens of thousands of steps were not painful for her at all, and she shook her head and replied:

"Except for the master of the Wantang Gate, I don't know. The rest of the Wantang Sect Daoists, none of them won the fool alone. So in my opinion, Wantangmen is not powerful at all. ”

Fang Wuwei was stunned, looked at Shangguan Rou who was walking in front suspiciously, and asked with a little disbelief:

"Xiao Lian is so powerful?"

Shangguan Rou stopped and turned her head to look at Fang Wuwei. Then he turned back and continued to get up, and said unhappily:

"You are the master of the Xiao fool, shouldn't you know best how powerful the Xiao fool is?! Sure enough, I guessed correctly, you're a garbage master! ”

Hearing Shangguan Rou's thorny words, Fang Wuwei smiled awkwardly and did not refute. So many unpleasant things happened before, and now it's time to pay off the debt. And he was originally a mortal, and the ghost knew how powerful a disciple he could teach, and Xiao was lucky that he didn't even practice and went mad.

Shangguan Rou didn't care about Fang Wuwei. After crawling for a while, he suddenly said:

"In my heart, the fool is the best in the world. You haven't seen a fool fight with someone before, he ......"

Shangguan Rou was just halfway through his words when a man's voice suddenly came from the distance of the stone steps.

"Who trespassed on the Wantang Gate?!"

Hearing this voice, Fang Wuwei's steps on the stone steps stopped instantly. It's not that he was scared, but Fang Wuwei was really tired and just wanted to take a break.

After a while, a man appeared in the distance of the stone steps. The man rushed towards Chao Fang Wu Wei and his group, and the speed was extremely fast! It's like flying. In an instant, he ran to Fang Wuwei and his party from a distance.

The man was wearing a red robe, short and fat, his eyes were squeezed into a thin slit, his face was covered with sweat, and he stood on the stone steps panting slightly, looking down at Shangguan Rou.

"What are you here for?"

Shangguan Rou frowned. looked at the Taoist in front of him, and said unhappily:

"I'm here to destroy your Wantang Sect!"

The chubby man was stunned for a moment, subconsciously took a few steps back, and asked cautiously:

"Are you from the heart?"

Fang Wuwei leaned against the cliff on the edge of the stone steps and looked at the short and fat Taoist suspiciously. I wondered in my heart. Why did this person suddenly think of the Congxin faction? Could it be that he has already seen Xiao Lian and his party?

Shangguan Rou snorted coldly and said unhappily:

"If only you knew we were from the heart! Get out of here! ”

When the short and fat Taoist heard Shangguan Rou's words, his fat face trembled slightly, and then he carefully examined the four people standing on the steps. A woman, a man who was so tired that he rested on a cliff, and a strong man with a sweaty head and a girl on his back.

The short and fat Taoist's little eyes turned around a few times, then coughed, put on a "fairy wind Dao bone" appearance, and pretended to be majestic:

"I'm the gatekeeper of the Wantang Gate, even if you send it from the heart?! If you leave quickly, I won't pursue it anymore, if you don't leave? Watch out for me to kill you all! ”

After the short and fat Taoist who claimed to be the gatekeeper finished speaking, he also specially put on a posture of starting a fight if he disagreed, as if he was warning Fang Wuwei and his party.

Shangguan Rou smiled contemptuously, and instantly pulled out a soft sword from his waist and pointed it directly at the neck of the short and fat Taoist.

The soft sword on the neck of the short and fat Taoist was full of cold light, like the fangs of a poisonous snake, which was terrifying!

Frightened, Humpty Dumpty's legs trembled, and he almost sat down. Of course, if he just sat down like this, he probably wouldn't be able to protect his head.

Fang Wuwei looked at the short and fat Taoist with a painful face, thinking that this Taoist was probably not a ruthless character, otherwise he would not have been scared like this by Shangguan Rou's sword.

Just when Fang Wuwei felt that the short and fat Taoist was about to admit it, the short and fat Taoist suddenly moved!

In an instant, Humpty Dumpty Daoist suddenly jumped backwards, avoiding the soft sword that Shangguan Rou was holding on his neck, and turned his head and ran wildly! The speed was unbelievably fast, Fang Wuwei only felt that in the blink of an eye, the short and fat Daoist appeared dozens of meters away.

I saw Humpty Dumpty Daoist running to a high place, taking a few breaths, and then a confident smile appeared on his mouth, and he said slowly:

"I didn't expect to be almost caught by you! But it doesn't matter, this Daoist cultivates the Divine Exercises, and the speed of running is extremely fast, you can't catch me anymore! ”

After saying that, Humpty Dumpty Daoist pulled his legs and ran to the far side of the stone steps, without even looking back, like a wild dog on the loose.

The corners of Fang Wuwei's eyes twitched as he looked at the figure of the short and fat Taoist in the distance. Why didn't the god run away?! If you can't run away after the big talk, this is too obscene, right?!

Shangguan Rou snorted coldly, not caring at all what the short and fat Taoist said. As soon as he stepped on the stone steps, he instantly followed. Then in mid-air, he threw the soft sword in his hand towards the short and fat Taoist, and the soft sword seemed to have turned into a long snake, swimming quickly in the air, and fiercely piercing the calf of the short and fat Taoist who was running frantically.

"Ouch!"

The short and fat Taoist screamed miserably, staggered, and hit his head on the stone steps. Then directly from the height of the stone steps, he rolled down with his bones, and kept shouting as he rolled:

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

Fang Wuwei watched with black lines on his face as the short and fat Taoist rolled down from above and rolled in front of him. Then he rolled in front of Zheng Koumao...... Then Zheng Koumao moved to the side, and the short and fat Taoist shouted "ouch" and rolled to the bottom of the stone steps, and rolled until he disappeared.

Fang Wuwei slapped his head, and for a moment he only felt that this Wantang Sect was not so dangerous, and maybe it was a collection of comics. Even the gatekeeper is so mentally retarded, what about the first sect of the wilderness......

After a while, the sound of "ouch" that was gradually moving away finally stopped, and it was estimated that the short and fat Taoist had rolled to the gate of the mountain, and there were no more steps.

Fang Wuwei sighed helplessly, a silent mourning for the IQ of the short and fat Taoist, and then beat his sore thighs, ready to continue to climb up. Suddenly, the short and fat Taoist voice came from below:

"Don't think that's the end of it! I'll tell you, I have two brothers! The second senior brother travels thousands of miles a day, and the speed is faster than flying! And the speed of the senior brother is the fastest, and none of you can catch it! If you want to catch it, go ahead! ”

After finishing speaking, the short and fat Taoist who could no longer see the figure was silent.

Fang Wuwei glanced back with a black line on his face, and didn't want to complain anymore, so he silently followed Shangguan Rou and continued to climb up. (To be continued.) )