The shadow of the sun gradually slanted eastward, and people came out of the city one after another. Wen Xiaotian closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and opened his eyes when he felt someone coming. Outside the Shili Pavilion, an old man and a young man stopped not far away, the old one was an old woman, with a little rickety on her back, and she was holding a crutch made of stainless steel...... Are you sure you need this crutch to walk?

Yishao is a boy who looks only seven or eight years old, with red face and white teeth, and pigtails. Wen Xiaotian glanced at the two of them and knew that they were not from Cangfeng Castle.

But this old and young are very powerful.

The old man said: "The old man is called Meng Po, the nearest mysterious master, it should be you, right?" The old man's voice sounded a little weak. But how can a person who is truly weak in qi be able to hold a cane made of stainless steel? Wen Xiaotian smiled. Interesting, the most unprovoked group of people in the rivers and lakes has been.

Wen Xiaotian asked interestingly: "Will the ending be death?" ”

"That's right...... How did you? ”

Subconsciously took Wen Xiaotian's words, and the boy suddenly realized that something was wrong. Wen Xiaotian had already clicked on the acupoint by himself, how could he speak? As soon as he reacted, he knew that it was not good, and the boy quickly swept back. The body shape method, but it is also a familiar but obviously different Ling Bo microstep.

Wen Xiaotian didn't chase after him, but just said, "Don't you think it's wrong to kill innocents indiscriminately like this?" Although you may look like a child, the rhythm, sound and intensity of your heartbeat all indicate that you are already in your forties or fifties. Other things can deceive people, but a person's physiological functions cannot deceive people. ”

The boy was still asking that sentence.

"Who the hell are you?"

Wen Xiaotian rubbed his chin with the hilt of his sword and smiled. There seemed to be two more swirls in his eyes. The boy's gaze was drawn to the whirlpool, and soon became dull, like a piece of wood. The other old woman saw that the situation was not good, and was about to use light skills to escape, but she didn't want Wen Xiaotian to look at her.

So the old woman also became a stake of wood.

At this time, there is no one around to ambush, it is too laborious to fight the edge or something, how can you get the soul transference**? Wen Xiaotian instructed the two to walk in front of him and began to ask one by one. The first thing he asked was the little boy, "What's your name?" Where did your martial arts come from? ”

"My name is Wen Qi...... Martial arts are ......"

The boy told his origin in an unconventional voice. This person is a godgrandson that Wu Xingyun accepted after Wen Xiaotian and Bai Yezi left, and inherited the incense for Wen Xiaotian. Later, because of the accident in the Great Liao Kingdom, the Vulture Palace was completely hidden, and the family also faded out of the rivers and lakes.

Later, with the passage of time, the dynasty changed, and by the time of Wen Qi's grandfather's generation, the original site of the Vulture Palace had been completely abandoned, and the people of the Vulture Palace changed to another place in order to avoid vendetta. But at this time, most of their martial arts have been lost, and only the fragmented version of the Eight Desolations is left.

His grandfather also tried to return to the Vulture Palace and retrieve the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand and the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, but he didn't want to meet a reclusive master there and be killed.

From this boy's narration, Wen Xiaotian could guess who the master was with his toes!

Nine cold.

In the world of condor shooting, he had seen this man and was impressed.

These things are undoubtedly embarrassing.

Wen Qi's grandfather died at the hands of Jiu Han, and later his father didn't have much hope for it. It's just that according to some existing martial arts, as well as some special yoga mental methods from Tianzhu, the martial arts have been improved. Although there are still defects, they can already practice.

As a result of this improvement, those who practice this skill will become dwarfs.

Only when the strength of one body is exhausted will it return to the appearance of ordinary people.

Name: Yoga Divine Skill.

Hearing this, Wen Xiaotian couldn't help but gasp. Is this the rhythm that will intersect with "Xiao Shiyi Lang" in the future? You must know that in Xiao Shiyilang's world, Xiaoyao Hou Brother Shutian practiced this kind of yoga magic skill. It is the Tianzhu martial arts improved by the genius of Middle-earth.

How similar.

Wen Xiaotian didn't ask the identity of the old woman next, and in the explanation just now, the identity of the old woman has surfaced. This woman was also a beauty back then, and she had a good relationship with the Wen family, and she didn't dislike Wen Qi's size. Later, the two became a couple, but they had no children.

On the rivers and lakes, people call the two "son and mother chain", which shows their ruthlessness and viciousness.

Two people like this would have been completely damned. But Wen Xiaotian was a little unable to do it...... Think about the ancestor of the other party, isn't it yourself? Although it was Wu Xingyun's own assertion and an oolong, he couldn't do anything to his "descendants", right?

Wen Xiaotian sighed, and said in his heart that there will be a chance in the future to let these two go on the right path, that is. No matter how much you have, you can't manage it yourself, and you can't manage it.

After unlocking the soul transfer **, the two of them didn't know what had just happened, and they couldn't even remember the conflict between Shicai and Wen Xiaotian. Wen Xiaotian no longer paid attention to the two of them and continued to wait. The atmosphere was eerie and silent, and then someone came......

These are seven women, wearing pink gauze clothes, and under the gauze clothes, blowing green close-fitting clothes are faint. They didn't seem to be walking fast, but they were only a moment, and they were already approaching.

These seven women are still here to see the fun.

Wen Xiaotian also recognized them...... The top card is always familiar.

Wen Xiaotian also asked them to accompany them for a drink.

If you guess correctly, they should be women who belong to the Splendid Palace. Wen Xiaotian just glanced at them with the peripheral vision of his eyes, and he didn't pay attention to them. These people are not from Cangfeng Castle, and Yangzhou City is not just Cangfeng Castle. Wen Xiaotian felt that things had become interesting.

It's good that there are more people.

When there are more people, people can know how powerful they are, and only then can they be interested. As long as the people in the rivers and lakes aim at their martial arts and cheats, he has already succeeded...... The best thing is to be able to meet a few old monsters who have already cultivated the golden pill by themselves.

"This little brother is really handsome, could it be that mysterious master?"

"Why don't you let the slave family serve the little brother?"

Wen Xiaotian pursed his lips, maintained his image as a ruthless swordsman, and gave these girls a word: "Get out." ”

"Hmph."

The girls took out their handkerchiefs and shook them vigorously a few times, responding to Wen Xiaotian's incomprehensible feelings.

The sun is setting.

The fiery clouds of the sky turned everything in heaven and earth into a cold fiery red.

Everything seems to be on fire, and the people of Cangfeng Castle have finally come at this time.

A group of thirty people, all in their forties, with thick bones, tall bodies, and high bulging temples. Each of them is a master, and everyone in this power, in some small sects, is also a general existence of the emperor. They are so powerful.

"Cangfeng Castle is doing business, idle people, etc., please avoid."

The leader shouted.

But.

No one left.

The old woman once again showed her skills, and the crutches struck out a yellow bell Da Lu, which was as far away as the verses of the Fengqiao in the night. Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship. It is so quiet and cold, it is so far-reaching, and the aftertaste is long.

"Cangfeng Castle? So domineering! ”

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