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A gunshot exploded behind me, and I rolled away, but I could feel the "brush" of the bullet as it passed past my ear.

Huang Qi was a famous sharpshooter in the Jiangning Branch back then, and I happened to see the news of his fornication with Yang Xiaolazi, to put it more strictly, the case of the white paper fan and others in the Jiyun Society of the Jiangning Branch was wiped out, maybe it was done by Huang Qi, an undercover agent, this is a major event that ruined his reputation and ruined his life, if it spreads, his life will be over. The world is big, and the future of destroying people is the greatest, if Huang Qi wants to understand this, it will inevitably be an endless scene.

And if it's just Huang Qi alone, I'm not afraid, because although the gunfire is fierce, but I'm still a cultivator in the end, and I can take down this guy with the risk of carrying bullets against my scalp, and the key point is that there is a Yang Xiaolazy behind him.

As the daughter of the Evil Fu King, how powerful Yang Xiaolazy is, I understand this best, I have only been practicing kung fu for a year or two, and it is definitely not as good as her family born with a golden spoon, even if I can stalemate a few times, as long as I am entangled, Huang Qi's side will immediately be a biting bullet. I have a psychological shadow of Yang Xiaolazy since I was a child, and when I thought about it, I didn't stop for half a minute at that time, I jumped out of the grass, and immediately ran towards the bottom of the hillside.

I'm going to run into the woods, and when I get there, my view is blocked, and Huang Qi is a sharpshooter who pierces Yang in a hundred steps, and there must be no way.

I was right, but when I rushed to the bottom of the mountain bay, I heard Yang Xiaolan on the slope shouting towards the forest: "Fan worship, don't let this person run away......

I'm not sure if Yang Xiaolan is here or not, but when she shouted, a tall and thin figure appeared in the forest on the left in my peripheral vision, looking at me from afar. I subconsciously turned my head to look over, and I was stared at by the guy's viper-like eyes, and I inexplicably felt like a mouse in the cat's sight. This feeling of fear made me even more afraid to stop, and I ran quickly, and began to signal loudly.

I didn't dare to call the bird that I had agreed with Jiang Chun before, for fear that she would accidentally enter here and lose her life, so I had to call in a hurry, believing that with the tacit understanding between us, she would understand.

However, as soon as I was distracted, I immediately broke into the enemy's encirclement, although I had already gone deep into the jungle, and the distance was far away, so I didn't have to worry about Huang Qi's pistol, but the tall and thin man who was called Fan by Yang Xiaolazy had already caught up, and followed faintly not far behind me, and said with a strange smile: "Boy, don't run away, save some body, lest when the uncle plays with you for a while, it won't last long at all, and the uncle's expression will be wasted......"

As soon as I said this, I felt that the evil of this person behind me must be no less than any murderer I have encountered before, and listening to his name, the so-called worship, as the name suggests, is the master invited by some self-appointed gang associations, who have nothing to eat and drink, and when there is something, help out, such as Yang Da Nephew, although he is known as the Xi refiner of the Jiyun Society, but the other name is just one of the offerings.

The guy who can mix with this name must not be an idle person, I have no bottom in my heart, and I ran wildly towards the road down the mountain, thinking that I would quickly run back to Mengjia Village to ask for reinforcements.

However, the more anxious I was, the more chaotic I became, and as I passed between a mountain date trees, a sudden gust of wind appeared behind me, and suddenly appeared above my head. At this critical moment, because of the cultivators, I reacted quickly, subconsciously lowered my head and rolled to the side, but on the road ahead of me, a deep footprint suddenly appeared.

I rolled for a while, and then a carp stiffened, and turned it up directly, and saw an old man standing in front of me with a stubble on his face and squinting eyes, smiling playfully, and after looking at me left and right, he said with interest: "If I am not mistaken, I think you should be called Chen Erdan!" ”

I was amazed, and while pulling out the little sword in my arms, I asked, "How do you know me?" ”

The obscene old man smiled, pointed to my face and said, "I have seen your portrait, the Xi refiner and the white paper fan in our society can be said to be planted in your hands; It is said that you are the apprentice of Yang Erchou, the king of evil talismans, and you have a very good relationship with the iron-toothed god Liu, and the one-word sword Huang Chenqu Jun, who has recently become famous in the rivers and lakes, right? ”

I grabbed the little sword tightly, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Hey, I didn't expect my old bottom to be in your eyes, but isn't the one-word sword called Huang Chenqu, when is there one more Jun word?" It's not nice to make it look like a Japanese. ”

The old man grinned and said: "That guy is a pig killer, and he always feels that he is from a humble background, and there are Meng Weijun, Xinling Jun, and Chun Shenjun in ancient times, so he is also vassal and elegant, and he advocates adding a Jun character to his name; But the dirt bag is the dirt bag, and when I say this, it's just a joke and generosity......"

He laughed, but I interrupted him, "You're from the Jiyun Society?" ”

The old man said proudly: "Ranye, Fan Yingjie of the Jiyun Society's worship hall is below!" ”

The old man said formally, the smell of the rivers and lakes in his body, he covered up the obscene atmosphere before, where did I have such an experience, I immediately felt that the other party was tall for a while, and I couldn't help but imitate it in my heart, and said: "Chen Erdan, clerk of the Jiangyin Provincial Bureau of the Religious Affairs Bureau, this is my name!" ”

Seeing that I had a look like and gave my hand as a courtesy, Fan Xianfeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, and Ying Ying said: "Good boy, if you are not the dogskin identity of these six door officials, Lao Tzu can't help but give birth to that love for talent." But since it's an opponent, and you offend Miss Yang, then I'll do a bad thing, pinch a promising young junior like you to death before taking off - think about it like this, I don't know what's going on, and I'm a little excited! ”

In the end, he is a pervert, in less than two sentences, this old man showed his true appearance, his mouth grinned, revealing a mouthful of cold white teeth, and he pounced, like a big peng spreading his wings, killing me this way.

Fan Fengfeng is menacing, and wants to use the momentum of Mount Tai to fall, and strive to kill me with one blow and quickly solve the battle.

However, the more he looked down on me so much, the more he aroused the fighting spirit in my heart, I originally even met Yang Xiaolan and Huang Qi and these people to flee in a panic, I was a little brute out of thin air, and I also calmed down, in the face of the flying Fan Feng, I rolled down to the side, and saw a huge fist smashed out of thin air, I was excited, drew my sword, and stabbed with the sharp tip of the sword.

The fist was huge, solid as iron, and originally had absolute confidence in the top, but when it was about to reach the blade of the sword, it suddenly hesitated.

Li Daozi's sword, even a small sword that can only be used to chop vegetables and cook, is not something that anyone can ignore.

Fan Xianfeng changed his tricks, his body was wrong, and he swayed past me, his left hand was like a long whip, and he inadvertently grabbed a bird's tail and slapped it towards my back. This method is simply a kind of art, showing the thickness of the other party's kind of old wine, but it was his pause just now, which actually gave me a lot of confidence.

Yes, he was afraid, he was terrified of this little sword in my hand.

Then he will no longer be a terrifying master of evil ways, but an enemy that I can resist and even defeat.

What if I Chen Erdan was born in poverty? I'm a mountain baby, I don't understand anything, so what? My life is as miserable as Coptis chinensis, and I may burp at any time, damn it, so what?

In this world, how many people can see the legendary Fu King Li Daozi? How many people can live with Li Daozi for three years, eat together, together, and sleep together? How many people can get a drop of Li Daozi's essence blood, how many people can cultivate the long-lost Demon Cultivation Sutra, and how many people can get the magic slip that everyone snatched, and the immortal strategy that has been inherited for thousands of years?

No, except for me Chen Erdan, no one has this experience, no one else has it, and there is no one in this Jiyun Club called Fan Yingjie, why does he think that killing me is like killing a chicken?

I'm fucking your uncle, if you want to do it, it's also Lao Tzu who will do it, okay?

A little essence blood burned in the abdomen, thousands of demonic qi penetrated my chest, I felt that 100,000 ambitions filled my chest, a cold light was born in the palm of my hand, and the imposing Fan worship in front of me was no longer a soul demon, but a very ordinary ...... Wood!

Yes, wood, no matter how powerful, how powerful, how agile, and how unbelievable it is, it is just a lump of old wood.

How could I be defeated at the hands of rotten wood?

I never knew that the power of my will was so strong, that when my breath burned from my chest and abdomen, I was forced to stand up little by little with Fan Feng, who was as majestic as a mountain, and slowly stood firm, no longer the panicked weak appearance. And Fan Xianfeng is also more and more surprised, feeling that this battle is like a fight with the spring, the enemy is strong and I am weak, the enemy is weak and I am strong, and I can't see the shadow of the battle at all.

After another confrontation, Fan Fengfeng jumped to the rear, looked at me like a hedgehog, touched the sweat on his forehead, and shouted in disbelief: "Wait, you kid's technique is not a serious way, honestly, are you cultivating demons!" ”

"Demon cultivators?" My eyes were red, and a murderous aura rose, but I gave birth to a murderous thought.