Wen Tian first looked at Mu Qingyu.

Mu Qingyu didn't speak, but there was a hint of apology in his eyes.

Wen Tian looked at Xingwuliu, and when he saw the latter's smug expression, he suddenly had the idea of wanting to beat Xingwuliu.

"Where is your grandfather now!"

At last

Wentian gave up on the idea and shifted his attention to the little girl.

"Grandpa is just outside the inn. ”

The little girl couldn't help but sobble at the thought of her grandfather.

"Don't cry, don't cry. ”

Mu Qingyu saw the little girl crying, and hurriedly held the little girl in her arms, gently stroked the little girl's little head with her right hand, and comforted her softly, and under Mu Qingyu's comfort, the little girl gradually walked out of her sadness.

"Light Feather, you carry her on your back. ”

Wentian moved his ten fingers, and his eyes flashed with a look of forest.

......

Outside the inn

"Bang!"

A sound similar to breaking glass rendered a cool sunset.

It turned out at this time

It's evening!

"Wow!"

The spell was broken, and the old man who was burning with the soul maintenance spell also spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

"Ahem......"

The old man, who was spurting blood, coughed even more violently.

"Humph!"

"Old man, isn't your cultivation attainment low? ”

"No wonder the burning soul can last so long. ”

The big fat head was also surprised.

I thought that since the old man in front of him burned his soul, it meant that he was at the end of his strong crossbow, and he should be able to capture it soon, but he didn't expect that the old man could last so long after burning his soul. It can be seen from this that the soul of the old man is very powerful.

"That's it!"

"It's been so long, it's time for me to send you on my way. ”

Thinking that he had been delayed by the old man for so long, and that his soul power could no longer perceive the little girl, the anger in the heart of the big fat head suddenly exploded.

"Whoosh!"

There was no nonsense, the big fat head wiped his right hand, directly took out two darts from the space ring he was wearing on his left hand, covered the sharp golden spiritual power on the darts, threw it with his right hand, and threw it at the weak old man.

Looking at the golden darts that swept at great speed, and feeling the sharp golden breath, the old man closed his eyes calmly.

"Little dream, goodbye. ”

"Forgive Grandpa for not being able to stay with you anymore. ”

"Grandpa once vowed to see you happy before leaving. ”

"Now it seems ......"

The old man's weak body instinctively felt the breath of death that was close at hand, powerless and helpless.

"Little dream, forgive grandpa. ”

"Forgive me for being a dishonest grandfather......"

Warm tears filled the old man's reddish eyes.

"Little dream, goodbye......"

The old man greeted death calmly.

......

"Grandpa!"

Xiaomeng's grief-stricken voice suddenly sounded, waking the old man up.

The old man opened his eyes violently.

At this moment, the tip of the dart has touched the skin on the old man's forehead.

suddenly

"Bang la!"

A loud explosion of air reached the old man's ears.

Followed by

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

A silver light and a red light flashed before the old man's eyes.

......

100 meters away

Wen Tian's right eye was closed, and a deep black scratch appeared in his left eye, the gray world was projected in his eyes, and the great sword he was carrying behind him was gone.

Wentian's right hand maintained a sword-throwing posture, while his body moved forward at a high speed in the air.

Xing Wuliu's left eye was closed, and the long knife in the scabbard was gone......

Behind the two of them, followed by Mu Qingyu, who was carrying the little girl on his back.

Originally

From a hundred meters away, Wen Tian threw his big sword at a dart thrown by the fat-headed man.

The tip of the greatsword slammed into the hollow of the dart with unmistakable accuracy.

The same is true of the starless stream.

The two of them threw their swords and long knives almost at the same time, and the tip of the sword and the tip of the sword also hit the hollow of the fat man's dart almost simultaneously.

And the dart carrying the sharp breath was nailed to a tree trunk not far away by the big sword and long knife thrown by Wentian and Xingwuliu.

"I didn't expect that the Thunder Sword Technique would also be used to save people one day. ”

Ask the sky to laugh at himself from the bottom of his heart.

The Thunder Sword Technique was originally derived from killing, and this Sword Technique was originally created by a demon who killed people without blinking an eye and slaughtered tens of millions.

After the Sword Saint Ye Mengchen killed this big devil back then, he saw that this sword technique was extraordinary, so it took a lot of time to modify it, and only then did he have the Thunder Sword Technique used by Wentian today.

And these are all recorded on the last page of the sword technique, of course, the person who recorded it is the sword saint Ye Mengchen.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

At a distance of 100 meters, the three of them have arrived.

Wentian's left eye also changed back to its usual brownish-black color.

"Grandpa. ”

As soon as the little girl saw the old man with his back against the tree and covered in blood, she quickly jumped off Mu Qingyu's back and ran towards the old man.

"Grandpa!"

The old man came back to his senses and looked at the little girl who was safe and sound, but her face was a little pale. The old man was very happy.

The safety of the little girl is the greatest happiness in the heart of the old man.

......

"Why are you again!"

The big fat head looked like a person asking the sky, and his anger was even stronger.

"Because we are destined!"

Wen Tian grinned, and the color of forest under his eyes emerged. Xing Wuliu and Mu Qingyu couldn't help but wonder when they saw Wentian's expression at this time, this kind of look, this kind of demeanor of Wentian, it was the first time for the two of them to see it.

In Wentian's eyes, seeing the old man's appearance at this moment, he couldn't help but think of his childhood......

"Ka!"

The deep black spiritual power slowly enveloped Wen Tian's right hand.

"Whew!"

Before the fat-headed man could react, Wentian had already appeared in front of the man.

Wentian's right finger was slightly opened, his right arm was slowly straightened, his left leg was slowly straightened with his right arm, his right leg was slowly twisted downward, and the open right fingers wrapped in black spiritual power were bent into fists in turn.

subsequently

"Bump!"

Asking the sky to punch, the fat man's cheeks were painful as the powerful fist blew.

Punch to

The powerful fist broke through the body and blasted the man several meters away.

ultimately

The man's fat body smashed into a large rock, knocking it out of a deep pit.

"Wow!"

The man vomited blood.

afterwards

Fainted......

The cool evening breeze blew the broken hair in front of Wen Tian's forehead, and the brown-black eyes that looked at the big fat head were full of coldness