The moon is bright and the stars are scarce!

The two of them seemed to be wandering around, strolling unhurriedly on the dirt road that was no more than a meter wide.

The wheat seedlings on both sides of the road are less than half a foot, but they are green and vigorous, but unfortunately they are about to be destroyed.

Passing by a dry pond, Chu Wuya finally stopped.

The willow trees by the pond have died, and they are only bare branches, and they are powerless to face the sky.

When they were just out of the air, there was a large group of people behind them, following unhurriedly.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

It is impossible for him not to know that someone covets the secrets on his body. If you are a normal person, you should be hiding in the floating life at the moment, how can you still have the heart to hang out.

Although he knew that it was abnormal, greed prevailed over reason after all.

"Should we clear the field first?" Yang Zhan's face was gloomy.

What can make him look at it, in addition to the loose cultivation of the great martial artist, only Gongsun Junyang is left!

And these people completely ignored Chu Wuya's existence, or they had treated him as a fish on the chopping board.

"Under the Great Martial Master, you can get out!" said a bald middle-aged man, coldly, looking a little impatient.

"This is not your land, why let us go!"

Someone spoke angrily.

Boom!

But before his words fell, someone made a move, and with a fierce palm, it was imprinted on his chest, and it was immediately blown away seven or eight meters away, like a toad crawling on the ground, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"That's it! Who else wants to try it?"

The woman in the black practice uniform was wearing a mask, as if she didn't want to be recognized, and even her voice was a little weird, but she was very murderous, and she was even more ruthless.

The other people's faces were a little ugly, but their skills were not as good as others, so they had to retreat, but they didn't go too far, and still stopped to watch.

Soon, there were only six people left, in addition to Yang Zhan, Gongsun Junyang, and the two who spoke earlier, there were also two old men.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Yang Zhan opened his mouth gloomily, and he didn't know who he was scolding.

"There is only one person! Before we do it, shouldn't we talk about how to divide it!" said the bald man.

"I don't want people, but I want eighty percent of everything on him!" Gongsun Junyang said lightly.

"Tsk, it's worthy of being a high-ranking disciple from the Hidden Sect, and his tone is not small!" the black-faced old man sneered.

"Gongsun Junyang, I admit that you are very strong, but it is inappropriate to open your mouth like this!" and a slightly obese old man said with a smile.

"It seems that you have an opinion, but what capital do you have to fight with me?" Gongsun Junyang smiled disdainfully.

This is the confidence and pride of the top sects, and they don't look down on the so-called loose cultivation at all.

"Hehe, if the five of us join forces, even if it is a martial sect, it should be easy to destroy a great martial artist, wouldn't it be nice to have one less person to divide it!" said the black-faced old man suspiciously.

"Threaten me!" Gongsun Junyang looked at everyone coldly.

"I can't talk about threats, but what the old man said is true!" said the bald man.

The others did not speak, but the meaning was clear.

Gongsun Junyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

Although he has the cultivation of a great martial artist, his real combat power is stronger than that of an ordinary great martial artist, but in the face of the five people joining forces, he is definitely not an opponent.

It seems that he can only take a step back, "You all know that he is more important than what he is on him. I don't need the exercises and people, but I want forty percent of the pills, and all the materials and pills on his body also belong to me. ”

"This is my bottom line! It's a big deal, although you are strong, but if you want to keep me, I'm afraid you have to leave a few backs!"

Hearing this, several other people frowned slightly.

What Gongsun Junyang said was very reasonable, and they didn't want to offend a sect that they couldn't afford to offend unless they had to.

"I don't have an opinion, but I want 20% of the remaining pills. If there is really a pill, the pill you refine in the future will be given priority to the Yin Sha Sect!"

Yang Zhan stated his conditions.

The rest of the people looked at each other and nodded.

However, there is also an attached condition, that is, he has the right of first refusal to purchase Gongsun Junyang's refining pills.

"Then let's do it!"

The only female martial artist is eager to try.

"Wait a minute, are you sure you don't have to ask for our opinion?"

Chu Wuya looked at them with a strange expression.

"Do you have a brain problem?"

"When you step out of the door of floating life, you are already doomed, and there is no need to ask for the opinions of the dead!"

"Of course, if you are interested, and explain everything without reservation, you may be able to suffer less flesh and skin, and you can even consider leaving you a small life. After all, I'm a peace-loving person, so it's best not to hurt my harmony!" said the slightly obese old man, still smiling like Maitreya Buddha.

"Six great martial artists, such a strong lineup, I'm afraid they can compete with the martial arts, but the problem is ...... Who gave you confidence? Are you really spicy and not afraid of death?"

Lu Xiaoliang asked curiously.

"Confidence? This is a fact! It's just a middle-level martial artist, a low-level martial artist, and you dare to be ashamed, you and us are all bad pens!"

"No, no, I didn't think you were a bad guy in the first place, because ...... You are originally a bad pen!" The smile on Lu Xiaoliang's face was harmless to humans and animals.

"What are the words of the waste mother, kill!" Yang Zhan was the first to rush out.

......

At the same time, a mile outside the hospital, there were also people watching here.

"Feng Qingyun, you are not chic in Guangzhou, but you ran to this wilderness to join in the fun, and you are also interested in him?" Mr. Fu, who was wearing a very ill-fitting suit and holding a cigar in his mouth, said lazily.

"Entrusted by others, it's just a matter of loyalty!" Feng Qingyun was dressed in a white Tang suit and stood with his hands tied. The autumn wind blows, the hem of the clothes dances lightly, as if he wants to ride the wind away, this person is really like his name, the wind is light.

"Why are you here?" asked Feng Qingyun.

"I just need one thing on him!" Mr. Fu spat out a smoke ring.

"It seems that our purposes do not conflict, I only want his life!"

"Hehe, ask a martial artist to come and ask for his life, what a big deal. What is it for that Zhao Gongzi, right?" Mr. Fu showed his yellow teeth, "Speaking of which, this kid is quite capable of tossing, and it will not take time to come to Fushi, but when it comes to causing trouble, he is better than anyone else!"

"Mu Xiu will destroy it in the forest wind, and it will not be higher than the crowd, and he will not know how to advance or retreat, and there will be no accident if he has this end. Feng Qingyun smiled faintly, not to speak of contempt or contempt, but to tell this fact.

"Speaking of which, this kid's temper is quite appetizing to me, but since you want his life, I can give you a face, and count you as owing me a favor!" Mr. Fu said with some scoundrels.

Hearing this, Feng Qingyun's face was mocking, "Your favor is inevitably too cheap, if you really want to save his life, I don't mind a fight......"

But as soon as he said this, his voice stopped abruptly!