"You say, why is this good-looking, well-known 'hero' who suddenly appeared in the rivers and lakes also called floating without a trace? Isn't this a joy for people?"

After listening to someone's long sigh, the middle-aged Confucian replied angrily: "Do you think that if you really become a 'floating hero', it must be a good thing?"

"What kind of consciousness do you mean?"

"It's true that this Piao hero saved tens of thousands of lives, otherwise he wouldn't have become a martial arts hero respected by almost all famous and decent families in one fell swoop. However, this Piao Daxia also offended the evil alliance led by the 'Ten Thousand Poison Gate'. Don't talk about other sects, think about it, with the 'Ten Thousand Poison Sect' has always acted ruthlessly, after the 'good deeds' are not destroyed by others, can you not retaliate?"

Drifting away from hearing it, he couldn't help but reply with a shocked face: "That's right!"

"Do you think that just like you, you can resist the endless ruthless revenge methods of the 'Ten Thousand Poison Gate'?" asked the middle-aged Confucian coldly.

Drifting without a trace, he hurriedly panicked (naturally pretended) and replied: "Why am I resisting? There are so many people with the same name and surname in the world, can it be that the 'Ten Thousand Poison Gate' can all be killed?"

"Not to mention, this 'drifting away' name is strange, I'm afraid that there are really few people in the whole world who use this name?" reminded the middle-aged Confucian with some evil.

The face that drifted without a trace turned white with a "swish". It's not all pretended. Because, at this moment, he has lost all his internal strength, and he is really not sure that he will be able to deal with the ruthless revenge of the next "Ten Thousand Poison Gate". "Brother Ti, I beg you for a piece. You must say yes. ”

The middle-aged Confucian smiled, seemingly satisfied with someone's reaction. Then he jokingly and unhurriedly said, "What's the matter? ”

"Brother Ti, don't tell anyone that my name is 'Drifting Away'!" Drifting Trace's face was pleading.

The middle-aged Confucian deliberately waited, and then replied a little reluctantly: "Okay, let's help you this time." ”

Drifting without a trace finally put his mind at ease, and then clenched his fists and said, "In that case, let's leave it ...... other."

Before someone could say the words "there will be a period later", the middle-aged Confucian pretended to be displeased and said, "Why are you in a hurry to leave? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"No, no, how could it be?" "It's just that it's an eventful time now, and ordinary people like me who can't wait for their fists and kicks are better to stay away, so as not to become a pond fish that will be affected." Therefore, I am ready to get out of the Qilin Mountain Range now, and avoid the last ten days and a half months. ”

"There's no hurry, right?" The middle-aged Confucian didn't know for what purpose, and stopped him a little reluctantly, "Don't you like to listen to interesting anecdotes in the martial arts the most?

"I'm afraid that if it's too late, there will be changes. Drifting back apologetically.

"You're really not going to hear it?"

After listening to the middle-aged Confucian student's question, Piao Wuxian hesitated slightly, but finally shook his head.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian looked displeased, but he didn't say anything more, as if he acquiesced in someone's choice.

Drifting without a trace was originally a decisive person, but at the moment he was just playing an ordinary mountain hunter, so he had to hesitate for a while before running into the distance.

It's a pity that this time, our Piao Daxia still underestimated the girl's small belly chicken intestines. When a girl is talking about sex, the boy, who is the only listener, must not leave under the pretext. Otherwise, this girl will inevitably be very unhappy in her heart, and if the girl is unhappy in her heart, then everything bad will be done. So, this time, someone is doomed to be unlucky again.

"Come on, people, the heroes are here, the heroes are here, the heroes are here, come ...... people."

Drifting away without a trace after just a few steps, hearing such a shout of letting go of his voice, he was shocked, and immediately turned around and ran back again, and also increased his speed by three points. Before he reached the middle-aged Confucian student, he stretched out his palm and pressed it towards the man's mouth and nose......

How could a middle-aged Confucian scholar let a mountain village man get close? I saw that she also stretched out her arms, and only took advantage of the situation to "ride" and "lead", and someone who was rushing towards him involuntarily fell out. Of course, there are many elements of someone's pretense.

At the moment when the arms were handed over, there was no trace and only felt smooth and tender, soft and greasy, and at the same time, I smelled a unique fragrance in my nose...... As a result, our Piao Daxia couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart. But even so, our Piao Daxia did not forget to pretend to be panicked and flutter his hands and feet......

It is precisely because of this "flurry" that disaster comes! Because, without a trace, we feel that our arms seem to touch a round and soft ...... Alas, I didn't expect that not long ago, the misunderstanding of middle-aged Confucianism - "touching the chest" turned out to be true.

Suddenly, the middle-aged Confucian exclaimed in surprise, and at the same time instinctively protected his chest with his hands, and then drank angrily: "You ......"

I didn't have time to reminisce about the beautiful touch just now, and immediately knew that something was wrong! But after experiencing strong winds and waves, he came up with a countermeasure like lightning.

Because he deliberately did not take any precautions, he fell to the hard rocky ground with a "click" without a trace.

"Ouch, it hurts me, it hurts me!" As soon as he landed on the ground, he screamed with an exaggerated expression, of course, without internal force to protect the body, the pain is certain, but because of the strength of the body, such pain must be within the range that someone can bear. But in order to get by, our Piao Daxia had to do it on purpose. Because, now, our Piao Daxia knows that he has a huge advantage, that is, he can pretend not to know that the middle-aged Confucian is actually "a woman dressed as a man". In fact, if the middle-aged Confucian was really a man, then he would not have had such a big reaction because of this.

Sure enough, the middle-aged Confucian was suddenly frightened by someone's cry of pain like killing a pig. only shouted the word "you", and was a little stunned on the spot.

"I just want to cover your mouth? Why do you shoot so hard? Do you want to fall to death?" Seeing that the opportunity could not be missed, he hurriedly asked the wicked first with a complaint, "Hmph, are you famous disciples all relying on your martial arts to bully us mortals at will?"

The middle-aged Confucian shook his hand again and again and denied: "No, no, no! just now, it was just my instinctive reaction." The confiscation was overwhelming, so he shot a little heavier. You...... Are you alright?"