Wang Fugui's matter was like a pebble falling into the lake, but it made a slight ripple and quickly disappeared. The bandits should live their lives as they wish.

"You mean, that little ghost can make a burst of air with one punch?" In the Jieyi Hall of Black Wind Village, a man dressed in white and looking a little elegant asked the old man in the hall. If there is an acquaintance here, I will find that the old man is Lin Bo, who has been doing chores in the kitchen.

"Big boss, I saw it with my own eyes, that little ghost doesn't avoid people, just practice martial arts in the yard, my old Lin Tou has lived for most of his life, and I have never seen such a powerful little ghost. Lin Bo knocked his cigarette pouch, and his words were full of emotion.

"That little ghost floated from the side of the bluestone mountain・・・・・" The light in the eyes of the man in white trembled slightly, as if he thought of something.

"Limber, help me get him over, I'm going to talk to him. The man in white smiled at Lin Bo, warm as jade, it was hard to imagine that this person was actually a bandit leader, and some people would believe it if he said that he was a noble son in the city.

"Okay, big boss. Limber bowed down and walked towards the place in the kitchen.

"Some time ago, the Zhao Clan Martial Arts Hall lost more than a dozen people in Bailitun, and they were all good players above the skin membrane realm. It is said that it is because of an eight-year-old child, could it be him?" the man in white frowned slightly, he didn't believe in this matter, as if listening to myths.

And on the kitchen side, Cheng Daonan heard that the big boss of Heifeng Village needed to see him, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and this is what he wanted.

Cheng Daonan and the Zhao Clan Martial Arts Hall have formed a grudge of life and death, unless one party dies, otherwise this knot will never be untied. If Cheng Daonan is not killed, then the Zhao Clan Martial Arts Hall will definitely not give up. Now there are only two paths in front of Cheng Daonan, one is to leave this place, and the other is to seek a refuge here in the Black Wind Village.

Now that the Daqing Kingdom and the Black Cloud Kingdom are fighting outside, the soldiers are in chaos, even if he has a combat power that is not inferior to the Divine Power Realm, it is difficult to survive. At that time, Sun Daniu decided to return to Bailitun for this reason.

Since this road doesn't work, Cheng Daonan can only choose to hide in Heifeng Village. It is not a secret that he was rescued from the river, if he is a caring person, he will definitely link him with the incident in Bailitun, in case someone stabs his matter to Zhao Changkong, he will still be more than lucky.

Therefore, Cheng Daonan can only gamble, betting that the big boss can pay attention to himself and will give himself a certain amount of protection.

Cheng Daonan began to look at him when he saw the big boss for the first time, and Cheng Daonan felt that such a character should not be a thief. At the same time, the big boss was also looking at him, and the big boss felt that such a character should not be a child.

"Boom" The man in white punched out, and in his fist, there was not the slightest internal breath, just relying on his own strength. But that's it, there was also a sound of explosion in the air, and Cheng Daonan only felt that a huge grinding disc was crushing towards him, and any movement he made was in vain.

Cheng Daonan's legs were slightly bent, and a thick aura was born on his body, like an old bear leaning against the mountain range and roaring. "Bang" The two of them, one big and one small, collided together, making a muffled sound.

Cheng Daonan's body shook, and he took more than a dozen steps backwards, and his spine continued to twist before he unloaded the huge force. The man in white is not moving at all, and he looks light.

"Hahaha, good boy, I'm starting to believe that you can kill more than a dozen of the Zhao Clan's Martial Arts Pavilion. The man in white shook his hand and suddenly laughed. He originally thought that Cheng Daonan's face would change greatly when he heard this, and no matter how bad it was, there would be some changes in his expression.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Daonan was still the same as when he came, looking at the man in white calmly, as if he was talking about another person. The man in white stopped laughing, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Cheng Dao Nan again.

If this child is not a fool, then he is terrible to be a demon. However, will a person who can block his own blow at the age of eight be a fool?

"Aren't you afraid that I will hand you over to Zhao Changkong?" The man in white flicked his fingers and slowly approached Cheng Daonan. "Will you?" said Cheng Daonan as he raised his head and asked rhetorically.

"Oh, how do you know I won't?" the man in white was a little surprised.

"Guess. Cheng Daonan's words made the man in white choke, and he thought that this kid could say something big. From the very beginning, the man in white, who has always liked to control the overall situation, has always had a feeling of being led by the nose by Cheng Daonan.

"Hahaha, at a young age, I have a lot of thoughts, get to know me, my name is Gu Yuan. The man in white patted Cheng Daonan on the shoulder, indeed, he would not hand over Cheng Daonan.

On the one hand, this kid is a demon, as long as he doesn't fall in the future, he will definitely shine, and it is not a good thing to have a good relationship with him. On the other hand, if this kid can escape once under the pursuit of the Zhao Clan's Martial Arts Pavilion, he will definitely be able to escape twice, such a difficult kid is definitely not a good thing for his Black Wind Village.

Cheng Daonan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although he guessed that Gu Yuan would not hand him over, but there are no absolutes in the world, if he made a mistake, then he would have sent himself into danger today.

"However, our Black Wind Village does not raise idlers, your strength is enough, you must join our Black Wind Thieves and contribute to the cottage. "Since it was decided to accept Cheng Daonan, Gu Yuan did not be polite to Cheng Daonan.

"Don't you think this is too conspicuous? An eight-year-old child appeared in a group of big men, I think in a few days, Zhao Changkong will be able to get the news of me in Heifeng Village. Cheng Daonan asked in surprise, he didn't think that a person like Gu Yuan would make such a mistake.

"Hahaha, Zhao Changkong knows what, I'm a person from Heifeng Village, he can't move. Gu Yuan laughed, but he didn't take Zhao Changkong in his eyes. You must know that Gu Yuan has only cultivated his body, and Zhao Changkong is already a real martial arts master.

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There are hundreds of people in the Black Wind Village, but there are only a hundred people who can really be called Black Wind Thieves. Cheng Daonan originally thought that the thieves were a rabble, and he would not pay attention to the formation of the queue.

But when he actually saw the Black Wind Thieves' team, he realized how wrong he was. Ten in a row, ten in a row, a neat phalanx stands in the center of the square. A blood-red battle flag fluttered in the middle of the square, making the sound of hunting.

Under each person's crotch was a tall black horse, with a long knife hanging from his waist, and before he could get close, a solemn aura came to the surface. If it weren't for the coarse cloth clothes he was wearing, Cheng Daonan would have thought that he was in a military camp.

"Dismount. Gu Yuan's body was as straight as a sword, and he roared loudly. The black wind thieves on the "brushing" horse team all dismounted, and their movements were neat and uniform, not messy at all.

Cheng Daonan glanced at Gu Yuan thoughtfully, he was not afraid of Zhao Changkong for Gu Yuan, and he had some understanding in his heart.

"From now on, you and the Black Wind Thief will practice together and go on missions together. Gu Yuan turned around and said to Cheng Daonan with a solemn face. "Yes," Cheng Daonan raised his head and said in a loud voice.

When those Black Wind Thieves heard that Cheng Daonan was going to join their team, their faces did not change in the slightest, and they did not show a look of surprise, and Cheng Daonan thought a little higher about the Black Wind Thieves.

"What weapons are you good at?" Gu Yuan asked Cheng Daonan. "Give me a spear and a hard bow. Cheng Daonan didn't think about it, so he said it.

"Come on, try. Gu Yuan didn't hesitate, and directly took out a spear from the weapon rack not far away, the spear head was sharp, the wooden pole was tough, and there was a clump of red tassels floating like flames in the head.

"Collapse" Cheng Daonan took it, his hand shook slightly, and the spear bent out an exaggerated arc, and then kept shaking, like a spirit snake paraded. There was a muffled sound in the air, and at the head of the gun, the air was pumped and exploded.

"Stop, take, pierce" is inseparable from these words, no matter how many schools of gunnery are used. The body of the gun can be blocked, the red tassel can lock the weapon, and the head of the gun is the most dangerous, but the strength of the whole body, converge on one point, a shot down, let you practice kung fu, it is also very difficult to resist.

Cheng Daonan's one-move practice of Xingyi Fist's big spear technique, the spear is sometimes thick, sometimes sharp, and unpredictable. Just after looking at it for a while, Gu Yuan's face began to become solemn, this simple marksmanship seemed to contain a lot of martial arts.

"Li Mingming, go fight him. Gu Yuan pointed to a young man among the Black Wind Thieves and said loudly. "Yes" Li Mingliang walked out of the queue quickly, and the "Qiang" waist knife was pulled out, and the cold light was cold.

Li Mingming's knife has no other characteristics, just one word "fast". Anything, when it is almost extreme, is extremely dangerous. Not to mention a razor-sharp steel knife.

Li Mingming's knife was wielding a drop of water, and he only saw a piece of sword striking towards Cheng Daonan. This Li Mingliang has a thick neck and strong spirit, and he is actually a martial artist of the Divine Power Realm.

Cheng Daonan didn't take a step back, the spear shook, and the head of the spear was pointed in a piece of sword, forcibly interrupting Li Mingming's offensive. A martial artist of the Divine Power Realm, with a strength of at least two thousand catties, a huge force came from the head of the spear.

"Hum" Cheng Daonan's fingertips flicked on the body of the spear, and the spear continued to twist out various arcs. By the time Cheng Daonan gripped the gun again, Li Mingming's strength had been unloaded.