The Qinglian Continent, the territory of the Yan Clan, was rumored in just half an hour, and the whole clan was waiting for it, facing the young man who was slow and leading the sick mule, full of fear of the unknown. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why is the Yan clan so big, I have been walking for so long, and they are still bareland, and they are really not ordinary people, they are just magnificent", the green-robed young man complained while dragging the mule forward.

"Stampede...... Stampede ...... Stampede ......"

Just when Bai Xiaopang was full of irritability, the crimson earth suddenly shook, and the sound of the ancient chariot crushing sounded, dull and atmospheric, as if thousands of troops were marching on.

"What is this for...... Greet me Chubby?"

Bai Xiaopang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a laugh, and patted the mule's back at the same time, "You are really lucky......

The strength seemed to be a little greater, and the mule, which was originally like a weak willow supporting the wind, suddenly let out a sad long hiss, and collapsed on the ground again, looking at the green-robed young man beside him with a very resentful look.

In just a moment, the red earth was dusty, rolling thousands of miles into the sky, and dozens of ancient chariots appeared around Bai Xiaopang's body. The quaint body is full of holes, full of the vicissitudes of time, and the demonic beast pulling the chariot roars, and its eyes are blood-red, looking very fierce.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why did you trespass on my Yan Clan?"

In the crimson territory of the Yan Clan, a very penetrating voice sounded, and at the same time, on the chariot directly in front of Bai Xiaopang, the curtain shook, and a middle-aged man in a red robe appeared.

Under the ambush on all sides, Bai Xiaopang scratched his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Hey...... I really didn't expect that when I also had such a majestic time, so many chariots came there, it was in vain for me to come to the Yan Clan."

Bai Xiaopang was not afraid at all, and said to himself, and at the same time patted the mule that was paralyzed on the ground, "Don't embarrass me to be conspicuous, you want me to sleep in the car?"

Foaming at the mouth, Bai Xiaochubby pointed to the chariot where the middle-aged man in the red robe was.

At this time, Bai Xiaopang seemed to pay attention to the red-robed middle-aged man in front of him, "You...... What are you, it's the patriarch of the Yan clan, and it's not a bad thing", Bai Xiaopang said, swaying around a few times in the red-robed middle-aged man, frowning and saying:

"You are wearing a red robe, not as good-looking as Xiao Jun's kid!"

"Presumptuous, dare to slander the head of our clan, the stinky boy will die", in the chariot next to the middle-aged man in the red robe, an old man said angrily, Xiao Jun killed that is the mortal enemy of the Yan clan.

"What's the drop?

Bai Xiaopan's eyes widened, and his hands were crossed on his waist, "You have an opinion, you come to kill me, I promise not to fight back", as he spoke, Bai Xiaopang shook his hair proudly, and his broad forehead was suddenly revealed.

The snow-white lotus suddenly appeared, accompanied by the bewitching and miserable laughter of Bai Xiaopang, dozens of ancient chariots around him were shocked, and everyone was stunned.

White Flag Nine Sections!

On the chariot, the middle-aged man in red slowly frowned, and his heart was extremely worried for a while, "Sure enough, it is not small, it is actually the ninth section of the white flag, which can be compared with the bitter ancient famous house of our clan."

On the mainland, there are many disguise techniques, and anything can be confused, but the White Flag realm cannot be faked!

White Flag Nine Sections!

Ignore anyone's temptation and coercion!

Won't blow the power to crack the Protector Array!

Lead the mule!

A smile on his face!

........................

Everyone of the Yan clan suddenly had fear in their hearts, and everyone rolled off the chariot in an instant, looking at the fat figure of the green-robed young man, with a hint of respect in his face.

"No...... I don't know what the seniors are doing when they come to the Yan Clan?"

The middle-aged man in the red robe clenched his fists slightly and said softly, for fear that his tone would be heavy and make the big man in front of him unhappy.

"Hmm......" Bai Xiaopang nodded with an old face, and touched the beard of his chin with his pink palm, but his chin had no beard, so he could only rub his chin fiercely, and said in an old-fashioned manner:

"Yes, yes, you are much more knowledgeable than those old antiques of the Yue clan, and you know how to respect the old man."

As he spoke, the corners of Bai Xiaopang's mouth showed an appreciative smile.

Looking at the curvature of the crescent moon at the corner of Bai Xiaopang's mouth, everyone in the Yan clan suddenly felt their whole bodies relaxed, and finally gasped out after holding their breath for a long time, but they never dared to look at Bai Xiaopang.

"It's an honor for my Yan clan to come, I don't know how ...... seniors are here."

The red-robed old man once again tested Bai Xiaopang's intentions.

On the red earth, the green-robed young man looked around, obviously not caring about the words of the Yan clan master, after a long time, he suddenly looked up at the sun, and felt that the sun was a little dazzling, and immediately covered the shade with his hand, and swallowed his dry throat at the same time.

"Senior, please come here!"

The red-robed middle-aged man suddenly understood, and with an order, the chariot roared, suddenly making way for Bai Xiaopang.

"What do you mean by that? Do you want my mule to go and see that he is tired, you ...... What the hell are you doing here?" Bai Xiaopang twitched, immediately shook his pillar-like legs, sat on the middle-aged chariot in red robes, and lay down on the spot, and fell asleep.

The middle of the red robe frowned slightly, but he didn't dare to say anything, and silently walked off the chariot that originally belonged to him.

"You guys, get my mule, he's not a packer", Bai Xiaopang, who was snoring like thunder, suddenly pointed to the mule that was paralyzed on the ground, "He's a male, I don't know how many female mules are counting on him to give birth?"

Dozens of ancient chariots shook, and everyone's faces turned dark, "Cubs?"

"Why, you don't believe it", Bai Xiaopang suddenly sat up, glaring at the Yan clan and the others, "With me on the side to help, how can it not work!"

The demonic beast roared, the chariot shook, and everyone's faces changed again, and they looked at the green-robed young man with trepidation, "This can also help?

After a long time, the mule was finally lifted onto the chariot occupied by Bai Xiaopang. A man and a mule finally slept together.

........................

"Whew!"

The beast hissed, and dozens of ancient chariots suddenly stopped.

"Senior, it's already here", outside the chariot, the Yan clan leader said softly, with a smile on his unwilling face, standing respectfully next to the chariot.

After a long time, Bai Xiaopang finally woke up in the chariot, but found that the paralyzed mule was staring at him with wide eyes, as if looking at him very infatuatedly, Bai Xiaopang shook his head and whispered:

"Grandma, the car shock is finally over, and my chubby old waist is almost tired!"

Outside the chariot, the red-robed middle-aged man's face turned a miserable green, "The chariot of his dignified Yan clan lord was actually slept by a brute, and...... Seemingly...... It seems to ......"

"Poof!"

In the chariot, there was a sudden loud noise, followed by Bai Xiaopang's miserable voice, "Huh...... You brute, what a wicked obstacle, to not guard the chrysanthemum in broad daylight, let it bloom in anger, it's a shame for me!"

Outside the chariot, the Yan clan leader's face turned white, and a nameless anger surged in his heart, "This ...... But what a debaffle!"

But after half a breath, the curtain fluttered, and the green-robed young man directly escaped by pinching his nose, gasping for air in his mouth, and looking at the red-robed middle-aged man with a shy face:

"What's that...... Today's matter, I'm really embarrassed", said, before Bai Xiaopang could wait for the middle-aged man in the red robe to answer, he waved his sleeve robe, and put the chariot into the ring without a trace, and then turned around with a generous face:

"That's it, anyway...... When the old man returns home, he will inevitably pay for a better chariot......"

When the Yan clan leader heard Bai Xiaopang say this, a trace of glory suddenly appeared on his dark face, "The chariot of the White Flag Nine-Rank powerhouse should at least be left over from the ancient times", and was about to answer, but heard Bai Xiaopang turn around and say:

"Anyway, your kid's chariot is not bad, the old man might as well go to the Celestial Clan and get him dozens of cars."

Bai Xiaopang's business was like the sound of mosquitoes, but it was impartial, and in the ears of the Yan clan lord at sunset, the original flower and jade appearance withered in an instant, and the Yan clan lord's face stiffened, and he said with iron blue:

"The seniors are polite, although the Yan clan has a small temple, but there are still a lot of these things, this chariot, it should be a meeting gift for the seniors!"

The corners of Bai Xiaopang's mouth suddenly cracked happily, but before he could take three breaths, the green-robed young man suddenly raised his feet and roared: "You fuck, just give me this stinky broken car as a meeting gift?"