The man's breath disappeared cleanly, and the strange man looked around, scratching his head and asking, "What about people?"

Xizang sealed his heart and said, this demon must be the person who peeped at them on West Street before, this person deliberately exposed flaws at the beginning to make them wary, but he had to continue to search, and then arranged some of the unconscious residents at the junction of West Street and Tianhui Mountain, so that their combat power was scattered. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Break them all, what a good strategy!

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the stranger and the boy who saw through his location, breaking the demon man's plan, the consequences would be unpredictable. Speaking of these two people, Xi Zangfeng was full of emotion in his heart, he didn't expect to see them so soon. The relationship outside the enchantment made him have many questions about the identity of the weirdo.

Now that the two of them are facing each other, he looks at the strange man's many strange behaviors, which is not at all like a normal person's behavior, Xizang Feng doesn't know how to ask the weirdo, he can expect that he will definitely not get the answer he wants.

Unexpectedly, the young man who reminded them loudly, how did he find out the location of the behind-the-scenes controller? Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Xizang sealed his heart and said that he couldn't think about these anymore, the most important thing at the moment was to make Gengyoulou safe!

After Xizang Feng left, the strange man returned to his place, he touched his stomach and complained to Yan Fei: "I didn't catch it." ”

"That person is really weird, his voice has the effect of blurring space, making it difficult to find him, and he is surrounded by a very strange fog body!" Yan Fei explained.

When Yan Fei was hunting alone, he could hear sounds coming from far away, he didn't think about it so much at the time, but when he practiced swordsmanship, he found that his visual ability had undergone an amazing transformation, his eyes could not only see things in the dark, but also automatically convert fast-flowing trajectories into slow motion!

Before he knew it, his body had changed dramatically.

But this person, no matter how much Yan Fei concentrated, he couldn't see his appearance clearly. This person has a relationship with himself, no, he should be the original owner of this body, what should he do?

"I'm hungry!"

"Hmm. Yan Fei said perfunctorily.

"Eat steamed buns, big steamed buns!"

"By the way, Master, your old man eats a bully meal every time, right?"

The weirdo scratched his head and didn't answer.

"Master, shouldn't we consider making some money? If you have money, you can buy a lot of steamed buns!" After the wicked man who controlled the alien beast disappeared, the alien beast stopped moving, Yan Fei came over with the courage to come, he squatted next to the alien beast and thought, such a big one should be able to sell for a lot of money.

Finally, I don't have to eat steamed buns!

Under the inducement of Yan Fei, the strange man was finally willing to take away the corpse of the strange beast, Yan Fei's eyes swept to the two claws that were cut off and rolled away, he hesitated for a moment, thinking that the most expensive thing on this strange beast may be the scales on the claws, and it will definitely not be a loss to take it away!

Not long after the two of them dragged the corpse of the alien beast and disappeared, a half-body transparent figure slowly appeared. "Poor man, you have once again disrupted my plans, hehehe...... After my body is repaired, I will be the first to settle accounts with you!"

Back at the thatched house, Yan Fei was trying to figure out how to peel off such hard scales, the strange man suddenly walked up to him and handed him the sword, Yan Fei fell, and then took the night with a smile on his face. His weird master is still very caring, except for his brain being a little abnormal.

"Thank you, Master, your sword will definitely be able to dig out these scales, and if it can be sold for a good price, it will be—"

The strange man interrupted Yan Fei's words and raised his index finger to remind: "A thousand times!"

Yan Fei finally remembered that he hadn't finished practicing the starting style of the Xuanhua Sword Spectrum, and the weird man's brain was not good, but his memory was very good. "I'll practice later, now let's study this scale, can it be made into armor or weapons?"

The strange man kicked the claws of the strange beast out of the window, "Little Steamed Bun is a liar!"

"What did I lie to you?"

"Hmph, liar, no steamed buns, it's not delicious!" the strange man racked his brains and added, "I'm lazy, I can't learn my swordsmanship!"

"Little steamed buns will never forget Master's teachings!" It turned out that the strange man was teaching him not to be lazy, Yan Fei held the night flower tightly.

Focus!

Yan Fei excludes all things that are not related to swordsmanship, and every swing is the most profound experience of swordsmanship!

"One, two, three......" the strange man counted for help.

When Yan Fei swung his sword, the black qi was emitted from his body, and after the strange man saw it, there was no expression on his face, he continued to count, and soon yawned and slowly fell asleep.

The flying feather beast that followed stood on the branch, watching and falling asleep, only Yan Fei, who had been running around all day, was still very energetic.

On the other side, Xizang Feng hurriedly returned to Gengyoulou and was relieved to find that everything was as usual. But when he went to discuss things with Withering Lanyue, he found that Mr. Woyun and Withering Lanyue were waiting for him in silence.

"Something really happened to those people?" asked Shiozo Feng.

"Alas!" withered the moon with a sad face.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Alas, I can't think of it!" Since Xizang sealed the door, he smelled the smell of blood that could not be concealed.

Mr. Woyun saw that Xizang Feng was confused, and helped explain: "Fortunately, the prince of Lanyue has been prepared for a long time, otherwise the two people who helped take care of it would have been murdered!" It turned out that when he found that they did not have the slightest source power on them, he was on guard, and there must be a demon when something goes wrong!

"Unexpectedly, senior brother, you just went to walk around, and you were injured. The withered moon teased.

"Is it serious?" Mr. Woyun asked nervously, he looked at Xi Zang Feng and didn't find any wounds on his body, thinking it was an internal injury.

"Out of the way. "He's just a piece of flesh bitten off by a madman!" "I met the mastermind behind them inside, and the weirdo!"

"It just so happens that I have a new discovery......

The sun rises in the east, and Woyun City ushers in a new day.

Outside the thatched house, the red-haired boy practiced all night, and the night blossom became lighter and lighter in his hand, and the sword seemed to have merged with his right arm!

Perseverance!

He had forgotten that this was the thousandth wave, the breeze rose, the sword moved, the sword shattered and the silhouette of the wind flowed, and he seemed to hear the sound of the wind being sheared.

He's swinging his sword faster!

The strange man woke up and saw that Yan Fei was still practicing his sword, and clapped his hands with great satisfaction: "Good, good, good!"

"Master!"

"The little steamed bun is hungry, the big steamed bun is going to grab the steamed bun!"

"I'm not hungry!" Yan Fei sighed as soon as he heard the steamed buns, "I'm really not hungry...... "Since he came to this world, he has never experienced the feeling of hunger!"

Yan Fei felt a gust of wind sweep across his face, and the strange man disappeared.

In a way, the weirdo is a very stubborn person, so stubborn that he never cares about other people's opinions and opinions.

When the stranger and Yan Fei were talking, the flying feather beast was woken up, and when it saw the stranger leaving, it excitedly thought, now it can make this red-haired human a good whole!

On East Street, Uncle Cripple opened the store early, he has prepared a drawer of steamed buns and waiting for strange people to rob him, he can't stop it, he can only accept his fate, and make more money to make up for the loss!

"Mr. Woyun is early, these two sons are ......" The residents of East Street respected Mr. Woyun very much, and when they saw that there were two people with extraordinary temperaments beside him, they asked.

"It's the inner disciple of the Xuanhua Sword Sect, and he came here to solve the matter of West Street!"

"Xuanhua Sword Sect!" the man looked adoring.

"Is that the Xuanhua Sword Sect? the most famous in the Eastern Fantasy Continent!"

"In addition to the Xuanhua Sword Sect, there is also that sect that dares to start with the name of Xuanzi!"

"It would be nice if my baby had the opportunity to go to the Xuanhua Sword Sect!"

"Don't dream, it's just ...... of us people"

"Ahem, although the Xuanhua Sword Sect's selection of disciples is based on the Green Source grade as the minimum condition, there are two kinds of people who can make an exception to be selected!"

I didn't expect the disciples of the Xuanhua Sword Sect to be so good at talking, and everyone hurriedly asked, "Which two kinds of people?"

"Thick-skinned and thick-skinned!"

"Let's go. "Shiozo Feng dragged him away.

Mr. Woyun smiled: "Lanyue Gongzi is very funny. ”

"He's just been locked up in the mountains for too long, and he regrets it!"

"The front is the store of the cripple's house, and it's not easy for him," Mr. Woyun sighed, "The people in the West District, life is too difficult, the old man has wanted to change everyone's life since he came to this place, but the old man doesn't have this ability, hey, the old man is ashamed of his benefactor!"

"Don't blame yourself, Mr. Woyun, you've done a good job!" said Withering Lanyue.

"Yu Fengxing, I heard that he was killed by the people of the Killer Building twenty years ago. "I haven't heard this name for a long time, and Xizang Feng suddenly heard it, quite unexpectedly, this person is a kendo master.

Mr. Woyun sighed and said: "It was he who saved the old man back then, he placed the old man in Woyun City, and from then on, Woyun City is my home!

"No one has ever seen his corpse, so why don't Mr. Woyun believe that he is still alive in this world?"

"Perhaps, the way the moon boy comforts people is really special!" Mr. Wo Yun was in a much better mood.

"If it works, it will work!"

In the store, Uncle Cripple packed up his things and was ready to open, when he suddenly found that five drawers of steamed buns were missing!

Uncle Cripple rubbed his eyes, opened his eyes again, and counted, yes, it was five drawers!

"Stop, you old bastard with no conscience!" said Uncle Cripple!

"Huh, what's going on?" asked the withered moon.

"This is what the old man said before, the reason why you should come here as soon as possible, there is a strange person who picks his steamed buns to grab! Today he seems to have come earlier than usual. ”

"It's him!" Shizo Feng saw the afterimage of the strange man and hurriedly chased after him.

Uncle Cripple was panting, tears were about to flow out, he leaned against the corner, staggered and almost slipped, and was held up by the withered moon in time.

"Are you alright?"

"My steamed buns!" Uncle Cripple shook his head helplessly, "Hey, it's just a few steamed buns, not much, not much, and I will earn it back ......"