The strange man retracted the power of the purple source in a trance, and the only remaining memories in his mind became even more chaotic. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"This can't be, it can't be! Uh, my head hurts!" the strange man walked staggeredly. Yan Fei never expected that the strange man just wanted to test his source power, how did it become like this, what is the source power?

Could it be that his source power is so terrifying that even a master like a weirdo can't accept it?

"Master, are you alright?" Yan Fei asked worriedly.

The strange man couldn't control his emotions, and let out a long roar, and suddenly the thatched house was torn apart, Yan Fei plucked out his ears, glad that he was not deaf.

After roaring, the strange man fell to the ground and did not move, Yan Fei looked at the strange man in a daze, not knowing what to do, wake him up?

Why is it so difficult to worship a teacher?

Tianhui in the mountains, the birds and beasts heard this, exclaimed, the flying feather beast hiding in the tree hole was awakened by this roar, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a big eye with a faint green light staring at himself outside the cave, subconsciously spewing fire, the unknown flying beast was suddenly burned by the fire, and flew away with a scream.

The flying feather beast flew out of the cave with bald wings, ready to find another safe place to recuperate, it is always drowsy these days, and it encounters danger if it is not careful, why is it so difficult to be a bird?

In the west area, in the Gengyou Building, Mr. Woyun settled several unconscious residents and found him in front of the withered moon, only to see him gesturing something on the table with his fingers with a strange expression, and shaking his head while gesturing. Mr. Woyun didn't dare to speak out for fear of disturbing him.

"Mr. Woyun is worried about the few surviving unconscious residents?" Although Withering Lanyue was thinking about things intently, he could still detect the sudden appearance of someone around him.

Mr. Woyun nodded and asked, "Does the Moon Princess, know why they are in a coma?"

"Frankly, I don't feel any life force in them!"

In the Eastern Fantasy Continent, all living things must have life source power, and if not, they are dead things without life signs. Mr. Woyun was surprised: "Then aren't they, aren't they already dead? But they still have breath!"

"That's the contradiction. Although this world is always rich in miracles, there are no living people with passive power...... It will make people extremely curious!" Withering Lanyue's eyes were bright and very excited, "Cough, I've been on the mountain for a long time, and I've been either practicing swords or watching others practice swords all day long, and I'm very curious when I encounter new things, is it like a dirt bun who has never seen the world?"

"Lanyue Gongzi Mo said and laughed!" "The inner disciple of the Xuanhua Sword Sect, the leading sword sect in the Eastern Fantasy Continent, will be Tu Baozi?"

"Speaking of steamed buns, Mr. Woyun, do you know where Uncle Cripple's shop is?"

"I didn't expect the night god to escape a catastrophe, and the sky will not kill him!" Mr. Woyun said with emotion, "The cripple's house is on East Street, but at this hour, his steamed bun shop may have been robbed again, and now I am afraid that it will be closed, so I have to go as soon as possible tomorrow." ”

"Robbing, steamed buns, heads?"

"So we have to go early tomorrow. In the past few days, he has been exhausted in dealing with the fire incident, chatting with the withering moon, and Mr. Woyun is in a much better mood.

"Well, it's getting late, and it's time for Senior Brother to come back. Withering Lanyue bowed to Mr. Woyun and motioned to leave, "I'm tired of the day, I have to take a shower!"

Seeing this, Mr. Woyun suddenly said, "The old man heard Yun'er and his father say that you found them near Tianhui Mountain?"

"Could it be that there are any legends in Tianhui Mountain?" How many stories does a small Woyun City hide?

Mr. Woyun shook his head and said, "There is no legend, but I suddenly felt that something was strange, but I couldn't remember it for a while." Just as Mr. Woyun was thinking carefully, there was a noise downstairs.

"This wine is so unpalatable, do you dare to ask the master for money?" A thug was pulling the collar of the running hall, because he was a little short, he could only tilt his head, looking like he didn't know the height of the sky.

"You, you just don't have the money to pay the bill!" "The one who ran the hall was not afraid of him, this little gangster often defaulted on his debts, and after the last little troublemaker left, this person took over, and he was really more than enough to dislike people.

"Oh, you dare to talk back! Believe it or not, I asked my brother Yuwen family to step on you what kind of west building!" said the little thug proudly.

"It's unitary!" the runner broke away from the thug's hand.

"Tell your Woyun to come out, my brother has something for me to bring to him!" said the thug arrogantly as he tidied up his dirty clothes.

"You are also from the West District, not more noble than us, can you meet Mr. Woyun if you want to see him?

Mr. Woyun wanted to come forward, but was stopped by the withered moon, only to see him suddenly teleport to the back of the little gangster, the little gangster suddenly noticed a chill on his upper body, turned his head to look, his legs were weak in fright, and he met a ghost in broad daylight.

"Shhhh In the eyes of the little gangsters, the withered moon glowed with a faint green light, especially the eyes, which were very terrifying.

"Ahh

In the depths of the dense forest, Yan Fei flipped the sword book from beginning to end, he knew all the words, but when they were connected, he didn't understand, but he understood the diagrams, but there would be no problems if he learned blindly, if he practiced to become a weirdo, it would be a tragedy. "It seems that I can only learn if the weirdo gives me, but when will the weirdo wake up?"

In the dense forest, the sky darkens relatively quickly, Yan Fei looked at the thatched huts that were torn apart, and said in his heart, it is better to repair it first, if it rains, it will not be good. Yan Fei put away the sword book and found that the strange man disappeared silently, when did he leave?

I don't love when I'm tired.

Yan Fei was busy for a while, so he repaired the house, and if it rained, it was estimated that it would be leaking. As soon as he was done, the weirdo returned.

"Master!" Yan Fei can be regarded as looking forward to the strange man back, although the strange is like the weather in July, it will change, but in this world, Yan Fei knows only him, not to mention that this strange man is a master with super high force value!

The strange man was holding two baskets of steamed buns in his arms, and they were still steaming.

"Hey...... Steamed bread. He turned back to the old fool, "Here, eat steamed buns!"

"Master, you can give me some pointers on this sword book, steamed buns or something, I'll eat it later!"

"Eating steamed bread ......" The weirdo is always obsessed with steamed bread.

"I'll eat, I'll eat, after eating, let's talk about the sword spectrum, I'll admit it!"

After eating steamed buns, the strange man became very talkative, saying that as long as Yan Fei was a little steamed bun, he was willing to be Yan Fei's master. Yan Fei thought to himself and endured it.

Yan Fei picked up the branch and made a gesture, and said, "Master, is my posture correct?"

The strange man looked at Yan Fei's posture, hmm, and said, "Hmm, hmm, good!", looking at it, he suddenly thought of something, and inexplicably had an extra sword in his hand, and handed it to Yan Fei.

Yan Fei took it, this sword was so heavy! He couldn't swing it at all!

"Nightshade!"

Yan Fei looked confused.

"Little steamed bun, you play first. The weirdo sat on the ground.

"Huh?"

"Starting hand, a hundred times!"

"What?"

"A hundred times...... the strange man raised a finger, thought about it for a long time, and suddenly said, "A thousand times will be a little less?"

"It's not—"

The strange man ignored Yan Fei and said to himself, "Well, a thousand times, a thousand times." With that, he closed his eyes and dozed off.