The persimmon forest is more than 60 miles to the west.

The fire in a dilapidated earth temple was bright, and the night wind swept in, blowing the broken wooden door to the left and right, and there was no doubt that if the wind had been stronger at this time, the weathered wooden door would still be able to hang on the door frame.

The piercing "crunch" sound sounded from time to time in the depths of the secluded dense forest, it was the sound of the wooden door hitting the door frame, and in the land temple, several black shadows were refracted by the firelight, but I saw that these black shadows were sitting and standing, and their postures were different.

In the temple, a shirtless young man sat cross-legged on an old futon, but seeing this person's black hair and shawl spread out, his miserable white and cold face, and the pendant with golden light shining on his left ear added a touch of evil to his image, like a Shura from hell.

The muscles on the young man's body are not large, but they are sharp and angular, and the eight slightly bulging abdominal muscles show the strength contained in this body.

An old man with gray hair was squatting beside him, his hands quickly rising and falling, and soon, the silk threads were visibly stitching up the wounds on the young man's body until the blood could no longer be seen.

Around the two of them, several strange people were sitting or standing, directly opposite the young man, a man in black straddled the door frame and turned his back to everyone, holding a pot in one hand and drinking lightly, and a pair of eyes casually looking at the quiet mountains and forests in the distance and being silent.

"Lao Zhang, who is that person?"

The temple was quiet for a long time, and suddenly a lazy voice sounded at the door, and it was the man in black who had his back to everyone.

The young man who was sitting on the futon pursed his lips when he heard this, and then laughed playfully: "This person knows you." ”

"Oh~"

Hearing this, the man in black was obviously interested, but he still didn't continue to ask, but waited for the young man to say to himself.

The young man with the gold pendant in his ear paused for a moment, ignoring the white-haired old man who quickly injected needles on him, and said, "To be precise, it should be that the person behind him has a lot to do with you." ”

As soon as these words came out, the fat man lying on a broken straw mat with his legs stretched out next to him immediately said in an urn: "It doesn't matter what he comes from, if he is slaughtered, he will give me a tooth sacrifice." ”

After speaking, he stretched out the tip of his scarlet tongue and licked his thick lips, the gluttony did not seem to be a joke, and as soon as the words came out, a plain-clothed woman next to him with her back against the stone pillar immediately snorted softly: "If that person is a shriveled old man, can you also get your mouth down, fat man." ”

"Hey, it's dry and smelly, but ...... Out of the way. ”

The fat man didn't care, rolled his eyes and whispered.

The black-clothed man on the door frame listened to the conversation of several people and smiled silently, raised his head and drank the little wine, and said, "Lao Huang is right, no matter who it is, if you move my brother, you will have to lose some parts." ”

Looking at the arrogant back on the door frame, the young man with a gold pendant in his ear grinned: "You have seen this person, from the Quanzhen Sect, his name is Lu Guzhan, and the person behind him is Zhou Botong." ”

"Oh......"

The young man's words instantly attracted the attention of several strange people in the temple, and they all looked at the man in black sitting on the door frame.

"It's this kid, hehehe, he's really young and promising, and he's the one who framed me?"

The man in black immediately burst out laughing when he heard the sound, and the laughter was very hearty.

"It's him."

"Very good, this kid can't live, and Zhou Botong can't keep him ......."

But seeing that the man in black suddenly got up and stood, he turned to look at the white-haired old man beside the young man, and the scarlet mark on his forehead looked so evil in the light of the firelight.

"Hundred, how long will it take for a gangster's injuries to heal?"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man raised his eyes and looked at the man in black standing by the door, and said, "I'll try to make him recover within two months." ”

"Hehe, very good, a scoundrel, I will keep this person for you, you do it yourself, if you want to kill or chop, it's all up to you, even if you give Lao Huang a tooth sacrifice, nothing else, you don't need to worry about it, Zhou Botong, leave it to me."

The shirtless young man was Zhang Yiyu, who had a bright smile on his face when he heard this, raised his mouth and showed a mouthful of big white teeth, but the gold pendant on his left ear was shining more and more at the moment: "Oh, okay." ”

This group of people is Dongzhang and his gang, until the beggar gang came out, they did not choose to flee away, but found a nearby place to heal Zhang Yijiao, this armed group headed by Dongzhang, its configuration is so high that a lamp and Hong Qigong have to weigh whether they can get away with all the mustaches and tails.

It can be said that at this time, the highest combat power above the rivers and lakes is standing here, of course, it refers to the five absolute and below.

Dongzhang didn't choose to fight with Hong Qigong and Dengda at the helm of the beggar gang because he was still not the strongest at the moment, and he only realized a trace of the threshold in pursuit of the realm of the wooden sword, and there was still a long distance from the realm of the wooden sword.

Therefore, Dongzhang, who is not by his side, is not his strongest state, this is one of them, and the second is Zhang Yiyu's injury, he can't delay it for too long, he needs to heal him quickly and stop his injury, and it will hurt the meridians for a long time.

This is not a trivial matter for people who practice martial arts, considering that Zhang Yiyu's state is unlikely to be too good, Dongzhang notified the human chef to gather a few people as early as when he came out of the mountain, and issued an order to capture a few beggar heavyweights alive, that is, the only two remaining beggar gang elders, Elder Zhanggang and Elder Zhangbang, and there is also a lively helmsman Wang Wencheng.

This is the main reason why Dongzhang dares to be sure that Hong Qigong does not dare to stop him, as the so-called need to take precautions to do things, Dongzhang believes that there is no difficulty in catching the three people alive with the strength of a few people, and the fact has given him one more surprise, that is, Yanbo Fishing.

Dongzhang didn't expect that even he came, and after explaining at this time, Dongzhang couldn't help but look sideways at Yanbo Yusuo, who was sitting alone, and said: "Dongzhang didn't expect such a trivial matter to even be alarmed by Mr. ”

The latter was still wearing a hat at this time, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head sideways and smiled: "You have the grace of reinvention in the dog, don't say such a trivial matter, that is, to take the life of the old man, that is the same thing." ”

His retreat is his son, which was born to his deceased wife, it can be said that Yanbo Diaosuo lived for his son all his life, Dongzhang can let him regain his life, this kindness to him, can not be greater.

Don't look at this person is also righteous and evil, but he is particularly emotional, a lot of morality, that is not comparable to those who claim to be famous and upright, the surface is sanctimonious, but in fact the heart is dark and cunning, although he is the devil, but what he said can not be adulterated, but it is a real truth.

But if you want this kind of person to make a promise, it is also extremely difficult, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky, but Dongzhang is just a trick.

It is easy not to give promises, what he says is a person like Dongzhang, and what he says must be done.

"Sir, it's serious, but with a gesture, Ling Lang is okay now?"

Looking at the Baicao Fairy, who was silent and only lowered his head to make needles, Yanbo Diaosuo's old face bloomed like a chrysanthemum, and he smiled like a child: "He's very good, he can already walk around on his own." ”

"Hehe, that's good."

With a smile of relief, Dongzhang walked to the fire in front of him and sat cross-legged, glanced at Zhang Yiyi's crooked arms and leg bones, picked up a dead wood and threw it into the fire: "Everyone, Lu Guzhan is missing now, instead of looking for him, it is better to let him take the initiative to come to us." ”

"Oh~"

"Dongzhang, what do you mean by that?"

These words instantly aroused the interest of several people, and even the Saint Cause Master, who had always been cold, couldn't help but look sideways.

Looking down at the crackling firewood burning in front of him, a flash of fire flashed in Dongzhang's eyes, and he grinned: "Holy cause, cook, innocent....... Have a big fuss, hunt, all the true ......."