After a moment of respite, someone rudely poured water wave on him from beginning to end, not because of kindness, but because he was so stinky that he wanted to vomit. Moreover, if you can see the face clearly, you can roughly judge the change in his expression, so that he will not be confused.

The water wave technique made it very embarrassing, and the face was not washed off one by one, but the expression was probably clear, and it was a standard appearance of shame and indignation.

Hou Yu quickly turned his mind around, taking the opportunity to take a breath to think about how to deal with it in order to escape this hurdle.

There were a total of four people in front of him, a big man with a red beard, a majestic figure, the one who kicked him and stepped him into the mud.

There are also three people, one with a white face and beard, one with a fat head and big ears, and one who is as thin as a bamboo pole, and these four people almost cover several aspects of the human body, and I don't know how they got together.

It was the white-faced scholar who performed the wave spell on him, but he wasn't sure if he was the one who stopped the strong man from committing the murder.

The answer was soon revealed, the fat man smiled, and his voice was soft, "This brother, let's talk about it, why did you come to my country for no reason?" Don't say it's lost to see the scenery, my brother has a bit of a short temper, and I can't stop him if he really makes a move. ”

The timing of the fat man's opening was just after Hou Yu's breath stabilized, which made his heart dark, at least, this person's realm was a few levels higher than him, and he could easily see through the changes in his qi.

He really didn't expect such an undercover experience, but he is not a person who gives up easily.

Reluctantly stood up, moved his stiff hands and feet, twisted his waist, just like the reaction of a normal person in every situation, and then, suddenly, he stood up and swung his fist at the strong man!

The big man was not surprised, as if he had known that he would do this, and with a light stretch of his hand, he grabbed his wrist,

"Ho, it's quite fierce! This is not what a Taoist should do, it is too impulsive. ”

Dahan stretched out his hand and turned around, and Hou Yu felt that his body involuntarily flew up and fell heavily not far away; This guy is not light, even with his muscles and bones, he can't stand it.

The fat man was still light, "Okay, the fist is also out, and this breath should be gone; We can tolerate you once, but we won't tolerate you a second time! Tell us where you came from, and if everything is true, you still have a chance to live. ”

The words are very straightforward and not merciless at all; It's understandable to be resentful about being stepped into the sludge, but again and again it's shameless!

Hou Yu blushed and had a thick neck, the green tendons on his neck were exposed, his fists were clenched, and he looked like he wanted to choose someone to devour, but in the end he didn't make another move, but he didn't say a word, this is his strength to the end?

The strong man was a little impatient, so he wanted to get started, but he saw the fat man waving his hand,

"Wait, our good friend is here, hide this guy first, and then talk about this vote!"

This time, it was not the majestic man who did it, but the thin bamboo pole responded; The figure has appeared in front of Hou Yu in a flash, and before he can react, and pointed to him like a sword a little, he immediately felt that his feet were weak, and he was about to fall, and he had been carried by a bamboo pole and jumped on a dense poplar tree, and found a branch to put down at a height of nearly ten zhang from the ground.

Hou Yu couldn't move, couldn't speak, and didn't even fart, so he could only lie on the branch and watch the movement below.

I saw that these four people hid their bodies and dived, obviously, the three words of good friends are to put a question mark.

The origin of these people is unknown, but they must be cultivators of the Yan Kingdom, but it is really hard to say whether the cultivators of the Yan Kingdom are demons or not. He regretted it a little, he should have stayed in Liuyang for a while to get to know the cultivation world of the Yan Kingdom, and he was hasty.

The reason why I wanted to punch that just now was for a gamble; If you substitute him for a person who has come all the way to take refuge, who has grievances because of the injustice of the Daomen, and who is not broad-minded, will he immediately bow his head and beg for mercy?

Considering his former identity, then his character should be a narrow-minded, impulsive and irritable person!

So, that punch had to be thrown out to fit his character; You can't tell the truth right away, and you have to be cold to each other a few times, which is a normal person's mentality.

To infiltrate the Demon Gate, it begins as soon as he steps into the poplar forest, and any carelessness will bring him ruin. From this moment on, he had to forget about the help of the Chong Ling Dao people, and single-mindedly reminiscing about deepening the injustice of the Dao Sect to him, so that he could behave more naturally and reasonably.

Regardless of whether these people are disciples of the Demon Sect or thieves, he must substitute his own identity and dare not be careless.

Fortunately, I didn't have my head screwed off.

…… The branch of the tree where he was was ten feet tall and higher than the surrounding aspen, which made his vision farther, but in summer, the leaves were thick and layered, and he could only see a rough idea, not really.

He also wanted to know who the best friends of these murderers were. In his selfish heart, he didn't think that these people must be disciples of the Demon Gate, although he didn't know much about the Demon Gate, but he traveled all the way, and he also read some mainland travel books, and he didn't know anything.

Just as there are many branches of the Dao Gate, the Demon Gate is not a single genre. Generally refers to those schools or kingdoms that act unscrupulously, practice without taboo killing, style as they like, and the Taoism wanders outside the Dao Gate, it can be called the Demon Gate, or the Demon Kingdom.

In fact, if you only talk about it from the perspective of cultivation, it can be called the Blood Transformation Sect, the Blue Bone Sect, the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Ghost Mountain, the Quanzhen Sect, the Corpse Tomb, etc., which are relatively famous, and there are many small demon sects, which are innumerable.

The concept of these schools of practice is different from the Daomen, but the essence of the practice is actually the same, artificially divided into the Daomen, the Demon Sect to show the difference, of course, there is also a Buddhist Gate, that is another matter.

From a fair and objective point of view, you can't say who is right and who is wrong. Who is righteous? Who is evil?

The history of Xiuzhen is written by the winner, and whoever loses is the devil, it's as simple as that.

In Hou Yu's opinion, even if it is a demon gate, it should be organized-disciplined, right? Even the upper and lower humility is even more strict, looking at these four people's behavior in the rivers and lakes, he is a little skeptical that these are not loose cultivation?

You must know that the scattered cultivation of the Yan country and the scattered cultivation of the country of An He are completely different, and there is no one who can survive here who is not ruthless and ruthless.

He couldn't move on the branches, and his perception was limited because of the realm; The Qi Cultivator theoretically has the most basic perception abilities, but the problem is that he has only been able to successfully breathe Qi for three days, and everything has not yet begun.

Just when he was still thinking nonsense, suddenly there was a strange movement, and when he sensed the danger, he saw those good friends who were surrounding him!

These king-eight-eggs were not kind enough to put him on a branch to hide, but used him as a bait.

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The heart is always a devil, Sensen Yang Lin Zhenyan. If there are no three thousand lines of Dao power, this hill snake well rat is he.