Jiang Wenzheng originally wanted to go up the mountain to rescue Jiang Xuan and the others by himself, but Su Yuanyuan had to follow.

Jiang Xuan's kung fu is good, she knows how powerful the person who can subdue Jiang Xuan should be.

Jiang Wenzheng's legs and feet are inconvenient, Su Yuanyuan can't rest assured, and she still has the pound of poison that Qingyi gave her, so she won't suffer a loss.

Wen Shaoru, who was on the side, also stepped forward, looking excited, "I'll go too!"

Miss Su is so beautiful, wouldn't she be remembered by those people when she went to Heifeng Village? He also has to follow and protect Miss Su well.

In the evening, a bonfire was lit in the Black Wind Village, and the blazing fire lit up the cottage.

The old man sitting on the chair drinking wine squinted at the large iron pot surrounded by fire on the middle table, and the water in it was still quiet, only a few small bubbles came out and floated on the water.

Jiang Xuan and a dark-skinned young man were hung from a pillar on the side, staring blankly at the cauldron burning just enough to hold the two of them.

No, no, this old man doesn't want to eat people......

It took a long time for that pot of water to go from standing still to boiling, and Jiang Xuan's heart was tormented like an ant on a hot pot.

He looked up at the sky and wanted to cry without tears, Big brother, come and save me!

The old man saw that the water in the pot was boiling, and suddenly smiled, pointing at Jiang Xuan and Xiaohe, who was almost unconscious, with excitement in his eyes that could not be concealed, "Hurry up!" Get out of the pot! Get out of the pot! ”

Jiang Xuan's face froze, looking at the few little minions who were gradually approaching him, and his dangling feet couldn't stop kicking in the air, wanting to use this to force those people back.

At this moment, a small minion quickly ran forward, "Report! Three men came down from the mountain, saying that they had come to deliver the ransom. ”

The old man only caught the word ransom, his eyes immediately lit up, and a clever man sat up from his chair and waved his big hand, "Bring them up."

Jiang Xuan looked towards the door, only to see Jiang Wenzheng walking slowly towards here with a wooden crutch, his face was cold, indescribably majestic, and his aura was full of energy, so frightened that the little minions on the side didn't dare to step forward.

In Jiang Xuan's eyes, Jiang Wenzheng was automatically added with the halo of the protagonist, how could this be to send a ransom, this is his hope.

Jiang Wenzheng was in front, and Wen Shaoru and a thin and weak white-faced boy followed behind him.

The little boy only tied a small tweet with a strip of cloth on his head, and was wearing a white gown underneath, his little face was too delicate, and he walked with a shallow smile.

Jiang Xuan couldn't help but wonder, hey? Why is this little student so familiar?

When the three of them approached, Jiang Xuan saw clearly that the little goose egg face, the willow eyebrows were light, the narrow and seductive eyes were slightly raised, the nose was small and delicate, and the mouth was also a light cherry pink, isn't this his beautiful and stunning sister-in-law!

Not to mention wearing men's clothes, he has the temperament of a scholar.

Su Yuanyuan also saw the old man full of muscles, this is not a proper turtle immortal!

Look at Jiang Xuan who was hung up again, and when he compared, Jiang Xuan was like a little chicken by his side.

The old man sat on the chair and looked left and right, but he didn't see the shadow of the ransom, his eyes hidden under the white eyebrows suddenly widened, and he tore off the single clothes on his body and jumped off the high platform.

"Young man, where's the ransom?"

Jiang Wenzheng glanced at the chair next to him, slowly walked over and sat on it, Su Yuanyuan took his wooden crutch and hugged it in his arms very discerningly, and then she and Wen Shaoru stood behind Jiang Wenzheng like two little brothers.

Jiang Wenzheng's body was straight, his legs were slightly apart, his hands were casually on his knees, his eyes were deep, and he looked at the old man without fear.

After a few seconds, he slowly spoke, "We can't get the ransom. ”

His voice was extremely low, but when he said this, he could feel his gloomy pressure, which made people can't help but be afraid.

Although Su Yuanyuan stood behind with a smile and played the role of the little brother, the villain in her heart cheered for Jiang Wenzheng.

"My husband is mighty! My husband is the most handsome! ”

Say the most cowardly words in the toughest tone!

The old man sneered and looked at Jiang Wenzheng, "Since you can't get the ransom, let's take your life." ”

He clenched his hands into fists, the muscles of his whole body swelled, and his strong hind legs slammed to the ground, and he was about to rush over.

But Jiang Wenzheng raised his hand unhurriedly, "Wait." ”

The old man was obviously ready to go, and when he heard him speak, he could hold back his fists.

He looked at the gloomy and unpredictable man with some irritation.

"I'll compete with you in three rounds, if you can beat me, kill or chop, listen to me."

Jiang Wenzheng's eyes flashed with a sly light, he leaned lightly on the back of the chair, looked at the old man quite lazily, hooked his lips and smiled, the bright firelight illuminated his light-colored pupils, like a ghost in the middle of the night.

"If we win, let us go down."

The old man looked at his frivolous appearance, put his hands on his waist, and laughed loudly in the sky, "Okay! The old man should answer you! The old man has lived for one hundred and nineteen years, but this is not the first time he has seen someone as young and frivolous as you. ”

But their fate is to become dry bones under this black wind village.

When Su Yuanyuan heard him say that he was one hundred and twenty years old, he was shocked, this! Isn't this the old birthday star!

Wen Shaoru also reacted, and looked at the old birthday star, who was stronger than him, in disbelief, "You old man...... Surname Wen? Has a nephew named Wenping? ”

The old man stood in the clearing and frowned and thought for a while, "I've lived for so long, no one has called my name for a long time, I vaguely remember that my name is Wen Yin, and it seems that I have such a nephew." Who are you? How do you know this? ”

The old man named Wen Yin looked at Wen Shaoru inquiringly with doubts in his eyes.

I saw Wen Shaoru's face wrinkled, he took a deep breath, as if he saw hope, and regardless of the old man's scary appearance, he trotted over and hugged Wen Yin's thighs on his knees.

All the grievances he had suffered in the past two days came to mind, his eyes were moist, and his mouth grinned, "Master! ”

Wen Yin didn't expect that he would still be able to recognize his relatives here, he was still a little confused in his head, and looked at Wen Shaoru's appearance carefully, which was indeed very similar to the face of his nephew in his memory.

"Your family, are you okay going to the city?"

He looked at Wen Shaoru, who was holding his thighs and crying bitterly, and spoke slowly, not as full of anger as when he was about to fight just now.

Wen Shaoru was pitiful, "Our family went to the city and had a good life, and I was admitted to Xiucai, we miss you!" ”

He said bably, wanting to impress the old man by playing the emotional card.

The old man looked at him thoughtfully, as he expected, his eyebrows furrowed.

With a wave of his big hand, he summoned two little minions, "Come on, please take a seat for my grandson!" ”

Wen Shaoru suddenly smiled, there is still a back door that works!

He wiped his nose and tears, got up and made a big salute to Wen Yin, "Master Xie!" ”

(End of chapter)