'To Mr. Fang:

Life is a life, grass and trees are autumn, how short the time is, it is no regret to be lucky enough to know the son.

Do you remember......

Our sisters have heard Gongzi talk about the general trend of the world, have seen Gongzi scolding Fang Xuan, have listened to Gongzi Zhengyin Town ancient and modern, and once tasted the fairy wine and delicacies invited by Gongzi.

The son is like a fairy, unstained with mortal dust, which makes people admire.

To be able to accompany the son, how fortunate is Qinghuan and Jinshu?

In the blink of an eye, it has been nearly three years, hundreds of days and nights, still in a dream, but the sky does not fulfill people's wishes, but the dream will eventually wake up. ’

Rutted and turned.

The carriage was up and down due to the muddy roads.

The letter in his hand still had the familiar aftertaste, Fang Zheng sighed lightly, turned the second page, and the conversation changed, when it was a different person.

'Autumn is cool, and the son remembers to add clothes.

In the dark, the heavens may really doom everyone's fate.

How unfortunate our sisters are, they have experienced the destruction of their families and their hard work, and how fortunate our sisters are to know their son.

Childe often laughs and is cynical, but he has a compassionate heart and a love for heaven and earth, and this cold world has also added a bit of brilliance because of Childe.

I still remember the child's gift: choose a good person, choose a city, make it at dusk, rest at sunset, eat three meals and four seasons, and hold on for the rest of your life.

That's a beautiful statement.

A thousand words will come to an end......

Life is bitter, may you be safe. ’

There were tears on the letterhead, and it was clear that the two women were reluctant to leave, and for some reason, they insisted on leaving quietly.

"Hey!"

Fang Zheng raised his head, and his plain eyes also rippled.

How can people be ruthless?

The beauty of Jinshu's appearance is like a fairy entering the world, a reborn wisdom heart, exquisite thoughts, and talking to it always makes people forget time unconsciously.

Liu Qinghuan still has a girl's stubbornness, and the wonder of her dancing is breathtaking, no matter how depressed she is, she can quietly disperse in front of her.

Hundreds of days and nights are companions, and the relationship between the three is like close friends and family, although they each have secrets, they know each other tacitly.

Suddenly.

The two girls left a letter and said goodbye, which made Fang Zheng feel melancholy.

"Childe."

Xiang Xiu's voice sounded:

"It's time to get to the station, do you want to rest?"

"Hmm."

Fang Zheng came back to his senses, nodded and said:

"Stop, get something to eat before you hit the road."

"Yes."

Xiang Xiuying was, jumped out of the carriage, led the car to the post station door to tie the horse rope, and the movements were crisp and neat, like a coachman for many years.

Who would have thought.

Such an old man who is not amazing is actually a Great Zhou Tian martial artist?

As a place for people to change horses or rest and stay in the middle of the court to deliver documents, post stations are often located on major transportation routes and extend in all directions.

Many years ago.

The post station was already self-financed, and the imperial court no longer paid for it.

Gradually.

The post station has become a restaurant and inn that receives passers-by, and the officials and messengers inside have become shopkeepers and juniors.

"Half a catty of wine, three catties of meat, and two side dishes."

Say hello to the show:

"As soon as possible!"

"Yes."

Xiao Er should be, hurriedly notify the back kitchen.

Fang Zheng sat down by the window, and he could see the scene on the official road from the side, because of the flood, all the way he saw the disaster victims.

The victims sat in the shade of the trees, staring blankly at the station, their throats rolling from time to time, but they did not have the courage to come and beg for food.

It's not like I haven't tried to be here, but the guards standing at the gate of the post station are all fat and strong, and they are not vegetarians.

The scars on their bodies are supposed to be the harvest of the process.

"No mother, vacuum hometown ......"

"King Ming was born, Maitreya was born ......"

Accompanied by the sound of chanting, several fat-headed and big-eared monks walked from a distance, and the monks held bowls filled with clear water and waved them above the heads of the victims.

When the clear water fell on their bodies, the victims were all shocked, a trace of redness appeared on their pale cheeks, and their eyes were full of vitality.

"Amitabha."

The monk held one hand in front of him, chanted the Buddha's name, and asked one of the victims:

"Would the benefactor be willing to join my sect?"

"If you join my religion, you will have the opportunity to enjoy all the glory and wealth during your lifetime, and you can go to Elysium after death, and you can have a wife and children to reunite with your family."

He is good at it:

"If you want, Shaoqing will have rice porridge to deliver."

"Yes!" When the victims heard the word 'rice porridge', their eyes couldn't help but shine, their expressions were fanatical, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly:

"I am willing to join the church and believe in ......"

"No mother!" The monk spoke.

"Believe in a childless mother!" The victim nodded and asked:

"Master, where can I get the porridge?"

"Even if you join my sect, you and I are brothers, don't be called a master." The monk shook his head, stretched out his hand and pulled back, and said:

"There's porridge over there, please come with me!"

"Okay, okay."

The victims struggled to get up and follow each other away.

Inside the station.

"Humph!"

Someone snorted coldly:

"It's just a demon method that stimulates other people's qi and blood, and being sprinkled on the body by that holy water, although it can temporarily restore vitality, what is lost is the origin of the body."

"A group of demon monks!"

"That's better than waiting to die." One replied:

"There is no demon monk in your mouth, and a few of the victims outside can carry it for three days, if you really have the ability, give up your family property to save them."

"I don't know how many I can save?"

"You know what?" The man who spoke first slapped the case and said angrily:

"This group of demon monks confuses people's minds and recruits their followers, and when the power is great, they will cause chaos on one side, and more people will suffer at that time."

"The hypocrisy of the present is nothing but a plot for the future."

This person is not very old, and he is in the prime of his life, and his eyes are wide open, full of energy, and he has a posture of worrying about the country and the people.

"People are dying, how can they take care of so much?" A person in the corner snorted coldly:

"If there is really chaos, it is also a matter for the imperial court."

"The affairs of the court are the affairs of the world, and the affairs of the people, do you think that when the world is in chaos, we can avoid it?" The young man shouted:

"Calm the disaster, for the court, for the people, and for ourselves!"

He clenched his fists and arched his hands:

"Zhang is willing to serve the court and die!"

"Fart!"

Someone shouted:

"Look at this road, over the years, more than 360 days a year, which day is not full of disaster victims!"

"You ask the passers-by, how many people didn't die on this road and in this river that day? When will there be not many corpses in the river one day? ”

"When did the imperial court care about the lives of the common people?"

"The little brother has read a lot of books and seen the sufferings of the world, you ask yourself, is such a court and such a hundred officials worthy of loyalty?"

"Worth ......"

"Death?"

When these words fell, the audience couldn't help but be silent.

"Da ......"

Fang Zheng put down his chopsticks and frowned slightly:

"Noisy and noisy can't be quiet, pack things and eat them on the road."

"Childe?" Xiang Xiu raised his head, his face was surprised, and when he was about to say something, he saw a few officials and officials coming from the door, and immediately nodded:

"Yes."

After packing up his things, the carriage moved forward again, and there was a commotion in the post station behind him, as if the official had begun to take people.

Fang Zheng lifted the curtain and looked towards both sides of the official road.

I still remember.

When he first came to this world, the White Lotus Sect was still shouted and beaten by everyone, and he only dared to hide in the shadows to develop the sect, which was a veritable cult.

Now......

In broad daylight, they blatantly solicited congregation, and no onlookers stopped them from seeing such things happen.

Even the officials didn't seem to see it, and they only dared to take ordinary people.

'O the end of the dynasty! ’

'The emperor is mediocre and incompetent, allowing the wealthy to encroach on the people, causing the world to be full of evils and disasters, which is really a scene of troubled times. ’

'Bitter ......'

'Only the people! ’

Shaking his head, Fang Zheng lowered the curtain and stopped thinking nonsense.

The floods affected the people of several counties, but did not affect the vicinity of Fucheng, and the closer to Zhaonan Province, the fewer victims on both sides of the avenue.

Gradually.

There were also more pedestrians on the road.

"What for?"

In the middle of the road, there are officers and soldiers who set up cards, ask people who come and go, check the pass documents, and carefully compare the descriptions on the documents.

Anyone who finds something wrong will take down the passers-by.

"Childe, this is a temporary checkpoint, half of which is set up by local officers and soldiers themselves, and they are used to eat cards and extort money from passers-by."

Xiang Xiu walks outside all the year round and is very familiar with this:

"Don't look at the strictness of the investigation, in fact, as long as you give money, you can clear the customs."

"Hmm." Fang Zheng nodded and asked:

"What about the victims?"

The victims couldn't even eat enough, let alone get money to clear customs.

"That's another role of the level." Xiang Xiudao:

"The checkpoint can stop the victims, trap them in a fixed area, and prevent them from messing around, and they will definitely be killed on the spot if they break in."

"Childe."

"After passing the checkpoint, there should be no disaster victims behind, and then you can have a quiet time."

As he spoke, he drove his horse close to the checkpoint and handed over a waist card, which represents a certain status and obviously has immunity.

The officers and men just glanced at it, waved their hands and let them go, but did not collect the tolls.

"Phew!"

He had not gone far when he saw someone cursing in a low voice:

"This is a group of robbers, three days and two ends of the card, all the money earned into their pockets, how do we live?"

"Annoyed Lao Tzu, and went back to join the White Lotus Sect!"

"Be careful, be careful." Someone hurriedly grabbed and cursed the man, and looked around cautiously.

The carriage drove by, and the two people in the carriage did not react.

As Xiang Xiu said.

After passing the checkpoint, the victims almost disappeared on the road, and from time to time you can still see young people in brocade clothes, walking in groups of three or five.

Time passes slowly.

It's getting dark.

The road is also sparsely populated.

"Boom la la ......"

There was a strange sound in the mountains and forests on the side, and a man and a woman jumped out of it, and the two of them looked panicked, as if there were fierce beasts chasing after them.

The man's appearance is handsome and extraordinary, he is indeed wearing shabby linen clothes, and the straw sandals under his feet are tattered, and his thumbs are exposed.

Women, on the other hand, are gorgeously dressed in stark contrast.

After the two rushed to the official road, the man glanced back, nudged the woman, and shouted:

"Sister Rong, you go first, I'll stop them!"

"No!" The woman's face was discolored, her long hair was scattered, and she shook her head desperately when she heard the words:

"Brother Gu, let's go together!"

"Collapse ......"

"Duh!"

A sharp arrow shot out of the forest and pierced into the ground in front of the two of them, and the solid official road was actually shot into the ground by the arrow for several inches.

It can be seen that the power of the arrow is strong.

At the same time, a group of people came out of the forest, and one of them was dressed in a beautiful costume like a crown of jade, and raised his hand to throw the steel bow in his hand to the person behind him.

"Changrong!"

He looked at the woman and spoke in a muffled voice, his voice unmistakable:

"Come home with me!"

"No!" The woman yelled, grabbed the sleeves of the handsome man beside her desperately with both hands, and cried with tears in her eyes:

"Third brother, Gu Chong and I really love each other, for the sake of brothers and sisters, you let us go, I don't want to marry that stupid son of the Han family."

"Third Brother Chang." 'Gu Chong' clenched the woman's wrist and said:

"Although I am a servant of the Chang family, I know that my status is low, but I treat Miss sincerely until I die, and I hope that the third brother Chang will be fulfilled."

"You ......" The noble man's face changed, and he subconsciously looked at the pedestrians on the official road, his face sank, and he said in a low voice:

"Come back with me first, and then we'll talk about it later!"

The ugliness of the family should not be publicized.

How can such a thing be said in front of outsiders?

If the matter spreads, it will definitely be a big blow to the family's reputation, and if possible, he even wants to kill people.

"No!"

Hearing the word 'go back', the woman's complexion changed again, her head swayed again and again, and fear appeared in her eyes, and she took a step back and said:

"I'm not going back!"

"I ...... I already have Brother Gu's child in my belly! ”

"What did you say?" When the noble man heard this, his face changed, his face turned blue in an instant, and he turned his head to look at the 'Brother Gu' in the woman's mouth, and his eyes were full of murder:

"You brute ......"

"Look for death!"

His body moved, like a spirit swallow flying close to the ground, and in an instant, he forced to the door of Gu Chong, and leaned forward with one hand like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

The extreme speed made the clothes on his arms shake wildly, and the air seemed to be knocked out of a cone, and the screaming of the air followed.

True Qi Martial Artist!

This person is not very old, but he has already cultivated his true qi, and he is already one of the best masters in Gu'an County.

"Huh!"

Seeing that Gu Chong was about to die in the hands of the noble man, he suddenly leaned back, and the whole person spun close to the ground to avoid the incoming attack.

This move was swift and agile, and the use of it was just right, and he even took the opportunity to throw a punch to force the opponent to retreat again and again.

"Golden Goose Fist!"

The noble man's face was stunned, and then the anger in his eyes increased:

"Okay, you Gu Chong, the Chang family sees that you are pitiful and kind enough to take you in, as a slave, you not only have a bad reputation for the young lady, but also steal the Chang family's martial arts."

"It should be cut with a thousand cuts!"

"Peng!"

Before he could finish speaking, the ground under his feet had exploded, and the figure rushed several meters as the dirt flew, and the fierce momentum made everyone watching frightened.

Facing it head-on, it's even more terrifying.

Gu Chong's face turned pale, and there was fear in his eyes, but his body flickered, like a spiritual snake sweeping sideways, and he barely avoided it.

At the same time, the five fingers subconsciously grabbed and buckled to the wrist of the noble man.

"Huh?"

The noble man only felt a faint stinging pain in his pulse, and he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, which showed that Gu Chong had cultivated his true qi and had the strength to threaten him.

Good!

What a thief!

You're hiding so deeply!

His thoughts turned, only to feel a nameless anger surge, and immediately his arm shook, his flesh trembled, and the five fingers that came at him collapsed.

At the same time, he stepped on the mysterious steps, like a swimming dragon to launch an attack.

His two arms are like two long swords, picking, breaking, splitting, pressing, pointing, washing, stirring, and pumping.

The move directly attacked the opponent's vital point, the sword roared and trembled, and there was a faint sound of waves rushing.

The noble man pointed like a sword, his moves were as fast as the wind, the sword style was endless, and the blocker was invincible, instantly suppressing the opponent to death.

However, in the blink of an eye, Gu Chong was already in frequent distress, and the signs of defeat were revealed.

"Don't!"

Seeing that her lover was in distress, the woman's complexion changed greatly, her wrist flicked, and a soft sword popped out and stabbed towards the noble man.

"Ding......

The soft sword was so powerful that the man had to turn around to block, and the sword finger flicked the blade, and the strength exploded, and he also took the opportunity to fly a few meters backwards.

"Changrong!"

Looking at the woman, the noble man trembled slightly:

"You dare to do it at me?"

"Third brother." The woman's beautiful eyes were full of tears, and she cried:

"Don't push me!"

"Good!"

"Very good!"

The noble man's face turned pale, and he waved his big hand:

"Do it!"

"Don't show mercy!"

"Yes!" When a group of guards behind him heard the sound, they rushed in a swarm, most of them were martial artists, and there were even two martial artists.

With them joining, Gu Chong and the two immediately showed their inadequacy.

Fortunately, the woman swung her sword wildly, and everyone cared about her identity, and they didn't dare to press too hard, and they could barely support it for a while.

"Ahh

Gu Chong roared wildly, his strength exploded and shook away the several people who came around, and his eyes turned, and his body flashed and rushed towards a carriage.

As long as you get your hands on the carriage, you have a chance to escape.

"Get out of the way!"

Flying into the air, he reversed his body and swung his palm at the coachman, his palm was fierce and fierce, and he didn't mean to keep his hand at all.

"Humph!"

Xiang Xiu hummed softly.

He was originally just a passer-by watching the play, and he never thought that he would be involved in it, and this Gu Chong looked handsome, but he was ruthless.

I don't care if it will hurt people's lives!

At the moment, one hand was raised, and an invisible palm force gathered in front of him, like a universe turning, and the palms of the comer gently touched together.

Qianyuan palm!

"Peng!"

The palms collided, Xiang Xiuwen did not move at all, and even the carriage under him did not shake, but Gu Chong's complexion changed greatly, only to feel an invisible force pouring into his body like a withering force, and his body instantly lost consciousness, and his body was involuntarily shocked and flew out and fell to the ground.

After landing, he couldn't move.

"Brother Gu!"

The woman screamed, but was suppressed by everyone.

"Good hand!"

The noble man's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he flew to the front, arching his hand towards Xiang Xiu Zhengse:

"I didn't expect there to be such a master here, thank you seniors for helping, in Xia Changwei, I don't know what to call my predecessors?"

"Don't dare."

Bow your head to Xiu:

"It's just a coachman."

Well?

Chang Wei raised his eyebrows and subconsciously looked at the carriage.

"Let's go." At this time, Fang Zheng in the carriage said indifferently:

"Don't delay."

"Yes."

Xiang Xiu bowed his head, waved his whip, and drove the horse slowly past everyone in the field.

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Bonfires are lit.

The firelight shines on a small area.

The carriage stopped aside, and Xiang Xiu caught a hare from nowhere and roasted it on the flame, and the aroma of meat with spices wafted away.

"Martial arts do have three, six, nine and so on, but they are not accurately divided."

He whispered:

"After all, some people practice ordinary methods to obtain martial arts masters, and some people have peerless martial arts, and they are also wasted in the end."

"That's interesting." Fang Zheng sat cross-legged on a mountain rock and said with a smile:

"There is no invincible martial arts in the world, only invincible people in the world."

"Childe's words are thought-provoking." Xiang Xiu raised his head, his eyes flashed, as if he was shocked by this sentence, and then said:

"But the superior martial arts are really good."

"Xiang Mou came from a humble background, although he lived a few years better than his son, he didn't know much about this kind of martial arts."

"It doesn't matter." Founder's hand:

"Tell me about it."

"Yes." Xiang Xiu nodded and said:

"Ordinary martial arts, since they polish their qi and blood, temper their physical bodies, even if they are lucky enough to cultivate their true qi, most of them are only in Xiao Zhoutian."

"It's better, if you learn from a certain school, you have the corresponding palm technique, fist and foot kung fu, and there is a complete martial arts realm cultivation method."

The martial arts realm includes small Zhou Tian and big Zhou Tian, and there is no leakage.

This realm is mainly to strengthen the true qi and temper the physical body, and theoretically, as long as it is the true qi method, it can be cultivated into a true body without leakage.

Merely......

Some accumulate true qi slowly, some are prone to dark injuries, and it is almost impossible to cultivate without leakage, and there are not many methods that can really consistently point to the truth.

Founder is clear:

"How do you divide between superior martial arts and top martial arts?"

"In the previous dynasty, he collected the world's Taoism and martial arts, and compiled the "Treasures of the Heavenly Palace" and the "Martial Classics", which recorded the ten top methods." Xiang Xiu raised his head and said in a leisurely voice:

"This method is either hidden in the top sect, or it is owned by a peerless master, so we don't have to think about it."

"As for the superior martial arts ......"

He glanced at Fang Zheng and said:

"What Childe has learned is superior martial arts."

"Oh!" Fang Zheng looked sideways:

"How so?"

Of course, he knew that the vowel thunder method was extraordinary, but it was a pity that he didn't have a famous teacher to guide him, and he couldn't cultivate at home, and he couldn't win even the ranks.

It's all tears.

"It's simple."

Xiang Xiu's answer was unexpected:

"Most of the superior martial arts are a fusion of magic and martial arts, and Childe has seen how many martial artists cast spells as easily as you?"

"Huh?" Fang Zheng was stunned:

"True Qi can be used as a magic force, can't martial artists be able to cast spells?"

"That's true." Xiang Xiu sighed lightly, sometimes he was very suspicious of Fangzheng's origin, how could he be so lacking in common sense if his cultivation was not low.

Immediately:

"But true qi is condensed, and a very true qi may not have a bit of mana, and casting spells with true qi is not worth the loss for a martial artist."

"In addition, spells are not something that can be learned if you want to, so few martial artists know the way of magic."

"However, the superior martial arts are different, the true qi cultivated in the martial arts here is more flexible, and although the spells are not as good as the mana, it is also a lot more convenient."

"It is said ......"

He groaned slightly, a little uncertainly:

"It is precisely because the cultivated True Qi has such characteristics that it is easier for those who cultivate superior martial arts to become martial arts masters."

"That's right!"

"I heard that the martial arts master and the real person of the martial arts have come to the same end, and the masters of martial arts and magic will come at a glance, regardless of each other."

Heard?

Reputedly?

Obviously.

The level of contact with Xiang Xiu is not so high.

Fang Zheng touched his chin, thoughtfully, he only felt that the true qi cultivated by the vowel thunder method was a little different from others.

I can't say what the difference is.

Now I know the answer.

Spell!

When casting spells, there will be differences, no wonder outsiders will guess that there is a mage in the Fang Mansion, and no one will guess his body.

Cover because.

It is common knowledge that a martial artist cannot be a mage.

Well?

His eyes moved slightly, Fang Zheng stopped his thoughts and cast his gaze towards the dark dense forest, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had heard something.

"Boom la la ......"

There was a strange noise.

Xiang Xiu also sensed that something was wrong, stood up from the campfire, put the roasted rabbit meat aside, and looked intently at the dense forest.

"Ahh

"Run!"

"Protect the young master!"

“……”

The screams and shouts were intermittent, and the distance was getting closer.

"...... Uproar"

The leaves shook, and three figures rushed out of the dense forest, and two of them were beheaded by a cold light before they could stand firmly.

The cold light was terrifying, and the inertia caused the two headless corpses to rush forward a few steps before falling to the ground.

"Senpai!"

The only remaining person showed panic in his eyes, and when he saw Xiang Xiu behind him, he rushed over, and shouted in his mouth:

"Senior, help!"

"Huh?" Xiang Xiu's eyes moved slightly:

"It's you!"

The person who came was the noble boy he met in the evening, the man named Chang Wei.

It's just that unlike at that time, Chang Wei at this time was disheveled, his long hair was scattered, there were traces of blood on his body, and his eyes were full of horror.

It was the exact opposite of the extravagance of the time.

Behind him, two figures fluttered to the ground.

"Tut-tut......"

One of them scorned:

"Unexpectedly, there is still the savior of the Chang family here?"

The bonfire was swaying, reflecting the appearance of the people who came out, both of them were handsome men, and one of them was Gu Chong, a slave of the Chang family.

Gu Chong is already a handsome young man with clear eyebrows.

Compared with another person, he is still three points inferior, and that person's facial features are three-dimensional and mature like a knife and an axe, full of manly charm.

Dressed in white, he shows the appearance of dust.

Merely......

This person's eyes are light and his voice is disdainful, which makes it difficult to feel good.

However, this prodigal gesture may be more popular with women, especially the kind of eyes that play the world, I am afraid that it will make some women crazy.

"Several."

Xiang Xiu looked back at Fangzheng, slowly retreated, and said slowly:

"I'm just passers-by, the matter between you has nothing to do with us, this Chang Gongzi, trouble to solve your own troubles elsewhere."

Hear the words.

Chang Wei's complexion changed, and he became more and more pale.

"Good!"

The man in white in the rear applauded lightly:

"It's none of your business, hang it high, so as not to cause a commotion, so that it is like words."

"Senior Brother Wu." Gu Chong's eyes rolled, and he said in a low voice:

"It was because of them that I was caught by mistake, so that the trial of the master was not fully completed, but fortunately, there was a senior brother to help."

"Oh!" Senior Brother Wu raised his eyebrows and looked thoughtfully.

"Both."

Seeing this, Xiang Xiu's heart sank slightly:

"At that time, it was the little brother who first shot at someone, and he had no intention of causing trouble, but he was not a person who was afraid of things!"

He said with a flick of one hand.

"Hoo ......"

A strong wind swept the weeds out of thin air, forming a small tornado, and the ground was ploughed with shallow marks.

Great Zhou Tian Martial Master!

Senior Brother Wu's eyes shrank, the scimitar on his waist trembled without wind, and then he smiled and waved his big hand:

"That's it!"

"Hee-hee-hee......"

At this moment, a crisp laugh sounded, echoing in the field:

"Senior Brother Wu, isn't he afraid?"

"The requirement of our master to worship the true inheritance is to let the disciple successfully hook up with a good family, and your junior brother will not be considered successful."

"If you hadn't made a move, he would have been abolished!"

The woman smiled:

"You and my brother and sister, it's nothing to help you hide from the master, but if it is leaked out by outsiders, how can you explain?"

"Hoo ......"

The breeze swept in the field, and an elf-like woman appeared out of thin air, smiling and looking at everyone in the field.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Fang Zheng felt that the other party's gaze paused slightly on him, as if he had discovered something, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Senior Sister Qin?"

Looking at the visitor, Senior Brother Wu's expression changed slightly, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes, and then his eyes turned to look towards Xiang Xiu.

"It's a pity!"

He shook his head slightly:

"My friend's life is not good, I saw something I shouldn't see, since my junior sister has opened her mouth, Wu Mou can't let you go."

"Did you cut it yourself, or did Wu do it?"

"What a big breath!" Xiang Xiu's face sank:

"Xiang is not talented, but I want to ask for advice and advice on Your Excellency's tricks!"

"Be careful." Fang Zheng stood up from the mountain rock and said slowly:

"They should be from the Hehuan Sect."

"Huh!" 'Senior Sister Qin' raised her eyebrows:

"I didn't expect to meet a person here who knows about our Hehuan Sect, hasn't Gongzi seen someone from my sect before?"

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly, ignoring the other party's meaning.

Hehuan Zong.

One of the Six Realms of the Demon Heaven.

Most of the disciples of this sect are handsome and have excellent roots, and the methods they practice are also related to men and women, and their minds are distorted.

From what I just said.

Gu Chong should be a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and if he wants to worship the true lineage, he must complete the entry assessment with the task of hooking up with a good family.

If you don't see the young lady of the Chang family in the field, I'm afraid the consequences will not be good......

Playing with feelings like this, the character of the disciple of the disciple must be different from ordinary people.

"No more nonsense!"

Senior Brother Wu snorted coldly:

"Death!"

The sound fell, the knife light in the field appeared, the knife light was like a round of crescent moon, when the air gently rotated, the beautiful moonlight sprinkled down.

The moonlight is sprinkled all over the side, making people have no way to hide.

And his target is not Xiang Xiu, but Fang Zheng in the rear.

"Childe be careful!"

Xiang Xiu snorted and rushed up.

(End of chapter)