"Hey, hey, hot hemp balls, come and take a look!!"

Dressed in clothes stolen from an Orion's house at the foot of a mountain, Wang Da Hammer walked down the streets of the bustling morning market.

Listening to the Chuzhou City under the Snow Sword Sect Mountain, it is still very lively, although it is said that Wang Da Hammer has stirred up countless storms, but for these ordinary boss surnames, it has not affected their lives in a way.

Not everyone has the ambition to make a career and soar, for the vast majority of ordinary people, living their own life is ordinary.

Pressing the Dai Lia on the top of his head, Wang Dazhui walked in front of the small vendor selling hemp balls and stopped.

After eating game for months, no matter how skilled his cooking skills are, it is inevitable that he will get tired. The handmade meals in front of these small vendors really made him appetizing.

"Have you heard? Today, Li Yungongzi is going to adjudicate the elite disciples of the Snow Sword Sect! It is said that it is to force that Wang Da Hammer to appear. ”

A man in front of him with a steel knife at his waist said to the man beside him.

"But it's not!" Reaching out and taking the hemp ball, the man turned around and said, "My uncle is an errand officer of the government, I heard the news, today I am going to take the knife on that guy named Xu Yi! Several deacons and elders who oppose it have already been injured, if it weren't for the Tang Ying Sect Master still holding the scene, it would be dangerous to listen to the Snow Sword Sect!"

"Xu Yi ......"

Wang Dazhui's ears moved slightly, and his attention instantly shifted to these two people.

"Alas...... It's a pity! I heard that the Snow Sword Sect had just ascended to the throne of the first place, and now that this matter has happened, it seems that the official family has made a big move this time. ”

The man with the knife shook his head, he is a person from the rivers and lakes, and this year's martial arts meeting has also seen a few from afar, for Wang Da Hammer and Tingxue Sword Sect. He still has a good impression. He believed that this time it must be the imperial court forces that had been silent for a long time who wanted to regain control of the Chuzhou region, so he took the Tingxue Sword Sect, which had just ascended to the first place and had an unstable foundation.

It's just that what these little people can't guess at all is that in fact, there is no struggle between forces and territory at all, and the source of everything is just the inheritance of the Venerable One in the body of the little mink.

The mind of the superior. It was never something he could have guessed, for the sake of something they valued, even if it was an ordinary person who sacrificed more, they didn't care.

"Don't talk about it, where can we guess what those bigwigs think?"

The young man made a silent gesture and then gave a ball to his partner.

A hot hemp ball, and a new day begins.

Simple and beautiful.

"Little brother, do you want hemp balls?"

The old man in front of the stall said hello, interrupting Wang Dazhu's attentive listening.

"Oh, no. ”

I couldn't hold back my concern for Xu Yi and them in my heart. Wang Da Hammer turned around, his body spread, and ran directly towards the Listening Snow Sword Sect.

"Cut, don't buy what kind of queue are you? Waste my time. The old man was just about to criticize Wang Da Hammer for a few words, but found that the young man had disappeared in a blink of an eye.

This vision suddenly startled him, and he muttered in a low voice: "My mother!

Hurried footsteps. This road King Sledgehammer is very familiar.

The day, here. He used to recruit craftsmen to repair the courtyard here side by side with Tang Caiwei, and on that day, here, he and Tang Caiwei had faced the old scavengers of the eight-star martial artists, and on that day, here, he used to be a young hero worshiped by everyone, not a wanted criminal who now needs to cover his face when he walks.

One step at a time. In the direction of the Listening Snow Sword Sect, Wang Dazhui walked very slowly and heavily.

When he entered the sect with Elder Muhe, it was also this road.

The same road, walked again. But it's a completely different state of mind.

It has been said that in a lifetime, no one can step into two of the same rivers repeatedly, because the water is changing, and so are the people.

He didn't know how it would end.

Can he save Xu Yi?

Will he be caught himself?

Can you get out of it all?

What happens if you get caught?

Will it die?

Or will it be used as bait to trap mink?

He didn't know.

But even though he doesn't know, he has to go!!

Xu Yi is his brother, not only Xu Yi, but also the people who listen to the Snow Sword Sect also have the same righteousness as him.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me. This kind of thing, Wang Da Hammer can't be regarded as if it hasn't happened, and he will never allow it to happen!

"I have to go, there's no way back. ”

Silently reciting word by word in his heart, Wang Dazhui's heart sank more and more, leaving Chuzhou City, and the moment he stepped into the mountain and forest path, the shadow cast by the branches on both sides of the narrow road made his eyes darken, as if his mood at the moment was confused and he couldn't see the way forward.

For three months, he has been in hiding and escaping.

Although this feeling of being suppressed and persecuted seems to be unharmed, it actually has a subtle impact.

This kind of long-term tension can cause subtle changes in people's mentality, impetuousness, suspicion, and even collapse.

Wang Dazhui also had a lot of martial arts people who came to see the excitement on his side, and one by one anxious passers-by passed by him, but none of them recognized him.

I didn't think there was a long mountain road in the past, but Wang Dazhui walked for a long time this time, and I don't know if he was tired of his feet or his heart.

Listening to the Snow Sword Sect's martial arts arena is still crowded, but the difference is that last time, the people here were cheering to listen to the Snow Sword Sect, and now, they are watching the footsteps of the first gate towards destruction.

Wang Dazhui stood on the outside, and there were not many people on the main stage of the martial arts arena at this time.

Li Yun, Mu Zha, Tang Ying and Xu Yi who was tied up by the five flowers.

"Bell!!"

I don't know if it was for sarcasm or what, Li Yun actually ordered someone to ring the big bell of the Snow Sword Sect again, and the bell rumbled and shocked people's hearts.

"Do you say, will the king come with a sledgehammer?"

"Nonsense, this Longtan Tiger's Den, you will come in exchange for you?"

"I don't dare come. ”

"You don't know if you can't come, so why is Wang Sledgehammer coming?"

The bell sounded in his ears, and Wang Dazhu's mind was in chaos, and the next moment, the conversation between the two in front of him quietly came into his ears.

Wang Dazhui trembled violently, and the man's last words echoed in his mind.

"What is Wang Dazhui doing?"

"What is Wang Dazhui doing?"

"What is Wang Sledgehammer doing?!"

"What is Wang Dazhui doing?"

Wang Dazhui muttered to himself in distraction, "What am I doing here?"

The mind is depressed to the extreme, like a miniature and closed prison, but when it is constantly compressed, compressed to the limit, its structure will finally shatter because it cannot bear its own density.

Kang Long has regrets, no Ji Tailai!

Suddenly, a sense of rebirth of another village suddenly appeared in Wang Dazhui's heart, making his whole body light, as if he had been seriously ill and finally recovered.

What is Wang Dazhui here for?

The answer is actually quite simple.

He should have known it as early as when he showed up to kill the team of Seven Star Pavilion.

As early as when he returned to Chuzhou City, he already knew it.

At this moment, he finally reached the ideal realm!

"Li Yun! Master is here!!"

With a loud roar, the hat used to cover his face on Wang Da's hammer head was suddenly torn into countless pieces by his momentum!!

The next moment, the eyes of the audience intertwined with various complex expressions converged on Wang Dazhu's body at the same time again! (To be continued......)

PS: Hoo...... Although I am sick, I still feel relieved after writing this chapter, and the feeling that has been suppressed for a long time still makes people feel comfortable. Well, I wish you all a happy reading.