Chang Bao'er looked very embarrassed, there was a deep wound on his right shoulder, and blood kept coming out of the middle. But he did not dare to stop the bleeding because he did not have the time and did not have the energy.

He was leaning against an old pine tree, gasping for air. Clouds of white vapor continued to emerge from his mouth, but Chang Bao'er's eyes were staring closely at the person in front of him.

Chang Baoer knew that that person's name was Tan Laohei.

Chang Bao'er finally jumped into the Wuji Diagram, he didn't lie on the grass, he didn't fall into the mud, he fell into the tree. The sticking branches hooked his robe, but it also made him sway from side to side. He could have cut off the branches or cut the robes on his body, but the sword in his hand had already been lost in the land of the Poles, and he could only shake in the wind like a branch.

But soon someone came, and his face was dark, much darker than thunder. There are deep wrinkles on his forehead, but his small eyes are also bright. Coarse cloth clothes and tattered shoes make it easy to think that he is a loyal and honest man.

In fact, his every move reveals the kind of honesty that only a country man has.

His body is tall, but his movements are flexible. He easily jumped onto the thousand-year-old pine tree, and climbed up quickly on the trunk like an ape. The old pine trees were tall, even more than some of the low hills, but the man didn't even take such heights into his eyes. Lying on the treetop where Chang Bao'er was, he used the copper stick in his hand to pass through Chang Bao'er's robe along the branch. The strength of the brass rod gradually increased, and he wanted to hook the long gown, and he seemed to like the white long gown.

But he seemed to exert too much force, and the treetops actually began to droop and shake. Chang Bao'er also fell in mid-air.

Being in the air, the breath in her body was constantly mobilized, Chang Bao'er controlled her breathing, her hands and feet kept changing their postures, and she fell to the ground as agile as a swallow.

Look at the black-faced man in the tree, because the treetops drooped and he also swung down. But he grabbed the trunk of the tree nimbly and quickly, his body hanging in mid-air, his hands alternating back and forth, grasping the branch, and quickly holding the broad trunk, he finally slid down the trunk with ease.

Chang Bao'er shook at the black-faced man, "Thank you, brother." ”

The black-faced man's face was stunned, and he immediately reacted, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "It's just a gesture, what are you polite." If you run into someone else, you probably will be like my old black. My surname is Tan, and everyone calls me Tan Laohei. ”

There have been a lot of holes hanging on the back of the long shirt, Chang Bao'er smiled a little embarrassedly, and said, "Brother Tan's skills just now are not inferior to monkey apes and the like!"

"When I was a kid, I was so much faster than those red butts. The smiled awkwardly, his mouth full of white teeth. "You kid is very powerful, you can still live well if you fall from such a high place. It's okay if I want to climb a tree, but if I really jump, I won't fall half to death. ”

Looking at the with his honest and honest appearance, and then hearing his direct and rough words, although Chang Bao'er was not very adaptable, this did not affect his good impression of this righteous black-faced man.

"Little brother Chang Bao'er, no matter what, this time it was Brother Tan who saved the little brother from trouble. ”

"What do you say you are polite, you are still crepe, and the people on the rivers and lakes are not all one brother and two gangs. Besides, depending on your skills, it is estimated that as long as there is a gust of wind, you will be able to jump off with strength. A big black hand slapped Chang Bao'er on the back, Tan Laohei said with a smile: "I see that you also broke through in the land of extreme people, you grabbed a few manglines, let me see what's the place?"

Chang Bao'er's face sank, "Brother Tan, this is your mistake." As the saying goes, wealth is not leaked, how can it be easily displayed in front of people, and there is no one like you who takes the initiative to inquire. Walking the rivers and lakes, everyone is for a face, don't make others laugh. ”

Tan Laohei's lips arched, as if he was about to turn it out, he laughed and scratched his head with his hand, and said: "That's it, that's it, people live with a face, trees live with a skin, and I have to have a face." ”

"The child can be taught. Brother Tan still has some courtesy. ”

Looking at the stone gate standing in front of him, Tan Laohei said: "The road ahead is not easy to walk, can I walk with you?"

Chang Bao'er couldn't be happy, and arched her hand at Tan Laohei again, "Little brother really can't ask for it." ”

Along the way, Chang Bao'er slowly got acquainted with Elder Hei, he knew that Tan Laohei had been active in the countryside of southern Xinjiang, and this time he was able to come to the Wuji Secret Realm just to get a post. It's just that Tan Chest is too casual, and he always puts the big black hand on Chang Bao'er's back when he is happy.

"Maybe Brother Tan was such an unruly person. Chang Bao'er thought to herself.

There are a lot of treasures in the Wuji Diagram, and there are also a lot of various labyrinth passages. After entering the stone gate, the two quickly passed the rocks that were still dripping blood, and slowly came to the middle part.

There are a lot of broken stone walls there, some of which have collapsed mostly due to the damage caused by the chaos. Therefore, the two of them could only walk against the wall, and the stone wall was not long, only about ten steps.

Tan Laohei talked a lot along the way, and there were a lot of yellow jokes mixed with it, which made Chang Baoer very shy. After a long time, Chang Bao'er became even more determined in her heart: Brother Tan is such a free and honest person.

Shizun said that nowadays, most people in the rivers and lakes know people but do not know their hearts, and there are fewer and fewer people with true temperament.

Tan is clearly a bright and upright person!

"Well, you're in front, I won't rob you, but if you really find the baby, you'll get half of it. Tan Laohei said with a big grin.

Chang Bao'er was extremely useful, and thought in her heart: Even asking for things is so straightforward, Tan Fierce is really straightforward!

Chang Bao'er walked in front, Tan Laohei walked behind, there were many cracks in the stone walls on both sides, and stones fell from time to time. As if hearing a hint of movement, Chang Bao'er suddenly turned around, only to see that Tan Laohei seemed to have something shrunk into his sleeve. "Brother Tan, was you hit by a stone, your body is too big, it is normal to be hit, don't panic. ”

Tan Lao's black eyelids turned out, and he smiled awkwardly, what are these words!

Chang Bao'er, who was walking with her head down, suddenly tilted her shoulders and almost fell to the ground. A glimmer of light flashed in her eyes again, and Chang Bao'er didn't dare to delay, and ran at a speed in the narrow stone road. The wind was rolling in the back, as if something had smashed over.

"Brother Tan, you, why are you like this?" I saw Chang Bao'er covering his right shoulder with his hand and said to Tan Laohei, who was coming. The wound on the shoulder was not too large, but it was deep, as if the dagger had penetrated deep into the bone.

Tan Laohei said with a cruel smile, "Damn, I've had enough of you a long time ago." I went up to the tree to grab your clothes, and if you didn't give them, forget it, and left me in the tree by sliding down the tree. I want to see your post, but if you don't let me read it, forget it, and deliberately humiliate me. Along the way, I was kind enough to amuse you, but you said I was rude, grandma. Honestly hand over the post, I can still think about letting you live. ”

As he spoke, the sturdy copper rod had already smashed towards Chang Bao'er.

Chang Bao'er's right shoulder was injured, and he didn't have a sword, so he fell down on what he had learned, and had to flash to the side in embarrassment.

The stick wind didn't stop, Tan Laohei waved harder, "Grandma, looking at the way you fall up and down the tree, I thought you were cultivating well, so I didn't dare to start all the way, and my feelings were still a silver gun wax head." "The stick method is about sweeping, and the so-called sweeping a large area, so Tan Laohei's copper stick always comes sideways on the side, and Chang Baoer can only roll on the spot every time.

In the continuous rolling, Chang Bao'er's face slowly changed color, not because of Tan Laohei's copper rod, nor because of the pain of the shoulder injury, but because he was too aggrieved.

Although "Xiangxi backhand" is said to be a "hand", the key is still on a sword, without a sword, martial arts cultivation can only be greatly discounted.

"Stinky boy, just know to get out, look at your eyebrows, you are just a king. ”

was provoked by Tan Laohei, Chang Bao'er's bloodiness also came up, lowered his head and flashed, and then quickly stretched out his left hand and fell backwards, his left arm already clamping the copper rod.

Tan Laohei smiled slightly, his hands were forced, and the copper stick was gently picked, Chang Bao'er only felt that his body was flying into the distance like a kite with a broken string.

Lying on the rock, Chang Bao'er felt that the bones in her body were scattered, and she struggled to stand up, her body was extremely sore, and there was no movement. Her face was covered with blood on the rocks, and she felt wet, and Chang Baoer had an urge to gag, but she couldn't spit it out. The mouth opened, but a large fishy breath entered the throat.

"Don't inquire, are the southern Xinjiang really good at stubble?" Tan Lao Hei stood on another rock, "It's a pity that this skin is a good rabbit in Southern Xinjiang." ”

Walking forward step by step, Tan Laohei pointed at Chang Bao'er with a copper stick, "Die, die, the post is mine." ”

Hearing a crisp sound, a pool of blood clots spit out from the corner of Tan Laohei's mouth, but a short sword was inserted in his heart.

"Brother Luo, you're not dead. Chang Bao'er exclaimed in surprise, the blood on her face dripping down piece by piece, "Brother Luo, you are really my lucky star, I can always meet you every time." With you, I'm safe. After speaking, Chang Bao'er tilted her head and fainted on the rock.