"I'm here to see who is stealing Lao Tzu's chickens and ducks. Mo had already rushed to the roof and slowly landed on top of the pavilion, his feet on the broken tiles.

He pulled out a gray full moon scimitar, which he had been hiding behind him until now.

But when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, the whole person was stunned, because he didn't expect that this group of nursery rhyme thieves would actually form a group to steal food.

"What stealing? Qigong hurriedly threw the chicken butt in his hand from the roof of the building, and did not forget to wipe the oil off the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, are you going to bite the test?"

Luo Qingshui was also stunned, she still had duck bones in her mouth, so she couldn't stutter clearly, but this did not prevent her from talking nonsense seriously.

Yan Jinyu knew that she was wrong, holding the plate in both hands, like a child ready to be scolded.

Mo watched her open her eyes and talk nonsense like this, and the evil anger in her heart finally couldn't help it, and the full moon scimitar in her hand couldn't help but swing forward.

"Lang Mo!" Bayar and Saren had just jumped onto the roof when they saw Lang Mo making a move on someone, and they couldn't help but shout.

But it was too late, and the Full Moon Scimitar had already flown towards Luo Qingshui, whistling as it rotated.

"Be careful!" Yan Jinyu subconsciously dropped the plate, wanting to step forward to block the knife for Luo Qingshui.

But as soon as he arrived at Luo Qingshui's side, the fierce flying knife was already held in Luo Qingshui's hand, like a quiet lamb.

"You are also immortal cultivators!" Lang Mo couldn't help but exclaim, when he went to the eaves, he didn't see Luo Qingshui's strength, but now her Jindan strength was exposed in front of them.

To their surprise, Luo Qingshui easily grasped Lang Mo's knife.

You must know that although Lang Mo did not use all his strength, he is also a lower immortal, and he is not known how many ranks he is behind Luo Qingshui.

"When did your mace knife become so docile?" and Bayar was surprised.

Lang Mo's full moon scimitar was forged from the wolf's tooth on the grassland, and it was also a rare treasure. It is psychic, or more precisely, confessional, and when it is held by others, the wolf's fangs in its body will pour out, turning into a hedgehog that pierces the hand.

But Luo Qingshui actually held it in his hand like that.

"Xia Xian, Jin Xian!" Qi Gong looked at Lang Mo and Bayar, and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Lang Mo's face was not very good-looking, it was already embarrassing enough for his immortal power to be easily cracked by a golden pill, not to mention that she seemed to have tamed her wolf tooth knife.

"Hehe, my good apprentice, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to deal with, this matter will be handed over to you first, and when you get rid of them, come to the old temple in the west of the city to find me. Seeing Luo Qingshui catch the flying knife with his bare hands, Qigong shook the other party, the corners of his mouth grinned, and without waiting for Yan Jinyu to react, he turned over and fell, brushing the surrounding low houses and skimming towards the west.

"Okay, I understand the master!" Luo Qingshui hadn't found out that she had been sold, she spit out her bones and assured in the direction of Qigong's departure.

"Give me back!" Lang Mo suddenly burst out, and the wolf tooth knife came back to its senses, and it flew back from Luo Qingshui's palm with a buzz.

Lang Mo took it back to his waist, as if he didn't want to lose face anymore.

Although they don't know why, they are a little more jealous of the woman in front of them.

"Who are you, and why are you stealing our food?" Bayar let the old man go, not paying attention to him, not knowing if he was also suspected of respecting the old and loving the young.

"Me

, I didn't steal it!" Luo Qingshui blinked and continued to deny it, but she said it very calmly, she really didn't steal, it was all stolen by Qigong, she was only responsible for eating.

Yan Jinyu put the plate on the roof and walked up to the three of them to make a gesture.

"We are disciples of the Tianshan Sect, and we went down the mountain to investigate some things, but we lost our wallets, so we had no choice but to make this decision. Yan Jinyu didn't hide it, so she had to tell the truth.

"You are actually disciples of the Tianshan Sect?" Bayar looked incredulous.

"What's the matter, is the Tianshan Sect very powerful?" Saren was puzzled, and Lang Mo also shook his head, they had lived in the desert for a long time and did not know much about the immortal cultivation world of the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Let you usually only know how to compete and compete, and even the Tianshan faction doesn't know. East Shu Mountain, West Sword Sect, South Blue Sky, North Tian Mountain. This Tianshan faction is the leader of the immortal cultivation class of the Great Xia Dynasty, and is known as the head of the four major sects. "Bayard is talking about the Tao.

"Mu Yunfei, the first person in the world back then, was from this Tianshan faction, and Grandpa Hamid had the honor to see him before his death, saying that he was really like a god. Bayard looked very admiring.

"Is that the white-clothed swordsman who defeated our clan's Baturu with a single sword a hundred years ago?" Lang Mo naturally hadn't seen Mu Yunfei, but he had also heard of it.

He had also heard the name Tianshan Sect from Grandpa Hamid's mouth, but he was still too young at that time, so his memory was a little vague, so now he remembered it all.

Nabaturunai is a hero in the eyes of the desert people, and he is also the only person in the desert who has cultivated to the peak of Xuan Immortal. Back then, he vowed to challenge all the masters of the Great Xia Dynasty, but as soon as he entered the Central Plains, he was slashed by a white-clothed swordsman.

At that time, Mu Yunfei was only at the peak of Xuan Immortal.

Since then, the hero has become a bear, and Baturu has become a joke in the eyes of the deserters.

But Lang Mo is different, Baturu is a hero in his heart, and although he died depressed later, he is still a role model in his heart.

"That's right, it's a pity that he died later. Bayard sighed.

"Dead?" Lang Mo didn't even know about Mu Yunfei's death, he had indeed stayed on the grassland for too long.

"How did he die? It stands to reason that Taihe Immortal shouldn't be invincible in the world?" Although Saren is a woman, she is full of curiosity about the immortal cultivation world, and she naturally can't let go of these things.

"How can there be invincible people in this world? No matter how powerful people are, they will have weaknesses. Bayard smiled.

"I heard that he was killed by his disciples, and I heard that that person's name is Yu Ziqing, and he is also a sinner of the Tianshan Sect. As he spoke, he looked at Yan Jinyu, wanting to see how their expressions changed.

"This son is right, this Yu Ziqing is indeed a sinner of the Tianshan faction, but we are only new disciples of the Tianshan faction, so we don't have any deep hatred for him. Yan Jinyu replied truthfully.

Indeed, only the disciples of the Tianshan Sect who had experienced that bloody storm could understand the pain of losing their fellow disciples and brothers, and losing their masters.

"I haven't asked for their names yet. Bayard also gave up.

"My name is Yan Jinyu, and she is my sister Luo Qingshui. ”

"In Lower Bayar, the sword-bearer is named Lang Mo, and this woman is our sister Saren, and we are from the desert. Bayar said that he didn't seem to want to grudge with Yan Jinyu and them.

"Is it a desert?" Yan Jinyu silently thought in her heart, the desert is thousands of miles away from this day, it is on the grassland that is closer to the north than the Tianshan Mountains, why did they come here

Village?

"Who is your sister, who is your sister?" Saren suddenly scolded, "I'm about the same age as you, why call me sister." ”

"Hey, isn't that something I've been used to since I was a child?" Bayard smiled awkwardly.

But Lang Mo was obviously not happy.

"It doesn't matter if you are a disciple of the Tianshan Sect or not, it's not right to steal things. ”

"Hey, Lang Mo, since we're talking about this, we are all friends, and we don't know each other, so why don't you invite them to dinner together?" Bayard tried to admonish Lang Mo, who was angry on the side.

"I wonder if you two have the strength to go down with us for a drink?" Bayar ignored Lang's disagreement and sent an invitation to Yan Jinyu and them.

"Thank you Brother Ba for your kindness, it's just that we still have something to do today, and when he finishes our task in the future, he will definitely come back and have a drink with Brother Ba. Yan Jinyu hugged her fists and said goodbye.

"Yes, definitely!" said Bayar, smiling heartily.

"Let's go. He jumped from the hole in the roof with Saren in tow. Lang Mo also followed them silently.

"I know you're angry because Grandpa Hamid wanted to worship the Tianshan Sect back then but couldn't get in, but you also have to think about it, if Grandpa Hamid had entered the Tianshan Sect at that time, it would probably be that there would be no us now. Bayar looked at Lang Mo who had landed and said softly.

Their grandfather Hamid was also an immortal cultivator, and he wanted to participate in the selection of the Tianshan faction but failed, so he returned to the desert.

It just so happened that Lang Mo, Bayar and Saren were three good friends at that time, and they had a strong interest in cultivating immortals, and it was Grandpa Hamid who became their enlightenment teacher to start the road of cultivating immortals.

It's a pity that until the end, Grandpa Hamid failed to break through the Golden Immortal, and he died of old age at the age of one hundred and seventy-eight.

So when the Tianshan faction was mentioned just now, Lang Mo's mood was as cloudy as the moon.

But even after Bayard said so, Lang Mo still didn't answer for a long time, and he pushed open the kitchen door alone and walked out.

"Well, forget it, let's finish lunch early and see if we can find the wanted criminal!" Bayar said with a sigh to Saren beside him, and suddenly, he smelled a pungent smell of burning.

When he turned his head, he realized that the fat chef and his two men were still standing there.

"Sorry to break your ceiling. Bayard took a few taels of silver from his pocket and placed them beside the table.

"In this pot, it's burnt. Before leaving, he didn't forget to point to the black briquette-like dishes in the pot, and reached out and waved it in front of his nose.

"I don't know why the people of the desert came all the way to this Falling Dragon City. Looking at the backs of Bayar and their departure, Yan Jinyu muttered to herself.

"Brother Jinyu, let's go!" Luo Qingshui jumped up to his side and patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go, where are you going?" Yan Jinyu hadn't reacted yet.

"Of course, he's going to find the Seventh Master!Didn't he say that he had something to do and would wait for us at the ruined temple in the west of the city? Maybe he wanted to invite us to a big dinner!" Luo Qingshui fantasized.

Yan Jinyu's brain really couldn't keep up with such a strange train of thought, so she had to smile bitterly, I'm afraid that only people like Luo Qingshui would believe that the Seventh Duke really had something important to deal with, right?

But Yan Jinyu didn't pierce it, so she had to nod.

Anyway, they have no relatives in this Falling Dragon City, and these Seven Princes may really be able to take them to find Ling Yunfeng.