"Good dog thief!"

Wei Quji's face was so gloomy that he could almost drip water.

Almost right under his nose, the unknown enemy used the creatures of Xiaolin Town as sacrifices, and then consumed the undispersed souls that should have rested in the entire Fenglin City for generations, and condensed the ghost gate in one fell swoop. In the end, he calmly got out in front of him.

And he Wei went to the five-grade master, and tried his best to come, but he couldn't even eat a fart!

As the lord of the city, he was derelict in his duties. As a strong man, he was slapped in the face.

How could he have suffered such humiliation?

So......

"Rubbish!"

Wei Qujian slapped his backhand and slapped Wei Yan's whole person several meters away!

There were dozens of people present, but none of them dared to make a sound. Although almost every one of them is resentful.

Even Wei Yan himself just got up silently and didn't say a word.

He certainly has enough reason to justify, enough reason to be angry. Before the fog, he forged ahead. Facing the Nine Palace Array, he broke it first. Seeing the ghost gate closed, he was willing to take the risk and burn the only red letter on his body as soon as possible.

It can be said that he has done the best at this stage from any point of view, and it is beyond reproach.

But achievement is success, and failure is failure. The army does not talk about what is there and what is not.

Wei Quji gave him the permission to go to the Taoist Academy to organize people to investigate Xiaolin Town, but he failed to prevent the incident from happening, which was a dereliction of duty.

Wei Quji could even kill him on the spot.

But what's the point?

Wei Qu came violently and left angrily.

Some of the young people carried the wounded on their backs, some supported each other, and some carried the corpses on their backs. And so it dispersed.

These young disciples of the Taoist Academy have just experienced a hard battle with heavy casualties.

A very difficult battle that ultimately proved to be useless.

They didn't even know who their opponent was all the while, but they had accomplished their goal and walked away.

They are called – waste.

......

"What the fuck...... I'm not convinced. ”

Du Yehu lay on his back on the bed in the dormitory, lying upside down like an iron tower.

There are no serious injuries on his body, and the lost foundation has been made up by the Gu Yuan Dan sent by Zhao Rucheng, but he just needs a period of recuperation.

Gu Yuan Dan is indeed a precious thing, but there is nothing unacceptable. It just so happens that Du Yehu needs it, and it happens that Zhao Rucheng has it, so that's it. They are beings who can trust each other's lives, let alone others.

But the battle of Xiaolin Town, to be honest, was a blow to every Taoist disciple involved. For anyone who aspires to be extraordinary and wants to be powerful, being powerless is probably the worst thing that can happen.

Or maybe only Zhao Rucheng is an exception. He has already gone to the Sanfenxiang Building to "recuperate", and it is said that he wants to win the hearts of beauties in one fell swoop in the state of a warrior who is almost alive.

Du Yehu is not a person who can lie down, but he can only lie down at the moment. No one wants to drink and no one wants to indulge him. Thus rare, somewhat melancholy.

Ling He didn't speak, he closed his eyes and was cultivating.

As for Jiang Wang...... At the moment, he was eating, with Jiang An'an.

Cai Kee mutton shop, a century-old brand.

Two bowls of fragrant mutton soup, ten catties of neat white-cut mutton.

Jiang Anan grabbed a bun in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand...... Chopsticks grasp the lamb. The reason why the word grasp is used is because the posture in which she holds the chopsticks is indeed different—probably because no one has corrected it before—so that her fingers are round, and she grasps the chopsticks.

has lived with Jiang Wang for a long time, but he is not as introverted and shy as he was at the beginning.

She takes a left bite and a right bite. Eating and eating, from time to time he lowered his head and leaned in front of him, taking a sip of broth. The two pear vortices on the face are shallowly printed, and they are very satisfied.

Cai Ji mutton shop is not cheap, and Jiang Wang himself may not be willing to come here to eat.

In the mission of Xiaolin Town, although Wei Yan ate and hung up by himself, he still fulfilled the contract and won a reward of twenty Dao Xun for each of them, and of course there were some silver subsidies. For practitioners, this is the least important. But for Jiang An'an, it is very important to be able to eat delicious food.

"Do you like it?" Jiang Wang asked with a smile.

"Hmm...... Hmm!" nodded vigorously.

"In the future, we will ...... every month" Jiang Wang silently counted his savings, "No, you can come and eat once every ten years, okay?"

Jiang Anan continued to nod.

She spoke to her brother with or without a pair - most of them only nodded or shook their heads instead of answering, and her little hands were not idle, nodding her head while grabbing a piece of mutton, rolling it carefully in the dipping sauce, and then wrapping it in a mouthful.

"An An, how is your homework lately?" probably when chatting with children, all adults will finally implement the topic at this point, Jiang Wang feels that he is an adult, so he also speaks very naturally. Although he was only a seventeen-year-old boy.

Jiang An'an's action of eating meat paused for a moment, his small mouth was bulging, and it was easy to squeeze out a sentence, "It's okay." ”

Jiang Wang nodded with satisfaction.

He looked at his sister, and there was a slow, blissful peace in his heart. The hardships of those battles, the sadness of seeing the death and injury of the brothers and sisters, and the powerlessness that failed to prevent things from happening...... It seems to have faded away.

Some things are of course very sad, but in front of you, in front of you, how happy your life is.

It makes people want to keep it forever.

......

Walking in the land of the Wang clan, greeting the clansmen from time to time, Wang Changxiang was calm and peaceful, as usual. Even the most critical of the clansmen couldn't say a word about him.

The strength of the three clans surnamed Zhang, Fang, and Wang in Fenglin City is similar in all aspects, and it is difficult to distinguish one from the other, but because Zhang Linchuan is now ranked third on the Dao Xun list, the Zhang family is faintly beyond the rest. Wang Changxiang is seventh on the Dao Medal List, but he is not much behind.

It was only the Fang Clan, the genius of the last session died in a trial, and the best Fang Pengju of this session was killed, and now there is only one Fang Heling left, and he barely made it to the inner gate with the Kaimai Pill obtained with a lot of money. But in the hearts of the discerning people, the Fang clan had been thrown away by the other two.

Don't mention these things, Wang Changxiang has never wanted to get involved in mundane affairs. Although his wisdom is enough to see through the filthy greed behind those passions, he has always been calm.

The road, the more you go, the more you go.

He finally stopped in front of a small half-old courtyard, which was a remote corner of the Wang clan's land, and there were almost no people living nearby, and the owner of the courtyard was like a lonely bird living in a flock.

Wang Changxiang stretched out his hand to push the door, and the wooden door creaked and screeched, disturbing the tranquility of the courtyard.

Unlike the mottled and half-worn exterior walls, the yard is unexpectedly neat and sophisticated. On the left is a grapevine frame, raised high, and on the vine trellis is a deck chair that has been smoothed. There was no one on the deck chair, but there was a fat orange cat.

It was not surprised when people came, but only glanced at it weakly with sleepy eyes half-open.

"Little orange. Wang Changxiang said hello when he heard this.

The fat orange cat turned his head and squinted again, but he didn't give a damn about it.

Wang Changxiang was not annoyed, and continued to walk forward, with a large water tank in front of him, and lotus leaves floating in the water tank. You can still see bubbles from time to time, and you should have fish.

Then he stopped, because he smelled the smell of rice.

Almost at the same time, Xiao Tang, who was on the recliner, also quickly got up and looked back, and his movements were done in one go.

In front of the main entrance of the lobby, under the eaves, there is a low table. At this moment, a young man was walking out from behind the door, and the aroma came from the food plate he was holding in his hand.

His face is not handsome, let alone ugly, but inexplicably gives people a sense of "distant". Probably because of those plain eyes.

The distant-tempered young man half-squatted down and laid out the food on the low table one by one. It was two bowls of snow-white and plump rice, two plates of green vegetables, and two plates of softly stewed pig's trotters.

The man sat down on the threshold, pulled out his chopsticks, paused the table with the end of the chopsticks, and said, "Eat." ”

Wang Changxiang didn't move, because he knew it wasn't for him, although he really wanted to go over and eat the meal together.

With a whoosh, the orange cat scurried to the low table at a speed that did not fit its size, first lowered its head and sniffed in front of the plate of pig's trotters, and then seemed to be somewhat satisfied, and put its front paws on the low table, and began to eat.

Wang Changxiang opened his mouth: "Brother." ”

Probably only a few people remember. Wang Changxiang, the pride of the Wang family now, also has a brother.

In fact, he is the eldest son of the Wang family, and the most reasonable patriarchal heir in the patriarchy.

But on the contrary, he is also a waste person who wasted a precious Pulse Opening Pill and failed to manifest the Dao Vein. made the Wang family laugh with shame, and flatly lowered the other two surnames.

The shame of the Wang family, Wang Changji.