"If you follow me, that's the danger, you should leave tomorrow morning... The masters of the Shura Hall are like clouds, and I can't protect you thoroughly..."

Still with his eyes closed, Shen Wuxian smiled indifferently and explained softly.

The four protectors of this Shura Hall are all in the realm of the top masters, and one of them is above himself, with his own strength, even if he is not defeated, he can retreat with his whole body, but if he is followed by a little beggar who does not know martial arts, it will be dangerous!

"I don't care, I'm determined by you!"

Hearing this, the little beggar turned over, looked at Shen Wuxian with his eyes, and replied stubbornly.

"You..."

frowned, seeing that the little beggar had such a stubborn temper, Shen Wuxian was speechless for a while.

"Alright, I'm going to rest, you can tell me a story..."

On the other side, seeing that Shen Wuxian retorted wordlessly, the little beggar smiled proudly, smiled, and said in a commanding tone.

"Storytelling?"

At this moment, Shen Wuxian opened his eyes, sat up from the ground, and looked at the little beggar with tears and laughter.

Did you hear it wrong, the little beggar let himself tell a story to lull him to sleep? Is he still a child?

"What's wrong? I used to be at home, and my mother and mother would tell me stories to put me to sleep..."

Blinking, seeing Shen Wuxian staring at him, the little beggar explained.

It's just that when the mother is mentioned, the little beggar's eyes are full of gloom.

"Little beggar, why are you wandering around? Where is your home? Where is your father?"

Sensing the gloom of the other party, Shen Wuxian lay down again and asked.

"I escaped... I'm a child that no one wants, and my mother was killed, but my father ignored me! He's not my father! I don't have a father!"

Hearing this, his eyes were empty, and the little beggar fell into the memory, and as he spoke, he burst into tears.

"Don't cry, remember, a manly husband can only shed blood, not tears! Don't worry, since you and I are destined, your mother was harmed, your father ignored it, and Brother Shen avenged you!"

Seeing the little beggar crying sadly, his heart was touched, and Shen Wuxian stretched out his big hand to wipe away the tears on his face.

Looking at Shen Wuxian with four eyes, the big hand touched his cheek warmly, the little beggar stopped crying, and his face turned red for a while.

"Brother Shen, thank you... Don't talk about it, I hate my father, I won't go back anyway!Brother Shen, I'm going to rest, you can tell me a story, okay..."

Looking a little panicked, the little beggar hurriedly turned around and said in a voice like a mosquito to Shen Wuxian.

"It's... I don't know how to tell stories..."

Hearing this, he withdrew his big hand, and Shen Wuxian smiled bitterly.

It's possible to let yourself fight and kill, but you really can't tell a story.

"Brother Shen, let me follow you... I ran away from home, penniless, only begging in the streets, being bullied by passers-by, and for so many days, you were the only one who was good to me... I beg you, don't drive me away..."

With his back to Shen Wuxian, the little beggar's body trembled slightly, and the sound of crying gradually came out.

"Well, just stay with me... Rest early, tomorrow we will go to Zhengzhou..."

Seeing that the little beggar was crying again, sympathizing with his plight in his heart, Shen Wuxian frowned, and finally sighed and agreed to let him follow him.

"Hey, hey... Brother Shen, you're so good! It's really not early, I'm sleepy, if you can't tell stories, then tell me about your experience in the rivers and lakes..."

On the other side, hearing that Shen Wuxian promised to let him stay, a trace of cunning flashed in the little beggar's eyes, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Fang Cai himself actually didn't cry, he was just pretending, in order to deceive Shen Wuxian into agreeing!

"Well, let me think... Half a year ago, a group of bandits appeared on the Langjiao Mountain outside Qinghai City, they robbed the house and did all kinds of evil, after learning about this, I rushed to the Langshan Mountain..."

It's just that the little beggar turned his back to Shen Wuxian, and Shen Wuxian didn't know that he had been deceived, and he was reluctant to give up on it, so he recounted his experience of wandering the rivers and lakes.

Holding the little white rabbit in his arms, he listened to Shen Wuxian tell his experience in his ears, and gradually, the little beggar closed his eyes, a smile hooked up on the corner of his mouth, and fell asleep.

...............

At the same time, outside the city of flowers, on the bank of a small river.

The surroundings were quite peaceful, and from time to time there were sounds of insects and frogs.

The moonlight spills on the surface of the river, the river is sparkling, and the scenery is pleasant.

"Bump!"

"Oops!

Suddenly, the silence of the night was shattered, and a loud bang rang out, followed by a scream!

I saw Xie Yifeng holding his fists, squatting under a big tree on the bank of the river, grinning in pain.

The loud sound just now was Xie Yifeng's punch on the trunk!

Then the fist was painful, and Xie Yifeng screamed!

"Hmph! I can't bear the slightest pain, like you, I don't know how many years Ma Yue can practice the fourth layer of the Golden Crow Divine Skill!"

Beside him, he stared at him in a hurry, and Impermanence looked at his newly recruited apprentice and reprimanded.

I thought that in the past few days, under his own teaching, he would improve by leaps and bounds, and his skills have increased greatly, but he never expected that he was pampered, he couldn't endure hardships, and his skills did not improve at all!

"Hey, stinky old man! When has the master ever suffered like this? You let the master hit the trunk of the tree with his fist ten thousand times a day! Look at it, the master's hand is swollen and broken!"

Hearing this, he stood up, Xie Yifeng gritted his teeth, stretched out his hands, and said angrily.

I saw that the hands that were originally thin and tender are now swollen and broken, and they are bright red!

"Nonsense! The Golden Crow Divine Skill of the Master can shatter the rock with one punch without internal force! This blow to the trunk of the tree is the method of initiation cultivation! The Master also cultivated like this back then!"

Blinded Xie Yifeng, Impermanence frowned, and explained with hatred that iron is not steel.

"Don't practice anymore! If you practice again, the master's hand will be wasted!"

Hearing Impermanence's explanation, Xie Yifeng shook his head and hurriedly refused.

I was secretly firm in my heart, even if the other party wanted to fight or kill, I would never practice any more Golden Crow magic skills!

"Hmph, good apprentice, now as a teacher, I want to teach you what I have learned all my life, and you are my only successor! You have to practice even if you don't practice!"

Staring at the old eyes, Impermanence frowned deeply and said majestically.

"The master said... If you don't practice, I won't practice if you kill me!"

Hearing this, he had already decided to let go of his heart, Xie Yifeng simply lay on the grass and replied as a scoundrel.

"You! You! angry to death as a teacher! angry to death as a teacher!"

Seeing this, I didn't expect this disciple to play a scoundrel, impermanence for a while, his hair was flying, and then he threw a punch angrily!

"Bump!"

Suddenly, the punch hit the trunk of the tree hard, and the big tree was torn apart, and the sawdust flew all over the place!

"Master, we have something to say, you don't have to do it! This little body can't withstand your punch!"

Beside him, although he decided to go out, seeing the big tree falling apart, Xie Yifeng was stunned and hurriedly smiled.

"Impermanence! We've finally found you!"

Suddenly, just as Xie Yifeng was laughing, there was an angry shout from the woods in the distance!

..............