"White Deacon!"

A beautiful woman stopped outside the market, shouted in surprise, and slowly approached in disbelief. He took out the dagger very vigilantly in his hand and squeezed it tightly.

Although she only has the strength to pass through the Xuan Upper Realm, she still walks slowly here, but she is relatively much more cautious.

"Satsuki. ”

The white-haired old man slowly turned away.

Although he heard his own people calling him, the white-haired old man did not grasp the feeling of hope at all. For he could clearly feel a bony and fiery hand on his shoulder.

"Deacon Bai, are they looking for you over there in the sect?" As she spoke, the woman who was called Xiaoyue looked at the person next to Deacon Bai, a young man with a yellow dog beside him.

Looking at it, it is an ordinary farm dog.

Even if you are just a body refining cultivator, you will not raise it, because there are many fierce beasts in the mountains and rivers, you can smash boulders with one palm, and there are also very well-domesticated monsters, as long as you conquer it with your strength, it will be willing to follow you.

In any case, she always felt that the plain-looking young man in front of her was eccentric. This is the intuition she has cultivated in the ten years since she took over Deqingfang, and she almost didn't miss it.

"The sect is looking for me?" Under the pressure behind him, the white-haired old man could only choose to ask knowingly.

"Since the white deacon is safe, then the humble position is relieved. The people above said that you were taken captive by the enemy in the street, so this area was blocked by the Iron Mountain Pavilion, and they were all looking for your traces. ”

That being said, the dagger in the hand can be confiscated.

"White Deacon, who is this?"

The maiden immediately turned her attention to the young man with the dog.

Deacon Bai responded, "After the deceased, I went to the restaurant to drink two more drinks after we met, but I didn't expect to cause trouble to the sect...... By the way, Xiaoyue, where is the person that Elder Tianchen brought you over last time?"

The sudden change of words made the beautiful woman stunned for a moment, and a different look flashed in her eyes.

It was also at this time that the beautiful woman naturally put away the dagger, and the orchid pinched her fingers, pouring out with tender and charming eyes. It's hard to imagine that she is a person who has just held a dagger.

Since the establishment of the Iron Mountain Pavilion, only Elder Tianchen has personally sent miscellaneous servants to Fang City, and the beautiful woman naturally thought about it at once, "Deacon Bai is looking for him late at night, is there anything wrong?"

"Take me to him. The white-haired old man breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the city.

"After Elder Tianchen sent it, the slave family didn't let him rest well. Sleep once a month, at this hour he should be unloading. So saying, the maid went to a warehouse in the market.

Wen Ping followed and got up, and a wisp of coldness gradually condensed on his face.

After experiencing the baptism of a thousand steps, he couldn't cover his anger at the Iron Mountain Pavilion.

It's been more than a year, and I have only been able to take a break once in half a month, and I basically treat my father as a cow and horse.

However, Wen Ping soon controlled his emotions again, because anger was useless at this time. And I'm about to see my father, and the revenge of Tieshan Pavilion can be avenged slowly!

I didn't go far, and under the moonstone, a convoy of beast carts full of goods came into view, stretching for nearly a hundred meters. However, when he got closer, Wen Ping realized that it was only the tail end.

The really long alley behind the Chamber of Commerce, the beast cart stretches for kilometers in the deep alley.

When the guard guarding the beast cart saw that the owner had arrived, he quickly straightened up, "Master, everything is normal...... Hmm, White Butler?"

Wasn't the White Deacon taken captive by the enemy?

Just an hour ago, a large number of Iron Mountain Pavilion disciples and people from the Law Enforcement Hall were still walking past them. In a very stern tone, tell them that if any news is reported immediately, as long as it is true, it will be a reward of 10 white crystals.

It's already been so exciting, why did Deacon Bai suddenly appear here like a nobody?

"Go down. When he saw Wen Ping slowly walking towards the entrance of the alley, the white-haired old man hurriedly waved his hand, and was about to stop Wen Ping's guards, "Xiaoyue, you can go too." ”

"Deacon Bai, if you shout something, the slave family is in the trading house. The woman nodded, but just as she was about to leave, her eyes couldn't help but glance at Wen Ping a few more times, as if she wanted to remember this strange man with a dog

Although the white deacon said that she was a descendant of the ancients, she always felt a little weird.

When I was outside the city just now, I can't tell you what it was like.

Now I think about it.

That's the attitude!

Deacon Bai is the deacon of the Divine Xuan Upper Realm of the Iron Mountain Pavilion, and his status is comparable to that of the sect master of the pseudo-four-star sect. Even if the other party's status is higher than that of the white deacon, after all, there is a distinction between the elder and the youngest, and this young man does not have the slightest respect for the white deacon who has lived for nearly 300 years.

"What are you looking at?" the white-haired old man's sudden words immediately interrupted the woman's thoughts.

The woman smiled and hurriedly retreated.

As soon as the maiden left, Wen Ping spoke, "Don't move here, don't play tricks, you'll die." ”

"Yes...... Is it ......" Deacon Bai hurriedly responded, feeling the bone hand on his shoulder suddenly force a little. When he wanted to say a few more words to ensure that he wouldn't play tricks, Wen Ping had already entered the deep alley.

The alley was so ethereal that no insects could be heard, only the thudding at the end of the alley.

It's like unloading.

One person is unloading more than a dozen people who have to be busy all day.

"Anyone?"

When the voice approached, Wen Ping shouted in a low voice, and his pace couldn't help but speed up.

Then, I heard a voice coming, with surprise and doubt in it.

"Huh?"

"That's right. Wen Ping was overjoyed, because the other party could recognize his voice, and immediately took three steps and two steps, and walked towards the warehouse. And just as he was about to reach the door, a person came out of the warehouse.

Under the dark night, the burly figure was still very obvious, and the sharp light emitted by his eyes through the moonlight made Wen Ping feel a sense of familiarity. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Wen Ping concluded that he should not be looking for the wrong person.

"Wen Ping?"

The middle-aged man's voice came as if he had gone through all the vicissitudes of life.

At the same time, the middle-aged man took a few steps forward, and the moonlight just happened to shine over the wall on his side face, allowing Wen Ping to see the vicissitudes of the middle-aged man's face and full of surprise.

"Uncle Yan?"

It's not a father!

It was his father's alien brother, and he had been in the Immortal Sect since Wen Ping was a child. In the Immortal Sect, he didn't have any position, he wasn't an elder or a deacon, he was just a guest secretary.

His parents met because of Uncle Yan, and from the initial contradiction to the slow emotion, so his father became a very good brother with him, so that he has been living in Yunlan Mountain homeless.

Wen Ping always thought he was killed.

Because one day when he returned to the sect, his parents were gone, and Uncle Yan was gone.

"Wen Ping, is it really you kid?" Similarly, there was also Yan Peng with a surprised expression.