Chapter Eighty-Seven: Swaggering Through the Market
Qu Xiaotian naturally wouldn't go too fast with Xuantie on his back, and it didn't take long for a noisy sound of chasing behind him.
Looking back, it was a dozen or so dart masters from the Tianyou Dart Bureau who chased after him.
"Boy, leave that piece of black iron!"
As soon as he stopped, he was surrounded by everyone, and one of the dart masters said menacingly.
Qu Xiaotian frowned slightly, then shook his head and said, "This is not good, I still have this stone." ”
Everyone didn't bother to talk nonsense, so they pulled out their swords and rushed towards Qu Xiaotian.
Although he was a little wooden, Qu Xiaotian was not stupid, and when he saw that the other party was not good, he was no longer polite, and suddenly burst out of the mysterious qi around his body, and before everyone could get close, a powerful air flow rushed out of the dart masters.
There were still two or three people who were unwilling to admit defeat, and they wanted to snatch it when they got up, but they were easily cleaned up by Qu Xiaotian with a punch and a kick.
Everyone just built a foundation and cultivated, and they didn't have the slightest power to fight back in front of Qu Xiaotian
Since following Hua Jiu to learn art, Qu Xiaotian is the first time to do it with others and easily deal with everyone, Qu Xiaotian looked at his fist happily, he didn't expect that two years later, he would have such earth-shaking changes.
The gratitude in my heart for spending nine years couldn't help but deepen a little.
Recalling what happened to him and Lu Mingfei that day, Qu Xiaotian inevitably sighed again, if he could have had such a skill earlier, why should he be bullied in the first place, although I don't know where Lu Mingfei is now, but one day the brothers will get together, and with their own fists, they will not let the old things repeat themselves.
Gathering his thoughts, Qu Xiaotian picked up the boulder and continued on the road, his nature has always been free and easy, what to eat when he is hungry, even if he is hungry in the mountains, even the weeds in the mountains can satisfy his hunger, where to go at night, throw the stone to his side, and he can sleep by leaning on the stone.
Waking up from the mountains on this day, Qu Xiaotian was about to continue on the road, when he suddenly saw six more big characters on the white cloth that wrapped the boulder.
"This is purple gold Xuantie".
Qu Xiaotian couldn't help frowning, he obviously slept with a stone at night, and he didn't know who left a handwriting on the stone silently, since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't bother to think about it anymore, so he picked up the stone and continued on the road.
After walking for a few days in a row, Qu Xiaotian's news also spread in the rivers and lakes, it is said that this young man robbed the purple gold Xuantie of Bihu Villa, for fear that others would not know, and left handwriting behind him, so he carried a stone on his back and swaggered through the market.
In Bihu Villa, Ji Tiancheng looked at the few people in front of him with an iron face and said angrily: "You still say that you are a master of the Xuantong realm, now it's okay, it's just a wild boy who came out of nowhere!
After a burst of anger, Ji Tiancheng reined in his thoughts, and after thinking about it carefully, he also realized that this matter was really a bit bizarre, not necessarily as it appeared on the surface, so he asked in a deep voice: "Can you inquire about the origin of this kid?"
Several people were silent, and only one old man replied: "My subordinates are incompetent, and I really don't know where this person comes from, but I heard that this young man has a spiritual cultivation, and at his age, it is indeed a bit unbelievable." ”
Ji Tiancheng pondered for a long time, but he couldn't figure anything out, and said to everyone: "Anyway, this piece of dark iron must be recaptured, after all, this is about the face of Bihu Villa." ”
The old man nodded yes, and hurriedly said, "I'll arrange it." ”
"Wait a minute. ”
Ji Tiancheng stopped the old man and said: "Don't be in a hurry to do it first, since it involves the face of Bihu Villa, it is better to make the movement bigger, you go to the Eternal Night Tower, and offer a high reward for this piece of dark iron and that kid's head, in addition to the spirit stone, you can also add a four-grade pill to the reward, and see if this matter is over, who dares to hit me casually Bihu Villa's attention." ”
The matter of Zijin Xuantie originally set off a lot of waves, and Qu Xiaotian's swaggering move through the market made this matter even more attention-grabbing, and it became a topic of conversation among people in the rivers and lakes after tea and dinner for a while.
It wasn't until the reward of Bihu Mountain Villa came out that it pushed the matter to another peak, and the reward even exceeded the value of Zijin Xuantie itself, coupled with the allure of the four pins of pills, countless sects, forces, and scattered cultivators flocked to it.
Qu Xiaotian walked for more than ten days in a row, and the few taels of silver he brought with him had been spent, and he was thinking about how to eat in the future, and finally waited for people from all walks of life to chase and intercept him.
At the beginning, most of them were casual cultivators with low cultivation like the Tianyou Dart Bureau, and there was no threat at all, and they were easily sent away by Qu Xiaotian one by one, and by the way, they robbed the other party's silver taels as entanglement.
In the face of more and more cases of snatching "stones", Qu Xiaotian didn't care, but he didn't understand why people kept coming to snatch them.
After another two days, more and more people who stood in the way returned, so they gathered together and besieged them together.
Even if it's just the cultivation of opening the light and building the foundation, but too many people can also cause some trouble, Qu Xiaotian fought all the way, all the way, there were more and more people, and he gradually felt a lot of pressure.
On this day, Qu Xiaotian forced back the encirclement of dozens of people, ran out of dozens of miles with the "stone" on his back, and was about to rest, when he saw a carriage parked not far in front of him.
A woman seemed to push hard behind the carriage.
When I got closer, I saw that the ground was uneven, and the carriage was stuck in a small pit, and there was a woman in front of the carriage who was struggling to catch the cart, and the woman behind the carriage was also pushing the cart, exerting her strength, but the carriage did not move.
Seeing that the road was uneven, Qu Xiaotian naturally would not stand idly by, and came to the back of the carriage to help with the "stone" on his back.
Although the carriage was deeply trapped in the cracks, Qu Xiaotian was also very human, and with a strong force, he slowly pushed the carriage out.
The woman on the side showed surprise on her face and thanked her constantly, but she felt a dagger glowing with cold light in her sleeve.
The joy on the woman's face was not fake, but it was not because of the carriage, but because Qu Xiaotian had no defense.
The cold light in his hand flashed, and he stabbed towards Qu Xiaotian's waist, although Qu Xiaotian also immediately sensed the danger, but his hands were still on the horse, and the distance between them was too close, and it was already a little late to react.
At this moment, a stone suddenly flew out of nowhere, and before the woman could make a move, it hit her in the arm.
"Ahh
Although the stone was not big, the blow was accurate and ruthless, and the woman's arm suddenly felt a sharp pain, and her face turned pale.
Qu Xiaotian reacted at the same time, took a step out first, and then planned to make a move, but the other party was only two women, and their fists were clenched in the air but they couldn't bear to fall.
"Do you have an elm head? These two men were going to kill you just now!"
A crisp voice suddenly came from behind him, and a girl fell from the birch tree on the side, with a thin figure, picturesque eyebrows, and a hammer in her hand, it was Qi Xiaobai, the girl who struck iron in Nanfeng City.