The old crow suddenly remembered a person and said loudly: "He is the King of the Mixed Sea...... Jiaowang is not a fair person?"

The stutterer was overjoyed, and someone stuffed a sentence in his throat and hurriedly said, "Yes...... Be...... yes, he'...... He...... He is...... Jiao...... Jiao...... Jiao...... Jiao ......" to this "Jiao" word is stuck again.

The old crow didn't wait for him to finish struggling, and arched his hand to the Taoist at the top of the tree: "Is Your Excellency the famous head of the uneven road all over the world? ”

As he spoke, the rest of the people had already stopped fighting. The man smiled and said, "How dare you, how dare you!" The rivers and lakes have already been killed, so Mr. Wu is a little unbelievable, yes or no?"

Originally, when his feet left the branches, he would naturally fall to the ground very quickly, but the dust in his hand swayed, stirring up a strong wind, slapping to the ground, giving birth to a backlash, supporting his body and falling slowly.

The old crow blurted out: "'Relying on the wind with nothing', what a light work!" He cried out, and the unjust Taoist was already on the ground with both feet, smiled slightly, and said: "The conflict between the two sides is purely a misunderstanding. Why don't you look at the thin surface of the poor road and turn enemies into friends? First, ask Mr. Di Lie to take out the antidote, and cure the poison of each wound. ”

His tone was very kind, but he had a majesty of his own that was hard to resist. What's more, dozens of people who were supported were tossing and moaning underground, looking pained, and the two sides were friendly and hoped for early treatment.

The old crow put down the gentleman and said, "Fat man, look at the golden face of the uneven roadman, we have to sell it." ”

Mr. Lying on the ground didn't say a word, ran to Fang Qingluan, moved his hands in the ground, quickly dug a hole abnormally, and took out a swarthy thing, but it was a package.

He opened the cloth bag, took a piece of black iron, and turned to suck the fine needles from the wound of one of the people beside him. The black iron is a magnet, and the poison needle must be sucked out first, and then the antidote must be applied.

The unjust Taoist smiled: "Mr. Lying on the ground, put your heart in your heart, put others before yourself." Why don't you treat the boy in the green shirt first?"

Mr. Lying on the ground said "um" and muttered: "Anyway, if you want to be governed, whoever comes first will be the same." After all, he still followed the instructions of the unjust way, first cured Gongye Qian and Zongliang, and then cured the palm of the consistent soldier, and then went to heal his own friend.

The man was short and clumsy, and seemed to be very clumsy, but he was so agile that his ten fat fingers were like mallets, and they were more dexterous than the pointed fingers of a girl's embroidery needle.

After only one meal, Mr. Di Lie had already sucked out the cow hair needle from everyone's wounds and applied the antidote. Everyone is itching.

Some people have a rough temperament, and they scold and lie down to make such a vicious secret weapon die a miserable death in the future.

Mr. Lying on the ground was dull and wooden, and seemed to be confused, and people scolded him, but he listened to it as if he didn't realize it, and ignored it all.

The unjust Taoist smiled and said, "Mr. Wu, the thirty-six cave masters and the seventy-two island masters are gathering here, is it for the sake of the troubles in the mountains?"

The old crow's face changed, and then he calmed down and said, "I don't understand what the uneven road says." Our brothers are scattered in all directions, and it is rare to see each other, so everyone has made an appointment to gather here, and there is nothing else to do. I don't know why, the son of the green shirt Jufang actually found us, and he couldn't get along with everyone. ”

Fang Qingluan said: "Passing by here, I really don't know that all the masters are gathering here, and they are offended, thank you here." ”

He made a quartet and said: "The uneven road is difficult to solve in the first row, so that the disaster will not become bigger and bigger, and I am very grateful for it." There will be a period later, so don't leave it at that. ”

He knows that the characters of the 36 holes and the 72 islands are gathered here, there must be a major hidden situation, and it is not enough to be a foreign object, and the people of the uneven road mentioned "the person in the mountain", the old crow immediately diverted from the conversation, obviously taboo is very great, and he will not withdraw and retreat, but he is too unacquainted, but seems to be intending to spy on others**, at the moment he hugged his fist and arched his hand, turned around and left.

The old crow returned the salute and said, "Young Master Fang, the old crow is very honored to get acquainted with you today. The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, goodbye. The implication is that he does not want to stay here for long.

The unjust Taoist said: "Old crow, do you know who Gongzi Fang is?"

The old crow was stunned for a moment, and said: "'Golden Dart Man, Green Shirt Warrior'! Who doesn't know about the famous green shirt boy in the martial arts? When I saw it today, it really deserved its name. ”

The unjust man smiled: "That's it." Isn't it a pity that you miss such a big man? Usually I want to ask Fang Qingluan to help, it is really difficult, fortunately Fang Gongzi is here today, but you don't open your mouth to plead, isn't that entering Baoshan and returning empty-handed?"

The old crow said, "This ...... This ......" tone is quite hesitant.

The unjust Taoist laughed and said: "The chivalrous name of the boy in the green shirt is broadcast below, and you have endured the ...... of the old monster in the mountains in your life" As soon as the four words "old monster in the mountains" came out, the surrounding heroes couldn't help but let out an "oh".

These voices were all very excited, some were frightened, some were angry, some were confused, some were miserable, and some of them took a few steps back, their bodies trembled, and they were terribly afraid.

Fang Qingluan secretly wondered: "Who is the old monster in the mountains, who actually shocked them so much?" and thought: "The people I saw today, this unfair Taoist, the old crow, etc., are quite flirtatious, but I don't know their origin at all, that 'old monster in the mountain' is an even more remarkable character." ”

"It's huge, and what I've seen is very limited. The 'boy in green shirts' is famous all over the world, and it is really not easy to keep this title. Thinking of this, my heart was even more wary of fear and prudence.

Han Ning'er groaned: "The old monster in the mountains, what kind of sect is that, what kind of martial arts is it?"

Lu Qian didn't listen to Beirao's words, Han Ning'er's words, but he heard them all clearly, and when he got to the time, he remembered the experience in the Thousand Blades Peak, how the Water and Fire Gang was ordered to seize the Changchun Palace that day, how the "Bagua Pavilion" was renamed "Convenience Pavilion", and how the woman wearing a green cloak and a black crane embroidered on her chest asked someone to take her "white face" down the mountain, it was all out of the order of the "old monster in the mountain".

But he couldn't answer Han Ning'er's question, only: "It's so powerful, it's so powerful! It almost locked me up until I became an 'old white face', and I couldn't get out." ”

Han Ning'er knew that his words were wrong, so she smiled slightly and ignored them. I only heard the unfair Taoist continue: "Everyone has been bullied and poisoned by the old monsters in the mountains, and there is really no fun for the living. Who is unwilling to help you in resisting this time? Even incompetent people like Poor Dao are willing to draw their swords and participate in righteous deeds, how can the boy in the green shirt stand up for his generosity and chivalry?"

The old crow smiled bitterly: "The Taoist chief doesn't know where to get the information, it's all rumors. Granny Hao, her old man is a little stricter with us, and that is also for our good. We are grateful to Huaide, how can we use the word 'resistance'?"

The unjust Taoist laughed and said, "In this way, it is a lot of things to do." Young man in green shirts, let's go to the top of the mountain and talk to the old witch, and the friends of the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands are filial to her, and are discussing to give her old man a birthday. With a slight movement of his body, he had already leaned towards Fang Qingluan's side.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Old crow, you can't let this bull's nose go, it's not fun to leak secrets." ”

Someone shouted: "Even that Fang Qingluan's son was intercepted together." ”

A thick voice shouted: "If you don't do it, you won't stop it, let's get out today!"

I could only hear wiping, brushing, ping-pong, ping-pong, and the sound of blades was loud, and the weapons that everyone had put away were pulled out again.