Qilian Mountain, the wind passes in February, and the foothills are tender green.

A pair of broken straw sandals, stepping on the soft grass, there was a rustling sound.

The old man in ragged clothes, carrying an emerald green bamboo stick and a red lacquered gourd pinned to his waist, seemed to walk casually on the mountain path.

But he wasn't slow to walk.

In the blink of an eye, he had already thrown the two black-clothed men behind him dozens of feet away.

Worried that the people who followed him would not be able to keep up, the old man pretended to be tired, sat down under the tree, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a small pebble flew into the sky, and a small yellow finch fell to the ground.

Stretched out his dry hand and scratched the ground, his left hand, only four fingers, the little finger disappeared nowhere.

But even so, his old hand was like an iron hook, and in a short time, he grabbed some rotten grass blades and roots, and piled them into a pile.

He took out the fire fold from his waist and set fire to the dead grass.

Pinch the bird between the thumb and index finger, the real anger is everywhere, and with a bang, the feathers on the bird's body will fly away with the wind.

Roast birds.

At this time, two black-clothed people followed, and they followed all the way, without saying a word, just like that.

The old beggar turned his head, smiled, and said, "Do you want to eat some?"

The men in black did not speak, hugging their shoulders while each holding a sword.

"Hey, it's really boring to deal with people like you. The old beggar sat down and began to eat the bird's meat, "Well, it's delicious." It's really delicious. ”

The two men in black didn't know how delicious the bird was, but it could be seen that the old beggar ate so deliciously that one of them couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The old beggar spent a quarter of an hour slowly eating the little bird, and at last he dug a pit and buried the little bird's bones and water, and the old beggar wasted nothing.

The old beggar continued on his way.

The two men continued to follow.

The martial arts of these two people are not high, and they are estimated to be about two layers, but they have followed the old beggar for more than a thousand miles.

They look in their thirties, have a kind face, are polite, don't provoke the elderly, just follow.

In the face of such a person, the old beggar can't do it.

Hong XVII left Mount Emei and as soon as they came to the Longyou realm, they followed closely and asked them why they followed, but they did not speak. The old beggar even called it strange.

This old beggar is also childlike, and he actually competes with these two weirdos.

If you don't say it, I won't ask, but if you come with me, I'll let you go with me, but I want to see what you want to do.

There was a mountain in front of them, and when they came to the top of the mountain, they could already see the Jiuquan City in the distance, and then the two of them said at the same time: "Gang Master Hong, don't enter the city." ”

"Why?" asked Hong Seventeen, standing still.

The two did not speak.

Hong Seventeen was angry, thought about it, and suddenly came up with a bad idea.

Only two quarters of an hour ago, they had seen a gang of mountain bandits.

That group of mountain bandits looks quite regular, and they should belong to the Green Forest Road, not the Yeluzi Mountain Bandits.

In the face of this kind of mountain bandits, the old beggar generally didn't care, but what made him curious was that this group of mountain bandits seemed to have just fought with people and lost.

Seeing that they were all depressed, chattering, and there seemed to be a danger of being wiped out between their words.

The man who wants to destroy them is a gang of wild road bandits.

Wild road mountain bandits, robbery never pays attention to rules, and there is no bottom line for killing people and goods.

The two powers are harmful, and the mountain bandits on the green forest road are not bad. At the very least, they leave people alive, and they do some righteous things from time to time.

At that time, the old beggar was a little tempted, but after thinking about it, he gave up again.

Helping a group of mountain bandits fight another group of mountain bandits, this is not his duty.

But at this time, the old beggar said to himself: "Don't you two stinky boys like to go with me? ”

When I came to the Black Wind Village in Qilian Mountain, I saw Fang Tianhua standing at the gate of the village yelling at the minions, he was holding a mobilization meeting, vowing to fight to the death with a person named Zhang Bangdao.

Then the old beggar came, and he stood at the door without speaking.

Minions found out and told Fang Tianhua.

Fang Tianhua came out to take a look, and saw that although Hong Qiqi was in rags, his eyes were not good, so he spoke politely.

But Fang Tianhua talked to Hong Seventeen for a long time, and Hong Seventeen imitated the two behind him and didn't answer a word.

Fang Tianhua drove away all the little minions around him, and then talked to the old beggar alone. The old beggar still didn't speak, so he went to talk to the two men in black behind him, but still no one paid attention to him.

Fang Tianhua was so angry that he glared at him: "Hey, you always want food, can we stop selling Guanzi?" What the hell is the matter with you, put it on your face." If it's okay, we're going to fight here!"

Then the old beggar spoke: "Go, and we will follow you." ”

"What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, I won't give you a lot of trouble. ”

Fang Tianhua was stunned for a moment, and suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, thinking that this old beggar was not a madman, so he ignored him and took his brothers to another mountain.

On the way, Fang Tianhua shouted loudly as he walked, invigorating his momentum.

These minions also seem to be unambiguous, with the determination to die, and they walk majestically.

It's just that at the end of the line, followed by an old beggar, and two men in black, dumb, without saying a word.

No one knows what they're going to do.

But Fang Tianhua said to everyone: These are the three heroes he invited from the rivers and lakes. Helped.

The crowd cheered.

Long story short, the group came to Lone Wolf Mountain.

The two groups of mountain bandits met, and everyone was "acquaintances", and they didn't talk a word of nonsense, and they fought when they met.

Dozens of bandits, playing with their lives. The sword was shining, the flesh was flying, and the battle was quite tragic.

Seeing that there were many people on the opposite side, Fang Tianhua was outnumbered, and at this moment, the old beggar grabbed the necks of the two black-clothed people, and the two golden dragons in his arms were wrapped around the two black-clothed people.

The old beggar threw them into the crowd of enemies.

The two of them felt bad when they were in the air, and hurriedly drew their swords, and before they could land, they had already beheaded two people.

The enemy thought that these two people must be Fang Tianhua's helpers, and without saying a word, a group of people rushed over.

When Fang Tianhua saw it, his spirits were greatly lifted, "Brothers, let's win, give it to me!"

The two men were surrounded by a group of mountain bandits, chopping and stabbing, and the old beggar sat on a high place and watched their martial arts.

As a result, I watched it for a long time, but I didn't even see which sect it was.

These two people don't use sect martial arts, they just use some of the most common tricks on the rivers and lakes to fight the enemy, but even so, they still beat the opposite mountain bandits to the ground.

The two did not love to fight, fought for a while, rushed open, and ran back to the old beggar, holding his shoulders and his sword.

Zhang Bangdao, the leader of the enemy bandits, saw that these two people were a little strange, since they withdrew from the battle, there was no need to pursue them, and they would solve Fang Tianhua first.

So he led people to rush at Fang Tianhua again, and Fang Tianhua's group of people were forced into a corner, seeing that they were going to die.

The old beggar grabbed two more men in black and threw them into the crowd, and there was another big mess.

Fang Tianhua shouted again: "Brothers, we have won, give it to me!"

In this way, I tossed back and forth five times, but I didn't see where these two people came from.

In the end, the bandits on both sides fought without any energy.

The old beggar was also tired of seeing it.

Suddenly jumped into the air, with a wave of one arm, five golden red-pupiled dragons roared out from behind, and after an earth-shattering dragon roar, the five dragons seemed to turn over the river and the sea, and suddenly went up to the sky and into the ground, and like a wind and clouds, they killed all the bandits on the ground.

Fang Tianhua and his group were stunned for a long time, and it wasn't until his eyes fell on Zhang Bangdao that he slowly woke up—the heart of the bandit leader Zhang Bangdao collapsed, his eyes burst out, and he was already dead.

Suddenly turned around, fell to the ground, and shouted in a broken voice: "Old fairy!"

A group of minions knelt down one after another, shouting immortals.

At this time, two men in black came over and said to the old beggar, "You have only recovered your fifth-layer skills now, don't go to Jiuquan." As soon as the words fell, the two of them fell to the ground with the tip of their tongues.

The old beggar hurriedly stepped forward to check, and the two of them had died of exhaustion.