Immediately broke the Jiangbei willow, and the hoof tracks did not dry up and people approached. The evil eyes of the thousand-faced monster shone brightly, and the flowers on his palms turned over, closely watching every move outside the window. With a miserable "creak" from the broken wood, the door opened, and three people walked in from the outside.

The Thousand-Faced Monster glanced at the three of them with sharp eyes, and the tight strings gradually relaxed. The person who came was none other than Tian Ji, the deputy commander of the Jinyi Guard, and the other was Zhang Jianfeng, a traitor to the Tianshan Wuji Gate, and there was an old man with a bald head, a pointed chin, and a long silver beard beside him.

After Zhang Jianfeng saw the thousand-faced monster, he immediately greeted him with a smile, and the thousand-faced monster "hummed" and drank all the wine in the cup, and then he poured himself a drink like no one. His arrogance and rudeness aroused the displeasure of the old man, and he pointed at the old monster with a thousand faces: "You are so rude, you don't say hello when you see us coming." ”

The old monster with a thousand faces glared at him, squeezed out some spittle stars from a mouthful of jagged teeth, he pounded the heavy wine table, knocked it with a clang, and said to the old man: "You don't pee to show what you are, and you are also worthy of friends with this immortal." ”

When the old man heard this, he was angry, his feet were separated, he danced together, stepped on the wrong step, and raised his palm to slap the old monster with a thousand faces. The thousand-faced old monster seat does not leave the ground and does not move, so he makes a move of the woodcutter to carry firewood, and lightly avoids the palm wind that the old man blows in his face. Then he picked up the wine glass on the table with lightning speed, and splashed a full bottle of wine on the old man's dead tree's face.

When he boarded, the old man's face was dripping, and his embarrassment was like a chicken in soup.

After a short competition, the old man was known to be invincible, and he swept away the gloom on his face, and became clear and flattering. He nodded and said to the thousand-faced monster with a smile on his face: "Your Excellency's martial arts are amazing, which is really eye-opening to me. Zhang Jianfeng also echoed on the side, making a big deal about the thousand-faced monster.

At this time, Tian Ji twitched his lips slightly, and coldly popped out five words: "Sit down for me." Then he pulled over the stool and sat upright across from the Thousand-Faced Monster like a statue. Zhang Jianfeng and the old man were divided into left and right. Tian Ji closed his eyes and kept silent like a dead man, and he sat opposite the thousand-faced old monster like this, with half a cup of tea.

Then he continued to ask the Thousand-Faced Monster in lifeless language, what are you doing here? Although the Thousand-Faced Monster does things for Wei Zhongxian, he has his own independent style of acting, unlike Tian Ji and Tian Ergeng, who are at the mercy of Wei Zhongxian as Jinyi Guard. The relationship between him and Wei Zhongxian is purely one of mutual use, one contributing money and the other contributing.

The thousand-faced old monster was arrogant and arrogant, just like Tian Ji, he saw Tian Ji close his eyes tightly, and he despised himself quite lightly, so he yelled at Tian Ji: "The legs are long on me, the sky is all over the world, I can go wherever I like, can you control it?"

The nature of the country is easy to change, Tian Ji and Cunyi were injured in the fight, and the lessons of the previous car are vivid, but Tian Ji did not learn the lesson. He frowned, his face clouded. Zhang Jianfeng was happy to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, because he didn't say a word, and another important reason was that the antidote to the Soul Chasing Palm had not yet been obtained, and he wanted to continue to treat Tian Jixu with the snake.

The two stared, Tian Ji was in the palm of his hand, and his momentum was macroscopic, and he pushed his body forward with the power of his palm, and came to the table of the thousand-faced old monster in an instant. He flew with his palms in a circle, like a turbine drawing water, and his powerful true qi hit the chest of the thousand-faced monster.

The thousand-faced old monster is sinking into the eight wildernesses, the fist gathers the six together, the qi of Xiao Zhou Tian is full of energy into the dantian, seeing Tian Ji's palm, he also combines his palms into one between the two ribs, and makes a move to push the window to invite the moon, the two palms are opposite, the wind is whistling and thundering, and the gods and ghosts are frightened. The two cold qi did not let each other go, Tian Ji exerted his strength, and the thousand-faced old monster gathered his energy, only to hear another "click", Tian Ji's stool legs were broken at the waist, and the whole person almost fell on his heels.

The old man stuck out his tongue, stunned. Zhang Jianfeng saw that Tian Ji was ugly, and he snickered on his face. The winner was decided, and the thousand-faced old monster said to Tian Ji: "In the future, when you talk to this immortal, it's best to open your dog eyes and pretend to be a ghost in front of this immortal, you are still a freshly shelled chick - too tender"

Tian Ji was frustrated again, this time the thousand faces were arrogant and arrogant and asked him back, Zhang Jianfeng came out to play a round and told the thousand faces old monster that Lord Tian was injured, and this time he came to Wuji Gate to find the Wuji Divine Pill. Hearing this, the thousand-faced old monster grabbed Zhang Jianfeng's wrist and said to him viciously: "Stinky boy, if you know each other, hurry up and hand over the Wuji Divine Pill." ”

The fingers of the thousand-faced old monster with iron pincers exerted force, and the pain to the bones swam through Zhang Jianfeng's body,

Droplets of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead. Zhang Jianfeng endured the pain and told the thousand-faced old monster that it had been more than a year since he left Wuji Gate, how could he possibly carry such a precious healing medicine with him?

The thousand-faced old monster nodded, and then pushed Zhang Jianfeng to his feet, and he said to Zhang Jianfeng in an indisputable tone: "Hurry up and take me to the Wuji Gate, find the Wuji Divine Pill, and no one will rob me." With that, he glanced at Tian Ji again. Tian Ji glanced back at him expressionlessly.

After the four thieves stopped their discussions, the old man with thinning hair came to the kitchen, drank the beef that Uncle Song had cut, and filled a pot of good wine for them to eat on the way. After Uncle Song packed the food, the old man asked by the way: "Old man Song, haven't you seen my two sons these days, why haven't you returned to the village after going down the mountain for so long?"

Uncle Song pretended to be deaf and dumb, and asked vaguely: "What did you ask me just now, but I didn't hear a word." The old man slapped Uncle Song in the face, and roared menacingly: "Old man Song, you don't play in front of me, my son will buy some wine and food in your hut every time he goes down the mountain, don't tell me, they didn't come this time." ”

Uncle Song made up his mind that no matter how coerced the owner of Ge Zhuang, he would never confide in him. Seeing that Uncle Song was silent, the owner of Ge Zhuang had already become suspicious in his heart, and he rummaged through the kitchen, hoping to find some clues, but there were no clues.

However, at the foot of the wooden bench outside, the owner of Ge Zhuang found some subtle scratches, he pointed to the scratches and said to Uncle Song: "Old man Song, these marks are new marks at a glance, you tell me honestly, who did you come to your store last night?"

Uncle Song didn't say a word, and the owner of Ge Zhuang slapped him on the chest fiercely, and a mouthful of blood mixed with his front teeth spit out of Uncle Song's mouth. At this time, anger lingered in his heart, and the revenge of his wife and children was avenged, and he had no worries. Facing the extremely vicious owner Ge Zhuang, Uncle Song scolded sharply: "Master Ge Zhuang, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, your two evil sons have done a lot of evil, and they have gone to the underworld to apologize." ”

When the owner of Ge Zhuang heard this, he was filled with grief and indignation, he stretched out his hand to choke Uncle Song's neck, gritted his teeth and said: "The old immortal thing dares to scold me, quickly tell who killed my son." ”

Uncle Song was not afraid, and sneered at the owner of Ge Zhuang: "Heavenly reason, retribution is not happy." ”

The owner of Ge Zhuang had evil eyes and said to Uncle Song: "Go and die." "With a few words, strangle Uncle Song's neck bone. The four thieves then walked all the way to the Infinite Gate.

The huge Wuji Gate was silent, Zi Yan saw the dusty table and the cobwebbed window lattice, her heart was full of sadness, now the master did not know where, life and death were uncertain, her heart was very worried, and the love was deep, and a line of tears fell from her delicate cheeks.

She walked out slowly, but she didn't want to bump into Zhang Jianfeng head-on. There was no way to avoid it, and Zi Yan suddenly felt panicked. Zhang Jianfeng stepped forward, grabbed her Yuluo light cigarette shirt, and said with a happy face: "Senior sister, I found you, I think I'm so bitter." ”

Zi Yan struggled hard, her beautiful eyes were full of anger, she bit her lips tightly, and said angrily: "Zhang Jianfeng, you traitor who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, the master has already expelled you from the master's door, who is your junior sister." ”

Zhang Jianfeng laughed shamelessly, he wiped it with his hand on Zi Yan's beautiful face, and then walked towards her side step by step, he said to Zi Yan: "Senior sister, we are childhood sweethearts, Master is old and faint, ruthless and unjust, don't learn from him." Hey, hey, hey. ”

In Zi Yan's heart, Zhang Jianfeng is not only despicable and shameless, but also insidious and cunning, with a delicate face, it is difficult to hide the evil and vicious heart. The more she looked at Zhang Jianfeng, the more she felt that his face was hateful. Angry, Zi Yan secretly slapped him in the chest. This is the mastery of the old monster of the Tianshan Mountains,

Zhang Jianfeng was caught off guard, only feeling dizzy and limplegic.

Master Ge Zhuang saw it clearly on the side, he stepped on three steps, made a move to drive the tiger and the wolf, and pounced towards Zi Yan. Zhang Jianfeng was furious, kicked the mandarin duck around his legs, and kicked him to the head. Then he turned around, and said to Master Ge Zhuang in an angry tone: "You get out of the way for me, and if you dare to meddle in my affairs again, don't blame my three-foot Qingfeng Sword for being ruthless." ”

The icy aura of the Frost Snow Divine Palm filled Zhang Jianfeng's body, and he gradually felt his eyes blur. Eventually, he fainted because of his depression. Tian Ji shook his cloak into the wind,

It was like a dragon walking across the sea, hitting Zi Yan.

Zi Yan retreated again and again, Tian Ji stood on tiptoe, his body went straight forward, he made a move silverfish splitting waves, the wind in his palm, the thunder on his feet, and the killer on Zi Yan. Ziyan Lily is light and delicate like a willow, where is Tian Ji, the opponent of the thief. Between several moves, the defeat has been revealed, and the danger is everywhere. But at this moment, a snowball spun and flew sharply, hitting Tian Ji, and the thief took a few steps back.

With stupid eyes, look at the snowball in front of you.

Zi Yan cried with joy and said to Xueqiu: "Old monster, why are you here, help me kill this thief." The old monster of the Tianshan Mountains had his legs and his body rose into the air, and the purple lightning pierced through the clouds and kicked Tian Ji several times, and this thief fell to the ground and fell unconscious.