The moon stars are scarce.

In the woods, there are shadows and shadows, and night birds are frightened.

A group of people described it as walking through the woods in a state of embarrassment.

The group of people fell into a mess, each with red faces and thick necks, disheveled, and panting.

"Deputy Gang Leader Jiang, don't run away! as long as you give us the antidote, we will never embarrass you!" Elder Bai was out of breath, and said hoarsely at a dark shadow thirty feet away.

"Yes, Master Feng Wuchen, don't run away!" Liu Dawei followed closely behind Elder Bai, panting and sweating profusely.

"Deputy Gang Leader Jiang ......"

Behind Elder Bai and the two of them were more than twenty men with the same description, including the brave and very powerful before, but at this time, he couldn't raise much strength, he only felt like his heart was being scratched by a cat, and his whole body was hot.

The figure running wildly in front of it, needless to say, is wind-free.

Before, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and thought of the more than a dozen "Yin and Yang Hehuan Pills" he got from the two of the Hehuan Sect, so he calculated it and used his idle kung fu to secretly use a "New Green Breaking Ground" spell, and directly put five pills in the courtyard at the same time.

Red smoke enveloped the entire courtyard almost in the blink of an eye, making these unsuspecting people fall for it.

And these people who were recruited were obviously the first time to contact the Yin and Yang Hehuan Pill of the Hehuan Sect, otherwise why would they have chased Feng Wuchen so hard to get the antidote, and they would not have gone to the Qinglou to "detoxify" one by one.

Feng Wuchen was afraid that the people behind him would suddenly realize the truth of the matter, and continued to talk nonsense: "If you catch up, I will give you an antidote, otherwise, there will be no bones left in the bones that will be burned by the fire of Sanyang!"

He is waiting to see a good show now, but he doesn't want to leave the protagonist of the big drama behind.

"Grandpa Feng, just let us go!"

Hearing the words of the wind and dust, the people behind were about to cry!

Especially Liu Dawei, who was originally a good helper, had to wade into this troubled water. Thinking about it, he glared at Fengwei again, if he had any extra strength now, he would definitely strangle this kid without hesitation.

Going around and around, Feng Wuchen led a group of people to a compound in the south of the city.

The two strong men with big knives were already drowsy, and suddenly saw a group of unidentified black-clothed people rushing towards them, and they were startled and immediately lost their sleepiness: "Stop!

Feng Wuchen was shocked, and pointed to the person behind him in a panic: "Oh no, the people of the Black Tiger Gang have been killed!"

"How many of them are there?" the two big men looked stunned.

"A lot, a lot of ......" is not dusty enough.

"Let's go!"

In the large courtyard, all kinds of voices abruptly and made a mess.

After a while, two groups of disheveled people fought together, at first swords facing each other, fists and kicks, and then tearing and hugging together, the scene was unsightly.

......

In the northwest corner of White Star City, there is a small inn called "Shuxin Forest".

The "Shuxin" in the name of the inn is the owner boasting that his shop can make guests stay comfortably, and the "forest" in it refers to the small piece of purple bamboo forest in the courtyard of the inn.

I don't know if the other guests who live in this shop are comfortable, anyway, Feng Wuchen who lives here is very comfortable, even if he has been practicing cross-legged on the bed, but the smile on his face has never been broken.

After cultivating for a long time, he finally recovered the spiritual power in his body, and Feng Wuchen let out a sigh and opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he startled himself and almost fell straight out of bed.

There was one more person in his room, a man shrouded in a black cloak.

"Who are you?" Feng Wuchen's voice trembled a little.

Since this man can appear in front of him without a sound, wouldn't it be easy for him to kill himself!

"Why, you don't recognize me?" an old voice peeked through the cloak.

"Ancestor?" Feng Wuchen's mood was slightly complicated.

The person who came gently took off the canopy, it was an old man with a childish face and strong spirits, and this person was the ancestor of the wind and dust.

Old Ancestor smiled lightly: "You kid made a big fuss this time!"

"You know everything?" Feng Wuchen was secretly frightened.

"You're such an old man, I'm an old fool!"

"The juniors don't dare! the juniors are not sensible, they won't embarrass you, right?" Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth secretly.

"What am I embarrassed about?" Old Ancestor laughed heartily, "Those people have all died in the courtyard, and they have long since died without proof!"

"Didn't you see the old man Liu's face when he saw the scene, it was green and green, that scene was really unsightly, haha, it's the first time I've seen the old guy's expression in decades!"

He also said: "This old man was clamoring on the spot to find the people of the Hehuan Sect desperately, or I persuaded him!"

"Everyone is dead?" Feng Wuchen didn't think that such a coincidence would happen.

"Of course, I also found someone to wrap it up a little!"

"Where's the wind?"

"He's taking the blame for himself!Besides, in order to show his innocence, we really need someone to show up inside!" Old Ancestor shook his head slightly.

"However, if it weren't for Feng Wei, I would really have missed this big drama arranged by your kid!" Old Ancestor stared at Feng Wuchen with other meanings.

"You've always been there?" Feng Wuchen said with some surprise and some dissatisfaction.

"No, I arrived after you used the Yin-Yang Hehuan Pill!"

Feng Wuchen was noncommittal, and sighed secretly: "This time, our Feng family has taken advantage of it!"

"It's just a little cheap!" Old Ancestor laughed again, "Grabbed some small territory from the two of them!"

Seeing the ancestor's expression, Feng Wuchen lightly stuck out his tongue to express his insincere dissatisfaction with this old man.

"How is my mother?" asked Feng Wuchen a little nervously.

"Your mother is very good! I let her move back to me after you left!"

Feng Wuchen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, wandering outside, what he was most worried about was his mother, worried about what grievances she suffered in the Feng family.

"Thank you, Ancestor!" Thinking of his mother, Feng Wuchen's heart suddenly became sour, and his eyes were hot.

"If only you didn't hate me!" Old Ancestor sighed lightly.

Feng Wuchen didn't say anything, he really hated this old man before, he really couldn't accept this kind old man who loved him in every way, and when he lost his spiritual veins and spiritual power, he turned his face and threw him out like a dead dog.

However, seeing this old man standing in front of him with a kind face, the hatred in his heart unconsciously decreased a lot, as if it was gone!

Is this called a good scar and forget the pain?

"Wuchen, you know the old man, I have always had a wish, that is, to return to our 'Xianma Mountain' home, a few years ago, I even hoped to snatch back all the territory we lost from their hands!" said the old man indignantly.

Sighing again, the old man's spirit suddenly withered again: "Over the years, I really feel that I am indeed old, and I have lost that competitive heart, and now I look forward to burying this old bone in the ancestral grave when I die, and burying it with my parents......"

As he spoke, tears appeared in the old man's eyes, which obviously showed emotion.

Feng Wuchen silently handed over the handkerchief, the old man didn't answer but waved his hand, and continued: "However, seeing the performances of your uncle and uncles, I know that even being buried in the ancestral grave has become a luxury!"

The old man turned his head to look at Feng Wuchen again, and said with some excitement: "It was you who made me see hope, and when I saw your heaven-level spiritual vein, the fire that had been extinguished in my heart ignited again......"

"But, providence makes people! Seeing you lose your spiritual vein again and again and then replace it with another spiritual vein, can you imagine my feelings of suffering from gains and losses at that time? Do you know the pain and suffering I felt when I saw that you finally lost your spiritual vein?"

"Ancestor, I'm the one who let you down!" Feng Wuchen sighed.

"You didn't disappoint me, but shocked me a lot!" the old man stared at Feng Wuchen with bright eyes, "The deputy gang leader of the Hehuan Sect and Liu Ziwei of the Black Tiger Gang were both killed by you, right?"

"Presumably Yu'er has betrayed me, right?" Feng Wuchen replied.

"Do you think that little girl can hide it from me? However, the news you asked her to bring is indeed very useful, otherwise our power in White Star City would have been uprooted by the Hehuan Sect long ago!"

The old man said a little anxiously, "Tell the Ancestor what is going on with you now, why can't even I see the spiritual veins and spiritual power in your body?"

When he saw Lao Zu again, he suddenly felt that he was even stronger, and he was a little eager to prove himself.

At this time, when he saw the ancestor asking, he did not hesitate to inform the ancestor of his situation.

"Okay, good, good ......" The old man laughed from ear to ear, "Sure enough, it's the old man, I didn't know it!

After speaking, the old man suddenly frowned again: "It's just that if you can't see the spiritual vein, then if you want to enter the 'Bixian Courtyard', there will be a problem......