Looking at the past, Ao Cangfeng suddenly saw the dazzling brocade clothes and fresh blood stains of the man on the horse. His heart suddenly chuckled, could it be that the tribute had been taken first, but when he saw the package on the man's chest on the horse, his whole heart suddenly beat wildly with excitement. The tribute is still there, and it's just around the corner.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Ao Cangfeng once again used his divine sense to probe. The two people on the third floor of the Linjiang Building didn't seem to have moved, and it seemed that they didn't come for the tribute. And the master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, who assisted in escorting the tribute mentioned in the original information, did not seem to appear nearby. Then it is impossible for the Jinyi Wei Qianhu who refers to the nine products of the Xuan Realm to be worthy of himself who refers to the five products of the Xuan Realm.

Seeing that a great opportunity was in front of him, the young man with the sword got up and planned to rush out and forcibly seize the treasure. But at the same time, he also saw the pair of beggar brothers and sisters in front of the fast horse who were paralyzed to the ground with fright. This sudden change made Ao Cangfeng struggle, whether to snatch the tribute, or to save the pair of brothers and sisters?

He was born in the Tibetan Sword Villa, and he has had a dream of the rivers and lakes since he was a child, and he is full of chivalry. His first reaction was to save people, but in doing so, he would miss the perfect opportunity to capture the treasure. This is Ying Tianfu, once he makes a move, his whereabouts will be exposed, if he can't leave the scene at the first time, I'm afraid all the previous deployments will come to naught. On the one hand, it is the chivalry that he adheres to in his heart, and on the other hand, it is the task entrusted by the master, and the two are not equal, and it is difficult to choose for a while.

But in the moment of his melancholy, the storyteller next to him, who he didn't take seriously, rushed out, and the not majestic body actually protected them with his own body before the war horse stepped on his brother and sister. This move made the somewhat proud sword-bearing boy flash a trace of guilt in his heart. He is a chivalrous warrior who is still from a famous family, and he is not as chivalrous as a young man in the market at a critical juncture. This made him very uncomfortable, but then, the change in the center of the field made Ao Cangfeng stop his movements again.

I saw a thin figure burst out of the ground, desperately fighting for the tribute that the brocade guard protected on his chest. A series of accidents completely broke the boy's pre-arranged plan. Ao Cangfeng, who was afraid of any more trouble, was a little panicked for a while, so he had to hide his figure among the onlookers, calmly look for an opportunity, strive for a successful blow, and then quickly leave this place of right and wrong.

Next, on the street in front of him, the thin man and the brocade-clothed Wei Qianhu who escorted the tribute fought as if no one was around. Both of them refer to the cultivation of the Xuan Realm, and this life-and-death battle passed five or six times in the blink of an eye. Seeing that the stalemate of the two began to compete for internal strength, the arrogant wind who couldn't bear it was going to rush out to grab the treasure. He didn't want to wait any longer, the movement was so loud, and if it was too late, I was afraid that a few worshippers in the Qin Heavenly Prison would notice something unusual. When the time comes, don't say that he is arrogant, even if his master Wangui comes to hide, he can't eat and walk around. But when he made up his mind and was about to run out, the mutation happened again.

In the nearby streets and alleys, large clouds of mist poured out without warning. The mist came so strangely, the thick fog that seemed like a living thing came rushing in, and in a moment it made the streets disappear. This sudden vision made the young man stunned for a moment again, the successive emergencies had made Ao Cangfeng a little numb, he didn't know if he didn't go out today and didn't look at the yellow calendar, how could there be so many accidents in the originally planned robbery. The fog in front of him was clearly the handiwork of a master of the Celestial Realm, but who was it? and for what?

The young man who has been a little messed up will have his heart horizontal, just that, no matter what kind of sacredness it is from it, he will fight to the death and snatch it down. As the saying goes, the opportunity must not be lost, and if the sword pill that is close at hand cannot be snatched down, then his sword practice for so many years will be considered to be in vain. Thinking through the obstacles, the sword-bearer boy immediately captured the location of the tribute with the help of his divine sense. This time, without saying a word, he flew out, like an off-string arrow, shooting at the thin man who had just snatched the package from the hands of Jinyi Wei Qianhu.

In an instant, the young man rushed to the front of the package, but suddenly a white female figure appeared from the oblique thorn, and the hands of the two people reached out to the package in unison. At the same time, after a burst of surprise, the arrogant wind, the thin man and the woman in white who suddenly made a move exchanged hands so indiscriminately.

Maybe it was because things came too suddenly, and the three people who were caught off guard were in a mess. One punch and one kick are completely indiscriminate, and there is no familiar routine at all. Coupled with the barrier of fog, after three or five moves, several people actually made a draw. For some reason, the package around the thin man's waist suddenly broke a big gap, and several wooden boxes fell out one after another. In the flash of light, the three of them each grabbed a wooden box, and rushed out in a panic in different directions.

The arrogant wind who was in chaos didn't have time to think about it, so he took off a sword-shaped wooden hairpin pinned to his head, and hit it out indiscriminately in the direction where the woman in white fled. Driven by the cultivation of the five grades of his Xuanjing Realm, this seemingly inconspicuous wooden hairpin shot out like a meteor. Vaguely, he felt that he had hit the target, but it did not slow down the woman's escape, and it was unlikely that he would take the opportunity to capture another wooden box.

The moment he got his hands on the wooden box he had just snatched, Ao Cangfeng sensed that something was wrong. Something seemed to be squirming in the palm-sized wooden box, and the boy who noticed the strange appearance immediately knew that he had taken the wrong thing. The wooden box containing the sword pill must have been in the hands of the other two, but he never had a chance to turn back and continue to snatch it, because he sensed a terrible coercion coming in the air, and the only thing he could do at this moment was to get out of this chaotic vortex as soon as possible.

With the help of the cover of the mist, the sword-bearing boy rushed out of the city for more than three miles, and then turned back to Yingtianfu City, hiding under the Huaiqing Bridge. According to his experience, he caused such a big mess that his pursuers must have thought that he had already run out of the city, but they would never have imagined that the thieves who had taken the tribute would dare to turn back into the city.

After calming down the somewhat disordered internal breath, Ao Cangfeng looked at the wooden box in his hand depressedly. This box made of rosewood is very delicate, although it is not inlaid with gold and jade, but the delicate patterns and delicate pulp on it show the nobility of this wooden box.

I felt it again in my hand, and it seemed that there was indeed a living thing wriggling in the wooden box. For a while, the young man who was a little dazed looked at the box in his hand blankly, and thought:

"It's weird, why is there still a living creature in here? Could it be that it's the white snake in the secret report that is about to turn into a dragon?"

Thinking of this, Ao Cangfeng couldn't help but pout, he didn't believe in the legends of those spirits. The so-called white snakes are just mutated beasts. The young man was so angry in his heart that he desperately grabbed a wooden box, but it turned out that it was not the sword pill he wanted the most, even if it was a ginseng fruit, it was much more useful than such a useless white snake.

The young man with the sword who was holding back his anger carefully checked the wooden box in his hand, and he wanted to see how amazing the white snake inside was. After turning it over and looking at it for a long time, he found that there was no external key on the wooden box, and it must have been a craftsman who made an exquisite mechanism out of the structure of the tenon. This was not a difficult task for the thoughtful Ao Cangfeng, who calmed down and drummed up a stick of incense, and with a crisp click, a crack appeared in the lid of the wooden box.

But before the boy could come to his senses, the lid of the wooden box suddenly opened automatically, and a white thing shot straight at the door of the proud wind like a crossbow arrow. It came down so suddenly that the boy who was too close to the wooden box didn't have time to react, and just as he waited with wide eyes for the thing to shoot into his eyebrows, something strange happened.

For some reason, the thing that shot out of the wooden box suddenly stopped in mid-air. When Ao Cangfeng finally came back to his senses and focused his gaze on something that was only an inch away from his eyebrows, the young man suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

It was a snake, a small snake that was only the length of a palm. But the snake was born extremely strange, the pure white snake had a layer of faintly glowing scales on its body, two transparent tentacles extending from the scales stood upright above the snake's head, and a pair of crystal clear eyes like rubies were staring at the young man with a cold air.

Looking at the cold fangs in the little snake's mouth, Ao Cangfeng was really afraid. Although he didn't know what kind of snake it was, judging by its strange appearance, needless to say, once he was bitten by it, it was definitely certain to die.

Just as the young man was glad that he was not dying, a majestic and somewhat cold voice sounded faintly on the river beside him.

"Mao'er hasn't grown up yet, so he learns from others to come out and steal things, and he doesn't know what he can do. ”

The sudden human voice startled Ao Cangfeng, could it be that the old monster of Qin Tianjian had found him? He turned his head sharply in the direction where the voice came from, but saw a grim man in white clothes and white hair.

Yes, it was the man he saw on the third floor of the Linjiang Building. And at this moment, this monster who he couldn't see through his cultivation at all was floating on the surface of the river with his hands behind his back and a playful face. That's right, it's floating, and the feet in white shoes are floating in the air more than three feet above the surface of the water without any support.

The young man, who had never seen such a scene, was stunned, and he stared blankly at this white-haired man who looked like a demon, unable to say a word.

The man looked at him coldly for a long time, and said without saltiness:

"The most dangerous place is the safest place, yes, a smart person. It's just that the experience of the rivers and lakes is too shallow, and I don't know what is inside before opening the box. ”

The white-haired man waved his hand lightly, and the white snake suspended in front of Ao Cangfeng was actually sucked by him in the air, and then, like a good baby, it formed a ball and lay on the man's palm.

"You ......"

The boy wanted to speak, but he was shocked to find that his whole body was imprisoned by some kind of power at some point. He looked at the white-haired man in horror, this was definitely a master, and he was still the kind of master who was terrifyingly high. He can refer to the cultivation of the five grades of the Xuan Realm, a person can imprison him without him noticing, then this person's cultivation is definitely above the three grades of the Heavenly Phenomena Realm.

The white-haired man motioned for him not to make a sound, and while playing with the white snake in his hand, he said coldly:

"Originally, you injured my little fox, and I, as an elder, should teach you a lesson. However, in the final analysis, this matter is also considered to be her poor learning, and she is to blame, so it will not be difficult for you to do so. The man raised his eyes and looked at the stunned young man, and said with a little teasing: "The things you want have been taken out of the city, and I advise you to leave early." Don't think that you can save your life with a little cleverness, if those old immortals in Qin Tianjian start to threaten, crushing you to death is no different from crushing a bed bug. ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand lightly, and the prohibition on the young man's body disappeared instantly.

"I'll take this with me, anyway, staying here will sooner or later become a scourge, it's better to take it back and keep it as a pet." ”

"Senior ......"

Ao Cangfeng, who had lifted the ban, just wanted to say something, but saw the white-haired man look at him coldly.

"You don't care who I am, it's better to pretend you've never seen me, it's better for you and me. ”

As he spoke, he was like a ghost with an afterimage, and in a flash, it was ten feet away, and then he disappeared after three or five turns.

"Ghost ...... Ghost Step...... Don't...... He's ......"

The arrogant wind slumped to the ground like a dream, staring blankly in the direction where the man had disappeared.