The third mountain in the west of Yangshou Mountain, called War Horse Mountain, is the place where the children of the Feng family compete in martial arts, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are large and small rings and viewing buildings.

Early in the morning, War Horse Mountain changed its cold posture and became extraordinarily lively, making people a little breathless.

"His grandmother, I said pervert, why didn't your ancestor come with you?" Although Hou Tao had been squeezed to the point that his face was red and his neck was thick, and it was a little difficult to even breathe, his mouth that seemed to be rented was still idle.

"He ......"

As soon as Feng Wuchen opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Dugu Yang carelessly: "The old man must be afraid of meeting acquaintances!"

Feng Wuchen looked at this "lewd demon" who kept looking around with squinting eyes, and suddenly regretted that he didn't do it at the beginning, "I didn't call this guy who lowered his status if I knew it!"

"Brother Obscenity, can you wipe the corner of your mouth with your hand......"

Before Feng Wuchen's words could be finished, he was interrupted by Dugu Yang again, who shouted in an extremely exaggerated manner: "Look, is that girl a fairy in the sky?"

"Where, where?" Hou Tao looked around following Duguyang's gaze. Feng Wuchen also looked at it curiously, thinking that Dugu Yang, who is greedy for red and loves flowers all day long, is so surprised, then this woman must be outstanding!

Hou Tao and Feng Wuchen followed Duguyang's gaze and only saw a big fat man with a beard on his face, and looked around the fat man for a long time, not to mention the fairy, even a woman was not seen. Hou Tao said anxiously: "His grandmother's, where is it?"

"Why is it gone in the blink of an eye?" Dugu Yang looked puzzled.

"You damn liar!" Hou Tao was disappointed.

"Dead monkey, you are a liar!" Dugu Yang pointed to Mai Mang.

"Okay, don't make any noise!" Feng Wuchen said angrily, "Can't you learn from Little White Brother?"

"By the way, what about the guinea pig?" the three of them were noisy all the way, only to realize that there was no one in the team.

The three of them craned their necks and searched the crowd for a while, but they couldn't even find the shadow of the white book.

Hou Tao opened his mouth and said: "His grandmother's, forget it, I think it's the guinea pig who is embarrassed to squeeze forward, and he was squeezed down the mountain again!

The three of them walked up the hill noisily, and after another meal, several people finally squeezed to the top of the mountain, and arrived in front of the "Winning Tower".

Winning the red tile and white brick of the Ding Building, five floors high, seven rooms deep, nine rooms wide, a large plaque of green jade is hung high in the middle, the three big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing are carved on it, "the Ding Building", and there is no other decoration for the rest.

Among the many buildings in Xianma Mountain, the Wending Building is neither tall nor luxurious, and Feng Wuchen has seen many buildings that are more magnificent and magnificent than it, but when he stood near this building, he still unconsciously became nervous, his heart beat faster, and his throat tightened.

On the platform of the Wending Building, a small-eyed and big-mouthed young man snorted at a big cake face headed by him, and the big cake face understood and looked down.

The small-eyed young man said in a mosquito voice: "It's that hillbilly!"

The big cake face said with a disdainful face: "So arrogant, I still think he has three heads and six arms! It turns out that he looks like this! Everything is on me, I will let him know how many eyes the prince has in Ma!"

Feng Wuchen looked at the winning building, and finally lined up to enter the building, he was just about to raise his feet and step onto the platform, a cold blue sword suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and a poisonous snake pounced on him, he subconsciously quickly flashed to the side, if it wasn't for the fast action, it is estimated that the long sword has already stabbed a big hole in his body.

Feng Wuchen was shocked and suspicious, flipped his hands and summoned two jade rulers, and hurriedly looked at the owner of the long sword. I saw that this young man was about the same age as himself, he was fat and short, with a round big cake face, and some slightly bloated facial features were all crowded in the middle of the big cake.

Seeing that Feng Wuchen had avoided it, he was slightly disappointed in his heart, and when he saw that Feng Wuchen dared to take out his weapon, he had a little more disdain on his face, and said coldly: "You blind-eyed thing almost stained the master's sword, and before the master could speak, you took the lead in the murder!"

"You ......" Feng Wuchen was originally shocked, but this time he was robbed of white, and he was immediately furious, "Strong words!"

Hou Tao and Dugu Yang came back to their senses at this time, realizing that this big pie face was clearly deliberately finding fault, the two glanced at each other, walked to Feng Wuchen's side together, and drew their weapons.

"Yo, are you planning to make trouble here just because you don't have long eyes?"

Before the words fell, all the Feng family disciples on the platform rushed over quickly with their weapons. And the square where Feng Wuchen was and a few people was empty in a blink of an eye, and those spectators who had nothing to do with themselves had already dodged to the side, all of them stretched their necks and prepared to watch a good show.

After a while, the three of Feng Wuchen were surrounded by more than a dozen Feng family disciples.

Feng Wuchen frowned tightly, and secretly thought: "This damn big cake face either bullied me for being a living person, or it has something to do with those people yesterday, and deliberately found fault and humiliated me, it really deserves to be beaten!" Thinking of this, I can't wait to grab this big cake face immediately and beat me hard. It's just that when I thought of the fact that there were many people on the other side, and this was still people's territory, I couldn't help but wilt again. I thought: "Now, under the roof of people, it's better not to make a big fuss, it's the best policy to calm things down!"

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Wuchen reluctantly squeezed out a smile: "We didn't make trouble, it's all a misunderstanding......"

"If you want to live, give Lao Tzu some acquaintance, quickly put down your weapons and follow us obediently. Otherwise, hum ......" Flatbread Face rudely and savagely interrupted Feng Wuchen's words, his face full of sarcasm, ridicule and indifference, as if the god high up was deciding whether to crush the ant in his hand with a little force.

The other Feng family disciples also sneered on their faces, all of them gearing up, comparing swords and swords, naked threats, naked provocations, and naked contempt.

"You ......" Feng Wuchen's face turned red, he didn't expect to lower his posture and make compromises, but the other party was still so domineering, and he was suddenly angry. However, here, he didn't dare to go wild, and the bitterness and anger in his stomach could only be swallowed into his stomach.

Previously, he had always felt that his journey was extremely extraordinary, and every time he thought of his past achievements, he couldn't help but feel complacent. At this moment, he realized how small and ridiculous he was. This damn big pie face is not as tall as himself, but he bullied himself by relying on the strength of the crowd and background. But he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, let alone resist ruthlessly! Here, he had no doubt that as long as a few of his people did something out of the ordinary, they would definitely not be able to get out of this war horse mountain. He has to hesitate to die for nothing, how can he casually involve two innocent friends to accompany him to death!

Feng Wuchen was hesitating whether to lay down his weapons in humiliation according to what the big pie face said, or to fight to the end, but he heard Hou Tao whisper: "Pervert, don't hesitate, fight with them!"

Feng Wuchen's heart warmed, and he looked at Hou Tao gratefully, only to see that although the latter was also nervous, he squeezed out an ugly and stiff smile for himself. Looking at Dugu Yang again, he also nodded.

Now, Feng Wuchen has completely made up his mind. With a flip of both hands, he put the jade ruler into the storage bag, ready to accept the humiliation of the big pie face and the ridicule of others.

"Pervert ......"

Feng Wuchen interrupted Hou Tao with a wave of his hand, and said to the sneering face of the big cake with a dry throat: "I'll go with you!"

"Pervert!" Hou Tao shouted, Dugu Yang's brows furrowed, but Feng Wuchen waved his hand at them firmly.

The big cake snorted coldly: "Boy, who do you think you are? You said let them go, let them go?" Speaking of this, he paused, squinted, his face became even colder, and his gaze became a little sharper, "Today, none of you want to run!

"You ......" Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to say anything more to add fuel to the fire. Hou Tao and the three of them were also so angry that their faces were red and their necks were thick, and their fists were clenched with a crackling sound.

"What are you, go with the master honestly!" The arrogance of the big pie face was even stronger.

Pointing and laughing, everyone seemed so happy.

Feeling the undisguised ridicule and sarcasm around him, Feng Wuchen felt as if he had suddenly returned to a few years ago, and had become the little ant who was disliked, ridiculed, and bullied everywhere. No, it was even more pitiful, pathetic, and lamentable, than the little ant at that time, who had no friends at that time, and would not have been humiliated with his friends, but now, ......

He didn't know how to face his two best friends who were born and died together, and he didn't know how people would talk about him behind his back when he succumbed to the feet of the pie face......

"Pervert, let's go, let's see what kind of moth he can make!" Hou Tao expressed his attitude when Feng Wuchen felt that he was most lonely and helpless and didn't know how to speak, and Duguyang also gave him a warm and encouraging smile.

"You ......" Feng Wuchen's nose was sore, and he was so moved that he almost cried on the spot.

At the center of the harsh ridicule and insults, the three of them followed the big cake face and slowly walked down the noisy War Horse Mountain and walked towards the silent Yanfa Mountain.

Feng Wuchen couldn't understand how he had just to go to the Wending Building to draw a lot, and finally came to this point, not to mention that the lottery was not drawn, and he was humiliated and embarrassed, like a prisoner parade on the street. He felt so hateful, hated the vexatious and arrogant face of the pie, hated himself for worrying too much, and didn't have the courage to fight with the other party to the end.

Thinking about it, Feng Wuchen felt his chest suddenly churn for a while, and then it became more and more swollen, as if it was about to explode at any time. In the blink of an eye, he found that the world in front of him had turned red. Before he could figure out what was going on, he suddenly felt the index finger of his right hand burning like a red-hot piece of iron......