Bai Xiaoyi, who was in a good mood, heard such a salty and indifferent ridicule, and immediately got up and scolded angrily:

"What do you mean? What am I going to do with these two ......?"

Halfway through his words, the rogue boy who turned his head swallowed the second half of the sentence stiffly.

I saw that standing behind them was a cold young man dressed as a standard ranger and carrying two long swords behind him. Judging by his age, he should not be much older than Bai Xiaoyi, but his eagle-like eyes and masculine and handsome appearance make this hairy boy from the market feel a little ashamed.

After being stunned for a long time, Bai Xiaoyi forced a calm question:

"You, you...... Who are you? How did I fool these two kids!"

The cold-faced swordsman didn't answer, he walked to the bench next to him and sat down, looked Bai Xiaoyi up and down, and then said in a cold tone:

"From here to Bao'en Temple, it's five miles back and forth, don't you think it's too much for you to let two dolls who are less than ten years old go so far to carry water? Since you want to help people, be generous. The man groped in his arms, handed a few pieces of silver to the little beggar and said, "Take it, find a doctor for your mother." ”

The older brother looked at the broken silver handed over and refused to take it, but the younger sister grabbed a piece of silver the size of a fingernail and exclaimed in surprise:

"Brother, it's silver, it's silver!"

It was as if the little girl who had seen the most precious treasure in the world held the broken silver in her small hand and handed it to her brother, but the thin young man grabbed the silver and put it back in the hand of the man with the sword.

"Thank you for your kindness. But the money you gave us was too much for us to afford. After that, he took his sister and walked to Bai Xiaoyi's side, and said in a firm tone: "This eldest brother, I will come to help you when you get up with Ming'er." ”

The scoundrel boy stretched out his hand and pulled the hook with the little beggar:

"Okay, we're done!"

He raised his head and raised his chin at the puzzled sword-bearer man. After settling the beggar brothers and sisters, Bai Xiaoyi pulled a bench and sat next to the cold-faced swordsman, and muttered a little sarcastically:

"You're a good person, aren't you?"

The man with the sword still looked at the two children walking towards the street, and asked in a cold voice:

"Why?"

Bai Xiaoyi didn't care about this man's unreasonable behavior, and muttered in a low voice as if he had come over:

"Why, you ask? It's simple, they're just kids. ”

"Kid?"

"Yes, kid. They are so small that they can't even protect themselves, how can they keep the few pieces of silver you gave out. A penny of silver can be exchanged for dozens of copper plates, which may not be a big deal for ordinary people, but for those of them who are poor, it is a sum of money that can kill them. Tell me, are you doing this to help them or hurt them?"

The man with the sword was thoughtful, then turned his head and carefully looked at the peer who seemed to be hanging next to him.

"What do you see? I also grew up like them, and those doorways in the market naturally know more than you, a hero who walks the rivers and lakes. ”

"But why do you want them to be helpers? If you really want to help them, can't you just give them one or two buns a day?"

Bai Xiaoyi looked at the man he met for the first time like an idiot:

If you want to survive in this world, you can't think about getting something for nothing. Now they have learned to rely on carrying water in exchange for a meal of food and clothing, so that they will not take detours that they should not take in the future. ”

The sword ranger thought for a moment, and suddenly clasped his fists and saluted:

"Arrogant wind, didn't ask for advice?"

Bai Xiaoyi was taken aback by the man's actions, and then he also put on an old look, hugged his fists and saluted back:

"Bai Xiaoyi. ”

Just as the two men were exchanging names, a rapid sound of horses' hooves mixed with a man's loud roar came from the direction of the treasure gate.

"Jin Yiwei !! fucking get out of the way of Lao Tzu!!"

The noisy scolding sound came from far and near, and there was a sudden burst of chickens and dogs jumping on the ancient royal street. When the people along the road heard that it was Jinyiwei who was doing the business, they were so frightened that they ran to both sides of the street.

Bai Xiaoyi and Ao Cangfeng were slightly stunned, and their eyes followed the direction from which the voice came. I saw a tall horse galloping over, and a middle-aged man in a black robe and brocade was sitting on it. The man's clothes were tattered and stained with large patches of blood, and a bulging package was firmly protected by him on his chest.

The two of them first stared at the brocade guard man who was riding a horse in a hurry, but in the next second, the two of them hurriedly got up and rushed in the direction of the street.

Because not far from the path of the horses, the beggar brother and sister were curled up in the middle of the road in horror, looking desperately at the horses that were getting closer and closer.

As a swordsman, Ao Cangfeng is naturally skilled, he rushed out first, but as soon as he took three or two steps, he seemed to think of something and stood in place. And Bai Xiaoyi pounced hesitantly. Seeing that the galloping war horse was only three or five feet away from the two children, the young man, who had no time to think, actually hugged the two children and protected them with his own body. Bai Xiaoyi's eyes closed, and his body tensed up to prepare for the fatal impact.

"It's over...... With the speed and momentum of that horse, I had to be knocked apart. I don't know if I can save the lives of my two children. His grandfather's, this is a big loss......"

This was the last thought on the boy's mind, but it didn't happen as he expected. At the moment when he closed his eyes and waited for death, an invisible fluctuation suddenly burst out in Bai Xiaoyi's body for some reason. It was as if a drop of water had fallen on the surface of the lake, rippling away in an instant. This fluctuation only spread for a dozen or so feet, and the surrounding people did not notice anything unusual in the slightest, but the animals on the street, especially the rushing war horses, were frightened by this strange fluctuation and neighed and raised their front hooves.

Duan Qianhu on horseback was almost lost by this sudden suddenness, he tightened the reins, and finally stabilized the frightened war horse, and then roared madly:

"I'm your mother! Who doesn't know whether to live or die dares to block the way of Jinyiwei!"

With that, the man picked up the embroidered spring knife in his hand and slashed at the three people who were hugging under him.

Kalakala!

A strange sound came from under Duan Qianhu's warhorse, and the blade that fell into the air stopped in midair. In the next second, the brick-paved ground suddenly exploded, and a thin figure in the smoke and stone chips spun out of the ground like a sharp spinning top.

There was a thud, and the figure actually tore the war horse and strangled it from Duan Qianhu's crotch. The experienced Jinyi Wei Qianhu had already taken precautions, and his body was able to avoid this fatal blow with a mistake in his body. But the package he was holding on his chest was cut off by the sharp claws in the hands of the man who came out.

The figure grabbed the package, stepped on Duan Qianhu's chest three times with both feet, turned over with the help of a harrier, and landed lightly on the ground not far away. The brocade-clothed man's chest was like a lightning strike, and he fell heavily on the bricks after throwing four or five feet backwards.

Duan Qianhu turned up a carp, regardless of the injuries on his body, his right foot slammed on the ground, like a predatory cheetah, and pounced on the gopher not far away.

"Demon man!

The thin man saw the Jinyi Qianhu slaughtering, and he didn't want to entangle at all, so he stepped on the ground and jumped out towards the wall next to him. How could Duan Qianhu, who was desperately protecting the tribute, let go of this demon who had snatched the treasure, he grabbed the gopher by the foot and neck, and screamed with his backhand, wanting to throw the thin man to the ground.

The gopher's body was vigorously pulled, drew a semicircle, and then slammed into the ground. On the line between life and death, he propped up the ground with both claws, spun his body sharply, and deftly broke free from Duan Qianhu's hands. But as soon as he landed, the brocade-clothed man's cold embroidered spring knife had already stabbed straight in front of him. The thin man hurriedly clamped the long knife with the steel claws of both hands, and his body retreated again and again under the influence of Duan Qianhu's momentum.

With a thudding sound, the gopher smashed four or five floor tiles one after another before his body barely settled. The two of them both refer to the cultivation of the nine products of the Xuan Realm, and they are in the right room of the ancient royal street, and they compete hard to build up their internal strength.

It all happened so suddenly, from the time the gopher jumped out of the ground to the two of them frozen in the middle of the road, it was actually only three or five breaths. Only at this time did the surrounding people realize the seriousness of the matter, looking at the torn horse corpses on the street, and the two martial arts masters who were really angry. More than a hundred men, women, and children screamed and scattered like birds and beasts.

But before those people could run far, something strange and unthinkable happened.

It was a sunny day, but suddenly a tidal mist poured out from the streets in all directions. The thick fog rolled in, and in a few moments it covered the entire ancient royal street. Under the influence of the fog, the scenery outside the Zhang Xu Kai was already unrecognizable.

And at the moment when this vision appeared, two figures suddenly rushed towards the two men in the middle of the street who were competing for internal strength from different directions. The two figures were extremely fast, and under the cover of the dense fog, they rushed to the side of the gopher and Duan Qianhu in the blink of an eye. Duan Qianhu, who had a premonition of danger, panicked and became angry, and was kicked out by a gopher who had a chance to take advantage of it. With the momentum of the recoil, the thin man jumped straight up.

The two figures who rushed to the scene seemed to be shocked at the same time, and then they invariably attacked the gopher in mid-air. In an instant, the three of them made four or five moves one after another. The package pinned to the gopher's waist suddenly tore a gap, and three wooden crates tumbled and fell out. Before the wooden box could hit the ground, the three quick-eyed people grabbed one of each and hurriedly flew out in different directions.

With a whoosh, one of the figures seemed to have been hit by some flying hidden weapon, and its figure staggered into the thick fog. The gopher, who was afraid of being plotted, jumped up and rushed towards the air without fog.

"The Demon Suffers !! Death"

A deep roar came from mid-air, and in the next second, the gopher's body, which had just emerged from the thick fog, was smashed back to the ground by a bright yellow figure. Someone descended from the sky, like a meteorite, and dealt a fatal blow to the gopher fleeing in a hurry.

The huge impact blew away the dense fog nearby, and a huge crater appeared on the originally smooth stone road. A middle-aged Taoist in a Ming yellow robe stood proudly, and the thin man named Gopher was trampled under his feet, and his flesh and blood had already become blurred, and he couldn't die anymore.

The yellow-robed Taoist glanced around with cold eyes, and shouted:

"Seal the city! Find out the thief who stole the tribute to the Taoist master!"

The deep roar was like the roar of a giant bell, and it spread all over the streets and alleys of Ying Tianfu in an instant.

But just when the people on this street were all shocked by the momentum of the yellow-robed Taoist, in the inconspicuous corner on the side of the road, Bai Xiaoyi, who was immortal, slipped into the crowd like a yellow croaker. He rushed towards the treasure gate in the south of the city, and as he ran, the young man prayed silently:

"Get out...... Be sure to get out of the city before the city guards lock it down...... Just get out...... The master will be able to soar!"

Bai Xiaoyi's eyes burned with a kind of fanatical joy, and he hugged his chest tightly, because there, he was kicking a delicate wooden box.

After a commotion, a large number of city guards surrounded the entire ancient royal street. The two figures came from the direction of Qin Tianjian in an instant, like a rainbow across the air, and landed steadily next to the big pit that was smashed out by the yellow-robed Taoist.

The leader was dressed in a plain feather coat with black edges on a white background, and a long red crown on his head, which adorned him from the crowd. This man is about thirty years old, with picturesque eyebrows, and a handsome face that will make women ashamed. He has a refined temperament, even if he stands there quietly, he is also rich and beautiful, and his charm is detached, giving people a sense of nobility and Tsinghua.

Behind him was an old man who described himself as withered. He was wearing a set of goose-yellow robes, embroidered with ink on a dragon wandering in the mountains and rivers, this person had a cold face and deep eyes, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

The two walked to the yellow-robed Taoist one after the other, and the latter hurriedly bowed and said:

"Fadi has seen the master, Qin sacrifice wine. ”

The old Taoist glanced at the corpse of the gopher, and reprimanded angrily:

"Second brother, tell Weishi what the hell is going on? How can anyone dare to make waves in the realm of Yingtianfu, when my name as Zhang Tianshi is fake!"

The yellow-robed Taoist told his master what had happened, and after hearing the reason, the man in the feather coat, who had been thinking about it in the back, said gently:

"So, someone hired a master from Yipintang to snatch the tribute?"

"Not necessarily. The yellow-robed Taoist hesitated and added: "In the thick fog just now, I vaguely saw that there were two more people who made a move to seize the treasure. But I only had time to subdue this demon called the gopher, but I let the two thieves escape. ”

"In that case, things will be complicated......"

The man in the feathered coat frowned, lost in thought.

"What's complicated?" Zhang Tianshi of the Contemporary Dragon and Tiger Mountain said sharply: "In my opinion, it was arranged by that blood old monster. Who knows who he has under him? This must have something to do with him, and we didn't even sense him around here?"

Looking at the old Taoist priest blowing his beard and glaring, the man in the feather coat chuckled:

"Fire Cloud Dao Chief, don't be impatient, in my opinion, this matter may not have been arranged by the Blood Demon Ancestor. After all, with my understanding of Yipintang, they would never dare to directly oppose my Ming Dynasty. What's more, the Blood Demon Ancestor was cautious and cautious, and he would not rashly violate the agreement and make a move in the realm of Ying Tianfu. ”

"Really, what's going on with this burst of fog?" Zhang Tianshi still insisted on his judgment, "A heaven and earth vision of this scale must be something that can only be done by a first-grade heaven and earth realm master." You and I are in Qin Heavenly Prison, and we sense that such a master of the Celestial Realm is in the city, who else would he be?"

Faced with the old Taoist's questioning, the man in the feather coat still had a warm face, and asked tepidly:

"If it's really the Blood Demon Ancestor's move, then do you think it will be such a small battle?"

"This ......"

When Zhang Tianshi heard this, he was speechless for a while. Yes, the Blood Demon Ancestor has a bad reputation, and he is the top figure in the top ten demon rankings, if he is ruthless and snatches things, I am afraid that there will be no living mouth on this ancient royal street that can be left. But if it's not him, who could it be?

The three of them stood in a daze, and suddenly, the man in the feather coat seemed to be muttering to himself:

"Could it be that the man did it?"

"That person?" the yellow-robed Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly opened his mouth as if he had come to realization.

"No way. Zhang Tianshi categorically denied, "With these three worthless things, do you think that person will take a fancy to it?"

Without thinking, the feather-robed man and the yellow-robed Taoist shook their heads together, and then the three of them fell into deep thought again.

"Master, what should I do next? Or do you want to close the city and find a way to find out those two thieves?"

The yellow-robed Taoist asked his master.

"I don't think so, with the skills of those two people, I'm afraid they have already run out of the city at this moment. The man in the feather coat spoke in a heavy tone, and sighed helplessly, "Alas, for the sake of today, let's still think about how to explain to the emperor." ”

A farce that shocked half of Yingtian City was covered up by people with such thunder and rain. But the cause of the incident is more complicated than they imagined. Next, let's turn back the clock and look at all this from a few different people.