Holding his head in his hands and lowering his body, his legs kicked the ground hard, Yang Wei unexpectedly bumped forward.

Caught off guard, Hong Xing, who was holding a brick, did not react, and was actually hit by this happy gangster, his chest and abdomen were hit hard, his eyes were black, and his internal organs felt tense.

"Hum", the adopted son of the fishing tyrant in Chengbei Grass City, was knocked to the ground by Yang Wei and lost his figure, a fart lying on the ground, the tail keel stinged like a needle, and tears were about to flow down, but Hong Xing had always been hard, and he forcibly held back.

After blasting his way to life with his ability, Yang Wei got up on Hong Xing's body, jumped forward hand and foot, and looked embarrassed, like a leper dog who drove a dog into a poor alley and was forced to jump over the wall in a hurry.

Li Xuan was watching the battle, and when he saw this scene through his eyebrows, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Happy Forest is also a famous Fengyue place in Shaoxing City, but I didn't expect that the little gangsters who run errands and miscellaneous in it also have such good skills, and their courage and spirit are far beyond the ordinary, and they are coerced and intercepted by others, and they dare to do it...... Good talent and beautiful quality!"

Unexpectedly, Yang Wei didn't make a move, as soon as he made a move, Hong Xing held back the pain, called the two partners who wanted to pursue, and saw the little gangster who injured himself running straight away, he smiled coldly in his heart, and quickly stood up and threw the bricks in his hand without hesitation.

Yang Wei was also unlucky, not far away, he saw a carriage passing by, and had to slow down in order to avoid hitting him hard.

He heard the sound of breaking the air behind him, and he chuckled in his heart, and secretly screamed that it was not good, but he had not yet reacted, and the back of his head and back were hit by two bricks in no particular order.

With a "bang", the scalp cracked, and the blood appeared, spurting out rapidly, and falling to the ground dots like a light rain.

The moment Yang Wei was injured, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and the part of his back that was attacked was like being slashed by a bone chopping knife. Not only did the muscles feel broken, but even the lumbar vertebrae seemed to be broken, and the lower body instantly lost sensation.

It is also his fate that should have such a difficulty, but after all, Yang Wei is different from ordinary people, he knows that the situation is critical now, and if he doesn't try to get out, I'm afraid that today next year will be his birthday.

At that moment, Yang Wei rushed forward desperately, crashing into the carriage that was moving slowly, wanting to use the method of deliberately touching porcelain to attract the attention of the owner of the carriage, and teach Hongxing and others not to dare to make a mistake.

Who knows, his luck is not good enough, the position of the hit is the front of the carriage, and he falls softly on the street, and then, the carriage that has not had time to brake, the iron-wrapped wheels, run over his legs without stopping.

Click...... With two clicks, Yang Wei's legs were broken in response, and the sharp pain in his heart stimulated Yang Wei to scream, but the back of his head was more seriously injured, and he howled twice, and he simply passed out.

Hit someone on the way, the two-wheeled carriage then slowly stopped, Hong Xing and others in the alley, seeing this scene, had to stop, hid in the dark and watched for a while, and found that they had lost the best chance to kill Yang Wei, so they could only retreat abruptly.

Hong Xing, who was limping as he walked, his face was as black as the ashes at the bottom of a pot, but he was secretly proud in his heart, and secretly thought: "This damn little lady! I saw the wheel run over with my own eyes, his two legs must be useless, and there will be no chance to compete for errands for the Yamen adults in the future, so I will kindly let him go!"

The people who can have a carriage in Shaoxing City are all rich or noble big men, Yang Wei was dying and struggling to save himself, deliberately touched the porcelain carriage, and finally used his own legs at the cost of successfully attracting the attention of the passengers in the car.

However, he was still too young, although the driver received a clear order to drag the injured Yang Wei out from under the car, kindly put it on the frame, and then rushed to the nearby hospital.

However, after the surrounding passers-by shifted their attention, when the carriage passed through a dark alley, the coachman did not hesitate to throw Yang Wei out of the car, and the extremely skillful gesture was like throwing away a bag of garbage, which showed that this was not the first time that the coachman had done this.

The coachman turned around and explained: "In these years, the gangsters on the street are too bold. Even Niangniang, your car dares to touch porcelain, it's like the birthday star eating arsenic - it's a long life!"

There was silence in the car for a moment, and then a graceful and soft female voice sounded, which sounded like a cardamom girl in her twenties and seventeens: "It's a trivial matter, just don't get in the way of me." ”

The carriage continued to move forward, and the destination turned out to be the Happy Forest in the south of the city, that is, the Fengyue place where Yang Wei was born, so it is said that anything can happen under fate.

Li Xuan, who continued to pay attention to this matter, couldn't help but chuckle when he saw this scene, stopped in the ears of Yan Sen and others, and couldn't help but tremble in horror when he heard the hissing of the ghost bird night owl.

Li Xuan's heart moved, and the yin wind wrapped around Yang Wei's legs turned into the appearance of the five ghosts again, and suddenly performed the handling technique.

A gust of wind suddenly rose on the flat ground, rolling up mud, dust, and garbage, and after the noisy wind stopped for a while, Yang Wei, who was not far from death, and the little gangsters in the happy forest disappeared on the spot.

When he reappeared, Yang Wei fell from a three-foot-high low altitude and lay at Li Xuan's feet, in other words, the Five Ghost Carrying Technique quietly brought him from the dark and damp alley into the small warehouse deep in the inner prison of the Shaoxing County Ya Prison.

Yan Sen and the others, who went down the mountain, saw the people of the left path changing in front of their eyes, their eyes were straight, and they couldn't help but want to grab something to defend themselves with both hands, but they only had hay in their hands and only a little dirt between their fingers.

Li Xuan stretched out his hand and lifted it lightly, and the seventeen heads and five ghosts who were accompanying him on the left and right immediately lifted Yang Wei up and levitated him in front of his master, allowing him to look more closely.

According to the principle of blessing and misfortune, if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future, Yang Wei is obviously a blessed person, and my appearance promoted him from the mortal dust, which is the noble person of fate. In this way, this heaven and earth have adapted to my existence and included me in the long river of destiny. ”

Li Xuan pondered for a moment, his eyes looked straight ahead, and he seemed to be in dialogue with the Heavenly Dao consciousness of this heaven and earth, and said with a smile at the moment: "Hehe! If you want to calculate me, how can the poor Dao let you get your wish!"

"I'm not from this world, everything is my heart!"

Li Xuan spread out his palm, condensed a fragment of consciousness or memory out of thin air, and quietly sent it into Yang Wei's mind, and even took advantage of the trauma in the back of his head, his memory was blurred and confused, and his self-defense was at its lowest, and he dived quickly until he entered the personal subconscious sea, and began to take root and sprout.

Then, as soon as Li Xuan's mind moved, the five ghosts placed Yang Wei's head and feet upside down on the ground, he stretched out his hand to hold the top of his head, and began to infuse the left path technique and martial arts swordsmanship.

"When you wake up again, there will be one more indigenous person in the world who thinks he has crossed over, and he is also a dual martial arts cultivator! Yang Wei, I am optimistic about you!"