"It's fine. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Evil Zisheng nodded approvingly, losing two drops of essence blood, and Evil Zisheng also felt a little lacking.

Wan Shun then took out his sword, looking like he was about to fly again, and he reminded in a concerned tone: "Senior Brother Wan, your injury?"

Wan Shun stepped on the flying sword and said with a smile: "It's okay, the injuries in my body have been suppressed, and it is difficult to walk back to the mountain road in the mountains, so it is better for the sword to fly faster." ”

Since the other party has his own measure, the evil self-generation will not say more, jump on the flying sword, and the two will fly with the sword again.

After a while, a small clearing was revealed in the midst of a verdant pine and cypress, and in the middle of the clearing there was a mud-walled hut, and next to the hut stood a long bamboo pole, and at the head of the pole hung a gray cloth flag, on which was a tea word.

The two of them landed in front of the tea stall, in front of which there were seven or eight wooden tables with holes and no lacquer water, and each table was a bench with broken heads and broken feet, although the appearance was old, but the placement was quite neat.

The two of them found a shaded foot and sat down, set up their swords, and patted the table and said, "Shopkeeper, come to a pot of tea." ”

"It's coming, it's coming. Out of the hut came an old man, half-cloudy sideburns, with a rag and gray scarf on his shoulder, and although his body was thin and weak, he was still strong when he walked.

The old man carried a pot of tea in his hand, carried two large bowls, and walked in front of the two, "The two guest officers use it slowly." ”

Wan Shun took out half a silver ingot from his bosom and put it on the table, and the old man picked up the silver tael and thanked him repeatedly.

Evil Zisheng opened the bowl, filled the bowl, and then took his own bowl and drank it all, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "Good tea." ”

Na Wanshun also picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and said, "It's good, this store has good craftsmanship." ”

After drinking the tea, the root of this evil tongue felt faintly panicked, and couldn't help but speak: "Senior Brother Wan, tell me about the leader of the Blue Wolf Gang." ”

"What is there to say about this, the leader of the Blue Wolf Gang let his subordinates go around to snare the door of Daomen cultivation, and as a result, they were greedy and chewed too much, resulting in a madness, although they stepped into the Bigu Realm, and my strength is about the same, but in terms of exercises, is it the opponent of our day-by-day swordsmanship, and I blame my carelessness, but I didn't expect that the palm technique was quite strange, it actually pierced my mana armor and hit me directly, so I suffered some internal injuries. Wan Shun replied lightly.

Evil Zisheng was a little surprised: "Piercing through the mana armor, the strength of this blue wolf gang wolf master is too terrifying." ”

Wan Shun didn't pay too much attention to it, "Mana armor is just a means to save life, but it is not a magical power that is not bad, although the palm of the leader of the Blue Wolf Gang is a little abnormal, but it must be an evil demon skill, otherwise he would not go mad and kill innocents indiscriminately." ”

The two were chatting energetically, and suddenly four people came from the south, wearing a blue and black cloud crown, holding a sword, and their aura was extraordinary, and they were not ordinary people at first glance.

The faces of these four people are fierce and vicious, and no one can look good.

Wan Shun picked up the tea bowl, pretended to drink tea, and said to the evil self-born in an undetectable voice: "Don't make a sound, these four people are all Filthy Realm cultivators, and their strength is extraordinary, I am injured now, it is best not to provoke." ”

After saying that, he put down the tea bowl and pretended that nothing had happened.

The four of them glanced at the tea stall, but sat down at the tea table where Wan Shun and Evil Zisheng were sitting, and in front of the four of them was a man with an abominable face and a poor appearance, he took a scroll of paintings, and his whole body exuded an extraordinary momentum.

This person walked in front of Wan Shun and Evil Zisheng, and the three people followed behind this person, it seemed that the man with the scroll opened the scroll, looked at the two and compared their eyes, and then put away the portrait and sat on the tea table next to him.

As soon as the four of them sat down, there was a man with sharp-beaked monkey cheeks and sharp teeth on the table and said, "Come to tea, come to tea, don't hurry up, be careful uncle, I will abolish you." ”

The old man who sold tea knew that there were a few evil customers, and he brought out the tea in a panic. "A few masters, please use it slowly. ”

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man scolded impatiently, "Get out, get out." ”

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man opened the bowl, poured four bowls of tea, and then said to the man in charge, "Senior Brother Zhong, please first." ”

"Haha, Senior Brother Huo is much more sensible now. One of the four men, a short and slender, unattractive man, mocked in a weird manner.

As soon as the man finished speaking, a seven-foot-tall man next to him responded in a thick voice: "Also, I lost the Wood Spirit Sword of my sect, fortunately the master is gone, otherwise the punishment of ten thousand ghosts devouring the body, I don't know if Senior Brother Huo's small body can resist it." ”

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man slapped the table with some annoyance, and the originally somewhat unstable table made a loud noise, and there was even a little falling shelf, "Wei Zhi, Chen Yong, you two are endless, along the way, you have been talking about this matter more than a hundred times, do you really think that I am missing two pieces of paper, so I am afraid of the two of you." ”

"Don't think that there are rules, I don't dare to do anything to you, you lost the Wood Spirit Sword, I'm going to kill you now, it's reasonable, you'd better be honest with me." The short and sturdy man glared fiercely at the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man, and although the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man was a little unconvinced in his eyes, he didn't dare to argue anymore.

The ugly-looking man at the head put down the tea bowl in his hand, and asked in a slow but solemn tone: "Are you sure that the one who stole the things was the **** old man?"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man hurriedly replied: "Absolutely yes, the **** admitted it himself before he died, saying that it was the thirteenth master of the Blue Wolf Gang and wanted to send a congratulatory gift on the birthday of the leader of the Blue Wolf Gang, so he stole my burden, and I didn't expect this person to have the courage to dare to beat the idea of our Taoist people." ”

"It's just that I didn't expect that the leader of the Blue Wolf Gang went wrong in his practice, went mad, became murderous, and killed a lot of gangs, but the thirteen masters fled first, as for where they fled, the stinky **** didn't know. ”

After saying so many words in a row, the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks picked up a bowl of tea and drank it to the bottom.

The short and sturdy man looked at the man surnamed Zhong and said, "Senior Brother Zhong, in this way, apart from the man who said that he had seen the man in the painting near this place before, we can't find any other clues, how can we find this." ”

The man surnamed Zhong sighed: "This is not what I am most worried about, what I am most worried about is that the wood spirit magic sword, ordinary people don't know how to use it at all, and it is extremely heavy, if that person throws this sword into the cliff, even if we catch this thief then, but if this thief uses it as a threat, it is also extremely tricky." ”

"Then leave this matter at that?" asked the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man tentatively.

The short and sturdy man scolded: "You don't have to mention this again, that Wood Spirit Magic Sword is more important than your life for us and others, if you really can't find it, you will sacrifice your life." ”

The short and sturdy man held the tea bowl in his hand, and with a slight force on his fingers, the tea bowl shattered.