With just a few words from Murong Qian and Wang Jin, Bai Sheng couldn't understand the ins and outs of this, but he could feel the hostility between Huang Kunpeng and Murong Qian.

He could sense that the hostility between the two was mutual, and it was not a personal grudge between them, it should be a contradiction between the Fang La Group and Huang Shang, which had been around for a long time, and it was not surprising.

Therefore, he could further conclude that Huang Kunpeng and Feng Jingru, the two pairs of mother and son, and the young wife who nursed the child were all abducted by Fang Baihua and his gang.

He had no plans to rescue Huang Kunpeng. As early as when he was in Jiankang Mansion Prison, Huang Shang's adopted son indiscriminately regarded him Bai Sheng as a mortal enemy, although he did not pursue it afterwards, but his impression of this son was never good.

But he wanted to save Feng Jingru. Because Feng Jingru is Feng Asan's son, and Feng Asan can crack the underwater mechanism of the Trap Island.

After taking snake gall bladder in the valley behind the Xixia Palace, after a shocking battle between Yan Yan's mother, he tested his strength, and he felt that even with his current strength, it was impossible to use his strength to lift a 20,000-jin boulder.

It was based on this idea that he did not rush to leave everything and go to the Trap Island, knowing that Fang La might reach the Trap Island first, he did not rush over, because he felt that Fang La might not be able to break through the underwater stone gate by force.

As for the young woman who was nursing the child, it didn't matter if she was saved or not, it would be no good for herself to be saved, and there would be no loss for herself if she was not saved.

It's just that his opinion is the same as Murong Qian's, even if he wants to save Feng Jingru, it is not something to do immediately, because even if he kills Wang Jin and Fang Baihua now, he still can't get out of this maze, and killing him is a wasted killing.

So everyone waited for Huang Kunpeng to crack the formation, Fang Baihua and the others began to take out the dry food they carried with them to eat, while Bai Liang and Wang Jin and a team of cavalry came in a hurry, without any food on them, only watching with blank eyes.

But Wang Jin is Murong Qian's uncle after all, so Murong Qian handed Wang Jin a copy of the cooking cake he was carrying, and Wang Jin took the cooking cake in his hand, but complained: "Why don't you bring some dried meat or anything? How can you swallow this dry one?"

Without Fang Baihua's permission, Murong Qian certainly didn't dare to say that they were all people from the Ming Sect, and the rule that people in the Ming Sect don't eat meat and fish couldn't be explained, so he only said apologetically: "I didn't expect this." ”

Wang Jin didn't say anything more. With his life experience, of course, he will not suspect the origin of Murong Qian's group, but after all, his task is to arrest Liang Hongyu, and Murong Qian is his nephew and grandson, even if the way is different, he will not draw a sword against each other, and in line with the principle that more is better than less, he will not go to the bottom of it.

It is a taboo for martial arts people to ask the bottom line, people are floating in the rivers and lakes, which hand does not have a few lives?

At that moment everyone was eating, and those who did not eat watched the people eating, and all that was left by the bonfire was the sound of beeping dry wood burning and chewing, and suddenly a burst of singing sounded, and the singer sang:

"Everyone in the world is good, but the fame can't be forgotten.

Fame and fortune are chaotic, and once you wake up, you are old.

Everyone in the world is good for immortals, how do you know that immortals have troubles?

One god is higher than one immortal, and the heavenly tribulation is endless and gone......"

Everyone followed the singing, but they couldn't see where the person who sang was located, even Bai Sheng's night vision eyes were the same, the singing came from all directions, but the voice was one person, not a chorus of people.

As soon as the singing fell, there was already one more person next to the bonfire, with his head tied in a bun, wearing a Taoist robe, with a white face and beard, holding a whisk of dust, like a fairy wind bone.

As soon as this person appeared, his eyes were fixed on the young woman's left breast, and he stared for a long time, as if there was no one else here but the young woman who was nursing the child.

Everyone was originally quite in awe because this human dragon saw the head and the end, but at this time, they couldn't help but think: The song you sang is quite meaningful, but it turned out to be a lewd way.

The young woman was stared at by the Taoist and her face turned red, and she hurriedly pulled down the placket of her clothes to cover the snow-white **, but the Taoist still couldn't take her eyes off it, and after looking at it for a long time, she said: "Your child is surnamed Wang?

The young woman's face changed immediately, how did this Taoist know that my husband's surname was Wang? Seeing that the fierce gods and evil spirits next to him did not interfere with the behavior of the Taoist, he knew that this Taoist must be unusual, so he did not dare not answer, and said: "If you return to the Taoist chief, my child is indeed surnamed Wang, and his single name is a Zhe character. ”

"Wang Zhe, wonderful, wonderful!" Taoist Da Yue, swept the dust left and right, put it on the front sleeve of his right arm, pointed to the young woman's chest with his right hand and said: "This son has a long-cherished relationship with the poor road, although he can't pass on his mantle, but he has the share of master and apprentice. ”

Everyone suddenly realized that this person was not looking at the young woman's **, but the young child in the young woman's arms.

After the man said this, he looked at the people around him, and suddenly his face sank, and he said: "You all listen well, it is your business to have hatred and grudges between you, and Poor Dao can't control it and doesn't want to take care of it, but if any of you dare to touch my apprentice and apprentice's mother, Poor Dao will take your head even if you are thousands of miles away!"

This is quite arrogant, how can a person take the head of someone from a thousand miles away?

Just when people were about to laugh, they suddenly saw a long sword appear above the head of this Dao man, this long sword was a few inches shorter than an ordinary long sword, but what was shocking was that this long sword was actually suspended above the head of the Dao man without falling, this is ...... What kind of kung fu is this?

The first thing that came to Bai Sheng's mind was this martial art of remote grabbing.

His master, Li Biyun, was able to restrain other people's bodies a few feet away, not only to restrain the body, but also to control people or objects from the ground and levitate in the air.

And not to mention Li Biyun, even if he himself has a lot of experience in this martial art now, if he reaches the realm of Li Biyun, he may still be a little short of the heat, and it is not difficult to control a long sword in the air at a slightly short distance.

But he didn't think that Li Biyun's martial arts were stronger than this Taoist, just because both he and his master Li Biyun had a premise when they used to capture the dragon and control the crane, that is, they needed to do it!

That's right, hands-on. Not to mention the principle of martial arts, just as the name suggests, whether it is "capture" or "control" is next to the handle, which shows that the capture of the dragon and the crane must be performed by hand, and the control of objects in the air to maintain relative stillness or movement requires remote control with the movement of the hand.

He himself is like this, Li Biyun is like this, and he thinks that it is the same whether it is Emperor Duan of Dali or the vulture master of Tianshan Mountain.

However, this Taoist did not make a move. His left hand was holding the dust, and his right hand was now back in his sleeve, so what kind of control sword did he use?

This move alone made Bai Sheng feel deeply wary, is there such a master in this world?

In this case, Bai Sheng was not the only one who knew the goods, the Taoist showed such a skill, Wang Jin, Fang Baihua, Murong Qian and others were all terrified.

The man sneered, and suddenly with his hands behind his back, he held the dust upside down, and paced around the campfire, the long sword hovering above his head all the time, and wherever he went, the long sword followed.

I only heard him say: "I know that you were all very unconvinced just now, but now? Do you believe that Poor Dao has this ability? Say! Who bullied me just now, come and stand up! Poor Dao let you see what a flying sword is!"