A gust of wind blew, Hou Tiande only felt a flicker in front of him, and at some point, two old men stood up, one looked like a rakshasa and the other looked like a scholar, staring at the "Baicao Pill" in his hand upright.

Hou Tiande subconsciously took two steps back, with cold sweat on his back, and his eyes were stunned. The two of them are like ghosts, coming and going without a trace, and they don't even know how the other party is bullied, so how can they not be surprised.

Lin Yinyin was also shocked in her heart, she still underestimated these two people, looking at this body, she was afraid that her martial arts were far above her, so she immediately gathered her energy and concentrated, and she didn't dare to be careless. It's just that there is still something I don't understand in my heart at present, I thought that these two people were coming for this "Qingying" sword, but now it seems that it is not true, it may also be for this "Baicao Pill", and under the rapid change of mind, I quietly followed, hid aside, and watched the changes.

The purple-clothed old man with the appearance of a rakshasa stepped forward and took two steps closer, smiled at Hou Tiande, grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth, and made a "gurgling" metallic sound, which made people look creepy.

Everyone present saw this scene, all gasped, the previous people were noisy, the scene was noisy, and the two were really low-key, in the corner, so they did not attract everyone's attention, and now this scene, in addition to fear, more understand that these two people are by no means good, and can't help whispering in private.

"You...... You...... Want to do ...... What?" Hou Tiande's heart was shocked, his eyes were wandering, he was already frightened and incoherent, and his tongue was knotted.

The old man in purple put away his strange smile and said coldly: "Take it!"

Hou Tiande's face turned pale, he took another step back, and said tremblingly: "This ...... This...... Village...... Be...... Is it to listen to the rain...... Pavilion, you ...... You guys...... Hugh to let go...... Presumptuous!"

"Hahahaha" The old man in purple chattered and laughed, and his laughter was poignant, like a ghost crying wolf.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, and the old man in purple stretched out his right hand between the lightning and flint and covered Hou Tiande, who was already frightened, and the old man's technique was strange and fast, and he was choked by the other party before he had time to react.

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Hou Tiande Jianghu people called "old monkey", but I don't know that there is another name, called "wonderful hands empty", in addition to the intensive practice of foreign kung fu, the art of theft can be called first-class, and it is not a problem to take things in the air, ten days ago, "old monkey" Idle to have nothing to do, then wandering at the foot of Heng Mountain, inadvertently saw a group of people coming from the west, headed by two old men of a purple and a gray, because he often haunts this area, is more familiar with the terrain and characters, at a glance it is not a local, carefully looked, and saw that the old man in gray always has a thing wrapped in yellow cloth in his hand, thinking in his heart, thinking that it must not be an ordinary thing, seeing the hunting heart, the itch is unbearable, so he followed all the way, waiting for the opportunity to move.

It's just three days, the old man in gray has never left his hand, even sleeping and going to the toilet is also carried with him, even if he has the ability to go to the sky, he can't steal it unconsciously, seeing that the Yuge "Qingming" is about to be sold, Hou Tiande had to give up, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the old man in purple coming, so he had an idea, bumped into his head, and took the opportunity to show his magic empty-handed, and searched all over the old man in purple, and this "Baicao Pill" was obtained from this.

After succeeding, Hou Tiande returned to his residence, opened and inspected, and after several confirmations, he found that the thing he took was actually the legendary magic medicine "Baicao Pill" in the rivers and lakes, which can cure a hundred poisons and help people open up the eight veins of the Qi Jing, each of which is priceless. In ecstasy, he took out a delicate porcelain bottle, put away the pills, and then set off for the Listening Rain Pavilion.

The night is as deep as ink, listening to the silence in the rain pavilion as dead ashes, Hou Tiande's feet are off the ground, and he is lifted in the air by the old man in purple, his face turns from white to red and then to purple, like a chick meeting a goshawk, and his life hangs by a thread. And the porcelain vase containing the "Baicao Pill" has long fallen into the hands of the old man.

"Hmph, Your Excellency doesn't take us listening to the Rain Pavilion too much!" A cold snort, with murderous intent, pierced the silence!

The purple-clothed old man was stunned for a moment, but the strength in his hand did not decrease at all, as if he had not heard it, and there was still a contemptuous evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zheng Tiandong saw that the other party ignored his warning, but instead of stopping, he became even more presumptuous, and his anger suddenly rose in his heart, and he was about to make a move with the strength of his right palm.

With a "sigh", Zheng Tiandong was just about to dodge, and a figure blocked in front of him like a ghost, the speed of coming, the accuracy of the direction, which was staggering.

Lin Yinyin was frightened for a while, these two people didn't know where they came from, and in a trance, they only felt a flower in front of them, and the old man in gray came to Zheng Tiandong, who was really clever.

Zheng Tiandong was also shocked, he thought that these two old men were just weird, and they were murderous for a while, and as soon as the clinker wanted to make a move, he was seen through by the other party in advance and blocked the way, just this knowledge and experience surpassed him too much.

Zheng Tiandong knew that he was invincible, so he had to pretend to be calm, and arched his hand: "It was a senior of the masters, but Zheng looked away, but the lord of the Listening Rain Pavilion had already set up a rule, no matter how deep the hatred between the two sides was, as long as they never left the Listening Rain Pavilion, they would be our guests, and we would definitely protect our guests. ”

Zheng Tiandong's words were sincere, but there were words in his words, and he wanted to use Tingyu Pavilion to put pressure on the other party and force him to let go of Hou Tiande.

"Hey, hey, listen to Yuge?" The old man in purple smiled even more, and the sound of the old man was breathtaking, and suddenly, the old man's hand slammed hard, and the sound of "click" bone cracking sounded, and Hou Tiande was torn off his neck by the old man, and he died!

"You ......" Zheng Tiandong's heart shook wildly, a sense of shame swept through his body, and he couldn't say a word in anger, how many years have I heard the name of Yuge Shocking Hebei, and the people in the rivers and lakes who came here, regardless of the right and demon, all gave him a little thin face, but now these two people ......

After a long time, Zheng Tiandong regained his composure, his eyes were deep, quiet, and staring at the two coldly.

"Sour scholar, this damn thief doesn't need to play, he fell down before I could use my strength, and I dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head with this little ability, I'm really tired of it!" The old man in purple was still unsatisfied, and complained to the old man in gray, without putting Zheng Tiandong in his eyes at all.

"Are you really going to be able to get along with us Tingyu Pavilion?" Zheng Tiandong said coldly

The old man in purple frowned when he heard this, and said impatiently: "So what?"

As soon as the words fell, three people in the crowd flashed out, landing beside Zheng Tiandong with the momentum of wind and rain, and the strong wave of qi forced everyone back a few steps.

Lin Yinyin stared at it, one of the three people was holding a judge's pen, dressed in coarse cloth, with blue eyes, one was burly and tall, with horizontal eyebrows and vertical eyes, not angry but mighty, and the other was a monk, with two big gold pulls in his hands, which were the three masters of the Western Regions who had paid attention before.

Lin Yinyin thought to herself: "Originally, I thought that these three people's martial arts were not weak, they were originally masters in the Listening Rain Pavilion, it seems that this place is not in vain, and it depends on how good they are."

The three masters of the Western Regions surrounded the two old men in purple and gray in the middle, ready to attack, and only waited for Zheng Tiandong to give an order, and then captured him.

"Haha, interesting and interesting, old thief, it seems that someone wants to find us today!" The old man in gray said indifferently, his tone was leisurely, his expression was leisurely, and he didn't take a few people in his eyes at all......