The old fox quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Although in the realm, he is a little higher.

However, this is of no avail.

His best method was easily broken by the ancient legend. Forcibly facing it, he is not even far behind the Golden-winged Dapeng, and naturally he is even more defeated by the ancient legend who can kill the Golden-winged Dapeng.

Of course, the ancient legend of the hero killed the golden-winged Dapeng and took a lot of advantages, but how could the old fox know about it?

Seriously speaking, even if the old fox is only among the demons, he can only be regarded as an upper-middle-class character, and he is not qualified to know those too deep secrets.

"If you can help, you will definitely help!" said the old fox.

What he was most worried about was that Gu Chuanxia would make a fuss in Xuanyuan Terrace for no reason, just like in Fuyu Mountain, directly overthrow the rule of the entire Yan tribe, and in turn let the human race rule the Yan tribe.

"Help me find Feng Xiaoxiao's whereabouts. Gu Chuanxia said.

As for whether Feng Xiaoxiao is a human race, the ancient legend is not sure.

Because Feng Xiaoxiao's father is a Yellow Turban Lux, and her mother is a heavenly fairy.

If this is the case, Feng Xiaoxiao is still a human race, then in Feng Xiaoxiao's body, there may be a secret of the human race.

"The wind is good!?" the old fox was startled.

"Have you heard of it?" Gu Chuanxia turned his head and stared at the old fox, and the huge sword momentum directly pressed over. If he doesn't put a little pressure on this old fox, he is afraid that he will be full of nonsense, and he will not be able to tell much truth.

The fox clan is cunning, this is a truth known to all races.

The old fox faced the pressure of Gu Chuanxia's sword momentum, even if the realm was a little higher, he still felt palpitations, and he was about to blurt out the lie, but at this moment, he retracted it again, and said half-truthfully: "The specific identity of the evil wind Xiaoxiao, I don't know the old fox." I only know that when Monkey King penetrated Heavenly Court, he had released many felons who had been imprisoned by Heavenly Court from somewhere in Heavenly Court, and among them was this Feng Xiaoxiao. ”

"There are even more rumors... Of course, it is just a rumor, saying that Monkey King once taught this Feng Xiaoxiao three tricks stick method. ”

"For the sake of these three stick techniques, many creatures have sought Feng Xiaoxiao's whereabouts and chased and killed him. However, Feng Xiaoxiao disappeared one hundred and eighty years ago, and even many strong people who were proficient in divination could not find his whereabouts. ”

Gu Chuanxia's heart sank, and it was another hundred and eighty years.

Perhaps the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp said that he crossed him 180 years ago is not a lie, but something else.

"Where did he go missing?" asked Gu Chuanxia again.

The old fox's eyes rolled, and he wanted not to answer or lie, but he saw that Gu Chuanxia directly took out the Yin and Yang two gas cylinders, this bottle has an innate Yin and Yang two qi rotation, as long as Gu Chuanxia is excited, it will be born in the Yin and Yang rotation, infinite suction will be born.

The old fox couldn't resist it, so he could only answer bitterly: "Just here in Xuanyuan Terrace, I still remember that day, the demons attacked, as if they wanted to step through this Xuanyuan Terrace. Feng Xiaoxiao was in full view of everyone, suddenly blurred, disappeared without a trace, and disappeared on the timeline. ”

"Legend has it that this was his gift, and that he was born with the ability to travel between the two worlds. On that day, he exerted his talent to the limit, not only shuttling between the two realms, but also physically shuttling through time, following the long river of time, swimming backwards. ”

"Is it true or false?"

If it was true, then one hundred and eighty years ago, it should not have been deliberately pointed out by the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp.

Because in this way, Feng Xiaoxiao will only go to earlier. Gu Chuanxia didn't have to go to great lengths to find Feng Xiaoxiao's whereabouts one hundred and eighty years ago.

If it is fake, Feng Xiaoxiao may have been trapped somewhere one hundred and eighty years ago, unable to move forward or backward. It's like the time of that year, which became a cage and sealed him to death.

"Also, why did Monkey King pass him on three sticks?"

Compensation or something, there is no need to mention it.

The Monkey King smashed the underworld with a stick, and then brandished the golden hoop stick to pierce the heavens, causing countless disasters.

If everyone made up for it and plucked out his monkey hair, I was afraid that he would not be able to make up for it.

Since he has already come to Xuanyuan Terrace, these doubts will be solved sooner or later.

Seeing that Gu Chuanxia had no more doubts, the old fox ran away as if his butt was on fire.

In the face of Gu Chuanxia, he felt extremely stressed.

It's not because of the old fox's instigation, as a veteran demon king, the old monster who has already stepped on the Great Sage with half a foot, he has seen many storms and waves.

The problem is that there is a natural opposition.

There is no real peace between the human race and the demons, and the end result is only one completely dominating and dominating the other.

It's like two ends of the food chain.

Now the ancient legend is suppressing the old fox everywhere, which makes the old fox have the illusion that he is about to be eaten, and it is his instinct as a beast to escape.

After the old fox left, Gu Chuanxia stayed in the poorest, dilapidated, and chaotic human neighborhood.

He disguised himself as a blind old man, but lit an oil lamp on the corner of the street where he lived every night.

The faint light lit up this corner at night that even the light of the rainbow bridge could not shine.

At first people looked at him with strange eyes, but then they gradually got used to it.

Until one day, a gang of thieves forcibly broke into the low, dilapidated house where the ancient legend lived.

"Hurry up and hand over all the oil, old fellow! You've been lighting the lamp for so long, and you've always had oil, and you must still have a lot of stock. A boy who was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old grabbed Gu Chuanxia's collar, and then said viciously.

Oil, especially for lighting lamps, is actually of little value.

But people, or the whole race, are excessively poor, and oil is also a luxury for people. No wonder they came to grab it.

They will endure for so long to come, it is already a proof that the old fox has made a code, and it has extremely high binding force.

Gu Chuanxia slapped the young man's hand away unhurriedly, and then groped to guide them to the black iron box, and pulled the lid of the iron box open, revealing the milky white grease underneath.

The oil condenses into clumps and gives off an enticing oil aroma.

"It turned out to be the best animal oil, and the old guy was really extravagant, and he even used the oil that people ate to light the lamp. I said, old fellow, where did you get all this oil? Did you steal it from your master?" the young man asked tentatively, patting the lid of the tin box with his hand.

Gu Chuanxia didn't answer, but said: "The oil is here, take it and leave quickly!"

Several teenagers let out a low cheer.

As the saying goes, oil and salt eat wood dregs.

With enough oil and water, even if the weeds on the side of the road are fried in the pot, the taste will not be too bad and you can eat it in your stomach.

The harvest of this trip greatly exceeded their expectations.

"Just take away this oil, and you will have to smear and walk in the future, is it really okay for you?" Gu Chuanxia suddenly asked again.

"So what! Not before, didn't we come the same way?" said a young man, digging hard at the grease with a wooden knife, and then covered it with his own clothes.

Several other teenagers buried themselves in digging for fear of missing a share.

The leading young man spoke, "You dig up oil!