Cliff ditch, in the flatland. ★

The breeze and the moon are bright, and the silver glow is thousands of miles.

The wild grass stirs the leaf stems, ups and downs, like a rippled lake with thousands of miles of waves, and the posture is enchanting.

Click...

"Whew, you are sinned..."

"Ah~ah~ I'm tired to death..."

“......”

A little farther away, among the barren grass, a figure approached. It's running, it's not walking, and it's quite fast...

Shining in the moonlight, the appearance and clothing of the comers can be faintly seen.

Around fifty, six feet tall. The figure is slightly fat, and his thick round face is dotted with two obscene eyes the size of jujubes. Thick lips and two whiskers. A dirty gray-blue robe tightened his belly. The bronze crown on the head is rusty. In one hand, he held a black iron dust, and in the other hand, he held a shabby flag.

And the most conspicuous thing is the five big characters written crookedly on the flag.

In this lonely night, at first glance, people can make their hearts beat...

"One word for heaven!"

Who's coming?

Xia Xun has seen it!

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve! It was this person who pretended to be a ghost, wanting to use the "Blood Light Calamity" to scare Xia Xun and Peony and buy his talisman. In the end, the deception did not succeed, and he jumped over the wall in a hurry and talked nonsense! And now, just half a quarter ago, he used the same method, dozens of miles away, and shouted, "Strong man, please stay!" to stop Xia Yuan's footsteps running all the way south.

Now, he's been waiting for a while...

Salsa...

"Oops... I'm tired, I'm tired, you stinky boy..."

The sound of rapid breathing, the sound of hurried footsteps, and a few words of hoarse grumbling from time to time. The comer mixed the grass and rushed towards the majestic body.

It's not easy!

At least, for Xia Yuan, who was standing stunned at the moment, this person was not simple.

It's not simple, it's not that this person runs out of dozens of zhang in one step. It's not the cultivation that was shouted dozens of miles away before. Rather, the word "Heavenly Machine" written on the flag!

This is not simple...

Last night he was in Kyoto, killing eight people with two punches, and slashing an immortal heavenly punishment for the three saints, attracting an opportunity to break the oath. And at this moment, he met the name of the immortal in this uninhabited barren mountains and forests within a radius of thousands of miles.

Among them, there must be some involvement!

Otherwise, where in this world is there such a coincidence?

So, tonight's events must not be a simple coincidence...

To put it mildly, it is likely to be a hundred times more serious than last night, and it even involves the aftermath of that chess game. That's why Xia Yuan at this moment is really nervous. If the person who came was really related to that immortal, then it would not be surprising that he was buried here tonight!

Under the immortals, the ants are born!

Whew...

Storm Dance...

His eyes sank, looking at the approaching comer, Xia Yuan's hands slowly clenched into fists. A faint red glow, in silence, blooms all over the body. A thick and domineering momentum then spread from his body, pressing down on the barren grass in a radius of 100 zhang and crushing it to the ground. Forming an open space with a swift wind and grass marks...

"Whew..."

"Ouch... You... Do you know what it means to respect teachers, respect the old and love the young!?"

The people got closer, panting.

Not surprisingly, this sweaty Jianghu god stick was as if he couldn't feel the coercive momentum exerted by Xia Yuan. As if nothing happened, he crossed his waist and walked two feet away in front of Xia Yuan. The mighty wind blew him no longer than he could age, and the king's coercion was completely useless! When he came to him, he held the flag on the ground with one hand and brushed the dust with the other, pointed at Xia Yuan's nose, and scolded breathlessly.

"You melon baby..."

"Huhu, I'm tired. I've been calling you for so long... What are you pretending to be deaf? You don't know how many steps to go further? You have to run so far in the old way... Ouch, I'm tired..."

“......”

This is a sincere and unpretentious scolding.

But, it's completely illogical. People who can ignore the coercion of a peak king must not be ordinary people. How could it be that he was tired of these dozens of miles? And Xia Yuan is not a fool, he will definitely not be fooled by this nonsense. The right fist is slightly retracted by three inches, and the fist is slightly poised to strike.

Whispered, "Who are you?"

"Whew..."

Exhale, flat and breathe.

Xia Yuan asked, carrying a black iron whisk of dust, pointing to the yellow strip of cloth on the flag, and replied angrily: "Are you blind, or are you illiterate? You can't see the two characters of such a big heavenly machine written here? Tianji, do you know what a heavenly machine is? Dajue Jin Immortal has no dirty posture, the Western Miao Xiang Ancestor Bodhi, and the world immortal is the only Penglai Tianji! Do you understand?"

It's funny, it's funny.

Although the rhetoric of these words is majestic, there is no superiority in the tone. It's so unbearable that people can't help but cry and laugh. However, Xia Yuan didn't laugh, he just seemed a little hesitant...

The magic stick in front of him made him completely incomprehensible.

Although, the immortal who lives on Penglai Island, he has never seen it. However, about his legend, Xia Yuan has heard the village chief in the village say it countless times. And the person in front of him, whether in terms of dress, words and deeds, has nothing to do with the immortal with the fairy wind and bones. But if he wasn't the immortal. Xia Yuan couldn't feel the cultivator's aura emanating from this person's body at all...

In such a situation, there is only one possibility.

That is this person's cultivation, much stronger than Xia Yuan's Taoism, and even much stronger than the village chief in the village. And, people who can be stronger than saints, apart from the two half-immortals of Penglai and the pure yang, can there be anyone else?

Necessarily not!

"You're not a heavenly machine, who are you!?" Xia Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Roll the calves!"

The god stick immediately became angry. Vigorously poked the flag, whisked the dust and patted his round belly, cocked his beard angrily, and scolded: "I am not the heavenly machine? I am not the heavenly machine, who is the heavenly machine? The people in the rivers and lakes call the heavenly machine of the word "heavenly machine", and the only immortal in Penglai is me! I am the heavenly machine!"

After saying that, the god stick thought for a while, and added: "Haven't you really heard of it?"

"I've heard of it, so what do you want to do?"

It can be seen that Xia Yuan is really cautious.

In the past, if someone dared to talk to him like this, how could he still suppress his ruffian spirit? He must have had some tongue-in-cheek conversation with that person! But now, he is concise and to the point, and he goes straight to the point. Not at all, wasting half a bit of tongue on those boring questions.

Syllable...

"Ouch!"

"yes! I almost forgot about business..."

The god stick seemed to remember something, slapped his belly, stopped dusting, and his expression instantly became serious.

He didn't hurry to speak, first took a step, looked at Xia Yuan carefully, and then walked around his majestic body and slowly walked around twice.

As he walked, he nodded his head earnestly and said to himself, "Well... Sure enough, the blood is surging, and the bones are excellent..."

"Well, there's momentum. This physical body is a rare immortal physique in 10,000 years..."

"This skin is a rare treasure in the world. ”

"Good thing, good thing. But..."

After saying a few words slowly, the magic stick circled back to Xia Yuan. His face then became a little regretful: "Strongman, it's not good, it's not good..."

Xia Yuan looked at this magic stick pretending to be a ghost strangely, and did not answer.

Seeing that Xia Yuan didn't care, the god stick shook his head, sighed and said, "It's a pity that this seedling of cultivating immortals..."

Suddenly!

This god's face was pale!

He said loudly: "Strong man, you have a bloody disaster!"

Tw...

“......”

The sound is so loud that it resounded through the night!

With a snort, Xia Yuan's two fists tightened and almost knocked out! The divine stick was so startled that Xia Yuan, who was nervous to the extreme, was not lightly frightened. I saw that between his temples, a few bean-sized sweats continued to emerge and slid down his cheeks...

"Gollum..."

Swallow a mouthful of saliva that was frightened in your throat and calm some of the apprehension in your heart. Xia Yuan opened and closed his lips slightly, and said, "Calamity, where did it come from?"

"Well, don't worry, I'll do the math for you. ”

The god stick put the dust whisk on the belt like a decent. Solemnly stretch out your palm and tap your thumb on the tips of the remaining four fingers. That appearance is really a charlatan who has been abducted and abducted for many years, and ordinary people really can't pretend to look like this.

After thinking about it for a while, the god stick continued to say seriously: "Strong man, this disaster is not small. The debt starts from the north, the disaster comes from the south, and your birthday is against the heavens, and seven of the eight characters have broken the army. This disaster is really not small..."

Talking and talking, suddenly!

This magic stick, suddenly another shout!

"Strongman, offended the heavens!"

Shake...

Tick...

The sound was so loud that it resounded through the silent night again!

Trembling all over, Xia Yuan was taken aback again.

That trembling shook the sweat that was dangling on his chin and fell to the ground. His fists trembled and clenched again, and Xia Yuan began to be a little angry. No matter if the god stick in front of him is the god or not. But a dignified king, who was bluffed twice in a row like this, he really felt that this was embarrassing, but it was too embarrassing. However, in the face of life and death, he still kept calm...

Gritting his teeth, he leaked out word by word.

"Dare to ask, how to solve it!"

"Well, the son can be taught. ”

Shen Stick looked at Xia Yuan's eyes seriously and nodded. Then he slowly stretched out his palm in front of the two of them, and slowly spread out his five fingers one by one.

"Five taels of silver. ”

“......”

Xia Yuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became blindsided.

He couldn't react for a while, what did the god stick mean by five taels of silver.

"Tsk!"

After waiting for a while, I saw that Xia Yuan still didn't react. The god stick said angrily: "Tea fee, do you know the rules?"

“......”

Blindfolded into dumbfounded, dumbfounded gradually into rage!

In the middle of the night, there was no one within a thousand miles. The god stick in front of him, who had nothing to do, came to this place, stopped his steps, and scared him into a cold sweat. Feelings do so many things, just to blackmail these five taels of silver?

Xia Yuan, for a moment, there was a feeling of being played.

However, for the sake of this person's mystery, and he does not know the depths of it. He didn't dare to do it on the spot. It's just that his eyes widened, and he shouted slightly angrily: "Although I don't know who you are, I'm very unhappy now." You'd better go where it's cool, good dogs don't get in the way!"

"Hey..."

Shen Stick sighed helplessly: "Now people, even if they are slamming the door, they are reluctant to spend five taels of silver." ”

"You'd better not bother me!" Xia Yuan said coldly.

"Tut-tut..."

"Oh, kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs..."

The god stick shook his head as if it was a pity, and then sank his palm more than two inches to make a gesture at the height of a stroke.

"You have a little nephew named Xia Xun. Yueyang, who only arrived in early autumn last year, is so tall and thin, right?"

When Xia Yuan heard this, his eyes narrowed again. The fist then raised a few more.

"What do you want to say?"

"Hehe..."