Gong Hanzhang finally caught up with Bai Xiaosheng with great effort, and this time he finally realized the huge gap between himself and Bai Xiaosheng.

As long as Bai Xiaosheng stepped out of his legs, he could only follow behind his ass and eat ashes.

Gong Hanzhang originally thought that this person almost relied on his brain to eat, and although the kung fu in his hands was not weak, he might not be strong enough.

Looking at it today, this gap is still a bit big, and I used to make it bigger.

Gong Hanzhang thought so, far behind Bai Xiaosheng, and barely followed Bai Xiaosheng with the fragrance he secretly smeared on Bai Xiaosheng's body.

As a strategist, a person who walks between the rivers and lakes and the court, Gong Hanzhang is not only proficient in power and conspiracy, but also knows a lot about medicine and divination, astrological feng shui.

His nose has been nurtured with different medicinal incense since he was a child, so he is very sensitive to all kinds of smells. Usually track the whereabouts, often use the medicated oil of their own blends to apply to the body of the person to be tracked, and then track it.

Just now, he quietly smeared this medicinal oil on the wooden shovel of the retort cake stall, and then asked Bai Xiaosheng to serve the retort cake for him, so that the medicinal oil stained his hands.

didn't expect that by mistake, he would be introduced into a disaster.

While Gong Hanzhang was chasing, his mind kept spinning, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

What is it that can make Bai Xiaosheng, who has a high status and martial arts in the Taiping Dao, run away so desperately.

Finally, Gong Hanzhang turned a corner, and saw Bai Xiaosheng standing there like a log from a distance, and the whole person was stupid.

Not far from Bai Xiaosheng, there was a person who could not tell male or female from his figure, and his appearance was extremely beautiful, not like a mortal.

He wore his hair in a high bun, his hair was adorned with various gold, silver and precious stones, and he held a whisk in his left hand and wore a blue and ink-colored robe. The most memorable thing is his eyes.

It was a kind of eyes that seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years, and were cold and unforgiving to everything in the world.

Not tempted.

This is a person who will no longer be tempted by everything.

"You're interesting, too. The man turned his head, and Gong Hanzhang felt a cold feeling wrapping around his neck, like the feeling of a poisonous snake curling and spitting letters scraping through the skin with cold scales, and an unforgettable fear rose from the bottom of his heart, and he found that he could no longer move.

"Come here. ”

It seems to be a puppet controlled by someone, this person's words are the thread of the puppet, Gong Hanzhang moved to the person's side step by step, his body trembled because of fear, every pore on his body was closed because of fear, the cold hair rose suddenly, and the whole person couldn't help himself.

Walking over step by step like this, Gong Hanzhang only felt that the limbs and five bodies were no longer his own, but like toys used by others.

The man turned his head and looked at Gong Hanzhang with a pair of eyes, as if he had seen through his body and soul all the way through, and saw through his inside.

Gong Hanzhang swallowed his saliva reluctantly, he knew who the person in front of him might be.

There is only one person in the world who can make Bai Xiaosheng so frightened, and has the magic skill of easily turning himself into a marionette.

That is the Tao Saint Wuming.

Gong Hanzhang looked at the Dao Sheng, as if he had seen an immortal in Linfan.

The ancient legend has come into reality, and the magical rumor has become an example, Gong Hanzhang didn't say much, but he was just curious about what made this person appear here.

"I haven't come to Baiyujing for many years, thousands of years of Chang'an, Changle Weiyang, and today it is still Yanran. Dao Sheng lowered his head and looked at the ground under his feet. "When I asked Li Xuanwei here, he thought his court would live long, and he said to me, 'This body is already a thief, and it is a fluke to protect the head, why ask the descendants'. is really a masterpiece of a generation, but it is ridiculous that his descendants are unbearable, and today they are so lost. ”

Li Xuanwei is the ancestor of the Yu Dynasty, when Xingjin Yang Zhijia was a thief, a hundred battles and the world, according to Wuming's words, it is obvious that he and Li Xuanwei also had a past.

"The white horse passes through the gap, and it is fleeting. Wu Ming sighed: "How many romances go east with the big river, only this city and palace are still there." ”

With the sigh of the Dao Sage, Gong Hanzhang found that he could finally move, and at this time Bai Xiaosheng was already kneeling on the ground.

"The disciple visits the Venerable Master. Wang Ergou's voice trembled, he met this person who changed the fate of his life again, the discomfort near his temples had disappeared, but the fear and fear from the depths of his heart could not subside.

"Taiping Road, to Taiping. The Tao of the Heavenly Master, the Tao of the Heavenly Law. Wuming still looked at the starry sky in the sky: "The stars are moving, the four hours are turning, Ergou, do you have any feelings for so many years?"

Wang Ergou's head was pressed very low.

"The five colors make people blind, the five tones make people deaf, the five flavors make people feel refreshed, and the galloping hunt makes people crazy. I thought that some of you would be close to the Tao, but there are not many who have become talented, and they are all indulged in galloping and hunting. ”

As soon as Wu Ming raised his hand, his strong true qi rolled up Bai Xiaosheng, who was kneeling on the ground, and made him float in mid-air.

"Go see Yue Guhan, let him take Ding Dan to Jianghou Temple to see me, take my things and say nothing, how much to say. Dao Sheng's voice was calm without a trace of emotion, and he didn't seem to be angry at the Dao weapon for the Chengtian Sword Sect.

After speaking, Dao Sheng turned his head and looked at Gong Hanzhang: "You go to Jinyang, Hedong, and tell my unsuccessful apprentice, I will visit you another day." ”

After speaking, Wu Ming gently threw Bai Xiaosheng aside, and the whole person had already risen to the sky, and walked straight to Jiang Hou Temple against the wind.

In the Jianghou Temple, Li Guizi was still kowtowing there, and Sikong Langyue was still standing upside down.

Li Xu hid his face behind the face and looked coldly at He Basong on the other side.

This person is dead, although on the surface it seems that the foundation of the prince and noble son is still there, even if he is degraded, he still retains a little bit of the demeanor of the year, but the inside has been hollowed out.

The white face is not the result of careful makeup, but there is no trace of blood on the face, the meridian system carefully constructed in the body has collapsed, the vitality of the viscera is almost cut off, and what is even more terrifying is that this person's spirit is completely empty, and the rest is just a walking corpse walking in the world.

The reckless swordsman who rode a tribute horse against his frame back then, the face of the Queen Mother was dead, and she did not leave a trace in this world.

"Are you He Basong?" asked the man in Tsing Yi.

"It's just a little bit below. ”

"The rivers and lakes say that you have a world-shattering "Sunflower Treasure Book" here......"

"Senior, if I have such a masterpiece, why should I be reduced to the current situation"

"The old man knows that this must be a rumor released by the imperial court, but I have a real magic skill here, do you want to learn it?" Li Xu, who was an easy person, looked at He Basong in front of him, for this young man, the emperor had other plans.

Even if it is waste, there is still the possibility of reuse, not to mention that this has just become an introduction to stir up the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes.

"The younger generation thanked the seniors, but the younger generations committed the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, and those who were entangled with the younger generations often did not end well. ”

He Basong also felt it.

After such a period of training, He Batsong also carefully examined his own life experience.

Born in a wealthy family, he learned from a famous teacher, and became famous as a young swordsman, and finally became the queen mother's guest of the scene.

Then he was abolished by Cheng Qili and imprisoned in the prison, from a young man who was famous in the capital to a wasted person wanted by the imperial court.

Although he was let go, he happened to meet Xiao Daisheng, a senior who admired him very much, not only to heal his old injuries, but also to pass on his martial arts.

It's a pity that this one was as deep as the sea as soon as he entered the palace gate, and he never came out again. He Batsong had no choice but to follow the Manichaean people, preparing to wait for an opportunity to get out of the customs and return to the grassland.

As a result, Jing Shenghui died, and he fell into the hands of the demon Li Guizi, and he couldn't even keep his innocence.

Anyone who helped him was finished, the family collapsed, the Queen Mother was imprisoned, Xiao Daisheng died without a body, and Jing Shenghui was poisoned. And his opponents, the emperor's martial arts have the potential to turn into a dragon, even if Li Guizi is found to break into the palace, someone will come to save him, and the master Yue Guhan, who ignores him, beheaded the Manichaean sect as soon as he made a move.

He Batsong is really tired.

"Do you believe in your fate?" asked the man in Tsing Yi.

"I don't believe it. He Basong said and pulled the shirt on the collar down a little, revealing the belly pocket woven of blue silk inside, which was also embroidered with mandarin ducks.

Li Xu was suddenly silent, because the emperor felt that a void aura was rapidly approaching, which made him instinctively feel a trace of danger.