Qin Xiaotian stood on the surface of the river with some microwaves, and the middle-aged monk secretly admired his cultivation, and said loudly: "Boy, you have the ability to fight me to the death!" Qin Xiaotian turned around lightly, with a contemptuous smile on his face. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info So his feet were a little on the slow river, his body rose into the air, and his face did not change and jumped ashore.

The middle-aged monk glared at him coldly, a few traces of contempt flashed at the corners of his mouth, and he pointed at Qin Xiaotian and said, "You ungrateful thing, if it wasn't for our patriarch to recommend you to participate in the "transformation" activity of my Wind Demon Relic Clan, it is impossible for you, an ordinary mortal, to reach such a high realm!"

In this way, you are a member of the Wind Demon Relic Clan, "I really participated in the transformation activities of the Wind Demon Relic Clan, why don't I know anything about it?" At this time, Qin Xiaotian hesitated for a moment before he said in a low voice: "I was born in a border town in the O'Mali Empire, my family is not good, when I was five or six years old, my father was tortured to death, and I saw him die in front of me with my own eyes. ”

Suddenly, Qin Xiaotian's mind flashed a young scene, he witnessed his father being beaten to death in front of his eyes. Since then, the idea of cultivating immortals has sprung up in his heart, so he embarked on a seemingly smooth path of cultivating immortals.

"Aren't you the Qin Xiaotian you used to be? This confused the middle-aged monk, remembering that Qin Xiaotian, who participated in the transformation activity back then, was a twenty-year-old hero, and Qin Xiaotian of the O'Mali Empire was somewhat different, "Boy, judging from your external expression, you are indeed a little different from Qin Xiaotian back then!" But in the world, there are so many people with the same name and surname, how many are there?

Since Qin Xiaotian transformed, there has been such a Qin Xiaotian in the immortal cultivation world, it must not be a coincidence, what is this?

The monk's eyes were still full of doubts, and he shook his head and said, "I don't believe it, you are the Qin Xiaotian of my Wind Demon Relic Clan back then!" At the same time, I was also ordered by our patriarch to go to the O'Mali Empire to find you, if you don't want to, I have no choice but to be polite to you.

When he heard that he was at the behest of the patriarch, he was really a little curious. In a haze, the thin and somewhat rickety figure of the patriarch of the Wind Demon Relic Clan flashed, and he said to the monk: "I, Qin Xiaotian, have always been bright and upright, and I don't like to be intimidated, as long as you have a good attitude, I can go to the Wind Demon Relic Clan with you!" I also crossed the river to do some things by the way, I want to get back the memories of the past, and one day I will return to my hometown and have an explanation to my mother!

"Okay, that's great, I like a bloody young man like you!" the monk clapped his hands, much to Qin Xiaotian's surprise. As he spoke, he waved his hand at him, made a gesture of please, and was about to wade over, and sailed towards them with a light boat. On the boat, there stood a fisherman wearing a hat on his head and a cloak on his shoulders. Qin Xiaotian has seen a lot of fishermen dressed up like this, some of them are indeed decent fishermen, and some are fierce people who kill people and steal goods.

Qin Xiaotian had met him a few times, and this time, he was vigilant. While hesitating, the boat was already approaching, and then slowly stopped the boat and docked, and the fisherman stood in the middle of the boat, revealing a pair of unfathomable eyes, and said to Qin Xiaotian and the monk: "Two brothers, do you want to go the same way? The monk hurriedly said, I am not a fellow traveler, but I can also travel in the same boat, I am just about to rush back to the Wind Demon Relic Clan, and this brother Tai will also cross the river!

The fisherman showed a satisfied look on his face, and this is good, "Please get on the boat with the two brothers, and I will take you over!"

Without hesitation, the two jumped straight onto the boat. Firmly seated, the fisherman slid his oars, turned around, and slowly sailed towards the center of the river. This river is the gateway of the O'Mali Empire to the small village of the Wind Demon Relic. In the past, there were merchants, immortal cultivators, and ordinary civilians, but today's trip, there were few pedestrians on both sides of the shore, which surprised them.

As the boat gradually moved toward the other side of the river, the fisherman suddenly glanced at the slowly flowing river and said, "You don't seem to know! Don't look at this big river, which is not very wide, it is only a dozen meters deep, but there are often water monsters infested recently!"

"Ah, that's what happened?

"Well, yes. ”

Since there is a water monster, why do you dare to come out alone? The fisherman's face frowned, and the small family was poor, and he just wanted to save more gold coins to subsidize the family. There are old fathers and mothers, wives and children, life is not easy!

The fisherman turned around while they weren't paying attention, and the murderous aura on his face suddenly appeared, but when he saw that the expressions of the two were solemn, he must have been prepared, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so as to reveal his identity.

Their faces turned, and the fisherman quickly turned around, pretending to be at ease, and continued to slide his oars. On the deep blue surface of the river, the water rippled, causing countless ripples, and quickly spread out around the river. The slight sound of water waves came very clearly, and in an instant, it sailed far away, and I faintly saw a few people on the other side waiting, as if waiting for this small boat.

At tea time, the boat had already docked, the fisherman stopped the pulp in his hand, stretched out his hand, fifty gold coins per person, give the money! The middle-aged monk opened his eyes wide, "Fifty gold coins, you rob!"

The fisherman snorted coldly, you took my boat, of course you have to give money! Otherwise, you are a big man, and you still want to be lazy? Qin Xiaotian touched his body, except for ordinary spirit stones, there were no gold coins, so he took out a spirit stone and put it in the palm of his hand, "Boat man, have you seen enough?"

The fisherman was in a hurry, and said angrily: "You are all cheating on me, and if you don't want to take the boat, you will be angry with me." ”

The middle-aged monk was busy here, foaming at the corners of his mouth, extremely disgusting. At this time, the neck is already red, and if it continues like this, it will have to be beaten! The men and women who had been waiting on the shore had a strange light on their faces, and they looked at this somewhat puzzling farce.

Qin Xiaotian threw the spirit stone to the fisherman and went ashore alone, without looking back at them.

"Hey, wait for me! Why did you kid just walk away. In desperation, the monk poured out his pockets, gave all the gold coins he had on his body, and ran ashore in a hurry. After catching up with Qin Xiaotian, he still muttered, "If I hadn't seen you so happy, I would have killed him with a sword!"

"It's okay, you still have a chance!" I can see that guy has bad intentions, you know? Seeing that we are two people, I don't dare to make a move! The monk shook his head, he didn't see it, but his eyes were deep, and it seemed that there was a terrible murderous aura hidden in him.

At this time, Qin Xiaotian turned around, looked at the boat slowly moving in the middle of the river, and sighed: "We have been fooled, I am afraid that the people on the boat will be killed by him." ”

"I think so!" the monk slapped his thigh, jumped up in anger, and followed behind Qin Xiaotian with some frustration.

This is the most remote village of the Wind Demon Relics, with low stone houses, dilapidated, and more than a hundred families sitting scattered. As they walked along the damp stone path, several old men in tattered clothes with small children, hunched over, walked towards them, and the suffocating musty smell emanated from all around, and Qin Xiaotian almost held his breath.

Seeing that Qin Xiaotian was well-dressed, the old man couldn't help but look at it a few more times, but with a few smiles on his face, Qin Xiaotian also looked at each other and smiled, and walked towards the end of the alley.

(To be continued.) )