The secret passage in the sky closed again after the snake left. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Jian Chen held the porcelain vase of the Awakening Pill in his hand, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The light in his eyes flickered, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the mountain destroyer wolf seriously.

"Brother wolf, you take this. ”

The porcelain vase and parchment scroll were stuffed into the hands of the mountain destroyer.

"Just now, the snake said that the people who refine the Awakening Pill are all ordinary medicinal materials......"

As he spoke, he took the ten silver tickets from An An's hand, stuffed them into the hand of the mountain destroyer, and continued: "There is some silver here, I want to come and have enough for you to buy medicinal materials." ”

The mountain destroyer wolf was a little stunned, and couldn't help but look down at the things in his hand, and said suspiciously: "Sword Shaoxia, ...... you are?"

Jian Chen shook his head and sighed: "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been taken away by the snake that day, and speaking of which, it caused you to become like this...... It's me!"

"How can I blame you for this!"

The mountain destroyer wolf was still stunned, and the wind wolf was anxious, and interjected from the side: "Our seven brothers don't know what to do, and they covet the wealth promised by Xiongwu City, which is also the result of our own blame, and we can't complain about others." ”

The blame for taking the four words from himself made each of the seven wolves hang their heads, and their faces were full of shame.

Jian Chen let out another long sigh and said, "No matter what, you guys go, take the silver and the prescription, it's best not to be discovered by the people of Xiongwu City again." ”

"Fool, you ......"

An An hesitated and screamed, but after looking at the seven wolves of Lingshan, he bit his lip again and swallowed back the words that followed.

But he didn't want to, the seven wolves glanced at each other, and the mountain destroyer wolf gritted his teeth violently, and returned the medicine bottle that Jian Chen had stuffed into his hand.

"Seven, you are ......"

Jian Chen was stunned and puzzled.

"Sword Young Man Gao Yi!"

The mountain destroyer wolf solemnly arched his hand and said: "The seven of us are the muddy people on the rivers and lakes, and what we do every day is a messy thing of fighting and killing, this kind of day is ......."

He glanced back at his six brothers and exclaimed, "We've had enough!"

"It's better to do something big with the sword boy! Even if you die, you have no regrets in this life!"

"Yes!"

The Wind Wolf suddenly became excited, and said to Jian Chen: "Sword Young Hero, no matter what you want to do when you borrow troops from Xiongwu City, count us as seven wolves!"

"Although we can't do martial arts, we can die anyway!"

"You ......"

Jian Chen was stunned for a long time, a little speechless.

Instead, An An took his hand again, squeezed it, and said, "Let them go with us, otherwise if they are called back by their father again, it will really be better to live than to die." ”

The method of controlling the seven wolves in Lingshan is on the parchment scroll, and there is also it in Xiongwu City, An Botian handed over the seven wolves to Jian Chen, if he let go of the seven people instead, with the power of Xiongwu City, it is not too difficult to find these seven people again.

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At the same time, Shomuro Yamashita.

Chen Yifeng maintained his usual icy cold face and slowly walked along the stream at the foot of Shaomu Mountain.

Zen Master Pudu saw his death under the sword of Wu Yuan Daoren in front of him, although he also severely injured Wu Yuan Daoren later, causing him to finally fall into the hands of the Broken Sword Alliance, but the guilt in his heart could not be relieved.

He didn't leave Shushan much, so he didn't have many friends in the rivers and lakes.

Puji counts as one, but Wu Yuan also counts as one.

Unfortunately, both of them died, and even Puji's senior brother Pudu died in front of him.

Under the depression in his heart, he accompanied the Shaolin monks to escort the body of Pudu Zen Master back to Shaolin, and after taking care of Pudu's funeral, he also lived in Shaolin Temple for two months to relieve the boredom in his heart.

Living in Shaolin, it was originally a place to covet the Shaolin Temple is a pure heart of the Buddhists, but I don't want Shaolin to have undergone sudden changes in the past year, and the monks in the temple have passed away one after another, and it is also a time of gloom and gloom, and the depression in the heart has not only not been resolved, but has a more and more serious trend.

Not only that, because of the sudden appearance of the Blood Alliance, the people of the Broken Sword Alliance also came to the Shaolin Temple twice in three days to look for him, wanting to elect him as the new master of the Alliance.

This makes Chen Yifeng even more annoying, he is indifferent by nature, this time out of the mountain is just a matter of friends, now annoyed, simply waved his sleeves, out of Shaolin, and wanted to return to Shushan to hide quietly.

After walking for a long time, he saw that the mountain was gradually flattening and was about to get out of the range of Shaomuro Mountain, so he stopped.

Squatting by the stream, he took two sips of a handful of cool streams, stood up again, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve at will, his cold face was even more cold, and suddenly said to himself:

"After following all the way, why don't you come over and drink some water to relieve fatigue?"

When the words fell, the temperature around him seemed to drop a few points with each word he spoke, and when he finished speaking, Chen Yifeng was as cold as a harsh winter within a radius of two zhang.

"The old man has never drunk water, don't you know?"

There was no one around, but as Chen Yifeng said a word, in the woods behind him, someone really responded coldly.

The leaves rustled, and a misty figure of cyan suddenly appeared in the forest.

In the next moment, this green shadow was just floating, and it was already standing two feet away from Chen Yifeng.

Green shirt, ghost head!

"And what do you drink?"

Chen Yifeng's figure did not move, as if he was enjoying the beautiful scenery in the stream, and asked coldly.

"Blood, the more the blood of a person like you who has cultivated to a high level, the better it will taste. ”

The ugly voice of the Qingshou Ghost King, like sawing wood, is a little erratic, and in broad daylight, it reminds people of the fierce and brutal underground ghosts.

"Oh?"

Chen Yifeng turned around slowly, his cold gaze skimmed at the Qingshou Ghost King, and said indifferently: "You haven't opened a mouth on your ghost mask, even if there is blood, how can you drink it?"

The Qingshou Ghost King stretched out a palm, but he shook it gently, but there was a faint sound of wind and thunder from the palm of his hand, and said, "Who said that you must use your mouth to drink blood?"

"I don't know how much self-righteous blood I have drunk in this hand. ”

Chen Yifeng's cold face trembled slightly, and he said lightly: "Self-righteous people, including me?"

"It depends on how you do it. The Qingshou Ghost King put his right hand behind him again and said calmly.

Chen Yifeng said: "Then what do you want me to do?"

"Put down the blood sword, you go back to your Shu Mountain, even if we haven't seen it today. ”

The gaze behind the mask of the Qingshou Ghost King sank, falling from Chen Yifeng's face to his waist.

At the waist, there is a sword.

Chen Yifeng's sword is the Xuanbing Sword, but at this moment, in addition to the Xuanbing Sword, there is also one hanging on his waist.

A sword that was just wrapped in black cloth and wrapped tightly without a scabbard.

The blood sword, this is Chen Yifeng obtained from Wu Yuandao.

Chen Yifeng's hand patted the hilt of the sword wrapped in black cloth, and said thoughtfully, "You want it?"

"Not for it, but for ...... It's the old man's!"

Behind the Qingshou Ghost King, the sound of wind and thunder faintly rose.