"K-"

With a piercing sharp sound, the four nodes on the other side of the rope bridge were broken at the same time.

The four chains sank into the river in an instant, and the crocodile rolled out.

Wan Guchou was in the middle of the river, and his body fell rapidly, but the rope bridge under his feet was broken, and there was no place to stay.

Shen Zhuoyu's heart sank, and he sighed in his heart: "I didn't expect that I still fed the crocodile after all......"

At this moment, there was a sudden shout from the other side: "Master!"

Shen Zhuoyu couldn't care about this, and the blood all over his body seemed to have congealed.

There was no suspense between the two of them, and they were about to fall into the river, and Shen Zhuoyu seemed to have seen countless bloody mouths coming towards him.

But Wan Gu Chou clearly sneered, and a strange scene happened.

I saw that he was on tiptoe, and with a light touch with the turbulent water, the fall suddenly stopped.

The Tengyun ladder behind him fell into the river at this time, setting off a huge splash.

Wan Gu Chou was a little bit more at his feet, and from between the splashes, several river crocodiles jumped up after him, and their three-foot-long mouths almost bit his ankles.

But he was so bold that not only did he not hide, but stepped on the tip of the crocodile's nose.

"Poof—"

As soon as there was a crisp sound, the river crocodile burst from the tip of its nose to the entire skull.

The blood spread, and countless river crocodiles were stimulated, and they immediately fell into madness, and they actually swarmed up, tearing their kind to pieces in an instant!

Shen Zhuoyu's heart was cold, but Wan Gu Chou was indifferent, and with the power of recoil, his body suddenly rose and floated forward several feet.

Until the strength was exhausted, the two fell again, but he was not in a hurry, he still stepped on one foot, and another river crocodile was killed, and he was a few feet closer to the opposite bank.

Shen Zhuoyu's heart hung in the air, cold sweat kept breaking, when he saw Boss Hu stepping on the iron rope to cross the river, although he felt thrilling, but after all, he had never tried it himself.

This time it was completely different, not only was it immersive, but what was even worse was that it was actually crossing the river by stepping on a crocodile.

Shen Zhuoyu's three souls and six spirits didn't know where they flew for a long time, and they only felt that Wan Guchou's actions were no longer mortals.

Wan Gu Chou repeated the same trick, like a water bird, a few ups and downs, already approaching the opposite shore.

Liu Gou'er was dumbfounded, pinched his arm hard, and couldn't help screaming, only then did he confirm that he was not dreaming.

Seeing that the gray spot was getting closer and closer, Liu Gou'er was extremely frightened, and hurriedly said to Si Xingfang: "Elder Si! That guy is not a human!

In a hurry, he just wanted to stop the ghost as soon as possible, and he couldn't care why He Sixingfang shouted "Master".

Before the words fell, the gray shadow let out a long roar, and the volley crossed three feet away and fell from the sky.

A group of black-robed warriors exclaimed, Liu Gou'er sat down on the ground, turned his eyes to look at Si Xingfang, and was startled again.

Si Xingfang seemed to have exhausted all the strength of his body, his knees weakened, he knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the gray-robed old man, his face couldn't distinguish tears and snot, and he said in a trembling voice: "The apprentice is not filial, and he almost hurt the master...... I almost hurt Master......"

This sound is real, and he did not use internal force to protect his forehead, but after going down a few times, his skin has already opened and his blood has flowed.

Wan Gu Chou turned a blind eye, snorted coldly, put Shen Zhuoyu down, and sneered: "The old man can't afford it, Elder Si, let's get up!"

When Si Xingfang heard this, his heart became more and more uncomfortable, he kowtowed, and said miserably: "The apprentice doesn't know that the master is here, if it is ......"

Wan Gu Chou flicked his sleeves and interrupted: "Needless to say, the old man is not your master, you break the bridge to block the enemy, and you are also fulfilling your duties, which is reasonable!"

When Si Xingfang heard the words "not your master", his mind was blank, he was adopted by Wan Gu Chou when he was a child, and he had no relatives and no reason, and he had long regarded Wan Gu Chou as his own father.

Since Wan Gu Chou ran away inexplicably, thirty years of flowing water have passed slowly, and he didn't think that as soon as they met, he almost killed his teacher with his own hands.

Si Xingfang regretted in his heart: "Master must be angry with me for breaking the bridge, so I said this, I must admit my mistake and ask Master for forgiveness......" Thinking like this, he worked harder and harder.

He was already disheveled, but now his face was covered with blood, and he was really no different from a ghost.

Wan Gu Chou listened to the tom sound for a long time, and finally a trace of unbearability flowed between his eyebrows, but for some reason, he didn't stop it.

I don't know how long it took to knock, Si Xingfang only felt dizzy, his body shook a few times, and he almost fainted, but he clenched his teeth and pushed through.

When Shen Zhuoyu saw it, he sighed secretly, and thought: Although this practice is hateful, this respect for the teacher is really admirable...... After all, he is also a poor man, hey, if he continues to knock like this, no matter how high his martial arts are, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear it......

Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at Wan Gu Chou, and vaguely saw the unbearability between his eyebrows, and seemed to have guessed something in his heart.

At the moment, he grinned and said: "Senior Wan, let's get out of here quickly, if Fang La catches up, it will inevitably take some effort to send him away!"

What he said is really nonsense, you have to know that the rope bridge has been broken, regardless of whether Fang La will catch up, even if he really chases, is it like eternal sorrow, stepping on a crocodile to cross the river?

Wan Guchou glanced at him, but saw that Shen Zhuoyu's eyes were clear, and he was also looking at himself, and his heart couldn't help but move: This little doll, did she see the old man's thoughts?

His face remained silent, and he muttered: "That's it, the old man still has important matters, don't be entangled anymore!"

The inner strength was long, burrowing into the body, the forehead was refreshed, and the feeling of dizziness disappeared.

The priest said: Since the master helped me up, he must have forgiven me!

He was immediately overjoyed, wiped his face, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master! When did Master come, why didn't you tell the apprentice?"

Shen Zhuoyu was amused when he saw him like this, who would have thought that such a gloomy Si Xingfang would smirk like a child.

Wan Guchou shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Where is the old man going, how can you find out?"

Si Xingfang nodded again and again, no matter what Wan Guchou said at this time, he felt very happy, even if what he said was wrong, it was also a wise saying.

Seeing that the two of them were relaxed, Shen Zhuoyu suddenly took a step forward and said with a smile: "Senior Wan, the hour is not early, let's go!"

For some reason, he was so anxious that he wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, and where he would go after that...... Continue south, looking for Li Gang's father and daughter? or ...... He didn't know.

It wasn't until this moment that the priest realized that the person who spoke was actually the little ghost.

It's just that at first glance, his temperament has changed a lot, and if he doesn't take a closer look, he really wants to get through the trick.

He has always had a strange temper and rarely treats people with him, but now, this kid is making noise there again and again, why is Master not angry at all?

When he thought of this, he suddenly remembered his own situation: And I, if this kid hadn't spoken just now, wouldn't I have died here...... For a while, my heart was sour and bitter, jealous and angry.

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