The next day, the pear blossom tree was full of people, looking in amazement at the two people hanging from the tree, naked, wearing only underwear, pointing fingers and talking about it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Cattle thieves, so they're thieves, folks, call me. ”

After reading the note full of words hanging on the necks of the two people, I don't know who shouted, the angry people moved together, countless rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, wrapped in stones, and bricks greeted Zhou Butong and Li Moyan who had just woken up like a storm.

"Poof" "Poof" "Poof"

The rotten egg hit both of them, bursting, and the yolk splattered.

The rotten vegetable leaves carried a foul smell and stuck to the bodies and faces of the two of them.

The stones and bricks flew like locusts, and the two people who beat them cried and shouted like wolves.

Under the bombardment of the wheel, the heads of the two people on the tree were all blue swollen, their bodies were bruised, their faces were swollen, and they passed out again.

Half an hour later, the guys on the crowd were finished, and they picked up some clods of dirt and smashed them.

Until it dispersed, he was still angry, a lump of thick phlegm, and saliva flew up, and then he left.

For a moment, there was no one under the old pear tree.

Not long after, a big fat man in a black robe with a face covered came from a small road. When I came to the bottom of the tree, I saw the two people hanging on it with blurred flesh and blood, and my body couldn't help shaking.

"Looking at it like this, they should have failed, the thing didn't work out, but they were arrested. The fat man thought to himself.

"Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Li. ”

Under the big tree, the fat man cried softly.

After shouting for a long time, the two people swaying in the tree were as if they were dead, and there was no reaction.

"Did you be killed? The big fat man tensed.

At that moment, one of them moved, letting out a burst of staccato laughter.

"Mere mortals, but I got it. ”

Zhou Butong laughed, his puffy face was yellow and green, and he raised his head and looked at the big fat man standing on the ground.

"It turns out that my brother is not dead, so I will let you down. ”

The fat man took out a half-foot-long short sword from his bosom, stepped forward, and with a sword cut the rope tied to the end of the stone in two.

The rope broke, Zhou Butong fell straight down, and the fat man hurriedly ran over, stretched out his hand to catch him, and put him on the ground.

Then he walked over and cut another rope and put down Li Moyan, who was still unconscious.

"Dare to treat the disciples of the Laoshan Sect like this, see how I clean you up. Zhou Butong snorted, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and a trace of hideousness appeared on his blue and white face.

"We were turned over and humiliated by them, how can we swallow this evil breath. Li Moyan on the side woke up slowly, let out a sigh, tried to open his puffy eyes, and said in a low voice.

He was hit by Wang Xiaoyu's sword and almost met the king of Hades, until now, the true qi in his body has been blocked and cannot be condensed, like a waste person.

He was beaten by the villagers again and almost killed, and this breath must come out no matter what.

What he never expected was that his life was picked up.

Wang Xiaoyu's swordsmanship was still in the imitation stage, and he had never understood its essence, which made him turn around from the ghost gate and come back.

If Wang Xiaoyu truly comprehended the essence of swordsmanship, one finger would kill him.

Moreover, the cultivation is also incomparable to the two of them.

Although the two of them are the disciples of Sun Wuregret, the sixth elder of the Laoshan Sect, how can the cultivation of the human realm beat Wang Xiaoyu of the scattered human realm.

At a lower level, it is normal to be abused.

Although Wang Xiaoyu mastered entry-level crude spells, with the continuous support of the true qi in his body, the power generated was also amazing.

Stonefall and Firebird are both entry-level spells and belong to the same level.

Due to the scarcity of true qi in his body, he was unable to urge the huge power of falling rocks, and Zhou Butong lost to Wang Xiaoyu.

Although Li Moyan is a golden spirit root, he has been cultivating for many years, and his body protection true qi has not yet been cultivated, so he cannot practice metallic spells. In desperation, Gongsun taught him a set of stick techniques without regrets.

Although the stick method is brave, after all, it is an outer kung fu, and in front of the true qi shield, it still falls behind.

The fat man couldn't help frowning as he watched the two gritting their teeth. I secretly thought, this is what you brought on yourself, and I told you at the beginning that the person who planted the aura flower tree was not an ordinary person. If you don't listen, you have to boast in front of the elders, saying that there is a way to take their family up the mountain and plant spiritual energy flowers and trees for the sect. “

Although I thought this in my heart, there was still a look of concern on my face.

"The two senior brothers are injured like this, why don't you go back to Laoshan to recuperate first, and talk about other things after the injury is healed. ”

"Okay, let's go. ”

Zhou Butong nodded, wiped the egg yolk stuck to his face with his hand, and vomited nauseously.

Looking back, Li Moyan is the same.

The fat man took out three rune papers from his arms, took one for himself, and divided the other two to the two, and the three of them crushed the rune paper at the same time, and three cyan rays of light rose up, enveloping the three people, and in an instant, the ground was empty.

In the afternoon, the students of the Zhang family walked out of the school in twos and threes, said hello to each other, and went home.

"Xiaoyu, I heard that your family caught two thieves, take me to see how it is. “

At the door of the school, Zi Yi walked over, patted Wang Xiaoyu's shoulder, and said with a smile.

In these days of school, Zishan would approach Wang Xiaoyu intentionally or unintentionally, pretending to ask for the interpretation of some poems.

But Wang Xiaoyu knew that these were just his excuses.

The purple shirt is very smart, he never forgets to read books, and his academic performance has already reached a precedent in this group, even if there are difficult poems, Zhang Fuzi will note the interpretation as soon as possible.

Wang Xiaoyu knew that he was cheating, but he didn't expose it, and sometimes he made some mischievous interpretations, making the purple shirt laugh.

Wang Xiaoyu was puzzled that the purple shirt's every move was very similar to a woman in purple, if she wore women's clothes, she would be like a person.

But whenever he was asked if he was a woman in purple, the purple shirt either pretended to be deaf and dumb, or cleverly diverted the topic.

What makes Wang Xiaoyu even more puzzled is that Master Zhang seems to have an unusual relationship with Zishan, not only personally tutoring him in class, but also speaking to him in a very cordial tone.

Wang Xiaoyu didn't know anything about the origin of the purple shirt, but with his keen sense, he couldn't feel half of the malice.

Close is close, what's the harm of having one more friend, and I don't hate him.

"Hanging from the old pear tree not far ahead, I thought about it all morning, and planned to let them go. Wang Xiaoyu quickened his pace and walked forward.

"Why let it go so quickly, it doesn't matter if you hang it for a few more days. Purple Shirt said on the side.

"They are monks of the Laoshan Sect, if the true identity of the villagers is known, I am afraid that their faces will not be able to hang up. Maybe it will make the villagers saddled with murder.

One of them had his arm gone, and the other was seriously wounded.

Everything is done in moderation, and the punishment of one day and one night is enough. Wang Xiaoyu quickened his steps and said.

"You have a good heart, since they are monks, how did you catch them? Do you also know Taoism?" Looking at Wang Xiaoyu, the purple shirt said with a smile.