Feng Chen continued: "If the Beggar Gang really gets this Nine Dragons Cloud Map, it can help Lord Yuan Chonghuan expel the Eight Banners disciples from the outer city of Ningyuan. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info, "But Elder Budai didn't think so, but said coldly: "I am bound to win the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, and the Nine Cloud Atlas will eventually return to the hands of the beggars." Feng Chen sighed and said, "That Nine Clouds Map engraved with the Art of War was originally owned by Ziyang Hall, and now these gangs in the rivers and lakes are starting to rob like crazy. Elder Budai's face suddenly changed, and he said with a gloomy face: "Hurry up and ask the Dust Seal to go back and rest first, and when the white girl comes back, our beggar disciples will definitely not treat the two of you badly." At this time, Feng Chen's eyes were almost healed, but the traditional Chinese medicine he had taken in the past few days made his true qi in his body a little unstable, and his breath still needed to be regulated. I saw two beggar disciples walking out from behind the many beggar gang disciples, grabbing Feng Chen, and carrying him out of the house.

Elder Budai commanded, "Send the Dust Seal back to the chamber." The little disciples of the beggar gang also went out, and a little disciple who came outside to report the news said: "Elder Budai, it's not good! Lord Yuan Chonghuan has come to us!" Saying that, Elder Budai led the gang out together, Yuan Chonghuan was familiar with the terrain of Fengming Mountain, and easily found the way up the mountain, and then went straight to the main hall, Yuan Chonghuan saw Elder Budai and said first: "Hurry up and hand over the dust boy to me, how can you imprison him like this." Just as Elder Budai was about to explain, he heard a clear voice from outside the house: "Let's go! Seeing Feng Chen escorting the two beggars into the inner hall, Yuan Chonghuan found this tough and delicate little boy from a distance, walked up to him and said: "Presumably the son is the young man who is known as the dust-sealing young man who holds a blunt sword to resist the world's heroes!" Feng Chen nodded and said with a smile: "There are blunt swords, but I am not a young man, and I am also a newcomer to the rivers and lakes." Yuan Chonghuan smiled and said: "Childe is also modest, why do you need so many courtesies, I came down today to ask Childe something." Before the words fell, Feng Chen immediately said: "If Lord Yuan wants to know the secret of the Nine Dragons Cloud Map, I'm afraid it will take some time. If the fragments of the Nine Clouds Map are not complete, it will not be possible to display all the contents. Yuan Chonghuan then asked, "Then how can we collect other fragments?" Feng Chen walked to the middle of the lobby and said, "The other Nine Cloud Map fragments, as far as I know, are in the hands of the gang leaders of various gangs. A little beggar below began to shout: "You are talking nonsense! The Nine Cloud Atlas is not in the hands of the gang leaders of the various gangs, and our brothers have already searched around. Feng Chen looked indifferent, but Yuan Chonghuan was a little angry: "I don't know what explanation Elder Budai agreed with me? Although you have secretly helped me many times, you have sent someone to infiltrate my mansion to steal the Nine Clouds Map." What is the intention?" Elder Budai said with a smile, "It wasn't the disciples of this gang who stole the Nine Cloud Map in your mansion, it seems that there was a bit of a misunderstanding. It was the friend of this dust-sealed boy, Miss Bai Zhen's own thoughts. In this way, it made Yuan Chonghuan more aware of the hard work of the beggar gang over the years. Although Yuan Chonghuan has never been a soldier, he has come and gone freely in this Fengming Mountain.

I only heard someone outside the cottage shouting: "Bohai Shaohua Mansion Prince Mur came to visit the beggar gang Elder Budai." When Yuan Chonghuan walked into the courtyard, he suddenly saw a large group of people standing in the middle of Fengming Mountain. In the middle of the courtyard, there was only one person, who was holding a plate axe in his hand, waving it and preparing to smash it at Elder Budai, only to hear a 'click', a small table was thrown out by Elder Budai, and it was split in half in an instant. Moore laughed angrily: "You want to be on a par with me with your kung fu, I think you think you're thinking too much." Elder Budai shook his head angrily and shouted behind him, "Come on, set up a formation for me." 'Fight the vicious dogs. Saying that, the seven bald boys jumped to Feng Chen's side, and Feng Chen continued to smile at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't think he had put it here.

Although Elder Budai has profound internal strength, he can't resist the reckless Mur's anger, seeing that the formation is about to be chaotic, Feng Chen hurriedly pushed the other two little monks into the formation in public, deliberately disrupting Mur's anger's attack, although Yuan Chonghuan stood on one side, but half of his body didn't dare to move, the little beggar beside him, two people dragged his feet and neck, and two people hugged Mur's exaggerated waist. Yuan Chonghuan had never learned to march and set up a formation, but the ever-changing magic circle in front of him was about to consume all of Mu Er's internal strength, just when the big man was dizzy. A hand as cold as water appeared behind him, patted Mu Er's disgusted clothes and said, "Brother Mu is a little restless, and he will definitely drive this group of rabble out of Fengming Mountain without a stick of incense." Instead, Mu Eryi threw the cloud map in his arms into the hands of Murong Gongzi: "If I don't stretch my muscles today, brother, I don't know who obtained these Nine Dragons Cloud Maps to command the world in the future, then it will be too late, and now there are just some clues, I just think I should follow him, and if I can't go far, there will be people and news." Just thinking about it, Murong Gongzi said with a smile: "But it's okay! The Murong family occupies a piece of the world in the south of the Yangtze River, and if you get the Nine Dragons Cloud Map at this time, it will be just around the corner for the gangs in the north and south to unify the rivers and lakes." As he spoke, Murong Qinghe took out an iron fan from the belt of his clothes, and shook it slightly, and many beggar disciples with deep internal strength were shocked away, but Mu Er looked arrogant, and brandished the board axe and smashed it towards those little Taoist priests, looking at the few beggars in front of him, he had no choice but to retreat to the side, and the cloth bag elder took his weapon from his side, and said, "Let you see the real secret art of the beggar gang" Beat the dog,' and slammed it into the back of Moore's head, backbone, and inner thighs. If it weren't for the strength just right, I'm afraid that at this time, Mur's anger has become a waste, Mur's anger was stunned on the side or still did not give up, and he waved it with a plate axe, Feng Chen looked really unbearable, directly pulled out the blunt sword, and with a few clicks, the battle axe of Mur's anger was shot down to the ground, and when Mur was angry and picked up the plate axe in his hand again, he actually found that there were dense small silver spots on the blade of the axe. Murong Qinghe pushed away Mu Er's anger, laughed and scolded angrily: "I don't practice my kung fu well on weekdays, but today you jumped up and swung such a two-board axe, I also feel like a clown." It's a shame that your divine weapon doesn't even seal the blunt sword in the hand of the dust boy. Hearing Murong Gongzi say this, Mu Er also chuckled in his heart, and threw the axe in fright, although he was not proficient in swords and clubs, he was still dumbfounded by the blunt sword in Feng Chen's hand.