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The full moon hung high, in the dead of night, and Pentium was sitting cross-legged on the bed to practice. There was a banging knock on the door of the Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted, "Who is knocking on the door outside?" It is no wonder that he is so loud, according to the strength of his divine sense, the person who can knock on the door silently must be many, much stronger than him. The other party came here with a hidden breath, and I don't know what to do?

"It's me, Fan Tianlong, can I go in?" A low voice sounded, and the galloping brows frowned, it was him, what was he doing so late? No, this voice was only nine points, could it be someone else impersonating? He squinted his eyes, leaned against the window, and replied: "Senior, please come in, the door is not closed." ”

With a creak, the door opened, and a masked man in black walked in and closed the door.

"Who are you?" exclaimed Pentium, reaching out to open the window and jumping out. But the masked man in black was faster, grabbed his clothes and pulled him back into the room, and quickly hit the Guan Yuan acupoint in his abdomen, the trembling acupoint in his chest, and the Yintang acupoint between his eyebrows, and then turned away and disappeared into the moonlight.

Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his galloping mouth, and those three palms not only cracked his three acupuncture points, but also injured his internal organs and head, causing his qi and blood to be disordered, and there were some uncontrolled tendencies.

When he was about to sit down and use the Wanhua True Method to suppress his injuries, Fan Tianlong's scolding came: "Who is shouting loudly, don't you want to stay in the slave manor, get out of here?"

Pentium gritted his teeth and walked out of the room, looking at the visitor: "Senior, someone attacked me just now, so I just shouted a few times." ”

"Someone attacked you, so did you get hurt, does it matter?" Fan Tianlong looked at Pentium with concern, someone actually attacked the people in the slave manor under my nose, it seems that someone doesn't want me to live a stable life?

"My Guan Yuan acupoint, trembling acupoint and Yintang acupoint have been cracked, my internal organs are injured, and my qi and blood are unstable. Pentium coughed lightly, a mouthful of blood spurted forward, Fan Tianlong dodged lightly, and raised his eyebrows: "So serious? It seems that you can't be kept here?"

The galloping body shook, can't leave me, is this driving me away? He sneered in his heart, dragging his painful body to the stable. He knew he couldn't go far, he had to ride a horse. The man in black who had just attacked him might be waiting for him outside the slave manor, and with his own injuries, how could he escape from him without riding a horse?

When he came to the stable, he untied the reins of an ordinary horse, rode it out of the stable, and quickly headed towards the horse farm track outside the slave's manor, never looking back.

"Such a decisive man, he didn't pack his things. What kind of book is this, let me take a look at "Essay Record", is it really it?" Fan Tianlong looked at the book in his hand in surprise, feeling a little dreaming. He opened the first page and looked at it, but in an instant, the book in his hand disappeared without a trace.

"Alas, it seems that the legend is true, and those who are destined can only read what is written in the book, and those who are not destined can only look at the title of the book. He looked at Konglala's hands and was very disappointed, why didn't he have the opportunity to read the contents of the book?

The sound of horses' hooves sounded in the silence of the night, and the surroundings were so quiet that people felt frightening, and galloping felt that there were eyes staring at him behind him, no matter how fast the horses ran, they could not get rid of that feeling.

Looking at the surrounding scenes, the galloping moment felt like a man's back, the Fallen Dream Forest is not a good place, this is a place of death, the owner of this place, Yunmeng, is a female ghost, I don't know how many lonely ghosts and wild ghosts are gathered here?

Could it be that feeling is from a lonely ghost, thinking of this, a little cold sweat flowed down his face. He has already been severely injured and his vitality is greatly damaged, how can he be the opponent of these lonely souls and wild ghosts?

"Pentium, is that you?" A gentle voice sounded, Pentium's body trembled, but he didn't turn around, and asked slowly: "Uncle Xiang, I'm Pentium, why are you in the Dream Forest?"

"I'm not the only one, the people who listened to your sermon that day are all cultivating here. Why did you come here in such a panic, didn't you go to the Brilliant Auction House?" Xiang Bo slowly walked out of the shadows as he spoke, and there were a few figures that came out with him.

Galloping coughed twice, he endured the severe pain and got off the horse, sighed slightly, and slowly talked about his experience, from the brilliant auction house to the Taishan Academy, he was broken three acupuncture points, and he was kicked out of the slave manor.

"Hmph, it's too much deception, it's okay if you don't leave that kind of academy!" said a middle-aged man angrily, who knew that the seemingly high Taishan Academy was so dark inside, causing injuries without looking for the murderer, and even driving the victim away.

"Yan Xiang, don't say a word. Ben Teng, let's go to our residence first, how about recuperating from the injury?" Xiang Bo glanced at the middle-aged man, then turned his head to look at Ben Teng and said.

"It's good to be in charge of everything. Pentium nodded, he glanced at the middle-aged man, the other party was only twelve strong points when he forced himself to preach, and at this time he had already advanced to the first level of dantian, which made him feel a little envious in his heart.

Don't look at the twelve layers of strong acupoints are one step away from the dantian, but how many people just can't take that step, and they hate it for life. The difference in the strength of the two is even more heaven and earth, even the most ordinary dantian is not a strong acupoint twelve. Only a little demonic strong acupoint twelve, can escape from the most ordinary dantian heavy hands.

After half an hour's journey, everyone came to a valley shrouded in thick fog, which was the place where Xiang Bo and others lived. Pentium probed around with his divine sense, and found that there were simple wooden houses in the thick fog, and there were sitting figures in the wooden houses who were cultivating, and these figures were the people who forced him that day.

"Yan Xiang, take Pentium to a room to rest first, and let's go to check the safety around first. He looked around the valley and led the people into darkness.

"Uncle Yan, are there any enemies here?" Pentium looked at the few people who left, and his heart moved, not knowing what danger was here?

"It is a team of horse thieves of 10,000 people, they want to occupy this dream forest as their own territory, our two sides have fought several times, although they killed more than 800 horse thieves, but because the number is too small, they are finally outnumbered and retreat. Yan Xiang shook his head and continued: "The horse thief was originally just an ordinary person, who knew that there were cultivators in this team, and there were even cultivators in the dantian stage. ”

I see, Pentium nodded, if it was just that there were a large number of horse thieves, it would not be enough to kill Xiang Bo and the others, if there were corresponding cultivators, it would be another matter, and those with a small number would definitely have to retreat. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and his right hand turned into a palm and instantly slashed at the head of the horse beside him. Without a sound, the horse fell to the ground.

"Why did you kill it?" Yan Xiang looked at the horse that fell to the ground in puzzlement, what a good horse, why did you kill it?

"Its cry is a hidden danger for horse thieves. Pentium said softly, as easily as drinking water. Listening to Yan Xiang's ears, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, just because the horse could bark?

Don't blame me for being ruthless, I also want to live, galloping down and squatting down and reaching out to touch the horse's head with residual warmth, if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay the cause and effect I owe you in this life!

"Let's bury it and let it be buried in the ground. Yan Xiang looked at the gallop stroking the horse's head, maybe he also had hardships and remorse in his heart, right?

"Please Uncle Yan dig a pit, let's bury it!" galloping exhaled deeply and looked at the horse apologetically.

Yan Xiang came to a flat place, stomped his foot lightly and shook the dirt under his feet, he dug out a piece of dirt with a wave of his hand, signaling that Gallop could pull the horse over. Galloping endured the pain and pulled the horse into the pit and buried it with Yan Xiang.

"Will you erect a tombstone for it?" Yan Xiang asked.

"No, that's fine. Pentium shook his head slightly, rejecting his proposal.

Yan Xiang's face remained unchanged, but his heart was cold, was it to avoid leaving hidden dangers? Some cold sweat broke out in his palms, it was really time to make people change, and the kind people not long ago had become ruthless and ruthless killing teenagers at this time. Is it time that has changed the boy, or is the boy unable to withstand the changes of time?

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