After about half an hour, two big men with white cloth on their heads, wearing short beats, and green belts tied around their waists went up to Desheng Mountain, found a hiding place, and hid.

Chen Xiao looked at it and didn't care about them, Mao Eighteen Kung Fu is not weak, it shouldn't let them plot, this should be the group of salt lords who sent people to step on the idea to explore the way.

After another half hour or so, in the distance, a carriage slowly approached the victory mountain.

At this time, it was already the middle of the night, and there would be no one else here except Mao Shibai and Wei Xiaobao.

The two salt barons moved, looked carefully at the carriage, and discerned the figures inside.

The carriage stopped, and a bearded man got out of the carriage, followed by a teenager, Mao Shibai and Wei Xiaobao.

"Is this the fucking Victory Mountain?" Mao Eighteen looked at the small mound in front of him and snorted.

"Exactly," the coachman replied.

Wei Xiaobao also nodded in confirmation.

Mao Shibai looked at the coachman, took out a few copper coins, threw them to the coachman, and said, "You send this kid back."

The coachman should be.

Wei Xiaobao said: "I'll accompany you more, and I'll go to the market tomorrow morning to buy steamed buns for you."

"Do you really want to accompany me?" asked Mao Shiba.

"The eldest husband said a word, and the eight horses couldn't catch up," Wei Xiaobao patted his chest.

Mao 18 laughed and said to the coachman: "You go back" The coachman hurriedly drove away, this big man had a fierce face, and his body was full of blood, which was really terrifying.

Hideaways.

"These three people are rambling and endless, there is a lot of nonsense!" Xiao Zhengtai's thin voice sounded in his ears.

Chen Xiao was startled and whispered back: "Don't speak, be careful of being discovered by Mao Eighteen"

Xiao Zhengtai smiled proudly, then looked at Chen Xiao with disdain, and said: "This fairy child is called sound transmission into secret, how can ordinary people hear my voice" He didn't open his mouth when he spoke, but the smug demeanor was vividly presented in front of Chen Xiao, and there was no sense of disobedience with that voice.

Chen Xiao was embarrassed and didn't answer.

This kid really can't be looked at with common sense, after all, it fell from the sky, even a piece of is still fairy! It is estimated that no matter how powerful the martial arts master is, he can be crushed to death by his fingers.

"Two, don't hide, come out," Mao 18 suddenly shouted.

Wei Xiaobao was wondering Mao Eighteen's words, and two figures appeared from behind the big stone.

When the two saw Mao Eighteen, they didn't say a word, and fled into the distance.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhengtai was in a hurry and said, "Hurry up and stop it, they are going to call someone!"

Chen Xiao was not in a hurry or impatient, and said: "An, don't worry, that kid has a way"

Looking at the evil smile on Wei Xiaobao's face, Chen Xiao felt a lot more at ease.

"Oh, Brother Mao, why are you dead, wake up quickly!" Wei Xiaobao lay on Mao Shibai and cried.

"Hey, the black man is dead?"

"If you don't go back and take a look, if we can cut off his head and bring it back, we'll be the first to work!"

The two of them turned around and walked over.

Xiao Zhengtai was stunned and watched the two salt lords turn around and walk to Mao Eighteen's side.

"These two people are really stupid, and this IQ is only at the level of a three-year-old child......" Xiao Zhengtai did not hesitate to taunt him.

Chen Xiao rubbed his head, and his hairstyle was messy in an instant.

Immediately provoked Xiao Zhengtai to cast a resentful look.

"Die!" Mao Eighteen, who fell to the ground, broke out, the short knife flipped over, swept horizontally, and with a whoosh, a silver light flashed, and the two salt lords were wiped off their necks and fell to the ground, their eyes wide open, and they couldn't bat at death.

Mao Shibai smiled, walked to a big tree with the support of Wei Xiaobao, and sat down against it.

"You little devil is really clever and tight, and you cry like that. If it weren't for your crying, those two would really not dare to come. Mao 18 praised.

"It's not easy to pretend to cry, every time my mother beats me, before the whip hits my body, I am already crying to death, she whips down, and her strength is naturally lighter" Wei Xiaobao smiled.

"Hmph, it's just a bastard boy, just relying on some ghost tricks to fool people, and he has no real skills" In his ears, Xiao Zhengtai's sour voice came. Children compare with each other, and fairy children are no exception!

Chen Xiao smiled at Xiao Zhengtai with a flattering face, no way, who made him the boss. He also wants to get a 3,000-year-old peach to taste, and he can't do it without Xiao Zhengtai.

"The son of the Emperor of Heaven, of course, is mighty and extraordinary, and the heavens are martial arts" flattering words kept coming out of Chen Xiao's mouth.

Xiao Zhengtai looked satisfied, this sycophant obviously made him happy.

"Why did your mother beat you?" asked Mao 18.

"That's not necessarily, sometimes I steal her money, and sometimes I play tricks on Mrs. Min and Uncle You in the courtyard for me"

Mao Shibai and Wei Xiaobao bragged about the bull comparison again, Chen Xiao was a little bored listening to it, and slowly became a little sleepy, looking down at Xiao Zhengtai, but he was already asleep.

Chen Xiao pursed his lips and smiled, took off his coat, draped it on his body, and soon the two fell asleep.

The two of Shi Song and the Heaven and Earth Society don't know when they will come yet, let's sleep first, anyway, once they fight, I should be able to hear it, and it's not too late to make a move.

Wei Xiaobao chatted with Mao 18 for a while, the two discussed, Wei Xiaobao went to the bottom of the mountain to buy breakfast and wine and meat, and Mao 18 waited in place.

He originally made an appointment with Wu Dapeng, the Moyun hand of the Heaven and Earth Society, and Tan, the king of the Shuangbi Mountain, to come here to discuss martial arts, the rules of the rivers and lakes, and before anyone arrived, he couldn't go first. Jianghu people attach the most importance to faithfulness, and if they don't talk about faithfulness, they will be ridiculed by the heroes of the world.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and there were some birds chirping all around, Chen Xiao woke up, and Xiao Zhengtai was still asleep.

On the other side, Mao 18 was meditating on the ground, Wei Xiaobao hadn't come back yet, Chen Xiao wasn't too worried, he knew that Wei Xiaobao had gone down the mountain to buy breakfast.

Not long after, a thin figure appeared in the distance, and Wei Xiaobao walked up slowly with a large cloth bag on his back.

He took out all the things and laid them out on the ground, including wine, meat, and steamed buns. Of course, Mao Shibai didn't pay attention to Chen Xiao but could see clearly, he secretly hid a bag of lime powder in his sleeve.

The two were joking, and Wei Xiaobao took a sip of wine angrily and was choked.

Mao Shibai smiled: "The little hero hasn't learned the ability to drink yet." ”

The voice fell. A clear voice came from afar: "Eighteen brothers, don't come unharmed?"

Mao Shibai responded loudly: "Brother Wu, Brother Wang, you two are also very healthy!"

Chen Xiao's eyes must have looked towards the place where the sound came from, and the two of them were walking briskly on the road in the distance, and they arrived in front of him in an instant.

One of the people who came was an old man, with a white beard and a red face, without the slightest wrinkle. The other was a middle-aged man, short and stocky, with a braid hanging from the back of his head.

This is Chen Xiao's first reaction when he sees the old man, this old man's strength is even stronger than Zhi Mao Eighteen, and he can almost compare with him!

It's no wonder that Chen Xiao was surprised, you must know that what he cultivated was the Dugu Nine Swords, one of the few swordsmanship in the world! Ling Hu Chong cultivated this swordsmanship, and without internal strength, he blinded the sixteen eyes of eight first-class masters with one sword!

Of course, Chen Xiao's swordsmanship realm was far inferior to that of the great disciples of the Huashan faction.

The three of them were polite for a while, Mao Shibai deserved to be a good brother in China, in order to increase Wei Xiaobao's face, he blew for Wei Xiaobao for Wu and Wang, and gave him the nickname of "Little White Dragon", making Wei Xiaobao so beautiful that he didn't want it.

"Look at his sassiness, the little master really can't get used to it!" Xiao Zhengtai was thinking in pieces again: "Niu Bi is blowing too much, those two fools actually believe it! Why stay underwater for three days and three nights, eat fish and shrimp raw, and your face doesn't change color, I'm sorry!"

Chen Xiao listened from the sidelines, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face. A child's comparison heart is really comparable to a woman's jealousy......

At this moment when the two were gossiping, on the other side, Mao Shibai had already exchanged hands with the other party.

The one who got started was the old man named Mo Yunshou Wu Dapeng, he had all his kung fu in his palms, and he didn't use weapons to fight with Mao Shiba, but this old man's strength was indeed extremely strong, and Chen Xiao thought to himself that the victory or defeat against this old man was more than four or six, and he might win sixty percent.

After all, it was the strength of the Dugu Nine Swords, which made him always have an advantage in the face of these second- and third-rate figures in the rivers and lakes.

Just like Mao Shiba, his internal strength is not weaker than Chen Xiao, or even stronger, but he is not an opponent against Chen Xiao, and the reason is at the level of kung fu. The Five Tigers Broken Door Knife faced Dugu Nine Swords, and they definitely rushed to Grandma's house.

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