Chapter 211 must be said goodbye in the end

Nodding, the person who was called a senior brother by the tall and thin young man nodded, there was still a trace of doubt in his eyes, and said secretly: "Could it be that the recent preparation to attack the Fei Bo Sect made me suspicious?"

So he stopped thinking about it, and jumped up and flew straight into the sky.

At the same time, Fang Wenyuan in the carriage also put down the wine jug in his hand and lay down on the futon relaxedly.

He had been on guard against the two disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, and his divine sense was closely watching, if these two disciples dared to mess around, then the time of death for these two would also come.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan's physical body had been tempered by the dragon pattern bone refining, and it was already comparable to the middle stage of Jindan.

In the ten years of Longshou Peak, he not only cultivated his physical body, but also tempered his divine sense. The dragon vein escaped distractedly, and almost all of them were devoured by him with the Soul Devouring Technique.

This is also the reason why Yue Li Zhenren asked him to guard the Dragon Head Peak.

Consciousness is like water, and the physical body is a container, and the container can carry as much water as it is. And Fang Wenyuan is an exception, there are immortal souls guarding the sea of knowledge, and his physical body is improved. Therefore, at this moment, his divine consciousness has reached the late stage of Jindan.

With such a divine sense, once the Divine Enhancement Technique is cast, Mo said that these two Qi refining disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, even if they are a foundation building cultivator, can kill them in an instant.

Moreover, these two disciples of the Blood Demon Sect only had a perfect cultivation of qi refining, and even flying was with the help of spiritual weapons.

However, Fang Wenyuan didn't kill them, not because Fang Wenyuan was unwilling. With these evil sect disciples, invading the Feibo Sect, Fang Wenyuan said that he would see one and kill the other.

The reason why he didn't kill was because since Fang Wen came out of the Feibo Sect, he had felt several Jindan monks, and if he rashly killed people at this moment, it would only arouse their suspicions, and I was afraid that he would be caught on fire at that time.

What's more, now he is mainly looking for Su Yu and his party.

Old man Dong was still humming a little song, completely unaware that a moment would decide the life and death of two people.

A golden light gradually appeared in the sky, and dawn quietly appeared.

Did the old man Dong raise his horsewhip and urge the horses forward, while he squinted his eyes and wandered between half awake and half asleep.

Strange to say, the horses of this old carriage were not young, but after a night of travel, they were still full of energy and did not show any fatigue.

Old man Dong drove all the way, and he was also tired, so he didn't care about it at all.

All the way to noon, Old Man Dong suddenly woke up from his dream, his stomach growled, and he said to Fang Wenyuan in the car: "Young Master Fang, stop and rest, eat some dry food to hurry!"

The response is still the same sentence: "Uncle Dong can make his own decisions!"

Old man Dong didn't see outside, and when he heard the words, he agreed, and began to busy grazing the horses. Seeing the horse's energetic appearance, Old Man Dong was shocked and hurriedly looked around.

There was a strange realm in front of him, but for some reason, Old Man Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered: "Old man, I almost scared the little old man to death, and I thought that when I was napping, you didn't walk!"

It's also strange to say, usually let you pull a cart of firewood and walk three miles, and you will be too tired. What's wrong with you today? After a night of walking, you're still in good spirits!"

It's a pity that this horse can't hear Old Man Dong's words, if it can understand, it will definitely answer Old Man Dong: "Old man, this person you pulled is not an ordinary person!"

At this time, Fang Wenyuan got out of the car, looked at the busy back of Old Man Dong, and smiled lightly.

Although the sky was bright, there was still a bitter cold wind, and a fallen leaf fell from the branches, and the autumn color was high.

Seeing that Fang Wenyuan got out of the car, Old Man Dong immediately picked up some firewood, and then set up a simple small stove, and the dry food from the bar was boiled with clean water, and some wine was bold, and it was scalded on it.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan's storage bag flashed with a burst of light, and it was fleeting, and the old man Dong thought that he was dazzled again, so he didn't care.

A cat meow caught his attention, and when he turned his head to look, he found that Fang Wenyuan had an extra cat on his shoulder, as well as a fox that had always been small.

The two little animals stayed on Fang Wenyuan's body so quietly, Old Man Dong was stunned, and his head couldn't turn for a while, and he was amazed.

What made Fang Wenyuan different was that this old man Dong was actually able to see the eight-tailed cat. Later, he learned that the eight-tailed cat was mysterious, and that if it didn't want the monk to see it, no monk wouldn't be able to see it. But nothing is absolute, and the monk can't see it, but mortals can, but they can't see its extra seven tails.

After the eight-tailed cat came out, he immediately stretched his waist and shouted at the sky: "Brother Nine has finally come out, this stinky boy is so unkind, he trapped me in a storage bag and didn't see the light of day!"

After that, he pointed at Fang Wenyuan's nose and roared angrily: "You stinky boy, if you treat Brother Jiu like this, you will definitely thunder and thunder!"

The eight-tailed cat roared for a while, Fang Wenyuan had expected it, so when it roared, Fang Wenyuan had already secretly laid out a soundproofing spell. If not, this old man Dong must not be scared to death.

Compared with the clamor and roar of the eight-tailed cat, the little fox seems much quieter.

Seeing the little fox, Fang Wenyuan felt a complication in his heart, the white fox's entanglement with him was not clear, but at least now it seemed that it was more than a favor, and he entrusted the little fox to him.

Whether it was guilt or what, Fang Wenyuan couldn't tell the difference. He only knew that after the little fox followed him, he almost never took care of it, but the eight-tailed cat didn't know why, and took great care of the little fox, which made Fang Wenyuan feel a lot more relieved.

After a short silence, the little fox weakly raised his head to look at Fang Wenyuan, and when his eyes met, he quickly retracted.

The eight-tailed cat ignored Fang Wenyuan, and when he saw the fire made by Old Man Dong, his eyes shone brightly, and he ran into the jungle with the little fox.

After a while, he returned with a rabbit in his mouth.

In this regard, Fang Wenyuan has long been surprised. But it scared the old man Dong a lot, and Fang Wenyuan spoke roundly, saying: "This cat was adopted by me, and I like to eat barbecue meat on weekdays.

I don't know what's wrong with this cat, it actually preys on itself and then brings it back for me to bake for it!"

As soon as these words came out, Old Man Dong's eyes lit up, staring at the eight-tailed cat, and he didn't move his eyes. The eight-tailed cat, who has always been not afraid of the sky and the earth, actually coaxed and dodged.

In the middle of the sound, Old Man Dong's words almost made the eight-tailed cat go berserk, making Fang Wenyuan laugh to death. I only heard Old Man Dong say: "This cat is really psychic, and the little old man is also envious."

The little old man had an idea, if this cat gave birth, could a little old man keep one!"

"Poof~" Fang Wenyuan squirted out a sip of wine, looking extremely embarrassed.

The eight-tailed cat's whole body was full of hair, and there were bursts of threatening sounds in his throat, but because of Fang Wenyuan's affection, he didn't dare to make a move.

Old man Dong also realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he picked up the hare that the eight-tailed cat had brought back and began to peel, clean, and bake.

The moment the smell of meat spread, the eight-tailed cat suddenly became a lot more harmonious.

After seven days of walking along the way, the eight-tailed cat would always take the little fox out to hunt from time to time, and let the old man Dong bake it after coming back, which seemed to have become a habit, and the old man Dong was not surprised.

On this day, the eight-tailed cat went out to hunt as usual, and because of its large appetite, each time it preyed on the prey that came back, it was bigger than the other.

This time, he dragged a bison back, which made Old Man Dong tired enough. It also changed Old Man Dong's sense of the eight-tailed cat, and there was an inexplicable fear in his eyes when he looked at it.

In the past few days, Fang Wenyuan has been paying attention to the sky.

There were already dozens of waves of Evil Sect monks passing over their heads, but since they changed direction the day before yesterday and started to move southwest, the figure of these Evil Sect monks had decreased a lot.

During this period of time, Old Man Dong ate the meat from the eight-tailed cats every time, and became oily, although he was a little tired from traveling and traveling, he also seemed a lot more energetic.

On this day, Fang Wenyuan paid another car fee, and then left alone. secretly left a spirit stone for Old Man Dong.

Only the old man Dong was left alone, with a car and a horse to watch, seventy years is the age when he has seen the warmth and coldness of the world, but at this time, he is full of tears.

I have to say that this old man Dong and his wife reminded Fang Wenyuan of the equally kind Feng Yao, as well as her daughter Tongtong. That is the kindness of giving a steamed bun in Luyangfang City.

I think that at the beginning, Fang Wenyuan had promised Tongtong that he would have time to go back to see her.

Bidding farewell to Old Man Dong, Fang Wenyuan headed all the way to the southwest, and he deviated from the road to Feimen Gorge.

Feimenxia naturally wanted to go, but he wanted to go back to his hometown first, and once he came to see his hometown, he would determine the cause and effect. I came here to take something.

By the way, I passed by Luyangfang City to see if Tongtong's family was okay back then.

The journey has already been planned, and Fang Wenyuan is not delayed. If you get out of the direction due south, the probability of encountering the evil sect will be greatly reduced, so you simply don't care about anything anymore and gallop away.

After three days of galloping, I finally arrived at Luyang City

Luyangfang City is in this Luyang City, and Luyang City is a mortal city, and the Tongtong family is in this city.

Walking in the city, this lively scene is like yesterday. The banners of the liquor shops and the cries of the vendors are all very lively. The bustling crowd moved forward one after another.

Fang Wenyuan, on the other hand, was a little strange, and said secretly: "When did this Luyang City become so lively?"

So he spread out his consciousness and listened to the discussion of the people.

Soon, Fang Wenyuan knew what was going on. It turned out that the people of the city lord's mansion added Ding to the city lord and celebrated the city.

I heard that the city lord was originally a scholar living on the streets, and was finally rescued by a rich and noble family, and then went to Beijing to take the exam, and finally returned to his hometown in the first place, in order to repay his kindness and the person he rescued at the beginning.

What's more, he has long been in love with the young lady of that family, but because of the disparity in status, after becoming the city lord, he talked about this wish.

The story of this city lord can be regarded as a good story in this Luyang City.

What Fang Wenyuan noticed the most was that this city lord's wife was surnamed Feng!