Wu Dingtian, who was seriously injured, was not afraid of the attacks of the two, and closely guarded his senior brother Wu Qiutian, for him, Wu Qiutian was his sky.

One middle-aged man stopped Wu Dingtian, and the other went straight to Wu Qiutian, who was in the process of pranayama.

The old man in the Prime Minister's Mansion had already come to the outside of Xianmanlou at this time, but he did not choose to enter through the main entrance, but went up to the roof, taking advantage of the confrontation between the two parties to uncover the tiles and intend to have a look.

Before leaving, the old man thought that some demon path giant had come to Wuling City, but when he saw the two sides facing each other in the room, he was stunned, how could it be them?

Seeing that Wu Dingtian was fighting with the two Tsing Yi people, and Wu Dingtian still looked like he was overwhelmed, the old man stepped through the tiles very decisively and joined the battle group brazenly.

The thin palm was covered with green tendons, and he grabbed the hand of a man in Tsing Yi with lightning speed, moved his feet slightly, stepped on the instep of Wu Dingtian, and shouted with thunder in his mouth: "Stop!"

The man in Tsing Yi struggled, looked at it fixedly, and shouted in a panic: "Zai...!"

However, before he could speak, he was interrupted by the old man: "Shut up! Private fighting is forbidden in Wuling City, you two are treating my Nanchu law as a child's play!"

The man in Tsing Yi hurriedly explained: "My lord, it was this kid who cultivated in my Immortal Man Building, and his true qi leaked out, causing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to be disordered. Moreover, the anger in his exercises is too heavy, and my brothers are afraid of annoying other cultivators, and they are also afraid that this person is a person of the Demon Dao, so they rashly make a move. ”

Another Tsing Yi man also said that he was helping, meaning that he completely put the responsibility on Wu Qiutian and Wu Dingtian brothers.

Wu Dingtian endured the sharp pain in his chest and lower abdomen, and stared at the three of them. I lamented in my heart: Senior brother is really right, it is difficult to draw the skin and bones of a tiger, and I don't know the heart of a person, I thought that the old man was a good person in the afternoon, but I didn't expect him to be a good thing.

The old man didn't look at Wu Dingtian, stretched out his hand and swept the two people in Tsing Yi away, and walked to Wu Qiutian's side in a few steps. The old man imprinted his palm on Wu Qiutian's forehead, and a steady stream of true qi poured into Wu Qiutian's body through the Baihui acupoint above his head like a river bursting its embankment.

Wu Dingtian wanted to stop him, but he was suppressed by the old man's other hand and couldn't move.

The color of blood gradually faded, and Wu Qiutian showed his face again, but his face was three points paler than before.

Sensing that there was a breath outside, and it was not a domineering breath, Wu Qiutian knew that there must be someone above him to help him, and the soul suppression technique broke out, but he was barely able to protect his soul.

The pure aura made him very uncomfortable, and the witch breath in his body began to riot, but immediately a gentle force transformed that pure power into true qi that no longer contradicted each other.

The two breaths were intertwined with each other, forming a circuit in the dantian, so the blood color on his body would fade.

Slowly opened his eyes, and what greeted him was a pinch of white beard, which really startled him, and he instinctively leaned back, only then did he see what was in front of him.

After Wu Qiutian saw the old man's appearance clearly, he felt a little unbelievable, why did he appear here?

Wu Dingtian saw him wake up, and immediately ran over regardless of his injuries, and before he could speak, the old man pressed his shoulder: "Boy, if you continue like this, you will be abolished." ”

Then, Wu Dingtian was pressed in place by the old man so hard, and a small ball in the dantian began to become dozens of times faster with the old man's movements.

Wow, a foul smell came out, and Wu Dingtian spit out the black reverse blood that was stuffed in his chest, and the whole person looked a lot more relaxed.

Wu Qiutian stood up with a swish, held Wu Dingtian up, and said to the old man with an unkind face: "Do the seniors really have any intentions? Why do you follow my brothers wherever they go?"

The old man's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "If it weren't for the extreme disorder of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in Wuling City, you would have thought that the old man would have come to this kind of erosive place!"

Wu Dingtian saw that his senior brother had a tendency to break out, so he immediately quietly explained the process in his ear, and after listening to the explanation, Wu Qiutian's face eased slightly, and he arched his hand towards the old man: "The kid is reckless, I misunderstood the kindness of my seniors, and I ask my seniors to forgive me." It's just that my two brothers are forsaken people, and they don't dare to bother their predecessors to worry about it, and I ask my seniors not to waste their thoughts. ”

"It's good for young people to be arrogant, but it's not good for them to be too arrogant. The old man doesn't deliberately want to meddle with your affairs, it's just that in this Wuling City, the responsibility lies, otherwise, the old man will definitely not care about your life or death. The old man was furious and walked away.

After the old man left, Wu Qiutian looked inward again and found that the muscles and veins in his body had widened a lot, and the dantian was slightly painful, but it was stronger than before.

He knew that if it wasn't for the old man coming to the rescue, his dantian would most likely burst. But he didn't accept the old man's kindness, maybe it was because of his self-esteem from the witch family, or maybe he didn't want to owe too much favor to others, so he didn't accept the old man's kindness.

The old man's huge breath floated through Xianmanlou, and in the private room of the restaurant on the third floor, a smile on the corner of a young man in Tsing Yi froze instantly, and it was not until the strong breath left that he was a little glad to wipe the sweat on his face with the silk scarf of the extraordinary singing woman beside him.

In the same guest room, the two middle-aged people in Tsing Yi were pale, but the resentment was all aimed at the Wu Qiu Tian Wu Dingtian brothers, and the two of them couldn't afford to have any resentment towards the old man.

In the description of the junior brother, the two middle-aged men in Tsing Yi once intended to attack themselves, Wu Qiutian sneered, and said to Wu Dingtian: "You heal well, I'll go out for a while." ”

Dingtian shouted: "Senior brother...!"

His call was exchanged for Wu Qiutian's gentle smile: "Don't worry, although I am no longer in Wumen, I am still your senior brother, whoever dares to beat you, if the senior brother can't beat you, he will be beaten for you, and the senior brother will avenge you if he can beat it." ”

Wu Dingtian wanted to stop his senior brother, but the feeling of burning like fire in the dantian made him feel more than he could. Sometimes he couldn't help but think to himself: If the ban on his body is lifted, maybe no one will dare to bully us.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look inward, looking at the small round ball that was spinning around in a daze.

gave Xiao Er two spirit stones, and generally understood the forces behind Xianmanlou, of course, he didn't ask directly, but knocked on the side with the cooperation of soul searching.

The master behind Xianmanlou is the Southern Chu royal family, the younger brother of the current emperor, King Ying, who holds military power, gathers cultivators, and establishes Xianmanlou in order to attract some sect disciples and scattered cultivation masters.

The two Tsing Yi people are both from Xiaoxiang Academy, because they have the backing of the British King, so Xiaoxiang Academy dares to be angry with the two people who are installed.

Although Prime Minister Wang Shouren hated such a person very much, for the sake of harmony in Southern Chu, he had to turn a blind eye. On weekdays, these two middle-aged people are sitting in Xianmanlou, and Xiaoxiang Academy has not allowed them to enter, and they are only in Xiaoxiang Academy.

Wu Quan and Wu Shi, these are the names of the two brothers.

Under the influence of the soul searching technique, the little second even told Wu Qiutian about the room where Wu Quan and Wu Shi were, but because Xiao Er didn't know what the two of them were angry about, they all went to the third floor to drink.

After asking where the enemy was, Wu Qiutian walked towards the third floor step by step with a sinister face.

Two people on the third floor were also in the private room, and one of them was carrying a jar of wine and pouring it into his mouth.

After drinking a jar of wine, Wu Quan said viciously: "It's all that kid who caused the trouble, and he actually made my brother lose face." ”

"Okay, lose face in front of him, the two of us have nothing to lose face, we are not at the same level, even His Royal Highness has to look at his face, what can we little people say. Wu Shi shook his head and sighed, but anyone could see the unwillingness on his face.

Next door, the white-faced scholar in green clothes looked comfortable, and an old face appeared next to him, which scared him into a loud scream.

"Division... Uncle Shi, why are you here!" beside him was an old man who was also dressed in green clothes, if Wu Qiutian was here, he would definitely find that this old man was the old man he had seen leave the inn with his own eyes.

"Boy, yes, I'll enjoy it! After your master died, you knew that you borrowed wine to drown your sorrows, and came to this place every day to listen to tunes, do you think that the old man can't control you?" the old man looked at the young man with a smile.

Cold sweat broke out on the young man's back: "Uncle Shi, Master is gone, no one teaches me, I don't know what to do, instead of messing around in Xiaoxiang Academy every day, it is better to drink here." ”

"Hmph, plaything is demoralized, do you think the old man doesn't know what you think? This girl doesn't look like a serious person, if you like it, you can marry her home openly. Occupy people here every day, don't think that the King of England will give you three points of benefits and you can open a dye shop. The old man was greatly displeased with the young man's answer.

In another room, a woman in purple was slowly eating in the company of a rich man with oily hair and pink face, and the powder-faced boy had evil eyes and looked at the woman's plump **** and bewitching figure from time to time.

There was a tapping sound at the top of the stairs, and the step by step was slow, but very calm, and the owner of the voice was none other than the angry Wu Qiutian.

In the four boxes of heaven and earth, the Wu brothers ate and drank in the yellow box.

As soon as he went upstairs, Wu Qiutian went straight to the yellow-numbered box at the end, and before he reached the door, his feet had already stretched out.

After a loud bang, the sturdy wooden door of the yellow box was kicked away by him, and the Wu brothers inside took precautions when there was movement at the door.

The smoke and dust fell, and Wu Quan looked fixedly, only to see Wu Qiutian's eyes blood-red, like a demon god.

Wu Quan was not afraid: "Boy, it really takes no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get it, since you send it to the door to die yourself, Lao Tzu will fulfill you!"