Huashan female sword god

Chapter 38 The Black Iron Controversy 5 【End】

Seeing this large group of people walking away in embarrassment, the men in prison clothes laughed loudly, with a strong sense of ridicule, but the people from Jindao Village had all gone out of the city, but they couldn't hear them.

And it doesn't matter if you hear it, people who have already lost their resistance will only speed up their horses if they think about it, and they don't want to listen to that voice more.

Hu Daodu thanked weakly: "Many, thank you to the strong man for saving me. I don't know, I don't know the name of the strong man Gao. Hu will definitely repay this kindness in the future!"

The man in prison clothes chuckled and said, "Haha? Tomorrow? Let's report today!"

With a soft word, Hu Daodu's face turned pale immediately, how could he not know that this time he just came out of the wolf's den and entered the tiger's mouth again?He could only forced a smile and said: "This... this... Hu is penniless now, really, really nothing to repay..."

The man in prison clothes snorted coldly, pushed the old man away, and said impatiently: "I'm not in the mood to dawdle with you old bastard. To be honest, where is Xuan Tie Ling hidden?"

Hu Dao only relied on the support of the man in prison clothes to prevent him from falling. Now that he let go of his hand, he still received a push, and naturally fell down weakly. The unyielding chivalrous generation, I never thought, I never thought, he is also a villain who is greedy for treasures!"

The prisoner sneered and said, "I am a thief who is greedy for treasures? Why don't you think about it, where did you get this black iron token? Who is the thief who is greedy for treasures?"

After speaking, it was already the sound of shouting.

Hu Daodu was excited all over, and asked, "You... what do you mean?"

The man in the prison clothes glared and continued to ask: "What do you mean? How come you, an old guy who is over 40 years old and only knows how to handle crops, has used this martial arts for several years as a 'death sword'? Forgot?"

Only then did Hu Daodu take a closer look at the man in prison clothes. Although his face was full of long beards, covering most of his face, his eyes were very familiar. He was shocked and said in horror, "You...you are the Dragon God?"

The man in prison clothes said blankly: "It seems that he still recognizes me, it's really rare!"

20 years ago, when he first entered the world, he ran into Hu Daodu who was not young and had nowhere to seek martial arts. Feeling compassionate, he gave away half of his family's sword art as a gift.Fifteen years ago, he participated in the battle of the Eight Gods Figure, and was lucky enough to obtain the magical power. Because of this, he was chased and killed by a powerful enemy. In the hands of a woman in the Fuling family who had a heart in her heart, she never expected that there would be no more news of this surnamed Hu after she left, so the Xuantie order was issued ignorantly!

Recognizing the identity of the prisoner, Hu Daodu no longer had any luck, and said with a sad smile: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

Long Shenzhao sneered: "I didn't expect that I didn't die, or did I not expect that I would be here?"

Hu Daodu laughed at himself in dismay: "I didn't expect that for more than ten years, I have been hiding thousands of times, and finally I hid under your nose. I have asked for my own death!"

Long Shenzhao said indifferently: "Don't worry, it's not self-inflicted death. I want to meet you in the past. As long as you return the Black Tie Token, I won't kill you today!"

After all, ants are stealing lives, and Hu Dao is single-minded and owes a debt, so it is difficult to treat Long Shenzhao like he did to everyone in Jinfeng Village, and he finally gave in. After a moment of silence, he said: "The chrysanthemum sword is chivalrous and loyal to Yuntian. I believe that I will not deceive Hu Mou!"

Dragon God shot him a look, and said mockingly: "I don't even bother to lie!"

Hu Dao alone sighed.This time it was considered to be a rest for a while, and with some strength, I barely stood up, picked up a coat on the ground and put it on, took two steps, and stopped at a pile of people before me, luckily I was not caught. He squatted down in front of the crushed pancake, picked it up and tore it open, then threw it away, and touched the next one.

Long Shenzhao frowned, hesitantly said: "What are you?"

Hu Daodu took a deep breath, turned back and said: "The people from Jinfengzhai entered the city just now, although I am not sure why they came, but I was prepared, so I put the Xuantie Ling in a pancake, and now , have to find one by one!"

After finishing speaking, I continued to bend down and search!

Long Shenzhao murmured: "You are quick-witted!"

From the pancake stall along the street, two shops deep, there is an alley on the same side as the sesame seed stall.

At the corner where the alley meets the street, a little beggar about ten years old is leaning against a pancake that is as dirty as his face and hands, and he has already gnawed off half of it.

The sesame seed stall was overturned by the tall man in Jinfengzhai earlier, and dozens of pancakes placed on it naturally rolled to the ground together, and one of them fell just outside the alley, just an arm's length away from the little beggar. The beggar hadn't eaten for almost a whole day, so he was naturally very hungry. Seeing the pies falling from the sky, he wanted to pick them up a long time ago, but seeing dozens of evil spirits surrounded by Jinfeng Village at that time, he was too frightened to move. Now that those people are gone, I can't help but pick them up and eat them!
Right now the little beggar was biting, and suddenly felt that he had bitten something like a stone, and couldn't chew it at all. He hurriedly took out the pancake to have a look, and saw a piece of black iron sandwiched in the middle.

Coincidentally, Hu Daodu also groped to this side. Seeing the thing in the cake, he stepped forward and grabbed the little beggar's wrist, and exhaled, "I, I said I couldn't find it for a long time. It turns out that it was you This brat stole it!"

The little beggar trembled in fright, and only thought that he was caught by the victim. Seeing that there was blood on Hu Daodu's face, how could he dare to deny it? deliberately……"

Hu Daodu didn't care to listen to his explanation, he grabbed the iron piece with his other hand, threw the little beggar's wrist, pushed him out, turned around and saluted the dragon god who came over, and said: "Dragon Hero, find—ah—”

Before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his wrist, and he couldn't hold that little piece of iron anymore!

the other side.

Ling Shan and Ming Yuetian only saw Yuling's hand grabbing for the window sill, and unexpectedly grabbed a piece of broken wood the size of a finger, and flicked it in the direction of Hu Daodu, who screamed when he was independent.

Then there was a blur in front of the two of them, as if there was a wind blowing, Yuling's figure was gone, only a white shadow streaked across the air like a rainbow.

I heard the dragon god downstairs shouting loudly: "Who is it?"

He raised his palm and slapped forward, where the white shadow of Yu Ling was.

The wind howled.

There was a big earthquake.

The two are instantly separated.

But the ground at this place suddenly sank and cracked like Long Shenzhao's kick against the Jinfeng Village crowd's demonstration, but it only spread more than twice as much!

And Bai Ying must have shown Yuling's figure, while Long Shenzhao on the opposite side suddenly retreated seven or eight steps.

Hu Dao, who was next to Yuling, was too close alone, still in the pit of the air shock, and was affected by the invisible air wave, falling several feet away, his face was bitter, he coughed a few mouthfuls of blood, and his head Crooked, no longer moving, I don't know if it's dead or dizzy!
Yuling took out an embroidered handkerchief, wrapped it around the greasy iron sheet, and wiped his hands along the way, while looking at the sloppy prisoner in front of him, he said lightly: "At least the seventh heaven, the skill is not bad!"

Although her tone was as calm as ever, there was a little surprise in her eyes at the moment.It can be felt that, in terms of the depth of internal strength alone, this person is undoubtedly the most powerful person she has ever seen except for the deceased teacher!

Whether Taoist Taixu or Dugu Minghe, they are all inferior!
Long Shenzhao's face was pale and pale, and he took several deep breaths before he adjusted his disordered internal breath, and laughed at himself: "It's not comparable to the skill of the girl's [-]th floor!"

　Ps: Hey, it’s been so many days, and I haven’t recovered the number of collections before entering the little black room. It’s so miserable
　　
　
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