Nine uncle's refining tool is also invincible

Chapter 98
In this era, the warlords separatist regimes, the invading country dominates the north, and looks covetously at the customs. Generally speaking, there are internal and external troubles, and the internal struggles continue at the beginning of the war, and the common people suffer unspeakably.

Along the way, Hua Chenfan is also used to seeing the injustice in the world, but he is powerless to turn himself indifferent. If he does not experience this kind of suffering, the people will not wake up, and although he can fly to the sky, but There is no ability to knock people's hearts.

Hua Chenfan is a person who is not good at words by nature. He was just an ordinary person in his previous life, and he didn't know how to build airplanes or cannons. Nothing can be done.

Maybe, he might make some contributions in the future, but that would have to be done by ear. What Hua Chenfan can do now is to handle his own affairs well.

Along the way, he rode in a carriage and walked unsteadily on the main road. As he walked, the temperature in Tianjin dropped sharply, and it snowed heavily unknowingly.

Facing the bitter cold wind, pedestrians all walked curled up, while Hua Chenfan sat in the carriage with pure cotton curtains to shield him from the severe cold.

Sleeping in the car when you are sleepy, looking at the lively scenery in your free time, you look so leisurely, and the trembling pedestrians on the road are completely two extremes, and you are somewhat at ease.

In fact, Hua Chenfan was not in too much of a hurry for this trip. A piece of Thunder Spirit Stone is of little use to him. It is not as effective as the Nine Tribulations Staff in assisting his cultivation ability. Yes, it can only be used for trading.

After traveling for such a long time, Hua Chenfan's anger has almost disappeared. As time passed, his mood gradually began to calm down, and he regarded this trip as a kind of travel, and the result depends on fate.

But if there is a chance to catch the senior brother, he will not let this guy go, he must teach him a good lesson for the master, and vent his anger for himself.

So like this, Hua Chenfan drove the carriage all the way, walking lazily, the pure cotton curtains isolated the cold wind, the snowflakes fell slowly, and the monotonous sound of the wheels creaking, like a lullaby, made him faint drowsy.

Suddenly, just as he was about to fall asleep, there were bursts of noisy quarrels in the distance. People and vehicles in front of him were blocked, and his carriage could not pass through, so it stopped with a slight shock.

Hua Chenfan was sleepy, and didn't expect this situation for a while, his body suddenly leaned forward due to inertia, and he rolled directly from the car, covered in mud and snow.

"Bah bah, who is it, who doesn't have eyes so much, and keeps blocking the way."

Hua Chenfan, who was awakened, got up from the ground in embarrassment. He was full of anger when he got up, his eyes were like radar, searching for the culprit everywhere.

It's a pity that apart from sundries and cars stuck together, there is not even a ghost around him, making him unable to vent his anger.

At this time, he noticed that the crowd gathered in front, as if there was something lively to watch, Hua Chenfan listened intently, but the voice was too noisy, he could barely distinguish it, as if someone inside was beating a Taoist priest.

He leaned forward curiously, tiptoed to look into the crowd, but the vision in this direction was not good, he could only hear their voices but not see them.

Hua Chenfan's curiosity arose, and relying on his strength, he forced his way through the crowd.

"Hit, hit, hit me hard, you brat, how dare you lie to me, let's see how I teach you today."

"Bold, you lunatics, dare to humiliate me like this, I am the envoy of Emperor Gouchen, the Xingjun, ouch, ouch, be gentle, I warn you, I am the messenger, ouch, please invite me Going down to the constellations, you will surely lose your life, oops!"

"Really? I'm really curious, what Xing Jun looks like, and he's as wretched as you, please come down and let me have a look."

As soon as Hua Chenfan squeezed into the inner circle, he saw in the center of the crowd, two big soldiers, under the command of a young soldier, punching and kicking a scrawny old man with a goatee.

At such an age, the young man had reached the rank of a school officer. It seemed that his family was quite powerful, and Hua Chenfan looked familiar to him, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

Since he couldn't remember it, then it wasn't someone important, Hua Chenfan turned his attention to the person who was beaten on the ground.

This old Taoist robe is messy and messy, his hair is spread out in a bun, his half black and half white long hair is shawl, and his voice is full of market spirit. Even when he is being beaten, his eyes are still shining with treacherous light, and his mouth is full of dirty words. Talking nonsense, just talking about some gods and names to intimidate everyone.

What a wonderful old way!

Hua Chenfan sighed sincerely in his heart, in this era of five or sixty years old, he is already considered an elderly person, whose physical function has declined severely, and he has never seen many people who can toss like an old man.

I saw that the old man was like a rascal, rolling on the ground, and the two big soldiers were still full of energy even though they were screaming miserably under the hammer of the butts of their guns.

But looking at his dodging movements with his head in his arms, he is not slow at all. Except for a lot of dust on his body, the wounds are all in insignificant places. He has rich experience in being beaten. For sure, we can find his flaws.

"Beat me hard until he begs for mercy. What the hell, this old bastard lied to me and almost killed me. If I can't beat him to death today, he will take your surname." The young man was so angry that he kept urging his hands Push down.

From time to time, the young man leaned up and kicked him, but was rolled by the old man and easily dodged, but he almost dodged because of his too violent movements.

The spectators around were very indignant at the three people bullying an old man, pointing and pointing, but worried that the other party had a gun in his hand, they didn't dare to go forward, and they could only reprimand the young man in a low voice .

"You people, to bully the old man like this, is simply out of the heavens. When I send a telegram to Xingjun and issue a criminal order, you will surely die a bad death."

While being beaten, the old Taoist kept talking, repeatedly emphasizing that he was the envoy of Xingjun.

To be honest, even Hua Chenfan, a genuine Taoist priest, has never heard of this title, and he has to send a telegram to the sky. The barbies have a fight.

The more he thought about it, the more interesting it became. Hua Chenfan grinned subconsciously. He felt that this old man was like those hilarious and scolding, hidden masters who played games in martial arts novels. Teaching peerless martial arts.

"Don't fool me with this trick. I will never be fooled by you again. I can't even deal with a kid. It almost killed us. You still pretend to be a big-tailed wolf here. If you are really that powerful, why not?" You can be beaten by us, what kind of messenger, I think you are a shit.

I don't believe it today, either I will beat out your star king, or I will beat out your shit. "The young man was very angry, holding a horsewhip in his hand, and swearing out of his mouth, his banditry did not match his military attire at all.

The old man who was rolling on the ground, when he heard that the young man was still refusing to let go after beating him for so long, suddenly became a little anxious. His eyes were rolling around, and he was looking around through the gap between his arms, his eyes flickering. , I don't know what I'm thinking.

Suddenly, the goatee old man's eyes lit up, and he found a young man dressed as a Taoist priest, who was watching him being beaten with his arms folded and smiling.While the others all showed unbearable faces, only he showed no sympathy.

A cunning flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, and suddenly a carp jumped up from the ground, with a solemn expression on his face and piercing eyes, staring straight at Hua Chenfan.

"You, what do you want to do!" The young man thought he was about to resist, so he couldn't help taking a step back, and asked vigilantly.

Along the way, the old man had a hippie smile on his face, not for a moment, and suddenly put on such a serious expression, which shocked the young man, and forgot to beat him up for a while.

"Those who treat shit so slowly, ah, bah, they are emissaries. The old Taoist will let you open your eyes. If you invite a certain star king from heaven, five, six, seven or eight star kings, it doesn't matter which one can come!"

　Thanks to book friend Yi's family Xiaobin for the reward! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)