Sister, stay away from me!

Chapter 254 Welcome to Brother Wang

Drilling out of the hole, Marbo pulled Kong Yanming and jumped down from the empty island.

Then, a rainbow light hit, and the two people who were wrapped in the air flew away immediately, and they flew for dozens of miles before stopping.

Landing on the ground, Wang Huai put down the two people in the rainbow, put away the tiger armor, and said to Ma Bo: "Ma Bo, help me protect the law, let me adjust my breath."

"Okay, Immortal."

Wang Huai sat down cross-legged and called out the glazed light.

In an instant, the spiritual energy with a radius of hundreds of miles seemed to be attracted by a huge vortex, turned into a long stream, and poured into Wang Huai's body.

The status of the Yangshen world is too low, and strange things can easily absorb mana here, and the recovery speed is several times faster than that of the outside world.

In addition, Wang Huai has Pan Gu spiritual liquid in his body, and there are treasures such as Liuliguang, so although the previous battle cost a lot, he recovered completely in half a stick of incense, and his spirits were shining again.

Taking a long breath, Wang Huai opened his eyes and saw the little hamster laughing wildly, while Ma Bo and Kong Yanming were looking at it helplessly.

"This deity is a ten thousand-year divine beast, the number one general under Wang Xianzun's seat, his cultivation level is rare in ancient times, and he is the ninth strongest in our sect. When you see this deity, why don't you kneel down?"

Ma Bo wanted to cooperate, but he didn't know how to cooperate.

Kong Yanming couldn't figure out what the hamster was thinking at all, so he could only smile awkwardly and politely.

Wang Huai walked up, grabbed the little hamster and stuffed it into his pocket: "Don't embarrass me."

"Aren't I helping you maintain your personality? My pet is so fierce, so the master is even more cruel."

"Shut up, act cute for me obediently!"

"Good meow~"

After tidying up the little hamster, Wang Huai took back the flag from Ma Bo and said approvingly, "Good job."

"Thank you Xianzun."

Afterwards, he turned to Kong Yanming again, and said after contemplation: "You should know that before you were attacked, it was me and Ma Bo who acted. Now that the play is over, you should give up. You can decide where to go after that." where to go."

Kong Yanming looked at Wang Huai in fear, fearing that the heavenly demon would suddenly go crazy and tear him apart.

But after taking a look at Ma Bo, she suddenly took Ma Bo's arm again, and said firmly, "I'll go with you. Ma Bo must have been bewitched by you, a heavenly demon, and I want to guide him back to the right way."

"I feel like I'm on the right path right now," Marble said.

"Look, my brain is out of order!"

Looking at this love brain, Wang Huai felt very annoyed.

Grabbing Ma Bo directly, Wang Huai fled through the air, leaving Kong Yanming staring blankly in place.

After learning about the information collected by the other party from Ma Bo, Wang Huai began to fly rapidly in the air while processing the information.

Changsun Xing was an unexpected surprise. The appearance of the other party meant that a group of people were already dissatisfied with the monk's current rule and were planning to change this status quo.

"Did Changsun Xing tell you how to contact them?"

"Not when I left, but he mentioned a place called Taohuawu before, and told me that there is a beautiful scenery there, and if there is a chance, we must go together. I think he knew my identity at that time and hinted at me."

"It's possible, then we'll go to Taohuawu next."

Ma Bo knew where Taohuawu was, and the group immediately turned around and flew towards Taohuawu.

After falling outside the city, Ma Bo showed the imprint obtained from the Four Elephant Sect, which was later deciphered by Wang Huai, and he and the little hamster each imprinted one.

Taohuawu is a city of mortals. It is located in a remote place with little aura, and there is only a lonely fairy island hanging in the air nearby, which looks very inconspicuous in the sky.

There are no monks guarding the city, and the guards at the gate are in their seventies and eighties, and they are sitting and dozing off under the peach blossom tree.

Just when Wang Huai was about to enter the city, the old guard suddenly yawned, rubbed the gums from the corners of his eyes, looked at Wang Huai at the door and asked, "Brother, what are you doing entering the city?"

"Look at the scenery."

"It's not the right time." The old man shook his head regretfully, "One month earlier, it's a good time for peach blossoms, and now there's nothing to see. One month later, it's time for peaches to bear fruit again. It's very comfortable. "

"Yes, it's a pity. But we're fine, so it's okay to stay for another month."

The old man looked Wang Huai and Ma Bo up and down, and smiled kindly: "Okay, go in. By the way, there are no monks in this city, so you can speak boldly. If you offend monks outside and want to avoid disaster, then go to You can also find old man Wu, he will help you."

"Thank you, old man."

Stepping into the town, Wang Huai recalled what the old man said just now, and always felt that there was something deep in it.

After renting a room in the inn, Wang Huai and Ma Bo temporarily stayed in Taohuawu.

Taohuawu is not big, and the local area is basically self-produced and sold. There is a vast farmland nearby. As long as you settle down, you can get ten acres of paddy fields and twenty acres of wasteland. After reclamation, they are all their own.

Perhaps because of being far away from the monks, the people in the city are obviously more relaxed. After finishing the farm work every day, they drink tea and brag together, and the pace of life is extremely leisurely.

In order to be able to better integrate into it, Ma Bo asked for ten acres of fertile land, which he cultivated with the little hamster every day.

On the other hand, Wang Huai set up a doctor's booth to give people a pulse check, in order to obtain more information.

The residents here do not exclude outsiders, and it didn't take long for Wang Huai and Ma Bo to get acquainted here, but there is no useful information.

Another evening, Wang Huai saw that no one had come to see the doctor, so he prepared to close the stall.

But just as he was about to pack up and salute, he suddenly saw streamers of light descending from the sky and landed in front of Taohuawu.

Straightening up, Wang Huai quickly walked to the gate of the city, and found five monks appearing here.

One of them pinched the hair of old man Zhao, the guard at the gate, and said unhappily: "No search? What do you mean! Now that the demon is making trouble, what the hell are you not letting us in?"

The old man Zhao's scalp had already been lifted, and the severe pain distorted his face, but he still forced a smile and said, "Master, this is the territory of the Taohuamen. Foreign monks have to report to the Taohuamen before entering."

"You're right." The head monk nodded, "But I always feel a little uncomfortable being stopped by you, an ant. How about we play a game? You start running, and I count dozens Start chasing, if you escape, I will let you go."

"Master Dao, what you said is true!" Old man Zhao said excitedly, "Thank you so much, Master Dao, thank you so much, Master Dao."

The leader's companion let out a chuckle, and said in a low voice: "Brother's bad habit has come again."

"I don't know what it will be like this time, but the human skin Cuju last time was quite interesting."

"I still think it's more fun to cut open the other person's stomach and see how much internal organs are lost."

Hearing the voice of the monk next to him, old man Zhao gradually turned pale.

His lips twitched, and he wanted to say something, but the leader had already let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Ten."

The old man Zhao didn't dare to say any more, so he ran quickly and rushed into the nearby peach blossom forest.

"Knowing how to run on terrain, this ant is not stupid."

"Yeah, brother, hurry up and finish the game, there is still business after that."

"Understood." The leader laughed, saw the old man Zhao's figure disappear into the forest, and then quickly followed.

At this time, the sun had set, and the forest was dark, only the rustling of the leaves as the wind blew through the leaves and the horn of the night owl.

Although the leader of this game of chasing after you has played many times, the wailing and begging for mercy of mortals before death is different every time, which makes him feel fresh every time he plays.

When he came to a place, he stopped suddenly, and then lightly touched the ground, a rope flew up suddenly, making a whistling sound.

"This old guy is unusual, he knows how to use traps."

A monk's five senses are much stronger than ordinary people's. Even if he doesn't use spells, his physical fitness is several times that of ordinary people, and his perception is even stronger.

Looking at the trap in front of him, the leader licked the corner of his mouth, feeling that today's prey is a bit interesting.

He sniffed lightly with his nose, caught the unique smell of old man Zhao, and walked forward with a grin.

Suddenly, a crossbow arrow flew towards him, pointing directly at his face.

But before the crossbow arrow flew in, the crossbow arrow stopped in the air, and then split under the mana.

Looking at the remaining metal arrows on the ground, the leader's expression became a little more serious.

Where did this old guy get the crossbow arrows from?
Although it wasn't fatal, the leader somehow felt something was wrong. He always felt that there seemed to be a wild wolf in the dark staring at him.

With a sneer, the leader said to himself: "It's just a mortal, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

However, he still used his mana and walked towards the depths of the dense forest, and soon saw the old man Zhao standing in the depths of the dense forest, and a young boy beside him.

Facing the following monks, the two did not run away, but stood with their hands behind their backs, looking seriously at the approaching leader.

Seeing this, the leader finally understood that he should have been tricked.

However, as a monk, he still said proudly: "Interesting, you two mortals are quite bold to lure me here. But you are mere mortals, you just want to challenge me."

The old man Zhao ignored the cultivator's wild words, but said to the young man beside him: "Zhao Qing, in the early stage of Yuwujing, are you sure?"

"Yes." The boy nodded calmly.

"Go ahead. But don't think that I will save you, I will only avenge you, not help you."

"clear."

Hearing the conversation between the two, the leader let out a series of wild laughter.

"Deal with me! It's just mortals, but you actually want to deal with me. Anyway, I'll let you know how big the gap is between monks and mortals."

With claws in both hands, several gusts of wind rushed towards the young man.

He shot with hatred, but the strong wind didn't attack the young man's vitals, but wanted to seriously injure him and then torture him slowly.

Facing the coming wind, the young man strode forward with mysterious and rhythmic steps.

His figure disappeared like a ghost, and he reappeared beside the leader.

Looking in horror at the boy who suddenly disappeared and reappeared, the leader immediately retreated, but his arm suddenly hurt, the original intact arm was twisted and deformed, and the joint was turned to a strange angle.

The pain made him exclaim, but more, it was unbelievable.

Why can a mortal hurt me!
This feeling is as terrifying as an elephant trying to trample an ant to death, but the ant's backhand cut off its leg.

Just when he was astonished, he felt a pair of rough hands resting on his neck, and then his hands violently spun his head like a spinning top.

Letting go of his hand, the leader fell softly to the ground.

Although his neck was broken, he was a monk after all, and he managed to hold his breath and asked, "What is this? Why can it hurt me?"

"Martial arts." The boy replied seriously.

"What is martial arts? Why!"

"Noisy."

Stomping on the leader's head with one foot, the young man wiped off the red and white thing on the sole of his shoe among the fallen leaves on the ground, turned his head and said to Old Man Zhao, "Weak."

"He underestimated the enemy. Martial arts, within three steps, anyone can be killed. Although this sentence is a bit arbitrary, it still has some truth. There are four people outside, I will lure them over, and you continue to practice."

"Thanks."

"... Can you change your habit of never speaking more than two words this time? Sounds tiring?"

"No."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Borrowing some blood from the leader's corpse on the ground, the old man Zhao wiped some on his face and clothes, then walked out of the dense forest and shouted: "Help, Lord Dao, spare my life... um..."

I wanted to lure other people in, and then kill them one by one.

But seeing the scene in front of him, old man Zhao felt that it was unnecessary.

Four corpses were lying on the ground, two people and a mouse were sitting on the side, and a hamster was still giving money to a good-looking young man with heartache.

"Master Wang, you are right. Old man Zhao really came out first. But how do you know he is fine?"

Wang Huai took the money: "He gives me the feeling that he is much more dangerous than that monk."

"But he has no mana."

"Yes, but it uses special means to hide mana in the body and integrates with its own blood and internal organs, so it can't be felt. This martial art also has some impressive points. Let's see if there is a chance to learn it later, Yinren Absolutely works."

"Master Wang, you are still as despicable as ever."

"Will you speak?"

"Scheming, admirable."

"good."

Old man Zhao looked at Wang Huai seriously, then grinned: "Brother Wang, you were good at hiding before."

"Each each other."

Looking at the corpses around him, the old man Zhao thought for a moment, and then asked: "Brother Wang is also a monk, I wonder what you want to do here?"

"I think……"

Before Wang Huai could answer, a breeze suddenly blew around him.

Zhao Qing walked over with ghostly steps, stuck to Wang Huai three steps away, and then rushed towards Wang Huai.

Got it!
It's just that his pride didn't last long, and a fist flew towards his face.

Looking at the headline, Zhao Qing's mind raced, but this punch seemed ordinary, but it blocked all his escape routes, making it impossible for him to escape.

This punch is also a martial art, but compared to his own, the opponent's martial art is more profound, even surpassing the old man Zhao to a level that makes him unbelievable.

Afterwards, his face felt a pain, and he was thrown directly into the ground, completely unconscious.

Withholding his hand, Wang Huai wiped his fist and said to old man Zhao: "I want to join you, but I don't know if there is such a condition."

Looking at Zhao Qing who was knocked unconscious with one punch, the old man Zhao switched himself and Zhao Qing, and found that he couldn't dodge the punch just now, at most he would look more handsome when he fainted.

Therefore, he immediately cupped his hands and said, "Welcome Brother Wang to join."

　Recently, there have been a lot less... I'm embarrassed.

　　Starting to work from home tomorrow, I should have more strength to code.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)