Zongwu: My ancestor forced me to marry Li Hanyi!

Chapter 68 Meet the old friend in a foreign land?
Chapter 68: Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land?
Nine Peaks City

Li Fansong and Fei Xuan were going to practice, without any purpose.

This time they met Lei Wujie and Xiao Se, fortunately the four of them were on their way together.

This city is not very big, but it is still easy to find a place to eat.

The four of them were so hungry that their chests stuck to their backs.

Xiao Se couldn't help swallowing when he saw the steaming steamed buns on the side of the road. He really didn't have a good meal on the way.

They found a restaurant and went in.

The waiter at the restaurant saw the clothes of several people, and immediately greeted them respectfully.

"Heroes, what do you want to eat?"

As a junior, although he has not worn the Phoenix Fire, he can recognize the fabric.

There is also the light blue brocade cotton on the lazy boy's body, all of which are expensive fabrics.

When Lei Wujie heard that he was called a hero, he smiled silly.

Then he said boldly: "Just four bowls of Yangchun noodles and three bowls of Lao Shaoyao."

Xiao Er, who was smiling all over his face, immediately drooped his face: "I was wrong, this is not a hero, but a poor ghost!"

Several people heard these words clearly in their ears, but they were too shy.

When they left the mansion, everyone was focused on Ye Tian, ​​so they had nothing to worry about.
As for Li Fansong and Fei Xuan, it was their first time to venture into the rivers and lakes, so they didn't know that a penny would be difficult for a hero.

They were able to meet Lei Wujie and the two because they had no money to stay in the hotel, so they slept in the wild.

After a while, four bowls of noodles were served.

At this moment, several people felt that there was nothing more fragrant than this.

They all held it and ate it.

After eating the noodles, Lei Wujie picked up the old pot that had been put aside, and prepared to drink it up in one gulp.

Suddenly a hand pressed his arm.

He subconsciously thought that the person from the dark river had come again.

Because the rule of all killers is to never die.

He was shocked and let go of the bowl in his hand.

The man raised his hand and caught the wine bowl.

"Lei Wujie, what are you afraid of?"

The voice that came out was very familiar to Lei Wujie. He looked up and exclaimed, "Eldest brother?"

The man was dressed in black with a smile on his face.

"Brother, why are you here?"

They haven't seen each other since they left at Dafanyin Temple.

Lei Wujie has a feeling of meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land and never seeing them again.

"I came out to do something, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Tang Lian said quietly.

Xiao Se looked at him coldly and said nothing.

But Li Fansong and Fei Xuan had only heard the name of Xueyue City's big disciple, but had never met him.

Only Lei Wujie dragged Tang Lian to talk about the experience along the way.

It seems that when the big brother comes, he is not afraid of anything.

Xiao Se called Xiao Er again, "Here comes a cup of carved wine, and seven small dishes!"

Before they had no money, they could not eat and drink as much as they wanted.

Now that Tang Lian is here, she naturally wants to have a full meal.

Tang Lian smiled helplessly: "Yes, I am the one who pays the bill."

He looked at Lei Wujie again, and suddenly said, "Where are you going?"

"Brother, I'm going back to Leijiabao, the hero banquet in Leijiabao will be held soon."

"As the best disciple of Kaminarimon's generation, I naturally want to participate!"

"Without me, how much less excitement will this hero banquet have?"

Lei Wujie said to himself.

At this time, the Diaohua brew had already been served, and Xiao Se poured himself a cup.

He picked up his glass and drank lightly.

But from the corner of his eye, he kept watching the two talking.

Tang Lian reached out to pick up the jug, poured a glass and handed it to Lei Wujie.

"That's right, without you, it wouldn't be so lively."

Lei Wujie took the wine glass and was about to drink it, when Li Fansong waved the glass of wine away with a wave of his sleeve.

He possesses the spirit-watching technique, and he can see that the heart of the person in front of Lei Wujie is very dark, and he can't hide the murderous aura all over his body.

How could he be Xueyue City's eldest disciple?
That Tang Lian sneered.

With a swipe of his finger, the glass of wine actually condensed into ice instantly.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the ice sculpture, and stabbed towards Xiao Se who didn't know martial arts.

Lei Wujie turned pale with shock.

Xiao Se saw the ice sculpture approaching, but did not move.

With a wave of Xiao Feixuan's hand, the ice sculpture instantly melted.

Tang Lian's face was no longer an upright smile as the big disciple of Xueyue City, but a gloomy one.

Like someone who came out of hell.

"Careless, you are a Taoist priest from Mount Qingcheng!"

"Although I haven't met Tang Lian, from your appearance and language, I guess you look alike."

"But you can't hide the murderous aura on your body."

Li Fan let go and stretched out his hand, holding the mahogany sword tightly in his hand.

Lei Wujie couldn't believe it at all, this person looked exactly like the elder brother, had the same voice, and even spoke in the same tone, how could he not be the elder brother?
"The kung fu of condensing water into ice just now requires extremely cold internal force. The internal force practiced by Xueyue City's first disciple is passed down by Baili Dongjun of Xueyue City. It should be the path of the most rigid and pure yang .

This person can't be your elder brother. "

Xiao Se looked serious.

"Then who is he?"

Lei Wujie asked in surprise.

"Want to know who I am?"

Fake Tang Lian wiped her face with her hand, revealing a cold and charming face.

Lei Wujie turned pale with shock, "Master."

Fake Tang Lian looked at Lei Wujie speculatively, "My dear disciple, why don't you help me and kill him as a teacher!"

Lei Wujie's heart was beating non-stop. Although it was the face of the master, he couldn't be the master.

"No, you are not!"

The fake Tang Lian wiped again, it was the face of the woman in white that they met in the valley the day before yesterday, and he again wiped the face of the woman in red.

He kept changing his face, there were old women, young women, and children.
The palms of the four were sweating.

Because this picture is really too weird.

However, these few people guessed his identity.

Only the people in the dark river can be so weird.

"Anhe Mu Family, Mu Ying."

There is a frightening title in the rivers and lakes: ghost with thousands of faces.

"Do you know where my beautiful face comes from?"

Mu Ying still had that sinister smile on his face.

Lei Wujie looked at him suspiciously and curiously.

Seems to be waiting for an answer.

"Every piece of my skin is taken from a real person's face!"

"what?"

Lei Wujie was shocked, the Killing Sword in his hand was out of its sheath, and he rushed towards Mu Ying with the sword in his hand.

Xiao Se couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

Mu Ying looked at the sword in front of him, stretched out two fingers, and caught it with one.

"Is this the sword of Sword Immortal Xueyue?"

"Nothing more than that."

"You only have the Vajra Mortal Realm, and you want to kill me?"

Lei Wujie mobilized all his true energy, but he couldn't draw back his sword.

His back was dripping with cold sweat, only his master Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi could give him such a sense of oppression.

This dark river killer actually has such strength?

If this is the case, what a fart!

Not an opponent at all, okay?
Xiao Se saw something was wrong, and frowned slightly: "Finger drunk?"

Now it was Na Mu Ying's turn to be shocked: "You actually know how to get drunk?"

Xiao Se didn't answer him, but told Lei Wujie: "Don't use your true energy indiscriminately."

(End of this chapter)