Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 152

'To Mr. Fang:
Life is full of grass and trees, and the time is so short. It is no regret to be lucky enough to know the young master.

still remember...

Our sisters have heard the young master talking about the general trend of the world, we have seen the young master scolding Fang Qiu, we have heard the young master's zither sound about ancient and modern times, and we have tasted the fairy wine and delicacies served by the young master.

The son is like a fairy, untouched by the world, and makes people admire him.

How lucky are Qing Huan and Jin Shu to be with the young master?
It has been nearly three years in the blink of an eye, hundreds of days and nights, still in a dream, but the sky does not fulfill people's wishes, it is the dream that will eventually wake up. '

Rutted.

The carriage bobbed up and down because of the muddy road.

There was still a familiar lingering scent from the letter in his hand, Fangzheng sighed lightly, turned to the second page, and changed the subject as if it was someone else.

"Autumn is cool, young master, remember to add clothes."

In the dark, maybe God really doomed everyone's fate.

We sisters are so unlucky to have experienced family ruin and hard work, but we sisters are so lucky to have met the young master.

The young master often laughs and cynical, but he has a heart of compassion and acceptance, and this cold world is also a little more glorious because of the young master.

I still remember the son's words: Choose a good man, choose a city, work at sunset, rest at sunset, eat three meals for four seasons, hold hands for the rest of your life.

This is very beautiful.

When a thousand words are exhausted...

Life is hard, may you be safe. '

There were tears on the letter. It was obvious that the two women were reluctant to leave. For some unknown reason, they insisted on leaving quietly.

"Hey!"

Fangzheng raised his head, and ripples appeared in his bland eyes.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?

The beauty of Jinshu's appearance is like a fairy entering the mortal world, reborn with a wise heart and exquisite thoughts, talking with him always makes people forget the time unconsciously.

Liu Qinghuan still has the stubbornness of a girl, and her dancing skills are breathtaking. No matter how depressed you are, you can quietly dissipate in front of her.

Hundreds of them are companions day and night, and the relationship between the three is like close friends and family members. Although each has secrets, they are tacit to each other.

suddenly.

The two girls left a letter and left without saying goodbye, which made Fangzheng feel melancholy while being puzzled.

"Son."

Xiang Xiu's voice sounded:
"We've arrived at the station, do you want to take a rest?"

"Ah."

Fang Zheng came back to his senses, nodded and said:

"Stop, have something to eat before we hit the road."

"Yes."

Xiang Xiuying did so, jumped out of the carriage, led the carriage to the gate of the post station, tied the horse and tethered the rope, his movements were crisp and neat like a seasoned coachman.

Who would have thought.

Such an old man with an unspectacular appearance is actually a great Zhou Tianwu master?

As a place for those who pass documents in the imperial court to change horses or rest and stay in the middle, post stations are often located on important traffic routes and extend in all directions.

many years ago.

The post station is already responsible for its own profits and losses, and the court no longer pays for it.

Gradually.

The post station became a restaurant or inn to receive passers-by, and the officials and policemen inside became shopkeepers and waiters.

"Half a catty of wine, three catties of meat, and two plates of side dishes."

Say hello to Xiu:
"ASAP!"

"Yes."

Xiao Er should be, and hastily informed the back kitchen.

Fangzheng sat down by the window, and he could see the scene on the official road from the side of his head. Because of the flood, all he saw along the way were victims of the disaster.

The victims sat slumped in the shade of the trees, staring blankly at the post station, their throats rolled from time to time, but they didn't have the courage to come to beg for food.

It's not like I haven't tried it before, but the guards standing at the gate of the station are all fat and strong, and they are not vegetarians.

The scars on their bodies are probably the harvest of the begging process.

"No birth mother, a vacuum hometown..."

"King Ming was born, Maitreya was born..."

Accompanied by the sound of singing, several fat-headed and big-eared monks came from a distance. The monks held bowls filled with clear water and swung them on the heads of the victims.

When the clear water fell on their bodies, all the victims were shocked, a blush appeared on their pale cheeks, and vitality appeared in their eyes.

"Amitabha."

The monk raised one hand in front of him, chanted the Buddha's name, and asked a disaster victim:
"Would the donor be willing to join my teaching?"

"Join my teaching, you will have the opportunity to enjoy the glory and wealth during your lifetime, and you can go to the Paradise after death, and you can have a family reunion with a wife and children."

He is persuasive:
"If you wish, Shaoqing will send you rice porridge."

"Yes!" When the victim heard the word 'rice porridge', his eyes lit up, his expression frenzied, and he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly:
"I am willing to join the religion and believe in..."

"Old mother without birth!" the monk said.

"Believe in the lifeless old mother!" The victim nodded and asked:

"Master, where can I get the porridge?"

"As soon as you join our sect, you and I are all brothers, and we must never call ourselves masters." The monk shook his head, stretched out his hand, and said:

"There is porridge over there, please come with me!"

"well."

The victim should be, struggling to get up and follow the other party away.

Inside the station.

"Humph!"

Someone snorted coldly:

"It's just a demon technique that stimulates other people's blood. When the holy water is sprinkled on the body, although it can restore vitality for a short time, it consumes the original body."

"A group of demon monks!"

"That's better than waiting to die." One person replied:
"Without the monstrous monk you mentioned, some of the disaster victims outside can survive for three days. If you are really capable, you will give up all your property to save them."

"I wonder how many can be saved?"

"What do you know?" The person who spoke first jumped up and said angrily:

"This group of monstrous monks confuses people's hearts and attracts the congregation. When they become powerful, they will cause chaos, and more people will suffer."

"The hypocrisy of the present is just a plot for the future."

This person is not very old, and when he is in full swing, his eyes are wide open and full of energy in his rebuttal, with a posture of worrying about the country and the people.

"People are dying, how can you care so much?" A person in the corner snorted coldly:
"If there is a big chaos, it is also the imperial court's business."

"The affairs of the imperial court are the affairs of the world and the affairs of the common people. Do you think that when the world is in chaos, we can avoid it?" The young man shouted:

"Restoring the disaster is for the sake of the court, the people, and ourselves!"

He clasped his hands together:
"Zhang is willing to serve the imperial court with allegiance and death!"

"fart!"

Someone growled:

"Look at this road, for so many years, more than 360 days a year, which day is not full of disaster victims!"

"You ask passers-by, how many people are not dead on this road or in this river on a certain day? How many corpses are not found in the river on a certain day?"

"When did the imperial court care about the lives of ordinary people?"

"My little brother has read a lot and has seen the sufferings of the world. Ask yourself, are such a court and such officials worthy of loyalty?"

"worth……"

"Is it dead?"

After these words fell, the field couldn't help being silent.

"clatter……"

Fangzheng put down his chopsticks, frowning slightly:
"It's so noisy that you can't be quiet, pack your things and eat on the road."

"Young Master?" Xiang Xiu raised her head with surprise on her face. Just as she was about to say something, she saw a few officials and yamen servants coming from outside the door, and she nodded immediately:
"Yes."

After packing up his things, the carriage moved forward again, and there was a burst of noise from the post station behind him, it seemed that the officials started to seize people.

Fangzheng lifted the curtain of the car and looked towards both sides of the official road.

I still remember.

When he first came to this world, everyone in the White Lotus Sect was still shouting and beating, and they only dared to hide in the dark to develop members. It was a veritable cult.

now……

In broad daylight, he blatantly recruited the congregation, but none of the onlookers stopped him, pretending to see such things happen.

Even the officials didn't seem to see it, and they only dared to use ordinary people to stand up.

'The end of the dynasty! '

"The emperor is fatuous and all officials are incompetent, allowing the wealthy to invade the people, causing the world to be full of monsters and disasters, which is really a scene of troubled times. '

'bitter……'

'Only the common people! '

Shaking his head, Fangzheng put down the car curtain and stopped thinking about it.

The floods affected people in several counties, but did not affect the vicinity of Fucheng. The closer to Zhaonan Prefecture, the fewer victims were on both sides of the avenue.

Gradually.

There are also more pedestrians on the road.

"What?"

In the middle of the road, there are officers and soldiers setting up cards, asking people who come and go, checking the pass certificate, and carefully comparing the description on the certificate.

Whenever something is wrong, passers-by will be taken down.

"My lord, this is a temporary checkpoint, half of which are set up by local officers and soldiers. They are used to eat cards and extort money from passers-by."

Xiang Xiu travels all year round and is very familiar with this:
"Don't be too strict with the inspection. In fact, you can pass the customs as long as you give money."

"Yeah." Fangzheng nodded and asked:

"What about the disaster victims?"

The victims couldn't even get enough to eat, let alone get money to pass the customs.

"This is another function of the level." Xiang Xiu said:
"The checkpoint can stop the victims, trap the victims in a fixed area, and prevent them from messing around. If they break through, they will definitely be killed on the spot."

"Son."

"After passing the checkpoint, there should be no victims behind, and it will be quiet then."

As he spoke, he drove the horse closer to the checkpoint, and handed over a waist badge. This kind of waist badge, which represents a certain status, obviously has the right of immunity.

The officers and soldiers just glanced at them and waved their hands to let them go without charging the toll.

"Pooh!"

Before I could go far, I saw someone cursing in a low voice:

"This is a group of robbers who set up cards every three days, and all the money they earn goes into their pockets. How do we live?"

"Annoyed Lao Tzu, I will join the White Lotus Sect later!"

"Speak carefully, speak carefully." Someone hurriedly stopped and cursed the person, and looked around cautiously.

The carriage passed by, and the two people in the carriage did not respond.

As Xiang Xiu said.

After passing the checkpoint, the victims on the road almost disappeared. From time to time, young people in rich clothes can still be seen, walking in groups of three or four.

Time passed slowly.

It's getting dark.

Pedestrians on the road also became sparse.

"Crash..."

There were strange noises coming from the forest on the side, and a man and a woman jumped out. They looked panicked, as if they were being chased by wild beasts.

The man's appearance was handsome and uncommon, he was indeed wearing old sackcloth, and the straw sandals under his feet were tattered, and his thumb was exposed.

On the other hand, women are in stark contrast to the gorgeous clothes.

After the two rushed to the official road, the man looked back, pushed the woman gently, and shouted:
"Sister Rong, you go first, I'll stop them!"

"No!" The woman's face turned pale and her long hair was disheveled. Hearing this, she desperately shook her head:

"Brother Gu, let's go together!"

"collapse……"

"Duh!"

A sharp arrow shot out from the forest and pierced into the ground in front of the two of them. The hard and compact official road was actually buried several inches by the arrow.

It can be seen how powerful the arrow is.

At the same time, a group of people came out from the forest. The person in the head had a face like a crown of jade and was dressed in fine clothes. He raised his hand and threw the steel bow in his hand to the person behind him.

"Chang Rong!"

He stared at the woman and spoke in a muffled voice, his voice undeniable:

"go home with me!"

"No!" The woman yelled, grabbing the sleeves of the handsome man beside her with both hands, crying with tears in her eyes:

"Third brother, Gu Chong and I really love each other. For the sake of brother and sister, please let us go. I don't want to marry that stupid son of the Han family."

"Brother Chang." 'Gu Chong' held the woman's wrist tightly, and said:

"Although I am a servant of the Chang family, I know that my status is low, but I treat Miss sincerely, and will never change until death. I also hope that Third Brother Chang will fulfill her."

"You..." The noble man's complexion changed, he subconsciously looked at the pedestrians on the official road, his complexion darkened, and he said in a low voice:
"Go back with me first, and talk about it later!"

The ugliness cannot be made public.

How can you say this in front of outsiders?
If the matter gets out, it will definitely be a big blow to the family's reputation. If possible, he even wants to kill people to silence it.

"No!"

Hearing the word 'go back', the woman's complexion changed drastically again, her head swayed again and again, fear appeared in her eyes, she took a step back and said:

"I will never go back!"

"I... I already have Brother Gu's child in my stomach!"

"What did you say?" The noble man's complexion changed when he heard the words, and his face turned ashen for an instant. He turned to look at the 'Brother Gu' in the woman's mouth, with murderous intent in his eyes:
"You bastard..."

"court death!"

His body moved, like a swallow flying close to the ground, and he was immediately at the door facing Gu Chong, reaching forward with one hand like an unsheathed sword.

The extreme speed made the clothes on his arms shake wildly, and the air seemed to be knocked out of a cone, followed by a piercing scream.

Zhenqi martial artist!

This person is not very old, but he has already cultivated his true energy, and he is already one of the best masters in Gu'an County.

"Shh!"

Seeing that Gu Chong was about to lose his life in the hands of the noble man, he suddenly leaned back and spun his whole body close to the ground to avoid the incoming attack.

This movement was quick and nimble, and it was used just right, and even took the opportunity to swing a punch to force the opponent back again and again.

"Golden Goose Fist!"

The noble man's face was stunned, and then the anger in his eyes increased greatly:

"Well, you Gu Chong, the Chang family took pity on you and kindly took you in. As a servant, you not only have a bad reputation as a young lady, but also secretly learned the Chang family's martial arts."

"It should be cut to pieces!"

"Peng!"

Before he could finish his words, the ground beneath his feet had exploded. As the dirt flew, the figure rushed several meters wildly, with such fierce momentum that everyone watching was frightened.

Face to face, even more terrifying.

Gu Chong's face turned pale, and fear appeared in his eyes, but his figure swayed, like a snake poking the grass sideways, and he managed to avoid it.

At the same time, the five fingers subconsciously grasped and clasped towards the noble man's wrist.

"Ok?"

The noble man only felt a tingling pain in the pulse gate, and he couldn't help but be surprised. This shows that Gu Chong has cultivated his true energy and has the strength to threaten him.

it is good!
What a thief!You hide so deep!
When he thought about it, he felt a nameless anger surge up, and immediately his arm shook, his flesh trembled, and the five fingers that attacked him broke apart.

At the same time, stepping on mysterious steps, the body looks like a swimming dragon to launch a rush attack.

His two arms are like two long swords, or pick, or collapse, or split, or press, or point, or wash, or stir, or draw.

Move directly to attack the opponent's vital points, the sword screams and trembles, and there is a faint sound of surging waves.

The noble man's fingers are like swords, his moves are as fast as the wind, and his sword style is endless, invincible to those who stand in his way, instantly suppressing his opponent to death.

But in the blink of an eye, Gu Chong was in danger frequently, and signs of defeat were revealed.

"do not want!"

Seeing that her lover was in danger, the woman's complexion changed drastically. With a flick of her wrist, a soft sword popped out and stabbed towards the noble man.

"Ding……"

The soft sword came with such force that the man had to turn around to block it. The sword finger flicked the blade, and his energy exploded, sending him flying backwards several meters.

"Chang Rong!"

Looking at the woman, the noble man trembled slightly:
"Do you dare to lay hands on me?"

"Third brother." The woman cried with tears in her beautiful eyes:

"Don't force me!"

"it is good!"

"very good!"

The noble man's face was ashen and he waved his big hand fiercely:
"Go!"

"Don't show mercy!"

"Yes!" A group of guards behind him heard the sound and rushed over, most of them were warriors, and there were even two warriors.

With them joining, Gu Chong and the two of them immediately showed that they couldn't support each other.

Fortunately, the woman swung her sword crazily, and everyone was concerned about her identity, so they didn't dare to press too hard, and they could barely support it when the time came.

"what!"

Gu Chong roared crazily, his strength exploded and shook the surrounding people away, his eyes turned, and several figures flickered and rushed towards the carriage.

As long as you get the carriage, you have a chance to escape.

"Step aside!"

Flying into the air, he turned his body upside down and swung his palm at the coachman. The palm was fierce and fierce, but he didn't intend to hold back his hand at all.

"Humph!"

Xiang Xiu hummed.

He was just a passerby watching the show, but he never thought he would be involved. Moreover, Gu Chong was handsome but ruthless in his attacks.

Regardless of whether it will hurt people's lives!

Immediately raising one hand, an invisible palm force gathers in front of him, like the universe turning, and lightly touches the palms of the person who came.

Qian Yuan Palm!
"Peng!"

The palms collided, Xiang Xiu remained motionless, she didn't even shake the carriage, but Gu Chong's complexion changed drastically, and he felt an invisible force rushing into his body, and he lost consciousness instantly, and was shocked involuntarily. Fly out and fall to the ground.

After landing, he was unable to move.

"Google!"

The woman roared in grief, but was suppressed by everyone.

"Good palm!"

The noble man raised his eyebrows slightly, flew to the front, and bowed his hands towards Xiangxiu solemnly:

"I didn't expect there to be such a master here. Thank you for your help, senior. I'm in Changwei. I don't know what to call senior?"

"Don't dare."

Xiang Xiu bowed his head:

"Just a coachman."

Ok?
Chang Wei raised his eyebrows and subconsciously looked at the carriage.

"Let's go." At this time, Fang Zheng in the carriage said calmly:
"Don't delay."

"Yes."

Xiang Xiu bowed his head in response, waved his whip, and drove the horse slowly past the crowd.

*
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A bonfire is lit.

The firelight illuminates a medium-sized area.

The carriage stopped aside, and Xiang Xiu caught a hare from nowhere and roasted it on the flame, the smell of seasoned meat wafted out.

"There are indeed grades of martial arts, but they are not accurately divided."

He whispered:
"After all, some people practice ordinary methods and become martial arts masters, and some people possess peerless martial arts, and they are useless in the end."

"That's interesting to say." Fang Zheng sat cross-legged on a rock and said with a smile:

"There is no invincible martial arts in the world, only invincible people."

"Young Master's words are thought-provoking." Xiang Xiu raised his head, his eyes flashed, as if he was shocked by these words, and then he said:

"But superior martial arts are really good."

"Xiang is from a humble background. Although he has lived a few years longer than the young master, he doesn't know much about this kind of martial arts."

"No problem." Fangzheng waved his hand:
"tell me the story."

"Yes." Xiang Xiu nodded and said:

"Ordinary martial arts, of course, polish the qi and blood, and temper the body. Even if you are lucky enough to cultivate true qi, most of them are only in the small circle."

"It's better, if you learn from a certain school, you have the corresponding palm techniques, boxing skills, and a complete martial arts cultivation method."

The realm of a martial artist includes the Little Zhou and the Great Zhou, without any omissions.

This realm is mainly to strengthen the true qi and temper the physical body. In theory, as long as it is the true qi method, it can be cultivated into a true body without leaks.

only……

Some accumulate true qi slowly, some are prone to hidden injuries, and it is almost impossible to cultivate without leaks. There are not many methods that can truly point to no leaks consistently.

Fangzheng understands:

"How to divide superior martial arts and top martial arts?"

"The previous dynasty collected Taoism and martial arts from all over the world, and compiled "Treasures of the Heavenly Palace" and "Martial Arts", which recorded ten top methods." Xiang Xiu raised her head and spoke in a melodious voice:
"This kind of method is either hidden in the top sect, or it is owned by a certain peerless master. I don't need to think about it."

"As for superior martial arts..."

He glanced at Fangzheng and said:

"What the young master has learned is superior martial arts."

"Oh!" Fang Zheng looked sideways:
“How come you see?”

Of course he knew that the vowel thunder method was extraordinary, but unfortunately he did not have the guidance of a famous teacher, and he was not good at practicing it himself. Even the level was not guaranteed to win.

Speaking of it is also tears.

"It's simple."

Xiang Xiu's answer was unexpected:
"Most of the best martial arts integrate magic and martial arts. How many martial arts masters have you seen who can cast spells as easily as you?"

"Huh?" Fangzheng was taken aback:
"Zhen Qi can be used as magic power, can't martial artists cast spells?"

"That's true." Xiang Xiu sighed softly. Sometimes he doubted Fang Zheng's origin, why he lacked common sense because his cultivation was not low.

Immediately said:
"But true energy is condensed, very true energy does not necessarily have a little mana to use it, and using true energy to cast spells is not worth the loss for a martial artist."

"In addition, spells are not easy to learn, so few martial artists are proficient in the way of spells."

"However, superior martial arts are different. The true qi cultivated in martial arts here is more flexible. Although casting spells is not as good as mana, it is also much more convenient."

"It is said that..."

He pondered for a moment and said with some uncertainty:

"It is precisely because of the characteristics of the true qi cultivated that it is easier for those who practice high-level martial arts to become martial arts masters."

"correct!"

"I heard that martial arts masters and masters of Shufa have reached the same goal by different routes. Those masters of martial arts and martial arts come at their fingertips, regardless of each other."

It is said that?

It is said?

obviously.

The level of contact with Xiangxiu is not that high.

Fangzheng rubbed his chin, thoughtful, he just felt that the zhenqi cultivated by Vowel Leifa was a little different from others.

Can't say exactly what's different.

Now I know the answer.

Spell!

When casting spells, there will be differences. No wonder outsiders guess that there is a mage sitting in Fangfu, and no one guesses that he is on him.

Because.

It is common sense in many people's minds that a martial artist cannot be a mage.

Ok?
His eyes moved slightly. Fang Zheng stopped his thoughts and cast his gaze towards the dark forest. His brows furrowed slightly, as if he heard something.

"Crash..."

There was a strange noise.

Xiang Xiu also sensed something was wrong, stood up from the campfire, put the roasted rabbit meat aside, and looked intently at the dense forest.

"what!"

"Run away!"

"Protect the young master!"

"..."

The screams and shouts continued intermittently, and the distance was getting closer.

"Wow..."

The leaves swayed, and three figures rushed out of the dense forest. Two of them were decapitated by a cold light before they could stand still.

The cold light was fierce and shocking, and the inertia caused the two headless corpses to rush forward for a few steps before they fell to the ground.

"senior!"

The only remaining person showed panic in his eyes, and when he saw the ecstasy behind Xiang Xiu, he rushed over and shouted:
"Senior, help!"

"Huh?" Xiang Xiu's eyes moved slightly:

"It's you!"

The person who came was the noble young man he met in the evening, the man named Chang Wei.

It's just that it's different from then. At this time, Chang Wei's clothes are messy, his long hair is loose, there are bloodstains on his body, and his eyes are full of horror.

Completely opposite to the nobility of the time.

Behind him, two figures landed lightly.

"Tsk tsk..."

One of them whispered:
"Unexpectedly, there is a savior of the Chang family here?"

The bonfire swayed, revealing the faces of the people, both of them were handsome men, one of them was the servant of the Chang family, Gu Chong.

Gu Chong is already a handsome young man with fine features and delicate features.

Compared with the other person, he was still three points inferior. The facial features of that person were three-dimensional and mature, full of masculine charm.

Dressed in white, he looked even more dusty.

only……

This person's eyes are light and his voice is disdainful, which makes it difficult to have a good impression.

However, this kind of prodigal attitude may be more popular with women, especially the eyes that play with the world, which may make some women crazy.

"A few."

Xiang Xiu looked back at Fangzheng, stepped back slowly, and said slowly:
"We are just passers-by. The matters between you have nothing to do with us. Mr. Chang, please go elsewhere to solve your own troubles."

heard.

Chang Wei's complexion changed, becoming paler and paler.

"it is good!"

The man in white at the back clapped and praised:

"It's nothing to do with yourself, hang it high, so as not to cause a commotion, that's the way to go."

"Senior Brother Wu." Gu Chong rolled his eyes and said in a low voice:
"It's because of them that I was captured by mistake, and I didn't do my best in the master's trial. Fortunately, there was a senior brother who helped me."

"Oh!" Senior Brother Wu raised his eyebrows and looked thoughtfully.

"Two."

Seeing this, Xiang Xiu's heart sank slightly:
"At that time, that little brother was the first to attack someone. I have no intention of causing trouble, but I am not a person who is afraid of trouble!"

Said and waved lightly with one hand.

"call……"

A strong wind arose in the field, and the strong wind stirred up the weeds, forming a small tornado out of thin air, and even plowed shallow marks on the ground.

Great Zhou Tianwu Master!
Senior Brother Wu narrowed his eyes, and the scimitar at his waist trembled without any wind. Then he smiled and waved his big hand lightly:

"That's it!"

"whee……"

At this moment, a crisp laughter sounded, echoing in the field:
"Isn't Senior Brother Wu scared?"

"The requirement for our master to become a true disciple is to let the disciple successfully hook up with a good family. Your junior brother can't be regarded as successful."

"If it wasn't for you, he would have been destroyed!"

The woman smiled and said:

"It's nothing for you and me to help you hide it from the master, but if it is leaked to outsiders, how will you explain it?"

"call……"

With a breeze in the arena, an elf-like woman appeared out of thin air, smiling and looking at everyone in the arena.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Fangzheng felt that the other party's gaze paused slightly on him, as if he had discovered something, and the smile on his face became brighter.

"Junior Sister Qin?"

Looking at the incoming person, 'Senior Brother Wu''s expression changed slightly, with fear in his eyes, and then he turned his eyes towards Xiang Xiu.

"pity!"

He shook his head slightly:
"My friend's fate is bad. He saw something he shouldn't have seen. Now that junior sister has spoken, Wu can't let you go."

"Did you kill yourself, or did Wu do it?"

"What a big tone!" Xiang Xiu's face darkened:
"Xiang is not talented, but I would like to ask for your advice!"

"Be careful." Fangzheng stood up from the rock, and said slowly:
"They should be members of the Hehuan Sect."

"Huh!" 'Junior Sister Qin' raised her eyebrows:
"I didn't expect to meet someone here who knows our Hehuan Sect. Didn't you meet my sect before?"

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly and ignored what the other party meant.

Acacia.

One of the Six Paths of the Demon Heaven.

Most of the disciples of this sect are handsome in appearance and excellent in quality, and the methods they practice are all related to men and women, and their minds are distorted.

Analyze what you just said.

Gu Chong should be a disciple of the Hehuan Sect. If he wants to become a true disciple, he must complete the entrance examination with the task of hooking up with a good family.

If the young lady from the Chang family is missing, the consequences may be bad...

Playing with emotions like this, the character of a disciple must be different from ordinary people.

"Without further ado!"

Brother Wu snorted coldly:
"Death!"

As the sound fell, the light of the knife suddenly appeared in the field. The light of the knife was like a crescent moon, swirling gently in the sky, and the beautiful moonlight fell on the head.

The moonlight shines all over the place, making people unable to hide.

And his target was not Xiang Xiu, but Fang Zheng who was behind.

"Be careful, son!"

Xiang Xiu drank in a low voice, and rushed forward.

(End of this chapter)