She sat on the steps, holding her chin in her hands.

She had never seen Chen Ping'an so...sad.

She also felt a little sad and blew the yellow talisman on her forehead.

The talisman cannot be blown away, nor can the heart be blown away.

Will this always happen when a person grows up?

In an instant, the vast water of time flowing at the southern end of Aquarius Continent returned to normal and poured into Old Dragon City from all directions.

It's just that except for secular immortals such as Jindan Yuanying, ordinary people can't detect this subtlety at all.

After a while, these smart people from Old Dragon City finally realized that something was a little weird.

It was normal for Chen Ping'an to disappear. He was pierced through the abdomen by the sword-swallowing boat and disappeared from sight. But Du Mao disappeared, and Zheng Dafeng also disappeared. This is a bit difficult to explain.

What's more, accidents happened on their side watching the battle from a distance.

For example, the Fu family was the most nervous. In addition to the "No. 1 person in Tongye Island" in the eyes of Aquarius Island, the most invincible teacher in Old Dragon City, the nun, fell to the ground and lost consciousness on the spot, with blood flowing all over her body.

come out.

It is clearly a horrific scene that has seriously damaged the fundamentals.

Fu Qi rushed over from the Dragon Climbing Platform, squatted down, his face was ashen, and he was puzzled. He was a little resentful of the existence of Fan Junmao. If not for this, he would never be completely in the dark today, and he would definitely be able to get a glimpse of it.

After finding out the inside story of the previous vision and the condition of the old woman from the Jiang family in Yunlin, she was even more horrified. Was her natal flying sword destroyed? But Fu Qi did not reveal the secret and said calmly: "We have suffered some injuries.

Let’s talk about it as soon as we get back to the mansion.”

Fu Nanhua looked towards the city wall. Chen Ping'an was no longer there. Did he die somewhere in the outer city, or?

Fu Donghai and Fu Chunhua looked at each other again.

Seeing with their own eyes that this arrogant nun was "somewhat injured" was a big piece of good news for the two of them who were still unwilling to give up completely on the seat of city leader.

Fu Nanhua asked softly: "In the back?"

Fu Qi shook his head and said: "Don't worry about it, it doesn't make much sense. Now go back and find out what happened and why Du Mao disappeared. Instead of taking the east gate, go to the south gate to enter the city."

As the well-deserved top spot in Old Dragon City, the Fu family, who was determined to unify Old Dragon City, actually chose to take a detour and head towards the south gate.

The most stupid person is naturally the Du Yan on top of the city, the direct descendant of Du Mao who ascended to the Ascension Realm. He rubbed his eyes, where are the ancestors? Where are the people?!

His wife, Ding, has mediocre cultivation qualifications, but is more calm than Du Yan, who has perfected the Golden Core Realm. "In Tongye Continent, our ancestors can run rampant, let alone such a small Aoping Continent?"

Du Yan nodded, held her hand, and said with a smile: "I lost my temper. If this happens, our Tongye Sect will use Old Dragon City as a springboard to cast a net all the way north to recruit all the major immortal sects.

Those who follow our Tongye Sect will prosper, and those who go against will perish. When the time comes, I will be responsible for one of the routes, and you will be the head of your Ding family. From now on, there will only be two surnames in Old Dragon City: Fu and Ding."

The woman smiled brightly.

The three major surnames of Ding Fanghou outside Laolong City sent their respective families to intercept and kill Zheng Dafeng and his party.

This was a temporary arrangement made by the Fu family before. In fact, it caught them off guard. They should not have been so hasty and naked, but a group of people outside the city, a group in the outer city, a group in the inner city, and all three groups could have done better.

"According to the status" makes it difficult for people to grasp the situation, rather than this clumsy trick that is almost like a street fight. It's just that since the Fu family is willing to lose face, their previous four major surnames formed an alliance, but under the Sun Jiashu of the Sun family and the Ding family of Du Yan

After defecting to the Fu family one after another, and after learning the Fu family's order to intercept and kill him, he had no bargaining capital and confidence. From now on, he would become a vassal of the Fu family and eat the scraps left in the mouth of the Fu family. It would be better than today.

It would be better to uproot it later.

Among the three tribes, the boy surnamed Fang didn't feel that the situation had changed. He was still thinking about the big banquet tonight, when all the women from the dusty medicine shop would be exposed, and whoever drank a glass of wine could teach them to take off their clothes.

clothes!

After discussion, the talkers with the three major surnames decided to follow the Fu family to the south city gate. As for the guest ministers behind them who were responsible for intercepting and killing them, they were not restrained for now. They would surely join them in the city after removing their heads.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Fan Junmao slowly woke up, and as expected he fell into the golden elixir.

But she didn't feel any resentment at all. After laughing, she glanced at the route to the dragon platform below, and there were sporadic fights. She frowned, covered her heart with her hand, and pointed down with two fingers of her other hand.

Give pointers.

In the sea of ​​clouds, beams of light fell one after another.

Because he used Yunhai's fundamental luck, Fan Junmao's attack was no less powerful than an ordinary Nascent Soul.

The five or six remaining guests who had already suffered heavy casualties were shot through the head one by one.

Fan's coachman, who served as a dead soldier, was the last one left.

The four people got off the carriage, and the only ones who finally got on the carriage were Lu Baixiang, who was covered in blood, and Wei Xian, who was wearing nectar armor and was the least injured.

And Zhu Lian, the crazy Wu man, died.

The right side of the Sui Dynasty was even killed in battle.

Lu Baixiang picked up the Infatuated Heart Sword, and without forgetting to stab the corpses in the heart, he went to the carriage.

In the old Dragon City, the great monk who was able to travel far away in the stagnation of time, the short old man dressed as a rich man, was now standing under a tree, bending down and laughing so hard that he burst into tears.

Very happy!

In the past thousand years, the old man has never laughed so heartily.

Du Mao, this old pervert, turned out to be where he is today!

His intention to cross the continent and go north this time was just to relax and meet someone of his own lofty ideals. Who would have thought that he would encounter such a beautiful thing.

This wealthy man from the mountains who is in Tongye Continent but is very famous among some small and medium-sized fairy families in Aquarius Continent, especially fairies of all kinds, and who is most willing to spend a lot of money, has an affair with a certain invincible god.

The high-roller in the boxing gang who calls himself the "Jade-faced Young Man" often gets jealous over a certain fairy during those magical days, and fights. Of course, it's not a real fight, but a waste of money, and it's not just money.

But that little summer money!

The old man suppressed his smile and said sternly: "Today is a good day. I can't do it any more. I have to suppress that guy. I have to be generous and show off my due style! I can't let that guy be arrogant anymore.

.It’s just a pity that Fairy Su Jia from Zhengyang Mountain is such a handsome and fairy-like girl. I originally wanted to go to Zhengyang Mountain in person to deliver a magic weapon, but it’s a pity. It’s a pity...

And that He Xiaoliang and Fairy He Da from Shen Gaozong, why did they leave Aquarius Continent? They still want to run to see her and take a look at her beauty, even if they take a look from a distance...

"

The dusty drug store is located inside a house.

Chen Ping'an always sat on that chair. I heard that even if the man on the hospital bed could get up and walk, he would still be a hunchback in the future.

I will be rickety for the rest of my life.

He was originally slovenly and unkempt.

I recall those days when I was standing at the gate, watching the immortals from the mountains walking into the town, and the carefree man exclaimed, "That woman just now, her thighs can crush people to death."

That day, the skinny young man still didn't understand the meaning of the dirty words, so he had to ask: "Has that lady practiced martial arts?"

At that time, no serious man was actually an eighth-level martial artist.

today.

Chen Pingan said hoarsely: "Zheng Dafeng, I have traveled such a long way and met many people in the world. You are the one with the hardest bones and the straightest spine. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

At this moment, the former small town janitor was lying in the blood-soaked quilt, making no sound.

On the sea outside the isolated island ferry at Old Dragon City, a little Taoist boy stepped on a huge golden gourd. He stretched out his hands pitifully and was "banged" by a branch picked up from nowhere by a poor old scholar.

The little Taoist boy's eyes were red and he kept complaining, "Master Literary Saint, it's really none of my business. This time, I didn't trick him, Chen Ping'an, in Old Longcheng. It was him who got into trouble with that Du Mao. I can't even figure it out."

Ah, what kind of realm is Du Mao? I can't go to Old Dragon City to die. It's against the rules for you to hit me... Oops! It hurts, it hurts..."

It was a good thing that the old scholar didn't listen to this complaint. When he heard this, he became even more angry and struck even harder, "You heartless little bastard, who did you call brother and sister with back then? Who did you flirt with? Well?

?Pick up your chopsticks to eat and put them down to scold you, right? I've taught you that your stinky nose has crooked you, I'm here to straighten you out! You still dare to hide? Stand still, stand still, and reach out!"

The little Taoist boy obediently stretched out his hands, but there was really nowhere to hide, and he wailed: "Master Wen Sheng, if you do this again, I will complain to the master. If you favor Chen Pingan so much, my master will also favor me...

…”

The old scholar shouted angrily: "How dare you talk back? I don't know what kind of bad water is in the belly of the stinky cow's nose?! The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. If I don't beat you today, I will take your surname!"

The little Taoist boy cried loudly, "Master Literary Saint, we have the same surname! Even if we are not the same family, for the sake of this little love, you can beat me less..."

The old scholar snorted coldly, threw away the branch, and said a lesson: "From now on, when we move to Qingming Tianxia, ​​don't cause trouble! Your little cleverness will only cause trouble. The Taoist priest in the White Jade Palace, on the twelfth floor

In the five major cities, the gods are happy and happy, but it also means that they will not follow the same rules as Haoran Tianxia. The last thing they want is the word "rules."

The little Taoist boy sat down on the big golden gourd. After wiping his tears, he shook his hands vigorously, raised his head, and asked curiously: "Master, you didn't say you wanted to go to that world."

The old scholar glared and said, "You know nothing."

The little Taoist boy said, "I know nothing, but then I knew you were the Literary Saint..."

The old scholar laughed and grabbed another branch that floated away with the sea water. The little Taoist boy stood up on his own, stretched out his hands, and started a new round of hitting the board.

The little Taoist boy wanted to die.

This inconspicuous little dead branch, held in the hands of the poor old man in front of me, is no worse than the flying sword of the sword fairy.

The old scholar glanced at the southwest side, threw away the dead branch, and slapped the little Taoist boy on the head, "Get out of here and live with your tail between your legs from now on."

The big golden gourd floated away, and the little Taoist boy standing on it suddenly turned his back to the old scholar, bent down and twisted his buttocks, turning his head and making a face.

The old scholar stretched out a finger and twisted it gently. The dead branch swung and hit the little Taoist boy's buttocks.
To be continued...