Xia Yubing and Zhou Sheng were like sand and stones, and Nihua Mountain was like a giant, shaking his sleeves.

Fortunately, there is a closer monk Yan Hui. He takes his magic power as his foothold, and he runs in the air like running on the ground, and he easily avoids stones. He has long sleeves and agile figure. He does not fight at this time, and does not use any killer moves, nor does he have a fierce expression. He looks like a thin old god.

Yan Hui had already caught Xia Yubing and Zhou Sheng, one by one. After Tang Qian saw this scene from afar, he wanted several ups and downs to go over, but he saw a very thin black thread in front of him that was almost invisible to his eyes. Tang Qian's expression suddenly became very exciting. He didn't even avoid the stone, but gently picked up the thin thread with his hand, as if he was picking a flower, very gentle, even for fear that the other side would feel that he had grasped the thread.

The Taoist Tianxing and Tuozi had safely found a relatively smaller mountain bag at the foot of Nihua Mountain. The trees were swaying here, and they hid themselves very well, but the things they were talking about now did not hide their consciousness at all.

The Taoist Tianxing is just one of the identities of this old man Dunjia. He is not so polite to his words. Now he is chanting: "Nianhua Mountain has collapsed. This is the only part we have completed. It's over." When he was speaking, Nihua Mountain was still collapsing. Most of the mountain had collapsed. The villages and towns at the bottom of the mountain were completely abandoned.

"The Great Buddha Temple is over. Most of them are still in the Buddha's country of the temple. This temple is cruel enough. If you exile yourself, a group of monks will also exile them together. However, the good news is that if you are like this, you will still be a companion. Although these monks hate it to the core now, it is estimated that a few people will always let go of their hatred in the long years and then chat with the Buddha's temple. "Taoist Tianxing said, and he finally thought of another gain.

"But what we originally thought was to deal with that old lady Li Ruihong, so that Ruibeast Villa would be able to be destroyed soon without a backbone. Then, we would kill the little constable in Luocheng, sell that guy Liu Xing with a favor, and then seize that little devil..." The hunchback spoke

At that time, he was still wearing the half piece of clothing, and his hood had been removed, revealing his very obvious wart, but his wart had been significantly smaller, and now it looked like a small protrusion, with a different color than the flesh next to it.

He was only wearing clothes that could wrap his entire short body with the size of the size. The other villain in his arms also poked his head out at this time and repeated the hunch's words: "Yes, yes, I was going to kill the old woman."

The hunch reached into his arms, then scratched, and then took out a whole pair of pants worn by the hooded man before. It seemed that the pants themselves were on the strange baby whom he used as a spell. He used the strange magic to stretch the legs of the monster baby to become the legs of the hooded man, and his arm stretched it into the arms of the hooded man. Then he sat cross-legged on the monster baby's neck with his short legs, becoming the hooded man that could be bitten by the New Year beast.

"What is the next step after seizing the little devil?" At this time, a very calm and even ordinary voice asked, saying that it is normal because you won't have too much impression of this sound, but people often recognize this sound, just because the owner of this sound is a very easy and impressive man.

"Tang Qian." Tianxing Taoist's voice was very soft. He knew that it was actually difficult for him to leave in front of this man. Fortunately, he found a treetop among the shadows of the tree, and then gently pointed it with his feet, and he sat cross-legged on the branches. The hunchman saw that it was Tang Qian and had suffered a loss before. He also understood that it was not suitable for fighting here, so he frowned and sat under the tree with an unhappy look on his face.

Taoist Tianxing even smeared the two eyeballs on his face very comfortably. The eyes were really similar, and even the eyes and emotions could be revealed from the eyes of the painting. The word "玉威威" is very useful here.

Another identity of Taoist Tianxing, the old man who had seen Tang Qian, who was good at using Dunjia, had no eyes. It was not that his eyes were dug up, but that he had no eyes, and even the hole that filled his eyes.

"I'm actually very curious. The name Tang Qian shouldn't have sounded in Yunzhou." said Taoist Tianxing.

"I am Tang Qian?" Tang Qian actually said this.

The Taoist Tianxing narrowed his eyes: "I really heard that Tang Qian is not a person like you." Tang Qian in front of him was really ordinary, and such an ordinary person was unlikely to be the largest state in the four realms and the most dazzling genius in Zhongzhou.

"What should Tang Qian look like?" Tang Qian was actually very curious about this question. Even the things he asked at the beginning thought he could wait. He sat down relaxedly. The moment he sat down, the hunch was approaching, but Tang Qian's sword appeared faster and appeared in front of the hunch. He smiled and stepped back, holding the strange baby and sat back under the tree where the Taoist Tianxing was.

"Legendary Tang Qian is a wonderful person." Taoist Tianxing pondered for a while: "He is a very talented person. When talking about his cultivation or reputation, what others know more is his talent. Legend has it that this person has a good painting skills and a good way of writing poetry. He is either a beauties or a fine wine around him... It seems that you don't look like him."

While listening, Tang Qian looked at the dirty big toes exposed by his torn straw sandals, and nodded in a deep opinion: "That doesn't really look like it."

"In addition, I really asked about a news that Tang Qian from Zhongzhou is still there, and he still has fine wine and beauty."

Tang Qian shrugged: "I'm really jealous, I want it too."

"Then I'll call you Tang Qian. I really don't know if there should be any other way to call you, but your cultivation is still very similar to that of Tang Qian in Zhongzhou - you should have a good outfit." said Taoist Tianxing.

"I'm not Tang Qian?" Tang Qian's question made Taoist Tianxing seem to understand something, but he didn't say anything, but was waiting for Tang Qian's question.

"I missed to know something about what you are going to do to find Zhou Sheng, so I should be honest as much as possible." Tang Qian asked.

The Taoist Tianxing had already opened his mouth slightly.

Because if you don’t answer, this Tang Qian looks not the gentle and elegant Tang Qian who paints and recites poetry all day long.

(End of this chapter)
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