The Yin soldiers escorted us for only ten minutes. The leading Yin general came over and wanted to take the military talisman from Xiaohong's old slave. He got the military talisman. Just like when he came, he disappeared without a trace, leaving only Wu Qi and his tens of thousands of Yin soldiers.

When I looked at his team, I was a little powerful, but now it was like a group of swans suddenly flying away, leaving the ugly ducklings all over the ground, which looked a little awkward in their senses. However, the existence of the ghost is a gust of energy compared to the world, so they are not able to keep up with us at all.

Our speed has reached a rapid speed. Even if Mengtuo and Zhang Qingnian find it to chase after him, unless their speed is much faster than us, it is almost impossible to catch up.

When I stepped into the territory of Maoshan, my father and I breathed a sigh of relief. But my father stopped outside the mountain gate and said to Chen Ou’s master uncle: “Thank you for your help. I originally wanted to stay, but this is the case now. I can’t change anything after staying. I will leave here and deal with some things, and at the same time find strong help!”

I stayed here, and Chen Ou’s master uncle and others didn’t say anything. They said take care of themselves, and ignored my father and stepped into the mountains.

I turned around and looked at me from a distance. My father did not stop and flew towards the 100,000 mountains. I prayed silently in my heart, hoping that my uncle was fine. Because what my father wanted to deal with should be the second uncle's business. As long as the second uncle comes back, he and my father join forces, the Zuo brothers will kill him like slaughtering dogs, and it is naturally no problem to deal with Mengtuo and the others. But he will not be able to come back in a short while. I am afraid it will take a few days. I wonder if Maoshan can last until my father comes back.

Chen Ou's master uncle was also facing a great enemy at this time, with a serious face. He didn't care about us when he landed on the mountain. He called a few junior brothers to start the mountain protection formation. As a result, when the few people were making hand gestures, a loud roar came from behind him: "He is so storm, and a few Luo Luos were scared to death. Thinking of opening the mountain protection formation, your master's face was thrown away by you."

In Maoshan, these old guys were the biggest. Only Chen Ou’s master could scold them like this, but this was a strange voice, very thick, as if it was a fat man’s voice, somewhat like a woman’s voice, but also as rough as a man.

With the strange voices, Chen Ou and Gu Yun, Xia Tian's body shook suddenly, and his face turned pale.

I was even more curious, so I hurriedly looked back and found an ugly woman standing under the huge rocks of the West Mountain, who looked like Marshal Tianpeng, who had a sow fetus, was black and strong, and had a big face.

It would be fine if she looked like this, but she had to wear a floral dress, and the fat around her waist was as if she had worn several large swimming rings.

When I saw this person, I couldn't help but gasp. There was such a person in the world who looked so fatter than the New Year pigs that my grandmother had raised for five or six years.

There seems to be no other woman on Maoshan except my mother. Besides the people who can go to Maoshan to dry the wild, there are Chen Ou's master's uncle in addition to the mountains.

But in my impression, uncles are all men, and they are immediately eliminated in my mind. In this way, they are definitely not an important person. The first time I saw such an ugly person, I opened my mouth and wanted to complain, but I found that Chen Ou had a shattered face and said nothing, and then I held back the words when I was talking.

At this moment, Chen Ou's master uncle knelt down with a thud and kowtowed, "Disciple has seen uncle!" The other six people also knelt on the ground, not daring to be disrespectful at all, and they all called uncle.

Then I suddenly realized that it seemed that the person who called Uncle Master might not be a woman, or perhaps the black and ugly man in front of me was not a woman at all.

When Chen Ou saw that his uncle and the others were all kneeling down, he hurriedly knelt down. He didn't dare to be taller than his uncles, so he could only prostrate himself and said nothing.

I saw that I was the oldest senior in Maoshan. Whether it was ugly or not, I had to be polite, so I planned to call him senior and give him a tribute. But in summer, I found that I was about to move, so I secretly grabbed my hand and wrote on my back with my fingers: "Don't talk too much, think that I am a dead person."

I was afraid that I wouldn't understand, so I wrote concisely: "It's not a family, I won't go into the family." At this moment, I suddenly realized and stood aside without saying a word.

Xiaohong's old slave stepped forward and bowed, "The Bai family slave in the Gaze Mountain has seen him!"

The old slave's voice made my eyelids twitch. In my opinion, this old man's cultivation is elusive. He was not moved by Meng Tuo and Zhang Qingnian. Although there was a large army at that time, if the strength gap was too large, he would not be able to withstand that pressure at all. Even if the backer was big, he would not be able to remain calm. It can be seen that the old slave's strength is comparable to Meng Tuo.

Moreover, his words also revealed a lot of information. If it was just because he was humble in Xiaohong's family, then at most he would be a polite word, and he would not call him a senior.

Lao Nu said respectfully, but Hei Chouzhuang just glanced at it and said impatiently: "I don't know the little thing from there, get out of here!"

This sounds a bit harsh, but it seems reasonable to consider her seniority. Xiaohong's old slave looked embarrassed and coughed as if he wanted to explain. I hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him and said, "Stop talking, we are just guests. This is someone else's family business, let's go!"

Xiaohong's old slave wanted to maintain Xiaohong's reputation, so I pinched him hard and pulled him. Without even saying hello to Hei Chouzhuang, I left with my head down.

If I had walked over like this, it would be disrespectful. Not only would I offend people, but I would probably be punished. But when people were impatient in front of Maoshan, we were like flies. They wished we would disappear quickly. When we walked over, we would have thought that we would not see it.

Xia Tian and Gu Yun had already come into contact with each other, and probably suffered a loss. Seeing me leave, I hurriedly followed me.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that we will be beaten to death when we are bob, but in front of such abnormal family members, we always have to suffer some losses. Normal people naturally do not suffer any losses.

When Chen Ou saw us, he hurriedly got up, bowed, and followed him to walk. Hei Chouzhuang didn't say anything, but when he passed by Hei Chouzhuang, he didn't know what was wrong with Hei Chouzhuang, so he suddenly kicked him.

"Oh!" Chen Ou cried and sank, and suddenly collapsed on the ground, with tears and snot. I looked back and saw Chen Ou being kicked and turned out from the left, and he knew it was broken at first glance.

Chen Ou howled twice, and was stared at Hei Chouzhuang, and the sound of slaughtering a pig was held in his throat. Seeing that he shut up, Hei Chouzhuang squatted down and made a click. Chen Ou felt like he was sucking, and grabbed a few handfuls of his hand at the sky. A handsome face kneaded into dough. Then he couldn't bear the pain, and hurriedly reached into his mouth and held his chin, and tears rolled down.

I was so scared that I broke my legs without saying a word. Being born in such a sect is simply hell.

With the crackling sound just now, Chen Ou's legs returned to the right position. I thought it was over, so I planned to wait for Chen Ou to escape from the clutches and then support him. I took Hei Chouzhuang and took Chen Ou's feet. It was like a steel ruler. I folded it back and forth several times. Every time I could see Chen Ou's trouser legs arching out, which was a misplaced bone that was pushed open with the skin.

He let Chen Ou have qi in his body, and his body is stronger than that of ordinary people, but he can't withstand this kind of tossing. The pain made his face disappear and he almost fainted. After turning back and forth several times, Chen Ou took out the hand that was biting in his mouth, and opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of dark blood, protruding the blood, and the bones returned to his position, Chen Ou's face suddenly became rosy.

"This is Maoshan bone rubbing technique, young master..." Xiaohong's old slave called me aside, but as soon as he spoke, I knew what he meant, and I also knew that although Chen Ou was tortured to death, he actually got a lot of benefits. The hidden wounds left by several battles were all cured by this bone rubbing. It was absolutely impossible to let me suffer that kind of torture.

When the old slave saw me, he waved his hand and said, "Young master, I endured the hardships..."

I hesitated for a while and interrupted him, rubbing my bones to heal my wounds. This is an ancient method. Even if I am willing to let Hei Chouzhuang break his legs back and forth, others may not be willing to take action.

As the saying goes, you are willing to be humble, but others may not pay attention to it.

Hei Chouzhuang stood up and kicked Chen Ou to us. A distance of about ten meters, a handsome guy of about 1.8 meters, fell in front of us like a broken sack.

However, this time, Hei Chouzhuang was very cautious. Chen Ou was just a little embarrassed after landing, and his body was not hurt at all. He rumbling and got up, like sleepwalking, and ignored us and ran away. As soon as he ran, we hurriedly followed. On the way, Xiaohong's old slave sighed regretfully: "Young master, you have a lot of secret injuries in your body. Now you are young and can't feel it. When you are in your thirties, the problems will emerge. This bone rubbing technique..."

"At the age of thirty, Xiaohong's children and I can do so, so don't worry about this." I was speechless. Even a fool could see Chen Ou's appearance. If he could refuse, even if he was tortured to death by secret injuries, he would never have been used to rub bones.

You should know that there is no free lunch in the world. Secret injuries are extremely difficult to heal. Bone rubbing can be cured in a very short time, so what you bear is not just a mutant and bone skewer.

When I saw Xiaohong's old slave insisted on giving me such an opportunity, I was a little unhappy and said calmly: "You are so old that you must have been hurt a lot when you were young. If you are persuading me, I will ask that senior with Xiaohong's reputation and ask her to help me. Of course, I am in the traditional virtue of respecting the elderly and loving the young, so this kind of good thing will naturally be given to you!"

Xiaohong's old slave immediately kept silent and smiled helplessly.

I sent the Tianfeng coffin to Master Chen Ou's thatched hut, but I didn't see anyone. I put it on the ground and went back to my mother's thatched hut. When I went in, I saw Chen Ou sitting in the yard with a rosy face and a little handsome, but I saw that he seemed to be uncomfortable all over and kept twisting.

Xia Tian walked over kindly and asked, "Brother Chen, are you okay?"

As soon as he asked, Chen Ou turned around and shouted, "It's okay, it's okay, why don't you try it?"

Xia Tian was sprayed with a spitting look on his face and shook his head and said, "It's really wrong to have a lower beam!"

Seeing this, we didn't dare to provoke Chen Ou. I guess when he grows old, he will become as nervous as his uncle and the others, and live the most annoying person. After all, "the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked!"

Chen Ou didn't know if it was crazy or what happened. He returned to normal at dawn. I didn't tell my mother what happened outside, especially about my father and second uncle, so I didn't mention it at all, so as not to worry her.

I slept in a daze for more than an hour, and it was already past eight o'clock when I woke up. My mother was making wild vegetables for us, and suddenly there was a loud noise outside, and the sky above Maoshan trembled.

My face changed suddenly, and I hurriedly said to my mother: "Mom, stay here well, don't run around!" I took a few steps, and thought to myself that I suddenly said, "My mother doesn't understand the whole story, and was curious that something might happen, so she stopped and said, "Maoshan offended some powerful enemies. Now she is looking for revenge. Several seniors can deal with it, but just in case, if you see strangers entering the mountain, remember to escape to Nanshan!"

My mother caught up with me and heard me explain things clearly. Then she stopped. She wiped her hands nervously on the apron and shouted from afar: "Xiaochu, you have to be careful. A few seniors are good at our family. Those who can help must help!"

"I get it!" I responded, and turned around and saw that Chen Ou and Xia Tian had already run away. Only Wu Qi and Lao Nu were waiting for me at the door. The three of them rushed towards Xishan. On the way, I said to Wu Qi: "You tens of thousands of ghost soldiers are nothing in front of the Golden Fire Cavalry. Don't take them out and die. If Maoshan can't defend you, come back and take the Heaven-Feng Coffin and my mother, and go down from Nanshan, and run as far as you can!"

After I finished speaking, I was worried that Wu Qi would not listen to the arrangements for my safety, so I added: "This is an order!"

Wu Qi then replied, "I will take the order!" I felt relieved when I heard this. He is a soldier. As long as he says this, as long as he is not beaten to death, he will continue to execute it.

When we arrived at Xishan, eight old guys from Maoshan were all there, standing behind Hei Chouzhuang in a regular manner. The outside was already covered with Qimen Dunjia and Golden Fire Cavalry, but at this time, Maoshan did not open any formation and ventilated on all sides, which made me feel a little chill when I looked outside.

However, Meng Tuo and Zhang Qingnian seemed to recognize Hei Chouzhuang and did not step into the main peak of Maoshan, floating in the air from afar.

Xiaohong's old slave shouted from afar: "Your speed seems to be slower than I thought."

Zhang Qingnian was snorting coldly when he heard this, and he felt very unhappy.

I slept for an hour before they came. The speed was indeed not fast, but this did not mean that their power was not good at it. Instead, the old slave went down to borrow soldiers. Although that person did not allow the Yin soldiers to take action, being able to borrow Yin soldiers was enough to intimidate many people.

After all, the owner of that token is like an emperor below. Some people dare to make small moves under him, but no one dares to ignore his authority, and it is understandable that delays are delayed.

Meng Tuo looked at the dark and ugly man from afar and bowed, "Senior, I have heard of it..."

"Hiss!" I gasped. Meng Tuo has lived for thousands of years, neither human nor ghost, so why do you call him a senior black and ugly?

Impossible! I quickly denied my thoughts. Hei Chou Zhuang couldn't tell his true age at all. After all, she was too ugly, so ugly that she couldn't tell whether she was old or young. But no matter what, she couldn't live longer than Meng Tuo. There seemed to be something I didn't know about in this generation. The only thing that is certain is that Hei Chou Zhuang, the eight old madmen in Maoshan, is absolutely of great strength.

Meng Tuo originally wanted to flatter a few words, but before he could finish his words, Hei Chouzhuang suddenly said angrily: "With your appearance, you dare to spy on the face of this girl!"

Meng Tuo was so shocked that his mouth wide opened. The people around Qimen Dunjia all wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

Hei Chouzhuang rolled his eyes and inserted his thick arms into his waist that was not known to be thick. He said like a shrew who was cursing: "I don't like you very much. Come quickly and go as far as you want, don't let me feel upset."

Meng Tuo gasped and said in anger: "We are here not to cause trouble for Maoshan, but..."

"Looking for trouble in Maoshan? Come on, I'm standing here, you can try it." He almost jumped up and replied with his feet.

Meng Tuo was interrupted several times and was already very unhappy. He was not polite before and said, "I have heard of the majesty of seniors for a long time, but I don't mean that I'm afraid of seniors. As long as Maoshan hand over the rebellious Lin Chu of the Taoist Sect, I will leave immediately."

Meng Tuo still maintained restraint when he was angry, which made me even more unable to guess Hei Chouzhuang's identity. She felt that her majesty was no less than Xiaohong.

"The person is here. If you have the ability, you can take him away. If you ask me to send him out, he is not the radish head in the fields. I can throw it to you with just one lift of my hand!" Hei Chouzhuang said something a little unclear and I became a little nervous, afraid that she would really let Meng Tuo come and catch me.

Meng Tuo could not tell whether the black and ugly tone was true or not. He gave Zhang Qingnian a wink and flew towards the main peak of Maoshan alone: ​​"The younger generation came in and took the people away!"

When I saw it, I became nervous. Just as I was about to speak, Chen Ou grabbed me and said, "Don't worry, just wait and see the show. My uncle is very capable. Your wife is here, and I guess she is not a match."

I hummed disdainfully. Her seniority seemed a little unclear, but I didn't believe it if she had the strength to be better than Xiaohong.

"Forbidden Technique!" Seeing that I didn't believe it, Chen Ou lowered his voice and said two words. I shook my whole body and I could do two forbidden Techniques, but since it was forbidden Techniques, it means that you can not use it as long as you want. If you use it once, the damage to yourself is irreversible. Moreover, the power of the forbidden Technique is also related to your own cultivation, just that it can allow you to exert hundreds of times your own level of power.

Chen Ou knew that I understood the meaning of the forbidden technique, and then said: "My uncle's forbidden technique is different from what you will do. Your forbidden technique is too harmful to yourself, and it is called the forbidden technique. My uncle's forbidden technique is called..."
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