“…”

Seeing this scene, if it weren't for the moment, Qin Si would almost retching.

But at the same time, my heart was really shivering.

Over the years, she has never seen a master, but she has never seen such a terrifying person.

This old guy is simply the legendary monster. No matter who he is, she will immediately worship him, and she is devout as if she has believed in him for many years.

And she herself was not controlled by the side.

If you want to die, you can't do it!

"Shameless?"

He glanced at Qin Si indifferently and said directly from her heart. The old woman smiled gently:

"How can a person who is about to starve to death care about any shame?"

She smiled and stood up, looking at the crowd surging under the porridge shed in the distance, her eyes were gentle, like an old farmer watching the crops that were about to harvest.

It made Qin Si shiver.

She was anxious, but she had no choice. She tried all the ways she could do and could not resist these days after being arrested.

The invisible aura covering her body exceeded the upper limit that her magical powers could cope with at this moment...

Not long after, accompanied by the sound of the wind, a purple robe came. She glanced at Qin Si with different expressions, and Feng Wushuang bowed and called:

"Grandma, according to your instructions, the news about you here has been known to all the major forces, but..."

"But what?"

The old woman raised her eyes.

"However, except for the leader of Mitian Sect Ning Wuqiu, who set off immediately, no one else responded for the time being...

Qi Daoguang also killed the elders in the sect…”

Feng Wushuang's heart was a little nervous and she didn't dare to hide it at all.

"Qi Daoguang? Oh, it's Xuanba's apprentice? That's also a good seedling. Unfortunately, someone fell in love with him and couldn't move for the time being...

As for the others, they dare not not come."

The old woman spoke slowly, so angry that she was so weak that Feng Wushuang wondered whether she could kill her when she took action.

But this thought flashed and she was pressed into her heart and did not dare to show it at all.

"Someone is interested in Qi Daoguang?"

Feng Wushuang's heart moved.

"However, calculating the time, he is almost crossing that threshold. After finishing his work, he can..."

The old woman paced and asked casually:

"By the way, the stolen treasury in the sect last time..."

"Um?"

When she met the pair of turbid and inexplicably terrifying eyes, Feng Wushuang almost couldn't calm her mind. Fortunately, she lowered her head in time:

"It's Lin Wenjun, a saint in the sect. She took advantage of the emptiness of the sect to open the inner treasury to steal treasures. Fortunately, the restrictions left by her grandmother were so powerful that she scared her away..."

There is only one forbidden place in the sage that the saints and even the nine elders are not allowed to approach.

That is the inner treasury that stores all the rare things collected in the three thousand years of Liansheng Church.

"Lin Wenjun? Does that little guy have such courage?"

The old woman pretended to be surprised, but looked at Feng Wushuang deeply. The latter looked at the nose and the heart, and answered cautiously:

"Wu Shuang didn't know this. However, the disciple had sent someone to capture her, but he didn't know if the inner treasury had lost anything?"

"I can't lose it, I can't lose it."

The old woman smiled indifferently:

"That little guy has little cultivation and wants to steal the inner treasury of his old body. It's naturally impossible. But Wushuang you..."

“Progress is great.”

A word shocked Feng Wushuang's cold sweat. If it weren't for the noise coming from afar that attracted the former's attention, she would have almost lost her composure.

This horror that can be doomed at any time when wandering on the cliff is far more thrilling than the battle between life and death.

"That little guy..."

Looking at the noisy little guy in the distance, beyond Feng Wushuang's expectations, the old woman's smile became more kind:

"Call the elders, saints, and masters from nearby prefectures. I want to take a saint son..."

"Son of the Holy Son?!"

Feng Wushuang felt horrified and looked at the noisy child in the distance, with an incredible look.

This old guy is fighting a lot, and he is just trying to take over a grandson?!

...

...

“It’s a turbulent time…”

In the sea of ​​clouds, Wang Muzhi stood on the back of the eagle, constantly urging him to "dividing light into shadows" and capture the aura in the dark.

Thinking of the shocking glimpse, he felt very urgent in his heart. However, not long after, the flying eagle under his seat had already wailed.

The next day, even if there are pills to make up for it, the flying eagle's physical strength and spirit have reached its limit.

The speed of eagles and birds is the best in the world, but their endurance is far from comparable to that of cattle and horses, let alone humans.

The flying eagle under his seat has been cultivated quietly for many years, but it only takes four hours to fly at a time. Of course, this refers to the time when he flies against others.

"fall!"

Even though he was anxious, Wang Muzhi had to press and instruct the flying eagle to descend to rest.

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After receiving the promise, the flying eagle was like a general amnesty. One dive had fallen by more than a hundred feet, and several dives had fallen by the official road.

"Go and have a rest..."

After throwing a few pills over, Wang Muzhi knew that he could not handle it too hastily, so he had to let him go.

At this time, it was dusk, and the official road was sparsely populated, with only a few caravans walking. Wang Muzhi, who had descended on the eagle, fled away.

The flying eagle is so precious that it is far more valuable than the dragon and horse.

Many of the people who have wealth in the family can afford dragon and horse, but the flying eagle is a precious thing that ordinary people cannot reach.

People who can ride in the Eagle are not something they can get in touch.

"call!"

After pressing his mind, Wang Muzhi swept around and walked slowly towards the wine shop not far away.

The flying eagle landed here and saw that there was a place to rest here.

The wine shop is very small, with three floors and a large backyard. Wang Muzhi swept it casually when he approached. Many carriages had been parked under the flying wine flag, and caravans were unloading goods.

But it was dusk approaching, and we all rested here.

This was obviously a very normal restaurant, but Wang Muyi glanced over and smelled an unusual smell.

"Why are there so many ghosts and monsters in the world..."

After sighing lightly, Wang Muzhi had already spoken:

"Wang doesn't like to be in the same place with outsiders, and everyone, within a cup of tea, leave!"

boom!

A light reprimand was like a silence of thunder.

Wang Muzhi has not used any sound wave skills since he was used, but the Martial Saint can make people feel intoxicated. After a little sound, the horses outside the wine shop fell to the ground.

The wine merchants and merchants in the restaurant even crawled far away, and no one dared to complain or complain.

He moved quickly and took away the debris he had left before.

Wang Muzhi is not surprised that those who dare to walk outside these days are not human beings, and they are also accustomed to observing their expressions.

If he advises him kindly, there will be no shortage of people to quarrel with him. But if he shouts coldly, most of the time no one dares to say a word.

In this way, when he walked into the wine shop, the huge three-story wine shop was empty, with only the second floor, and there was a winery wearing a straw hat swaying slowly with his wine glasses.

"Wanxiang Mountain, Wang Muzhi? There are countless people who are accustomed to hiding their shortcomings in the world, but no one can compare to you..."

The moment the footsteps stopped, his wine glass stopped, and a faint light appeared under the hat:

"Who would have thought that you, who could not even be in the forefront of the mountains and rivers, would have crossed the threshold of the Martial Saint in one fell swoop..."
To be continued...