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Chapter 1669 What kind of people

However, through this incident, Wu Feng suddenly remembered the white-haired old man on the hillside of the Broken Soul Cliff. His scheming was really unimaginable to his disciples. In order not to let the world know his traces, or to prevent people from stepping into the Broken Soul Cliff, he actually set up such a strict and comprehensive layout. As long as it is possible to enter the Broken Soul Cliff in the sky and the ground, all the roads to enter the Broken Soul Cliff were blocked by him. The ghost hand vine on the Broken Soul Cliff is under the abyss, and there is a white-haired big rat at the entrance of the cave. This only secret passage has arranged thousands of vampire bats to guard it, so the Daluo Jinxian would not even think about entering.

But what made Wu Feng a little puzzled was how he found the dead bone in a cave under the Broken Soul Cliff, that is, the cave where Baimei Shankui lived, and the man known as the founder of Wudang Mountain.

Wu Feng had no idea about this question, so he stopped thinking about it.

As soon as Wu Feng and the yellow-haired monkey landed, Old Liu and Master Huikong came over. Old Liu looked at Wu Feng up and down, and finally found blood on Wu Feng's trouser legs, and was still bleeding. In this moment, a lot of blood had been stained on the ground. He hurriedly squatted down and tore Wu Feng's trouser legs apart. After taking a closer look, he couldn't help frowning and said hatefully: Who is this masked old Taoist who is vicious and uses anything? Look at what hurts you, it will be directly pierced through the wound, and the calf is ventilated.

As he spoke, he had already taken out the golden sore medicine from his arms, applied it to Wu Feng, and stopped the blood first.

Just now, Wu Feng was immersed in an extremely shock, but forgot the pain on his legs. After Lao Liu mentioned it like this, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his calves, and he couldn't help but suck the air conditioner.

Old Liu wiped the blood on his hands and said to Wu Feng: This leg is very injured. I guess I will have to rest for a while. When we return to Kaihua City, we will find a doctor to show you.

Wu Feng responded, suddenly remembered something, and asked: Uncle Liu, what do you think the masked Taoist is doing so powerful? He won't die even if he is swallowed by a giant python, but he killed the giant python. Also, I have never seen the purple talisman he took out before. It's so powerful that it's so scary. If we get closer to him, we will probably all die at her hands.

Old Liu looked up at Wu Feng, and his expression became solemn. He shook his head and said: This masked old Taoist can't tell what he is doing. He is not a good person anyway. Look at the things he does, which is not a bad thing. He refines the flesh corpse. He dares to use things like evil ghost tricks, and he is not afraid of being troubled by cause and effect. He also wants to steal the little ghost baby and the seven-star dragon abyss sword in your hand. I see that the old Taoist can do all kinds of bad things for himself.
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