Those eyes flashed with golden light, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is only a green light.

Then it should be the eyes that people have.

Taijing stood motionless.

He cupped his hands and said, "Where do fellow Taoists come from?"

The beggar held on to the wall indifferently and walked out along the alley step by step. When passing by Taijing, the beggar did not stop.

move on.

He looked like he was leaving the county.

Sure enough, after passing through Taijing, the beggar walked out along the city gate.

Tai Jing looked back.

I saw the beggar going to the west mountain.

"Weird beggar." Tai Jing shook his head slightly.

Looking for opportunities during this trip is a small matter, but protecting his junior sister is a big deal.

Even if the other party is a strange person, it is not easy to test him. If he falls into the opponent's trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain and allows the thief to succeed, he will not be able to explain to the sect even if he kneels to death in front of the sect.

Anyway, this is a forbidden land, and there are a lot of strange people and things.

Not to mention the God's Forbidden Land, it's the same outside, there are so many strange things that he can't control.

I no longer explore whether the strange destination is the East Mountain or the West Mountain.

The beggar walked out of Wanning County and headed straight to Xishan. He looked very weak, his face was pale, and his clothes were not enough to cover his body, but his steps were unusually steady and firm.

He can walk so fast that even ordinary warriors cannot reach it.

It was as if he was not walking, but floating.

A lonely ghost drifting into the distance.

The young man on the carriage on the official road noticed such a 'wild ghost' and looked at the female companion next to him in surprise: "He walks so fast."

The woman said cautiously: "Brother, please don't take it lightly. We are a major cultivator outside the world, and the protective aura is indestructible. However, under the suppression of the divine prohibition, the magic power dissipates as soon as it circulates. I am afraid that the strength of the body alone may not be as good as those warriors. You still have to be careful, be careful.

, be careful again.”

"Don't worry, junior sister, he's just a beggar who walks fast."

"Beggars should stay out of the way."

The man said coldly, raised his sword and was about to pick up the opponent.

However, the beggar seemed to be a real ghost and just walked past.

"Want to leave?!"

The beggar coughed heavily.

Boom.

The carriage exploded into pieces.

The disgraced man was about to get up and look for the long-lost beggar: "What a thief, how dare you smash my carriage!"

"Don't let me catch you."

…

early morning.

Boom!

A dull knock on the door resounded.

Zhao Sanha went to the gate angrily and asked: "Who is it?"

The people outside didn't answer but kept banging on the door.

Bang bang bang.

"Damn it, do you know whose front door this is!" Zhao San lost his temper and yelled angrily. He opened the door and saw the beggar at the door.

Seeing the door open, the beggar stepped inside. Zhao San became angry and wanted to stand up to stop him, but the beggar threw him down and gave him shit.

"you……"

Zhao San quickly shouted: "Someone broke into the building!"

After shouting loudly, the warriors from Qingyi Tower rushed over and surrounded the beggar.

Zhao Qingyi cupped his hands and said: "Brother, you are tyrannical. If there is any trouble, I, Zhao Qingyi, will definitely not ignore it, but you should not break into the Yanjun Temple."

The beggar walked inside without paying any attention.

"How brave!"

"Get him."

The Thirteen Taibao took action immediately.

In just an instant, all the thirteen Taibao fell out.

Zhao Qingyi stared at the beggar dumbfounded. Something seemed wrong with this man and he was not something he could deal with. He quickly called Shou He and the old immortal.

He felt that this person was probably one of those foreigners. If he was a local hero, he could not help but recognize him, not to mention that this person did not have the energy to fight.

Just when he was calling people, the beggar had already walked into Yanjun's hall.

Stop.

"Fellow Taoist, are you in the wrong place?"

An ethereal and somewhat hoarse voice sounded at the door.

The beggar finally made some move and turned back to look at the visitor.

"Who is Taoist friend?"

The beggar pointed to the temple clay sculpture in front of him without answering.

Tu Shanjun squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Do you mean, fellow Taoist, that you are him?"

The beggar nodded.

Weakly squeezed out one word: "Hungry!"

He approached the altar table without restraint, grabbed the pig's head and started to chew on it.

After one sip, Yan Jun's face, which was originally covered by the fresh air, suddenly changed.

Tushanjun looked at the clay sculpture in surprise.

This clay statue looks somewhat similar to a beggar.

Tu Shanjun was furious: "How dare you steal my throne!"

The beggar froze.

Looking at the furious red-haired ghost saint.
Chapter completed!