The dwarf landed on the ground, rolled his big eyelids at Ye Qingxuan, did not speak, stuffed the strange props in his hand into Baili Wuji's arms, and shouted: "The old monkey will assign someone, and you will do it instead!" After finishing speaking, he snatched the dry pipe and enjoyed it patter.
In the world, the person who can train Baili Wuji like a son and accompany him with a smirk at the end, of course, has a lot of background.
This person who was dragged by Baili Wuji to be the "Tu Xing Sun" not only looks alike, but also has the surname "Sun", and is also the grandson of the "Tu Xing Sect" master who fought against Ye Qingxuan not long ago. Qian's uncle, nicknamed "Rolling Dragon" Sun Kun.
He and Baili Wuji have been friends since childhood, partners in digging graves and robbing graves.
Real friends never know how to be respectful and polite when they meet, but those who dig holes to blackmail each other.
Sun Kun and Baili Wuji are such friends.
This time it was Baili Wuji who leaned over with a smile, hugged the opponent's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Old man, where did you dig it?"
Sun Kun shook his rabbit tail braid, and said coldly: "We're only two miles away from the land, and it's only half a mile away from the restaurant rented by the Twelve Elders' Council..."
Baili Wuji raised his thumb and praised: "Good job, more than half of it was completed in just an hour, as expected of my old buddy."
Sun Kun shook his head and took a puff of his cigarette, enjoying the incomparable compliment.
Pooh!
Mr. Zanghua next to him suddenly laughed out loud. Seeing everyone's surprise, he asked with a smile, "It's rare for the old monkey to compliment others like this, but I don't know who is better at stealing, you or this grandson?"
"Of course it's me!"
Baili Wuji looked like he saw an idiot, and gave Mr. Zanghua a big roll of his eyes, turned his head, but immediately saw Sun Kun's displeased eyes, and quickly smiled, saying: "Of course, on My grandson's ability to dig holes is still number one in the world."
Sun Kun just snorted and turned his head satisfied.
Ye Qingxuan looked at these old people with some amusement, wondering if he and his brothers would be as talkative as they were when they got old.
It's funny to say, this Lingyun Palace is one of the two supernatural sects of Baidao, its behavior and policy are extremely different from Fengyi Pavilion.
If Fengyi Pavilion is a security bureau that wants to intervene in everything, then Lingyun Palace is a nursing home that doesn't want to take care of anything. They are all deeply respected and aloof.
Sun Kun turned his head, looked at Ye Qingxuan, took a puff of dry smoke, and suddenly asked curiously: "I said, since it is a secret to save people, why does the tunnel have to pass under that restaurant? The twelve elders seem useless, but There are a few of them that need to be guarded against, if the action is discovered, your plan will be in vain."
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said: "That's why I asked the seniors to help. Please pay more attention to the authentic design, and there are people from the Twelve Elders' Council to help watch it. I believe no one will easily notice it."
Upon hearing this, Sun Kun nodded in understanding.
Even the Fengyi Pavilion where the Twelve Elders' Council is located did not dare to enter the building to search and check for safety.
Baili Wuji sighed lightly, and said lightly: "Don't worry, I won't notice it. I passed the tunnel under the kitchen. The noise inside is enough to cover up any noise. When the time comes, the old man, if I do it myself, I don't believe I can't bring it out." A clock away from Shangxian."
"Well, I'm talking about it." Sun Kun chuckled and said, "I've only stolen things from the dead in my life, and I really haven't stolen a living person in public. This job, I'll walk with you."
…
The brigade of the Southern Dynasty all evacuated.
Only a few people stayed behind to respond.
Mei Yinxue was transferred by Jiang Feiran to a safe place in Lingyun Palace, and Ye Qingxuan had no worries.
Jiang Shuihan didn't fully trust "Piyi Umbrella" Dai Junyu. The first thing is to hide his strength. In addition to using peripheral experts, the real top secret experts, including the "Duotian Seven Beasts" and the top experts of the Tianjue level, all Did not show up.
At the last moment, the siege of Fengyi Pavilion was defeated by the masters secretly arranged by Jiang Shuihan. Even if five or six heavenly masters appeared on the stage, Jiang Shuihan led everyone to evacuate completely.
But the losses are still significant.
More than 30 masters above inborn level died, and Jiang Shuihan lost more than two-thirds of the masters of the rivers and lakes he recruited.
The old hatred has not disappeared, and a new hatred has been added.
Ye Qingxuan is a person who attaches great importance to emotions, and he can't make himself a cold-blooded animal who only calculates gains and losses. Whether it is an old acquaintance like Min Ning, Ran Sanxiong, Xiong Yuanlu, or a one-sided relationship like Sun Xiong, he can all make him feel emotional Thousands, and were outraged by their death.
Therefore, it is inevitable to kill the enemy to vent the hatred in the heart.
The unlucky guy who replaced Zhongli Shangxian and was beheaded in full view, he already had a candidate in his mind.
…
noon.
There was no sunshine, and the dark clouds in the sky came from the north like galloping horses, and the wind cut off some withered and yellow leaves like a sharp knife.
At the foot of Fulong Temple, on the only road to Luodu, there is a small tavern on the side of the road.
As the most famous scenic spot outside Luodu City, the road to Zijin Mountain has always been crowded with people. At this time, the autumn wind is bleak and the heavy rain is approaching. The tourists who are hindered by the wind and rain are extremely crowded and lively.
There were many carriages and horses parked in the yard, and from time to time, people of all colors from Luodu City waited in and out of the tavern.
Several escort escorts drank a few glasses of wine and deliberately opened their clothes to reveal their strong chests. It is best to have a few scars on their chests to reveal the blood of Yan Zhao.
A young man who looked like he had just returned from delivering food in Luodu City was driving an empty carriage, half of his trousers were still rolled up in the autumn wind, revealing his cloth shoes stained with mud. After rushing into the courtyard, without unloading the horse, he yelled out under the thatched shed outside the shop, "Shopkeeper, a big bowl of hot noodle soup!"
The shop waiter ran over and asked with a smile: "The autumn wind is cool outside, this little brother won't eat inside the house?"
The young man took a look inside the store, wiped his cheeks that were flushed by the autumn wind, touched his pockets again, gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, just a bowl of noodles, and it won't occupy the boss's table. It’s reserved for the nobles of Shangzijin Mountain, I’ll leave after eating!”
The shop waiter also seemed to see the young man's crampedness, knowing that it would be uncomfortable for him to enter the tavern, and it would probably annoy those guests who came out to play in Luodu City, so he nodded and said, "That's right! I'll carry you a Bench!"
"No need!" The young man walked to the side, "I'll just squat at the door!"
The waiter shook his head, and went straight to arrange meals.
A few well-fed martial artists left the tavern with swords and swords in hand, without looking at the young man squatting in a corner, talking loudly.