Sure enough, Kong Yanzi quickly walked over to bid him farewell.
Zhan Zhan originally wanted to make some excuses, but she came and went in a hurry, so she didn't give him any time to talk.
Seeing Zhan Zhan's eyes fixed on Kong Yanzi's back, No. 1 thought that he was deeply attached to Kong Yanzi, so he leaned over and said, "Shall we follow behind quietly?"
No. 2 said leisurely: "Then Bai Mengzhu treats him as a villainous thief and throws it away at once?"
No. 1 said: "Master Baimeng won't be so unreasonable, right?"
"For peak powerhouses like them, killing someone is like trampling an ant to death. Before you step on an ant, you will first ask if the ant has ever stolen rice from your house?"
"I don't step on ants."
"Worse, you didn't even look at it before you killed it."
"..."
Zhan Zhan waited for their bickering to finally come to an end, and then asked with a smile: "Excuse me, can we go on the road?"
No. 1 and No. 2 immediately regained their facial paralysis, with naked faces written: We didn't go on the road because we talked too much nonsense, but because you didn't give orders.
Zhan Zhan: "..." It's so annoying that it has its own "face-reading skills".
He looked up the road as he got into the car. If Han Feixie refused to show up because of Kong Yanzi, then it's time to show up now.
"Little Grandpa?" Number One reminded him.
Zhan Zhan sighed and sat in the carriage silently.
The carriage is back on the road.
Because Zhan Zhan was thinking about Han Feixie's strange whereabouts, he was a little absent-minded, and secretly guessed whether he was practicing some unknown kung fu—although this guess was not very popular with him, but with Han Feixie's character, he could improve his strength. Definitely more important than increasing the number of harem.
He yawned. After encountering a bottleneck, his enthusiasm for practicing Qigong dropped greatly. Just like now, a month ago he would not have wasted time practicing hard, but now, he just wants to doze off. Fortunately, No. 4 and No. 1 were chatting gossip, which aroused his interest a little.
Number Four asked, "Do people like Sword Master Bai walk around?"
No. 1 said: "Probably no one dares to give him a foot restraint order?"
"But what is he doing walking around? He's already a sword master?"
Number three sneered, "He's a sword master but not a cripple."
No. 2 said: "I don't want to talk nonsense."
Compared with No. 1, No. 2 seemed to be more authoritative among the eight No. 1. When he said this, the others immediately fell silent.
No. 2 said: "Have you forgotten the lesson of the Demon Forest of Resurrection?"
Several other people thought of Baimengshan's terrifying hearing loss, and felt a chill on their necks. If the ordinary disciples of Baimeng Mountain already have such good hearing ability, as the mountain master, Baimengzhu must be even more extraordinary. Combined with the theory of trampling ants to death on the 2nd floor, the others were silent and dared not say a word.
Such a quiet environment created good conditions for Zhan Zhan to sleep. He fell asleep unceremoniously until—
The carriage was thrown aside by a strange wind.
It happened so fast that Zhan Zhan and No. 1 to No. 4 didn't feel any warning one second before it happened. At that moment, the car flipped to the left and slid several meters. The roof of the car hit an ancient tree. Make a loud crashing sound.
Zhan Zhan was completely dumbfounded, the sword energy protected the skin of his head, but not the inside. There was a mess left in his head.
Number One yelled from ahead: "What's going on?"
Just as Zhan Zhan was about to answer, he saw the right car door above his head being pulled open forcefully, a head poked in, and asked with concern, "How is it? Are you okay?"
Zhan Zhan stood up, exposed his head and looked around, "What's going on?"
Han Feixie stretched out his hand, originally intending to pull him out, but he pushed it back halfway, and then jumped into the narrow compartment by himself. The reason why it is narrow is that they found that when they stood side by side, the two people were very close.
Zhan Zhan squatted down unnaturally, raised his head and grabbed Han Feixie's pants, and said, "What happened outside?"
Han Feixie said: "I don't know too well. I saw a shadow flash past, and the carriage overturned."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Jie Jie's strange laughter approaching from far away, "Huangfu Yun, your natal sword fire is in my hands, don't you want it?"
Han Feixie squatted down and sat shoulder to shoulder with Zhan Zhan.
Zhan Zhan asked in a low voice: "What is the natal sword fire?"
Han Feixie made a booing gesture.
Zhan Zhan didn't dare to speak anymore, because he could feel that the person seemed to be nearby.
After a while, a strange sigh came from the other direction, "Chang Hen, I was the one who was sorry for you before, and this natal sword fire is my apology, you can take it."
Chang couldn't believe it: "You really don't want it anymore?"
"Ok."
Hearing the affirmation in the other party's tone, Chang Hen suddenly became furious, "You bastard! Who do you think I am, do you want to get rid of me with a natal sword fire?"
Huangfu said: "Back then I stole your natal sword water, now I give you back a natal sword fire, it's fair."
Chang Hen said angrily: "You use my natal Jianshui to make up for your little boy brother, I want Jianhuo for a fart!"
"What do you want?"
"I'm going to kill you!" Chang Hen was completely irritated by the other party's indifferent tone.
"No."
Chang Hen: "..."
Although he couldn't see it, Zhan Zhan could completely imagine how Chang Hen was so angry and helpless. At first, he thought that Huangfuyun was at a disadvantage, but now it seems that he hates being played around by him.
"Excuse me..." Kong Yanzi's voice interrupted abruptly, "Has this senior seen..."
"Are you Baimengshan's child?" Chang Hen asked coldly.
Kong Yanzi is so smart, she can tell from his expression that this person is an enemy rather than a friend, she immediately said: "We are just passing by here..."
"You still have the logo of Baimeng Mountain on your clothes."
Seeing that she couldn't be fooled, Kong Yanzi had no choice but to bite the bullet and admit, "We are all students of Baimeng Academy." She emphasized the word "student", hoping that the other party would respect their status and not care about them.
But she made a mistake, and often hated that this person never cared about the ethics of seniority, a hostage is a hostage, regardless of whether he is a student teacher, as long as he can be used, it is very fair.
"Baimeng Academy, those are the seedlings of Baimeng Mountain." He laughed, with a sense of complacency, "Baimeng Mountain is really full of peaches and plums, just send a signal, and Miaomiao will come to your door."
Huangfu Yun remained silent.
Chang Hen snorted coldly, and his figure flickered, standing in front of Kong Yanzi and the others who sensed something was wrong and planned to evacuate quietly, "Where are you going?"
Kong Yanzi said: "Senior, we are just passing by here..."
"Are you also passing by Baimeng Academy?"
Kong Yanzi knew that this matter could not be resolved today, so she simply took the initiative. The others participated in the training with her and participated in the Sword Intent Conference together. They had already cultivated a tacit understanding, and they followed suit without being called.
Chang Hen didn't even blink.
Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie lay on their backs in the carriage, watching him light up like a rainbow, Kong Yanzi and the others fell backwards to the ground.
Colorful clothes
Changhen is at least above the Sword Emperor.
Both Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie felt that this person was very strong, stronger than Shui Chilian and Lan Feng. Although Xie Dingfeng is the peak sword master, they were already at the end of their strength when they met, so it's hard to compare.
Chang Hen picked up one of them by the neck, and threatened in Huangfu Yun's direction: "If you don't come out, I'll strangle your little Miaomiao here."
"Please." The other party replied without hesitation, which made everyone present chill.
Zhan Zhan thought of Emperor Yun Mu, and thought to himself: It seems that every college has a perverted senior executive.
Chang Hen was stunned and said, "You don't even care about your own students?"
"You are wrong. First, they are only students of Baimeng College, not even Baimengshan's disciples, let alone my students. Second, I don't care, but I can't. I can't even keep my life sword fire, How can we keep them?"
"Haha...you finally surrendered." As he spoke, he broke the neck in his hand with a "click", and grabbed another one with a calm expression, "Baimengshan has been rampant these years, capturing high-level monsters everywhere, and collecting them." Buying medicine from Huangzhuang, suppressing other high-level swordsmen... Now you have finally suffered? You think I don’t know that the Qilin family invites all peak swordsmen to Baimeng Mountain to seek justice from Baimeng Lord? You deliberately showed up to fight with me alone , and pretended to accidentally give me the natal sword fire, because he was afraid that my cousin would follow him to Baimeng Mountain?"
Huangfu Yun neither admitted nor denied: "Sword Master Lang travels all over the world, and it's not easy to see him."
Chang Hen said: "It's not easy for others, but it's easy for me. If you don't want me to invite him to help, you can do it. There is a way... You abolish all your cultivation!"
Zhan Zhan gasped, turned to look at Han Feixie, and he also held his breath, waiting quietly for Huangfuyun's answer. But the two already had the answer in their hearts. For any swordsman, cultivation is as important as life. Although they don't know what level Huangfuyun is, if he is the one who overturned the carriage, then his cultivation must have reached a certain level. Unfathomable, let alone give up easily.
But to the surprise of others, he agreed.
As he spoke, he actually walked out slowly.
Seeing Huangfu Yun, Zhan Zhan was somewhat disappointed. Huangfuyun speaks well, and his voice is clear and clear. In modern times, he can be an announcer without any problem, but his appearance is very ordinary, his facial features are well-behaved, but he has no distinctive features when put together. The only saving grace is that he still has some temperament There is a bit of book aroma in between.
When Chang Hen saw him, his eyes turned red, "You still have the face to show?"
Huangfu said: "I know you want me to come out."
"...I want you to die."
Huangfu Yun shook his head and said: "I can't die, if you want to abolish my cultivation, then do so."
Chang Hen couldn't believe it, "Are you serious?"
Huangfu said: "I won't lie to you this time."
"Okay, do it yourself." He stared at him tightly.
Huangfu Yun sighed and sat down. There are two ways to abolish the cultivation base, one is to use medicine to continuously dissolve the sword energy, and the other is to abolish the dantian. The former can be practiced again in the future, but the latter is really abolished.
There is no medicine here, only the latter.
Chang hated to see him cooperate so much, he was a little surprised and a little gloated, "I never thought you would do anything for your little boy with a bad face."
Huangfu Yun frowned, but he didn't want to pay attention to him, just as he was about to get lucky, he heard an angry shout that shook the trees beside the road.
"presumptuous!"