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Hu Xiuwu gave the order as a matter of course: "Since someone has seen it, it will be easy to deal with. Let's split up. Xiao Su, Xue Fan, you two will take the others and leave here in a while."
"Yes."
After subconsciously accepting the task, Xiao Su and Xue Fan realized it belatedly.
That’s not right. Why should we listen to Hu Xiuwu?
The two thought so in their hearts, but when they looked up and saw Hu Xiuwu's silhouette, they turned their heads away quickly with guilt, their lips moving incoherently, with thousands of words in their mouths, but not a single word coming out.
For some reason, Xue Fan always felt a little scared when facing Hu Xiuwu these days.
Xue Fan was not a coward, and he had dared to attack the Heavenly Master, facing his divine might, and had no regrets even if he died.
However, after spending a long time with Hu Xiuwu, he had witnessed Hu Xiuwu's god-like strength, as well as his superb ability to manipulate Quan Xing and Nadutong at will.
Although they refused to accept it verbally, in their hearts Xue Fan and other young people in Quan Xing actually admired Hu Xiuwu.
Do not bend because of power, but obey because of demeanor.
"Tu Junfang, you can come with me and Duo'er and go out through the hole on the top."
Tu Junfang nodded. There was no need for explanation as to why Hu Xiuwu made such an arrangement. As an old hand, he knew it clearly.
In this foreign land, the fellow villager Quan Xing, who knows Tu Junfang inside and out, is the one Tu Junfang needs to be wary of.
The jade dragon flew out from Hu Xiuwu's sleeve, carrying Hu Xiuwu and Chen Duo on its back, grabbing Tu Junfang with its dragon claws, and flew up into the sky.
Exhaling sword energy and dragon breath, it penetrated the stone wall, revealing the interconnected caves inside. Yu Jingzi moved skillfully in the cave and disappeared at the bronze sacred tree altar with the three of them.
Yu Jingzi's attack accelerated the collapse of the mountain wall. The stone wall, which was full of cracks, could no longer withstand the impact of the river water and was hit by thousands of tons of river water, leaving holes in it.
In order to fish out Zhu Jiuyin who was underground, the bottom of the bronze sacred tree was located below the ground level and also below the surface of the underground river. Due to the principle of communicating vessels, a huge amount of river water poured back in, and in an instant the freezing river water had already reached everyone's waists.
Ding Shimaan, holding a big bag of books in his hand, did not say hello to anyone else. He used the Earth Traveling Immortal Technique to escape into the ground and left alone.
He has never been the same kind of person as the people from Quanxing. He joined Quanxing only in order to make those seniors more ruthless when sparring with them.
Quan Xing already knew what kind of personality he had, and didn't pay much attention to it. Xia Liuqing stared at him with eyes that were confused about black and white, and said with a smile:
"Xiao Su, Xue Fan, please lead the way for us. Master Xia, I am really curious about this so-called world in the book."
All the evil wolves looked around, which made Xiao Su shudder.
Having just discovered how vast the world is, he wanted to make some noise. He didn't want to die in this shabby place!
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Let’s not talk about how Xiao Su and Xue Fan looked through books and racked their brains to research under Quan Xing’s supervision. At that time, Wu Xie returned to the surface of the river through the undercurrent.
Nor does it mention how the two of them cursed the author in their hearts for writing such a confusing and incomprehensible story.
Let's first talk about Hu Xiuwu and his team's journey.
After leaving the sight of Quan Xingzhong, Hu Xiuwu raised his hand.
In the direction that Yu Jingzi was heading, a crack appeared in the space, and there was a thick dark fog inside. Through the crack, a square and majestic city could be seen.
The gap continued to expand to both sides, like a door slowly opening.
That is the door leading to Fengdu.
Yu Jingzi rushed into the gate leading to Luofeng with ease, flew to the sky above Suzaku Avenue in the center of Fengdu City, glided downwards, and when he was level with the pavilions on both sides of Suzaku Avenue, he released his dragon claws and threw Tu Junfang down.
Tu Junfang somersaulted with the help of Yu Jingzi's strength, adjusted his body, stepped on the swarm of bees transformed from the corpse of Peng Ju, and landed lightly on Suzaku Street as if riding a magic mist.
"here it is?"
Tu Junfang looked around.
The sky was cloudy but with a faint light, and the strong city was solemn but reassuring.
He thought that after seeing the ghost cave and traveling through another world, there was nothing in the world that could scare him.
As a result, just after traveling through the other world, Hu Xiuwu took him to a new world.
"This is Luofengtian, and the city you are standing on is Fengdu."
Hu Xiuwu helped Chen Duo get off Yu Jingzi, patted Yu Jingzi's neck, and signaled it to move freely.
Yu Jingzi let out a long roar and leaped up. He did not fly far away, but just hung on the eaves of the surrounding shops, looking down at the actions of Hu Xiuwu and the other two with curiosity.
Luo Fengtian is now desolate and lonely, with only a few hundred Huangquan Yinshi and the 100,000 new Buyanqi that arrived today.
They are all taciturn people and not interesting at all. Yu Jingzi prefers to stay with Hu Xiuwu and Chen Duo.
Tu Junfang suddenly realized, but was even more surprised: "I never thought that Shangqing seemed to be indifferent on the surface, meditating in Maoshan Mountain without caring about the world, but secretly did such a big thing."
Although Hu Xiuwu's cultivation was extremely high and far superior to his, Tu Junfang did not believe that Hu Xiuwu alone could open up a world and build the magnificent Fengdu City in just over ten years.
This must be the legacy of our ancestors.
If we carefully consider Hu Xiuwu's background, it is not difficult to find out which ancestor of his family had the ability and courage to accomplish such an earth-shaking event.
Hu Xiuwu did not deny it. After all, in a sense, what Tu Junfang said was not wrong: "After staying at home for a long time, you always have to find something to do to kill time."
"I promised you that I would help you break through the last barrier of the Three Demon Sect. After all, there are many people in the world of Stealing the Pen. Even in the deep mountains and forests, there are still unexpected dangers. So, I sent you to this Fengdu City."
"There is no one living in Fengdu for the time being. If you still cannot defeat the three demons here, then no one will be able to help you."
Tu Junfang nodded: "I understand."
Hu Xiuwu clapped his hands, and a Yellow Spring Yin servant emerged from the shadows and knelt respectfully before him: "You can follow him. Apart from the six palaces, you can find any courtyard in the market."
Tu Junfang bowed and saluted: "Thank you..."
"His Majesty."
Hu Xiuwu chuckled: "Oh, go quickly."
They are all smart people. Who else can be in charge of Luofeng among the Taoists?
Tu Junfang followed Huang Quan Yinshi away.
"Phew, these light bulbs are finally gone." Hu Xiuwu turned around, looked at Chen Duo, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry that I couldn't accompany you properly these days."
Chen Duo said seriously: "Then you have to compensate me."
Brushing her hair, Hu Xiuwu held Chen Duo's pretty face in his hands and said gently, "Of course, since no one in this world of Pirates of the Pen knows us anyway, I will take you around the world for the next three months."
"But before that, I have to collect a debt."
Chapter 387 Iron Triangle
Oh no, it’s bad!
Wu Xie was not good enough in martial arts, so he wanted to light the tinder and throw it into the group of corpse-bugs, but he slipped and his hands shook.
The tinderbox fell into the swarm of corpse-bugs before it was even lit.
Pan Zi wailed, "Oh my God, you are going to kill me."
The fat man, whose name I just met but didn't know yet, along with Pan Zi and Wu Xie, were surrounded by corpse-bugs.
The friction between the tiny shells and their feet was like the sound of a steel saw or continuous heavy rain. The fire lit by Pan Zi and Fatty was gradually extinguished by the corpse-bugs.
Large tracts of solid dark mud swallowed up the flames and gradually extinguished the hope in Wu Xie's heart.
The fat man in a tight one-piece mouse suit was also wailing: "It's over, it's over, the revolution hasn't succeeded yet, and I'm going to fall here."
"Young Master San, just run through the tunnel above. I will clear a way out for you."
Pan Zi gritted his teeth, clenched the shotgun in his hand which had no more ammunition, and prepared to pounce on the swarm of corpse-bugs, to pin them down and create a way for Wu Xie to survive.
Pan Zi is also a man of great righteousness. Wu Xie's third uncle Wu Sanxing once saved his life. He has been able to enjoy a rich life for so many years, all because of his third uncle.
So now he is willing to risk his life to save the nephews and nephews that his uncle values, in order to repay his uncle's kindness.
Seeing the flames flickering around, the fire was like a dying old man, about to go out in the next second.
Pan Zi had already tensed his muscles, aimed at the direction, and was ready to pounce before the corpse-bugs swarmed over and use his body to pave a way for Wu Xie to survive.
"Young Master San, hurry..."
Before he could utter the second half of his sentence, he was choked back by a heat wave, and flames surged over like a tornado.
After staying in the dim tomb passage for too long, Pan Zi was suddenly dazzled by the firelight. The light shone and tears came out of his eyes. He was forced to close his eyes.
When he felt the temperature around him drop, the burning sensation on his face disappeared, the surroundings became as quiet as night, the sound of the corpse-bugs moving disappeared, and he smelled a fragrance, he dared to tentatively open his eyes.
The fat man clapped the wolf-eye high-intensity flashlight in his hand, and it shot out the strong light again, piercing through the darkness and revealing the surrounding situation in the light.
Most of the corpse-bugs that were originally as arrogant and domineering as the dense fog in the mud and covered the stone paths of the tomb walls were roasted crispy. The slippery moss on the wall was burned into blue-ash, and the human hand vines that looked like human hands were roasted like dried chicken feet.
Tap, tap, the sound of footsteps, without any disguise, came from the other end of the tomb passage.
The fat man subconsciously turned the flashlight around.
"It's not polite to shine a flashlight at people."
The voice was very young, clear, clean, energetic and smiling, like the warm spring sun, which was incompatible with this dark and damp tomb.
It has a shadow, can talk, and is a living person.
The fat man breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm really sorry, little comrade, we were frightened by these bugs just now and failed to stick to our original intention."
"May I ask this top Yuanliang where you have divided the mountain eagle (where did you rob tombs? What is the range of your activities?), and how many gates did you dismantle?"
Wu Xie's heart moved, and he knew that the fat man was using underworld jargon to test the identity of the person coming from the opposite side.
This set of incisions is rarely used by modern people, because many tomb robbers have no inheritance and do not follow the rules, so it has gradually been lost. Even Pan Zi was confused when he heard it.
On the other hand, Wu Xie liked to stay close to Wu Laogou since he was a child and listen to his stories about tomb robbing.
As a veteran of the Old Nine Gates, Wu Laogou has traveled far and wide, robbed countless tombs, and has encountered everything. He has also learned some underworld jargon, so Wu Xie can recognize the jargon that Fatty Wang said.
"The old Jiao family, carrying firewood from the mountain, and burning fire at the foot of the mountain. (The family craftsmanship of the Hu family),"
In the time it took to say two sentences, the person had already approached. Wu Xie then realized that it was not one person who came, but two people, a man and a woman. However, the girl's footsteps were so light that no one noticed her.
Wu Xie looked at a couple who were strolling in the garden, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He originally thought that Men You Ping was the best-looking pretty boy he had ever seen, but he didn't expect that not long after they separated, he would meet a perfect couple. Both the man and the woman were better looking than Men You Ping. He always felt that none of the male and female protagonists he had seen in TV dramas had more temperament than them.
Especially their skin, which is like flawless gem.
Is the competition in the tomb-robbing business so fierce now? In front was Menyouping, and in the back were these unknown men and women, who are good-looking enough to make it in the entertainment industry, and wear fashionable and trendy clothes that are obviously expensive at a glance, so why do they still want to grab the food of the ninth class?