Void Transformation

Upon hearing this sound, the gray-robed old man only frowned slightly, but when he heard the footsteps behind him, his color suddenly changed. While turning his head to look at Xiao Feng, he nodded at him. Just as Xiao Feng was puzzled by the other party's meaning, suddenly a strong wind waved from his sleeves.

While the strong wind was blowing, the bloodless man suddenly took out a pack of dust from his arms and threw it into the air. Although his movement was extremely fast, he still couldn't escape the blessed eyes of Xiaofeng Consciousness.

After half a breath, dust was everywhere in the strong wind, and for a while, it was like a cloud covering the sun, and all the surroundings were dimmed. Along with the strong winds, there is a natural vision, the meaning of yin wind and anger.

At this moment, the gray-robed old man Ling Fengyuan once again turned into an afterimage. When Xiao Feng returned to his mind, only the bloodless man remained in place. However, the man was trying to lift his leg, but he remained motionless in this position.

At this moment, behind the man stood a young man with delicate features, but this young man was like an eagle catching a chicken, lifting the bloodless man who looked like a zombie in the air, and at the same time froze. Watching Xiaofeng.

"A master again..."

Xiaofeng took a little look at this person's appearance, and immediately tagged him as a woman disguised as a man. But even though the black mist came suddenly, it was able to show up before his own consciousness could detect and react, which is enough to show that the current person and the old man surnamed Ling are the most advanced type of masters he has encountered.

Xiaofeng doesn’t know how the two of them compare to the six Elders of the Five Poison Sect, nor the middle-aged man in the dragon gown in the temple ruined in the bloody night, but he knows the martial arts of the two. I'm afraid it is much better than the senior brother of the owner.

It's just that Xiaofeng knew that Ling Fengyuan had just appeared because he had mistakenly identified himself as the "demon sect demon" in the mouth of the righteous elders. But he didn't know that even though the people who came to know Ling Fengyuan, they were enemies or friends with him.

"Senior."

Xiaofeng didn't continue acting at this time, and immediately bowed to the cupped fist of the young man disguised as a man. However, the voice of senior's exit changed the opponent's face, and then he stepped slightly and avoided the past.

Xiaofeng didn't know why she did this, but she knew that this person must have something to do with the gray-robed old man before, and she didn't seem to have malicious intent on herself, or even murder.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

At this moment, the little beggar's voice sounded from Xiaofeng's side, but it seemed to be a wisp of breeze between the clouds, letting a trace of doubt disappear. Xiaofeng looked back at the old beggar, but saw that instead of letting go, he was protecting the little beggar with one hand and the young man who had just arrived. He slowly asked:

"Your Excellency just called Ling Sect Leader like that. May I ask you, Xingyue..."

"no!"

When the young man spoke, his voice was far less than his age. But before the old beggar could speak again, the young man suddenly threw a ruthless word, and then flew away with the bloodless man:

"Old stuff! If you do something that you shouldn't do today, I will not only destroy your Songshan League, but also your entire family in the Songshan League will be buried together!"

This easy-going young man came quickly, and went quickly, but he also slapped a palm when he left, but with the palm wind, the sky was scattered with the black mist. The black mist dissipated, and the line of sight was restored, but there were only some old beggars with six gods and no masters left in the same place.

At this moment, Yan Feiyu in the woods in the northeast had already finished her movement and her breath adjustment. It's just that he knows at this moment that people far away have no worries about life, and he might add variables when he stepped forward.

Immediately, he found a big tree and rushed up. As the saying goes, climbing high and looking far away, when Yan Feiyu climbed the tree, he saw a different scene.

"few..."

At this moment, the old beggar suddenly spoke, but a little character was a long tone, and there was no more words, and his expression of distress was exactly what he couldn't think of to address the person in front of him.

But Xiaofeng guessed this, but even though he saved the little beggar, it doesn’t mean that he has a good impression of the old beggar who just wanted to do it on his own. That's it."

"The young man is open-minded, maybe..."

At this point, the old beggar raised his head and glanced at Xiao Feng, and then he stopped talking again, shaking his head and sighing. It was like an old doctor who saw a terminally ill patient and didn't know how to speak to him.

Xiaofeng saw it in his eyes, feeling extremely helpless, but only hoped that the old beggar could leave earlier, so that he could find out his know-it-all situation. Thinking of this, Xiaofeng looked down at the jack of all trades, but frowned.

"Um?"

The subconsciously suspicious exit made the old beggar's heart tense. Where did he know that the other party was puzzled because the young man lying on the ground had disappeared at this moment. I thought it was own words, which made the other person dissatisfied, and immediately explained:

"Uh.. Since it is a misunderstanding today, I don't know why the son came to Songshan. Is it because of Shaolin?"

The old beggar speaks very slowly and looks like an honest person, but he is still testing the little breeze in his mouth. Xiaofeng's keen mind would not know, but he just wanted to go up the mountain to pick up his nephews.

Xiaofeng selectively ignores the words of the old beggar. His mind at the moment is all on the good know-it-all. How could it just disappear out of thin air? Could it be that between those few people's shots, it spread to the jack of all trades who was already seriously injured and unconscious, so it was a mistake to make up his knife?

"Snee..."

At the same time, under the Songshan Mountain, in the bazaar, in the resident of foreigners. The jack-of-all-trades sitting in the medical hall drinking tea, spouted the tea, but still had a dazed look on his face. He really didn't know how he hung it back, and he didn't understand why there was only one foreigner who hung it back in this huge medical clinic.

"I said, just to go up the mountain to visit friends. If you still don't believe me, you might as well go up the mountain with me."

"This, this, this..."

When Xiaofeng spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull the old beggar's hand, but the old beggar looked panicked, and quickly dissipated the protective gas shield, but he was struggling with this "attack" hand. Incomparably, I don't know if the opponent should be allowed to catch or resist at this moment.

This is a very simple action in the eyes of Xiaofeng, but he struggled extremely in the heart of the old beggar. Although his temperament has not been shown on the face for many years, his body is extremely stiff. And seeing the opponent's hand getting closer and closer to him, the old beggar's heart is also getting more and more entangled, as if passing seconds are like years.

However, when the opponent's hand was only a few inches away from own's wrist, the old beggar felt that his waist was loose. Then he looked up and saw his grandson ran out, embracing each other.

"you.."

Seeing that the little beggar suddenly hugged himself, Xiaofeng certainly would not continue to pull the old beggar's hand. A pungent smell came into his nose, Xiao Feng didn’t bother this little beggar because of it. After all, compared to his grandfather’s scheming, this little beggar’s disposition at such an age made him look very pleasing to the eye and couldn’t help but sound. one person.

Lost for a while...

However, at this moment, a basin of cold water was suddenly caught on Xiaofeng's head by the little beggar. The frightened old beggar hurriedly pulled the little beggar back, because he saw the man in the black robe stretched out to touch his grandson's hand, and instantly stopped in the air.

"Uncle, don't kill my grandpa!"

"Big... Uncle..."

When the little wind heard the sound, there was only a feeling of myocardial infarction, which instantly dissipated the goodwill for this little beggar. At this moment, the little beggar in his eyes is no different from ordinary Rivers and Lakes people. At his own age, even if he doesn’t call himself Big Brother, he shouldn’t be an uncle...

This is a small wind that calms his mind, and it is rare to question his own appearance and manners. But if he knew that when the little beggar opened his mouth, the uncle did not say it until he was brewing, he would be even more speechless.It's just because the little beggar once heard the old beggar say that people with high martial arts are very old for many years, but the older people are, the more dissatisfied they are. So if you see someone like Grandpa, you must not call him Grandpa, but Uncle.

Although this little beggar bears martial arts, he has never worked with others, and he doesn't even know the strength of the Rivers and Lakes Practitioner. Only when I saw that the black-robed man could save himself from his grandfather, it was still so easy. Naturally, I thought Xiaofeng's martial arts was superior to his grandfather, so this uncle was called the true feelings.

"Hmph! Forget it, you love to wait, just wait here with me!"

Xiaofeng snorted, then turned and looked down the mountain with a wave of his robe sleeves, no longer bothering the grandfather and grandson. He also didn't worry that the old beggar would change his mind halfway, and shot himself behind him. But it wasn't because Xiaofeng had a kingly demeanor, but he had calculated in his heart that the opponent was weak and really wanted to kill himself, he had nowhere to hide, and the opponent would never kill himself at this moment.

"Uncle Master!!"

At this moment, on the mountain road behind Xiaofeng, a familiar voice suddenly heard. Xiaofeng quickly turned around when he heard the sound, but his eyes skipped the grandfather and grandson and looked towards the mountain.

As he raised his eyes, a smile appeared on his face hidden under the black robe. At last it was caught up this time. It seems that the group of disciples mentioned by the seniors were guests in the Songshan League. They weren't "guests", but real guests.

In this way, he felt relieved a lot. After all, he didn't want to go further and further on the road of "unscrupulous uncle". He has decided in his heart that once the Songshan incident is over, he will put his mind on the Rivers and Lakes experience mission, so that these experienced disciples can return to the Sword Villa as soon as possible.

Four men and women dressed in blue and white stood side by side. It was Jian Taibai and Zi Yuge. And behind him was a short, fat man dressed as a cook and a chopper who didn't leave his hand. He was just an empty city plan who was obsessed with cooking and had no intention of practicing martial arts.

The five came to Xiaofeng, and after glancing at the two old beggars, they saluted Xiaofeng's cupped fist and called them "Uncle Shi" one after another. Among the two women, Ye Shisan is the most familiar with Xiaofeng on weekdays. At this moment, seeing the little uncle appearing, he didn't care about being a girl, and immediately stepped forward to tell him the story of the road.

Xiaofeng looked in his eyes, helpless for a while, just because he knew that Ye Shisan in front of him did not have the memory of Changan's bloody night. But now he treats himself like this, but he doesn't know whether he is thinking of something. After breaking away from the opponent a little bit, he was about to ask why everyone appeared here. But at this moment...

In Xiaofeng's line of sight, an unexpected figure appeared. This person wore white clothes to win the snow, his long hair remained the same, his facial features remained the same, and the Jian Jia Qiu Shui sword remained the same behind him. And her ability to make her exceptionally angry is still the same.

Between the four eyes facing each other, only one sentence from the woman in white is heard:

"Shujian Villa is full of poems and books, and those who are masters are self-explanatory. Only when I saw the grandfather and grandson from a distance, I knew that the uncle of the master was a false statement."

But when the female voice settled, the group of people saw Ye Shisan, who was smiling from the young master, but suddenly frowned at this moment. If others don't give Master Uncle's face, she will definitely shoot directly, and the trio will also teach him how to be a man.

But she was a little stunned at the moment. She really didn't know why the elder sister, who was usually quiet and reticent, was so abnormal today. And this anomaly is against the uncle..

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