Void Transformation

Seeing that Luo Guhong's eyes were burning with anger, but his footsteps were vain and feeble, Xiao Feng felt helpless in his heart, but he couldn't help but think of his own friend Daotao. At this time, Luo Guhong had cold eyes and full of resentment, but Xiaofeng could not feel his hostility, but just waited in place with a helpless smile on his face.

When Luo Guhong saw this, he was even more angry. If he had known that the other party had such a method, why should he trade his injury for an advantage and use the enemy's palm to break through. Seeing that the dust settles now, he who suppressed the injury is finally relaxed, only feeling exhausted all over.

However, just when he was five steps in front of Xiaofeng, he suddenly punched, and the attack was fierce, and only then looked tired. Xiao Feng looked in his eyes, but he couldn't avoid it, because he couldn't feel the slightest Internal Energy from this punch, it was like a child playing.

But just as Luo Guhong's fist was about to come into close contact with Xiaofeng's face, the fist that originally hit the face door suddenly became weak. The hand and the owner of the hand were like a puddle of mud at the same time, weakened.

"You...dead liar..."

"boom."

With a muffled noise, Luo Guhong's head made an intimate contact with the ground, and Xiaofeng's ears echoed the last words Luo Guhong said when he was fainting. And until Luo Guhong fell to the ground completely, Xiaofeng didn't reach out to help him. Now seeing him lying motionless on the ground, he shook his head helplessly and sighed:

"Oh... how do I take you back to the city?"

When the voice settled, Xiaofeng immediately picked up Luo Guhong on his back. Fortunately, the other party was still a teenager, and fortunately, the thousand receivers on his waist didn't weigh too much. With the power of a magician, Xiaofeng could just carry it on his back and walk, but this speed was not much stronger than that of a snail.

"Um?"

At this moment, a scent of scent came, and there was no one around at this time, and Xiaofeng immediately made a suspicious voice, just because he smelled the scent that seemed familiar. He immediately raised his head following the smell of the fragrance, only to find that the source of the fragrance was Luo Guhong, the bear child on his back.

However, Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment, and then figured out this. As the son of the Holy Lord of the Huajian School, he has some spices from the Huajian School on his body, and even the smoke is naturally normal.

Half an hour passed in a hurry, Xiaofeng was wearing a black robe and carrying a red boy on his back, attracting a lot of attention from his eyes. It's just that most of these people think it's novel, so they just took a second look, but no one came forward to strike up a conversation, or talked about something behind their backs.

Xiaofeng didn't care about it, but his physical strength did not allow him to walk for a long time, so he almost stopped and walked, so he looked even more weird. Just as Xiaofeng once again looked for a big tree and put Luo Guhong to rest temporarily, an abrupt voice suddenly came from above his head:

"In broad daylight, everything is in the sky, where on earth are you villain taking this child? Recruit it from the ground!"

While talking, a figure dressed in tatters suddenly turned down from the tree canopy, but was as flexible as a monkey. Before landing, he took out a wooden stick without any sharp points from his waist, pointing a small wind.

"Oh... you misunderstood."

Xiaofeng was physically weak at this time. When he recovered, there was nowhere to hide his rapid breathing, so some of the methods used in the past could not be applied now. However, he found that the person in front of him who looked like a beggar had only randomness in his eyes when he looked at own, but he was not hostile or wary.

Although Xiaofeng was physically and mentally exhausted at this time, he still saw the other party's self-confidence. His randomness was built on self-confidence in his own strength, but he was not arrogant or arrogant.

"Misunderstanding? I have been with you for a long time. You stop and go along the way, but are you waiting for someone to connect?"

While the beggar was talking, the wooden stick in his right hand was suddenly handed over to his left hand, and when the left hand tapped the stick, the right hand swept from his waist, but a white light flashed in his hand, and a wine jar appeared in his palm. Immediately in the presence of Xiaofeng, who is not the enemy of us, Gudong Gudong drank half a jar of wine, and burped a wine full of alcohol.

Xiaofeng stood in place, but with helplessness on his face, he did not step back and showed no hostility. Just a moment of thought, a yin-fire array was held into the left palm, and when the opponent was distracted a little, it would immediately be placed under the feet.

However, at this moment, the beggar asked and answered all of a sudden, and said something that made Xiaofeng feel inexplicable:

"Oh? Look like that, you don't look like a bad person."

"Ha, how can you see it?"

Xiaofeng laughed subconsciously, and at this time the yin-fire disc in his hand was also retracted, but at The next moment, the other party said something that made him Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry:

"Because the stinky beggar just hiccuped, you did not dodge, nor did you have any disgust. If you are not sick with your nose, and you are not trying to treat the stinky beggar, then it can only show that you are well-educated."

When the beggar called himself, he took a mouthful of a stinky beggar, his face was not red and his heart beat. However, this reason for him made Xiaofeng unexpected. The reason why Xiaofeng did not dodge was not because he was immune to stench and alcohol, but because the aroma on Luo Guhong's body was too heavy and completely covered it up. This smell.

"My nose is naturally not sick, but how do you know that I am not trying to do something with you?"

While talking, Xiaofeng sat naturally under the tree while turning his head to look at Luo Guhong who was still sleeping. But at this time, the beggar drank half of the jar of wine in one gulp, then he smiled, and it was another two-word exit that made Xiaofeng feel a headache:

"intuition."

Xiucai met soldiers, and it was unreasonable. Although Xiaofeng hadn't had such an encounter, he felt that the thinking of the person in front of him seemed to be very different from his own. Although this person is interesting, after all, the most important thing at this time is to send Luo Guhong back to the city, because Xiaofeng knew that he could not heal, and he couldn't understand whether Luo Guhong's injury could heal through time.

"I don't know how to call Brother Beggar?"

"Hey, beggars are beggars, what kind of beggar brother, just call me Wu Kai."

Xiaofeng was speechless when he heard the words, and thought what kind of ghost name this was, and couldn't think of the meaning of it. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Wu Gai was very familiar with the origin of his name:

"I heard from my brothers that I had a serious illness, so I forgot a lot of things. And when I woke up, I was lying in a coffin without a lid, so our name is not forgetting our original intention."

"Amnesia?"

Xiaofeng immediately caught the point, but he only hesitated for a while before dispelling the thoughts in his mind. At the same time, he laughed at himself. Whenever he encounters others and loses his memory, he thinks that the other party has experienced Chang'an Bloody Night like himself.

"Oh, let's not talk about this. Let's get back to it, you stop and go, and you don't seem to be on the road, and depending on your age, it should not be the father of this child. What is going on?"

Seeing Wu Gai turn off the topic by himself, Xiaofeng was naturally happy, and now Xiaofeng has determined that this person is not malicious, but he didn't think much about it, so he simply said the part that could be said in the matter.

"Hahahaha, I see your footsteps are vain, I know that your martial arts is very bad, but I didn't expect that you can't carry a child on your back. If you don't dislike stinky beggars in sweat, I can give you a paragraph, which happens to be stinky beggars. I don’t have enough wine to drink, I’m going to buy it in Rising Sun City."

When the voice fell, Xiao Feng smiled, saying that there was a kind of hard work, but he was suddenly alert in his heart. Just because I never said where to go, why does the other party seem to know.

Xiaofeng believes in coincidences, but does not believe in too many coincidences. However, even though he is alert at this time, he is still calm on the face. Because Xiaofeng knew that no matter whether this beggar was a real stubborn child or intended, at least maintaining the status quo in front of him was the most beneficial choice for himself and Luo Guhong.

After all, if he wants to take action against himself, relying on his silent and silent following all the way and the kung fu of leaping from the canopy above his head to show himself, it is not that he can beat the formation to win. Moreover, Luo Guhong was injured at the moment, and he had no reason to gamble on his life.

However, just as the beggar carried Luo Guhong on his back, he said something profound:

"No trouble, no trouble! Our business pays great attention to fate, I helped you today, maybe you will help me one day, this is fate."

When Xiaofeng was about to speak politely, Wu Gai suddenly grabbed Xiaofeng's arm and quickly pressed his three fingers on his veins. However, after only a moment of hesitation, he stepped on the ground abruptly, and then carried one person on his back, and another person, like an ape, jumped up to the canopy of the tree, and leaped away...

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