"The smell of medicine? The smell of herbs? Ah, I understand. It should be stained when I was dispensing medicine to my old immortal girl. Haha, little brother, your nose is so good..."

Luo Yuchen shrugged, skipped the topic directly, and asked, "By the way, I wonder why the two of you appeared at the foot of Hengshan Mountain? Is there anything wrong?"

"Well, there are some things, of course," the old man grinned and showed an ugly smile: "In fact, the reason why we two came to Hengshan is that you have a certain relationship with you, brother!"

"Oh?" Luo Yuchen was stunned, "I hope to hear it clearly!"

"Well, that's right. Not long ago, when Liu Zhengfeng was washing his hands in Jinben, our brothers from the Divine Cult reported that they had seen the traces of Elder Qu Yang. Our leader was afraid that there were too many people in the decent sect on Hengshan, which would cause Elder Qu to suffer losses, so he sent some brothers to check it out just in case. However, after the Jinben washing his hands, Elder Qu came down the mountain without any injuries, so the brothers in the Cult retreated one after another."

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly raised his head and looked at Luo Yuchen. Seeing that he was listening with relish, he continued: "Well, but, Elder Qu mentioned your name when he was chatting with our brothers after he went down the mountain, saying that you were a rare up-and-comer in the martial arts world. Therefore, our brothers became curious and wanted to stay and see..."

"Well, so that's it!" Luo Yuchen nodded and asked as the old man said: "Then, the two of you know each other now and have seen my martial arts. How about it, you should have achieved your goal? There are still some things you can't stay for a long time, so how about you?"

"Oh, don't be anxious, don't be anxious!" Seeing that Luo Yuchen was really about to leave with a light clasped his fist, the old man quickly opened his arms and blocked his way, and continued to smile: "You have all killed all the people left by the Songshan Sect. Brother, what big deal do you have to do in such a hurry?"

"Well, this, the so-called meeting is fate. Our ancestors of the Yellow River like to make friends the most, especially young handsome men like the little brother. When we met the little brother today, we naturally had to have a good chat. In order to meet you, we have been waiting at the foot of Hengshan Mountain for more than ten days. Could it be that little brother wouldn't we give us this face?"

"Hmm?" Luo Yuchen stopped, but turned his gaze to Zu Qianqiu, who was shaking a tattered folding fan next to him, staring blankly: "Mr. Zu Qianqiu, do you think so too?"

"Of course, of course, our Yellow River ancestors are moving forward and retreating together, naturally..." Before the old man finished speaking, he heard Zu Qianqiu snorting suddenly and sneer: "Okay, okay, old man, don't bite the bullet and talk nonsense anymore. Haven't you seen it yet? People never believed your nonsense at the beginning!"

With a snap, the poor scholar closed the folding fan and said in an extremely stiff tone: "Tell me the truth, Luo Wufeng, it's not that we brothers have to wait for you in this ghost place where birds don't poop, but that our Eastern leader wants to see you!"

"The leader of the Demon Sect, Dongfang Bubai? He wants to see me?" Luo Yuchen opened his eyes and subconsciously retorted: "No, is it wrong? Dongfang Bubai's dead man (demon)... Well, hasn't he been neglecting the academic affairs long ago? Ah, I know, this should be the guy named Yang Lianting who faked the imperial edict, right?"

Before he finished speaking, Zu Qianqiu and the old man glared back fiercely: "How do you know so many things in our God Cult? Also, how dare you curse our Dongfang Master and say he is..."

"Old man!" Zu Qianqiu suddenly shouted, and the old man reacted suddenly, subconsciously shrank his neck, looked around with guilt, looking around with lingering fear: "Boy, we didn't treat you as a character, but now that you know so many things in our God Cult, I'm sorry, we two brothers have to invite you to go to the Black Wood Cliff! Those who know the appearance will follow us obediently, don't struggle and resist, otherwise, we wouldn't mind moving and reaching out. Anyway, the superiors didn't say that we can't beat you up and take you back with serious injuries!"

"Uh, no?" Luo Yuchen frowned slightly, looking a little confused: "Didn't Yi Ren join your Sun and Moon God Sect yet? The things I just said should know as long as they are a Yi Ren! Oh, I understand, it's not that Yi Ren joins the Sun and Moon God Sect, but that you two are too ignorant..."

"Stop!" Zu Qianqiu waved his folding fan suddenly and frowned and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Who knows whether you said it is true or false? It's better to surrender, don't delay the time anymore!"

In fact, Zu Qianqiu said it right. Luo Yuchen actually knew that he could not be good enough when they appeared, because his reputation in the Sun and Moon Sect was like Songshan, and he was still negative! The reason why he had been grinding with them for so long was indeed to delay time. After a few minutes, under the influence of the "Awakening Jade Pendant", Luo Yuchen's true energy had almost recovered. Therefore, he was unwilling to waste time: "It is impossible to surrender me. It is more realistic to see the truth under our hands!"

"Okay, I hope you don't regret it!" The folding fan in his hand suddenly opened, and it cut into Luo Yuchen's neck like a sharp blade. The old man also screamed strangely, and he rushed forward, like a heavy ball of flesh to crush Luo Yuchen first!

The Longquan sword in his right hand gently raised, blocking Zu Qianqiu's folding fan, but the powerful internal force transmitted from the sword also made Luo Yuchen's body sway slightly. Then, the old man had already rushed to him and punched him in his chest. Luo Yuchen blocked his left hand, but was shocked by the recoil force and took two steps back. Then, his brows frowned slightly: "Well, both of them are five-star?"

"If you want to think of a way, you can't compete with it!" As his mind turned, Luo Yuchen had already made a decision and continued to retreat with the recoil force that had not yet dissipated. However, just as he was about to activate the light skills, the old man had already grinned and showed an ugly smile. Then he saw his body swaying slightly and flashing out of Luo Yuchen's sight.

Almost at the same moment, Zu Qianqiu rushed to Luo Yuchen, closed the folding fan and stabbed Luo Yuchen like a short sword: "Hehe, Mr. Luo, how did you deal with Fei Bin just now? We brothers have seen clearly from the side. Of course, it is impossible for you to have the opportunity to use your light skills again! Do you have other methods to put your back on the box? If not, I advise you to give up resistance as soon as possible, so that we can save trouble. You can also suffer less later, right?"

"Haha, the method of holding the bottom of the box? Yes!" He moved his feet carefully, stepped back a few steps and leaned against a big tree. The long sword in his hand danced rapidly. He saw Zu Qianqiu's move, and Luo Yuchen refused to suffer any losses. He saw him smile slightly, suddenly raised his hand and shouted loudly: "Look at the hidden weapon!"

Luo Yuchen raised his left hand to his face, and Zu Qianqiu was shocked. With a sound of brushing, he opened the fan and raised it upwards, trying to protect his face, but as soon as he moved, his heart skipped a beat: "No, I'm fooled!"

Sure enough, Zu Qianqiu did not hear the sound of hidden weapons breaking through the air. Instead, a slight stinging pain suddenly came from several large acupoints on his chest. As the true energy burst instantly, not only did he put a thin layer of protective energy on his body, but he also stepped on two deep footprints on the mud under Zu Qianqiu's feet, and his figure suddenly retreated about a meter away!

"Haha, Zu Qianqiu, you are sour scholar, you are actually a bitchy, hahaha..." Amid the harsh and ugly laughter, the old man's figure suddenly "rolled" from the big tree above Luo Yuchen's head, and did not use the protective energy to directly press Luo Yuchen into a meat pie with his fat body.

But at this time, Luo Yuchen's left hand was just rising, so he slapped it with his palm and directly faced the old man's trembling fat body! After a slight sound of the slightest sound of the middle of the blaze, the old man's laughter suddenly seemed to be pinching his neck, and it stopped suddenly. Then, his body was suddenly stiff and was thrown out by Luo Yuchen, and flew straight towards a big tree not far away!

After retreating about a meter away from Luo Yuchen's sword force, Zu Qianqiu was sweating coldly and breathing a sigh of relief. Then, he felt a chill in his chest, and then another hot and spicy stinging pain came. When he looked down, he realized that his chest had been cut a long hole, and there was a thin red dot on his chest trembling center acupoint. If he went deeper, he might be bleeding! Just then, he heard the old man's joke again, and Zu Qianqiu's temper was suddenly lit up: "Fuck, when did I get fooled! I..., old man, what's wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!