At the junction of Sichuan and Gansu provinces, the mountains are high and forests are dense, the roads are narrow, and bandits and robbers frequently appear, and there are often incidents of killing and robbing goods. If pedestrians and business travelers do not ask for protection, they will be difficult to move forward. Hu Xiaotian and Xia Wentao spent some money to sneak into a team of more than 100 horse gangs and headed towards Lanzhou together. Among the horse gangs, there were more than 30 corpses, all of whom were hanging steel knives and holding bows and arrows. They responded back and forth on the way, and did not dare to relax for a moment.

On the evening of the day, when everyone walked to a narrow valley, they suddenly heard a coughing arrow breaking through the air. More than twenty big men suddenly emerged from the steep slopes on both sides. Everyone was covered with black scarves, revealing only a pair of cold and ruthless eyes.

"There are robbers!" The escort who was exploring the way shouted loudly. There was a chaotic storm in the horse gang, and then quickly calmed down. An older escort rushed forward and clasped his fists and said, "My friends on the road, here is Chen Tiangang, the deputy chief escort of the Changfeng Escort Agency in South Sichuan! I wonder which escort are you from? The eleven large and small escorts along the way, my Changfeng Escort Agency takes care of every year..."

"Stop talking nonsense! We have never taken your money anyway. Don't resist if you want to survive!" Someone sent a signal, and a group of masked men raised their weapons at the same time and flew down the valley.

Hu Xiaotian was shocked when he saw the light skills he used by the other party, and his vest was sweating coldly. These people had unique skills and acted decisively and neatly, which was by no means comparable to ordinary bandits. Why did they do such despicable things? Could it be that their cutting paths were fake, but they actually had other plans? Could it be one of the means for Cheng Ying to intercept him for escape? In a flash, the escorts at the Changfeng Escort Agency had a conflict with the masked men. But when they heard the swords and guns collided, their bones broke, and shouts and screams resounded throughout the sky. The masked men were very skilled in martial arts and were cruel and ruthless. Anyone who encountered resistance was indeed killed without mercy, and blood splattered like rain.

Xia Wentao had never experienced such a cruel and bloody scene. He was so scared that his legs and feet were trembling and his face was pale. If Hu Xiaotian hadn't supported him, he would have collapsed into a mud. Hu Xiaotian shouted, "Come with me!" He pulled him and rolled under the carriage, and then climbed into the grass beside the road while the person was unprepared.

Hu Xiaotian was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard a whimper, and a blood-dropped head flew down by chance and just fell into Xia Wentao's arms. The human head still had its body temperature, and its eyes were wide open, as if it was unwilling to leave the world. Xia Wentao was so scared that he threw away the head and screamed: "Help! Kill people! Help!" He suddenly jumped up and rushed to the steep slope regardless of everything.

Hu Xiaotian was anxious and angry. Isn’t this bastard seeking death if he is so reckless?

A black shadow flashed, and a big man jumped behind Xia Wentao, stretched his arms long, pinching his neck like an eagle catching a chicken, and sneered: "Fuck your grandma, do you want to leave without saying hello?" After meeting Xia Wentao, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise, turned his head and shouted at the distance, "Boss, I'm catching the stuff that's soaked!"

As soon as the words fell, a thin man fell from the sky, his eyes as cold as a blade. He glanced at Xia Wentao and asked, "What's your surname?"

Xia Wentao looked demented and answered the question: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The thin man frowned, and the long-armed man immediately understood and slapped Xia Wentao hard, causing several teeth to fall, and said viciously: "Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid! Tell me quickly, what's your surname?"

Xia Wentao was in a state of pain and suddenly woke up. He said in a hoarse voice: "Please stop beating! Xiaosheng's surname is Xia, his name is Wentao, and he is from Chengdu Prefecture. Xiaosheng and the two of them have no grudges to celebrate the holiday. I hope he can give up his hands and spare my life!"

The thin man sneered, "You are the one who killed you!" He made a silence gesture. The long-armed man crossed his arms and twisted his bones, and his bones were crisp and brittle, and he broke Xia Wentao's neck bones cleanly. The two of them groped on Xia Wentao's body for a while, exchanged doubtful eyes with each other, and shook their heads and soared into the air. As the thin man made a sharp roar, the masked man around him immediately evacuated the battle group, leaping like flying, and following him into the dense woods.

This scene happened suddenly and went faster. Except for nearly twenty corpses, the horse gang suffered almost no greater losses. Everyone looked at each other, and was extremely grateful and wondered why these robbers came? Was it just killing people for fun?

Hu Xiaotian walked silently to Xia Wentao's body, and saw that his face was swollen and his face was swollen. He still had a look of fear until his death. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and a faint anger surged in his heart. Looking at the actions of the masked people just now, the robbery was fake, and most of them came for Xia Wentao. He didn't want him to leave Sichuan alive. It was very likely that it was the killer invited by Xia Wentao's enemies. After they killed Xia Wentao, they clearly wanted to search for the tokens from him so that they could go back and report their lives. Unfortunately, they never dreamed that the jade bracelet had changed hands. Although he looked down on Xia Wentao's cowardly personality, after all, after being together for several days, he was really angry for him when he saw Xia Wentao's end. Is there no law in this world? The powerful can do whatever they want and ignore human lives, while the humble don't even have the chance to survive?

A few rays of rays of light shone down, reflecting Xia Wentao's quiet face, with a strange feeling of sorrow and pain.

Suddenly, a bold and absurd plan jumped into Hu Xiaotian's mind. Although Xia Wentao died, no one saw it. If he disguised himself as "Xia Wentao", wouldn't it be unknown to anyone? Lanzhou and Chengdu are thousands of miles apart, and the two sides have not met for more than ten years, so they are not afraid of being seen. If this plan is implemented smoothly, it can not only conceal its identity, avoid Cheng Ying's pursuit, but also achieve its goal of going to the northwest. It can be said that it can kill two birds with one stone.

Hu Xiaotian knelt down on one knee and whispered: "Brother Xia, there are many unfair things in the world. You are definitely not the only one who encounters this. If the underworld is far away, you can go with peace of mind. However, the responsibility of "Xia Wentao" has not yet been completed, and this person should not disappear from now on, so that the relatives will hurt and the enemy will be happy! Let me take on your unfulfilled responsibilities on your behalf! I swear to God that one day in the future, I will avenge your father-killing revenge for you!"

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Hu Xiaotian disguised himself as Xia Wentao. After leaving the mountainous area, he parted ways with the horse gang. He rented a small courtyard and stayed in the door all day long. He looked at Xia Wentao's expression, tone, language, and movements in front of the bronze mirror. He continued to set off until he was confident that he was nine times more similar.

Since it was late October, the weather became colder the more you went north. When I arrived in Longxi City this day, the temperature suddenly dropped sharply, the north wind whistled, and the first light snow fell in the middle of the night. When I woke up the next day, the sky was still gloomy, and there was a thin layer of white snow on the eaves. The biting cold wind showed no signs of weakening.

Hu Xiaotian's heart was restless and often lost his temper for no reason. At this time, he saw the snow flying outside the window, and somehow recalled the situation of practicing on the snow mountain. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration and finally knew the root of the problem. It turned out that he was practicing the most domineering internal skills of the world, "The World-Destroying Overlord Art", with strong internal strength and violent spirit, and extremely strong essence. It is necessary to harmonize yin and yang to balance the Samadhi True Fire in the body, otherwise it will easily get out of control. The most effective method is to engage with a woman and constantly absorb the essence.

Yin; First, communicate with heaven and earth and absorb the Xuanyin energy. Both can achieve the effect of yin and yang harmony. This internal skill is practiced to the extreme, and two-pronged approach can avoid being possessed by the devil. Xuanzong is the best example. Although he was locked in the major acupoints at this time and the true qi cannot be operated, the foundation of the "World-Destroying the King of Kings" is still there. The yang energy in the body is too strong, and effective ways are also needed to vent and guide. However, since he went down the mountain, he has never considered this issue, which leads to the yin and yang imbalance, and the consequences have begun to appear.

Hu Xiaotian understood this section and couldn't help but smile bitterly. The leaders of the Demon Sect in the past dynasties have been doing things in a straightforward manner, not caring about the heroes who are bound by ethics, and never lack women around him. Therefore, even when practicing forbidden exercises, there will be no problem of yin and yang disorders. But Hu Xiaotian is still a boy, and this is not a problem, but it has become his biggest trouble at the moment. If the yang energy in his body cannot be vented, he will become more and more irritable and eventually lose his mind. The only solution is to go to the brothel to summon prostitutes immediately. But this kind of naked money and sex transaction is the most reluctant to accept.

Due to the sudden drop in temperature, everyone was huddled in the house, and there was almost no one on the road. Hu Xiaotian walked alone, but instead felt comfortable in the cold, and the inexplicable evil fire in his body became much more stable.

After Dingxi, the snow became thicker and the gloomy sky finally cleared. When Hu Xiaotian arrived in Tieniu Town, he saw a large wine shop at the entrance of the town with lanterns hanging high, and warm lights were shining behind the window, and he walked in without thinking.

When I opened the thick curtain at the door, a heat mixed with the aroma of wine came to my face. I saw more than a dozen Eight Immortals tables in the wine shop, with candles as thick as arms in the corners, and a few pots of charcoal fires on the ground, which was quite spacious. The customers in the store sat four or five tables, most of whom were dressed as merchants, and there were bulging packages beside them. Several of them looked at the door intentionally or unintentionally, with their eyes surprisingly sharp.

Hu Xiaotian sat down until an empty table, called a friend and ordered: "Give me a bowl of hot soup, a pound of steamed buns and a pound of beef."

The guy leaned down and wiped the table, whispered and quickly, "My husband, please leave quickly, otherwise you will be in trouble!" After saying that, he walked away as if nothing had happened, and said loudly, "One pound of beef and steamed buns each, and one bowl of hot soup!"

"Okay!"

Hu Xiaotian's heart sank. This guy would not give him a warning for no reason. He pretended not to care and quickly glanced around. He found that the positions occupied by the merchants were very particular, and just blocked the lines at the exits of the doors and windows, forming a vague attack. This was obviously a trap that was dug, waiting for the prey to appear! Since he was dressed as a weak scholar, those people didn't care much about him, and they whispered from time to time. Hu Xiaotian secretly called unlucky. He had no ability to protect himself at this moment. If they fought later, wouldn't his situation be very dangerous?

Just as they were nervous, they suddenly heard the sound of hooves, and several riders rushed to the outside of the wine shop door. The curtain was raised, and the cold wind blew, and five white-robed men entered one after another. Behind them were scimitars of the middle ground, with high noses and deep eyes, and curly hair. They were all Western Regions people. The man in the leader looked around and put all the situation in the store into his eyes. His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he threw a ingot of golden gold on the counter and said, "Shopkeeper, we have packed your wine shop! From now on, no other guests are allowed to accept them! In addition, prepare five tables of the best wine and dishes for me immediately!"

The shopkeeper bent over and said, "Yes! Huzi, Tiedan, come on tea and serve you all well!"

The man in the lead was too lazy to pay attention to them. With a wave of his hand, the other four people ran out immediately and carefully searched every corner of the wine shop, and even the thatched cottage was not missed.

Seeing these Hu people being generous and cautious in their actions, Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but arouse curiosity. Could it be that their master was a prince and noble from a tribe in the Western Regions? But why did they get into trouble? Or were they carrying rare treasures that aroused the covetousness of others? At this time, a guy brought the steamed bun and beef, and he saw his hands trembling, his eyes were flustered, and he couldn't hide his fear. Hu Xiaotian made up his mind and decided to stay and see a good show. Anyway, the main goal of these people is not themselves, so it's better to find an opportunity to escape.

After a while, the wheels rolled and the horses were neighing. A row of people entered Tienniu Town slowly and stopped outside the wine shop. At the foot sound, a large group of people walked into the shop in a clear order, including men and women, all Westerners in white robes.

Hu Xiaotian looked up and was stunned. He saw that among the crowd, there was an unparalleled woman, like the sun at noon, with dazzling light. Her legs were extremely slender, her breasts were slender, her skin was whiter than snow, and her long brown hair was slightly curled to her waist, rising and falling like waves. Her nose was high and straight, her brown eyes were as deep as a lake and sea, and her face was like a sculpture. Her outline was perfect, and her body exuded a holy and noble atmosphere, which made people dare not have the slightest disrespect. Among the many beauties Hu Xiaotian had seen, only Tang Xue could be longer and shorter. Tang Xue's beauty was soft and exquisite beauty, like a water lily in the water, fragrant and pleasant; while her beauty was a strong shocking beauty, like a phoenix in the sky, gorgeous and imposing.

Hu Xiaotian stared at the beauty of the Western Regions, not knowing that his actions had offended the others. A big man next to the stunning woman was very unhappy and said coldly: "Bold madman, how dare he be rude!" He shook his figure and jumped to Hu Xiaotian like a ghost. He stretched his fingers and dug into his eyes hard.

"Stop!" The stunning woman shouted and frowned: "Elder Huo, he is just a scholar and does not understand martial arts. If you hurt him, will our Ming Cult be very glorious?"

Elder Huo's fingertips barely touched Hu Xiaotian's skin, and he had to take it back in disappointment. He glared at him unwillingly and said, "You're lucky!"

Hu Xiaotian's eyes were almost dug, his heart was pounding, his palms were pounding, and he quickly lowered his head. Originally, he had the time to cultivate his mind and determine his character, and he would not lose his composure when he saw a beautiful woman, but he was in a time when his yin and yang were uneven and his heart was impetuous, and he was particularly prone to impulsiveness, let alone facing such a stunning look! He secretly laughed in his heart: "Since ancient times, heroes were sad to pass the beauty, I, Hu Xiaotian, have this day!" Suddenly, remembering what the stunning woman said, his heart moved, it turned out that they were from the Ming Cult! So many Ming Cult disciples appeared in the mainland, which has been very rare in recent years.

The Ming Cult was once the largest sect in the world. More than 20 years ago, swept across the country and all the heroes surrendered wherever the banner went. It is said that the current emperor Zhu Yuanzhang was born in the Ming Cult, so he went back to the origin and established the country as "Ming" to show respect for the Ming Cult. Unfortunately, all things in the world were prosperous and declined, which is a famous saying. When the Ming Cult was in great power, the main hall was blown up, and many masters in the sect were destroyed at the same time. From then on, the vitality was severely damaged and divided, and it was difficult to show its past glory again. Now it has become a second-rate sect, with its power limited to the northwest and no longer able to compete for the Central Plains martial arts world.

The long-forgotten past suddenly appeared in his mind, making Hu Xiaotian sigh. A large part of the reason why he entered the world and completely changed his life was related to the Ming Cult! He accidentally participated in the competition for the Ming Cult's treasure book "Nine Yang Divine Arts", and by chance he saved Yin Tianyun from Hengshan Sect and joined his disciple. Unexpectedly, Yin Tianyun was unwilling to teach him as his disciple, so he secretly poisoned him, attempting to kill someone to silence him, and kept the shocking secret of "Nine Yang Divine Arts". Later, in order to understand the severe poison on his body, Nanjiang and his party finally joined the Demon Sect and became the closed disciple of Xuanzong. After many years, I wonder if the Ming Cult has recovered "Nine Yang Divine Arts"? What was the result of the dispute between Yin Tianyun and Yan Ao's underworld sect leader?

The Ming scholars scattered and sat down, surrounding the stunning woman at the core, and did not forget the responsibility of defending her even when eating. In addition to Elder Huo, there was also a silver-haired old man who was nearly 50 years old, who was energetic and had a very majestic appearance.

The shopkeeper quickly ordered and brought the best wine and food like flowing water. Because the tribes in the Western Regions are located in a cold and bitter place, most of the men and women have good wine, especially the strong wine, which is more suitable for their spleen and stomach. These Ming sects were no exception. As soon as they were served, everyone first filled a large bowl of wine before they began to enjoy delicious food.

The stunning woman was naturally not as rude as her companions. She took a sip of wine gracefully, and after savoring it carefully, her face suddenly changed. Her eyes turned cold, and she looked at the shopkeeper like frost, and said loudly: "Who are you? What did you put in the wine?"
Chapter completed!