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"Forgive others if you have to forgive me. How about giving me a slight face to avoid me, my little grandson?"

An old man with golden armor and hair all over his head suddenly rushed out of the bitter sea of ​​Scutellaria baicalensis and smiled at Tang Fei.***

The old man was not angry and was in power, with a sense of majesty that only those who were superiors had. As soon as he appeared, Tang Fei immediately felt a crisis covering him.

"Soul Seal?"

Tang Fei was shocked and shocked. He could leave a soul mark. This person's cultivation level was at least at the level of Lingzun! Is this Huang Qin's grandfather? No wonder the Huang family is so prosperous. It turns out that there is a strong Lingzun behind him!

"What if I don't let it go?"

The other party was just a soul mark. When they really fought, Tang Fei was not particularly afraid, otherwise the other party would not talk nonsense with him. However, this directly offended a strong spiritual master, Tang Fei was wondering whether it was worth it or not.

"If I don't let go, I will take my evil grandson away, but I will lose a soul mark. How to do it depends on your choice..."

The old man looked majestic and looked like he was under his control.

"If I let it go..." Tang Fei was about to bargain with him, suddenly, Gu Lan in Tang Fei's body rioted and shouted directly at him:

"Idiot, the old guy is delaying time with you. Now he may have arrived from afar! Why don't you run away!"

Gu Lan's voice suddenly reminded Tang Fei, not caring about the Scutellaria lying on the ground. Tang Fei glanced at Xiao Xun'er, who was sleeping in the old lady's hand at this time. He didn't bother to say hello, but had time to leave a bag of gold coins for the old lady and quickly ran towards the streets next to him.

Before everyone could react, they all wondered why Tang Fei was still taking the initiative, so why was he running away in the blink of an eye?

The soul mark of Grandpa Huang Yiyun frowned and quickly followed Tang Fei and chased after him.

"Hurry up and hide all your breath, and use the Demon Bowl of Hate and the Mountain-Breaking Axe to completely cover your breath!" As soon as he ran to an alley, Gu Lan's voice sounded again in his mind.

At this time, Tang Fei had no choice but to think too much and could only do it. If it weren't for Gu Lan's reminder this time, he would definitely be finished. A strong spiritual master came in person. If he stayed for a while, then he would wait for death.

Although I ran away in time, the soul mark of Huang Yiyun behind me was always followed. If I didn't throw it away, Huang Yiyun would still find him in the end.

The mountain axe in his body hated the demon bowls and weaved each other. Both were spiritual weapons like magical artifacts, and each had innate Taoist patterns. After covering it, Tang Fei naturally had no breath exposed.

Huang Yiyun's soul mark, who was originally chasing Tang Fei, suddenly changed his face and accelerated to catch up, but Tang Fei's aura had disappeared from his vision, which was hard to capture.

"There are so many people in the Huang family, so I can just send one out. As for even the powerful man in charge, he will deal with a minion like me?"

Tang Fei asked in confusion while quickly escaping into the distance.

"You also said! It must be that you used the power of the mountain-opening axe just now and was sensed by the soul mark in Scutellaria Baicalensis. Old antiques of their level must have extraordinary experiences. They must have recognized the mountain-opening axe. The legend of the mountain-opening axe has existed throughout the ages. Not to mention the powerful Lingzun, even the legendary characters who surpassed Lingzun will be moved!"

"It's so dangerous. It seems that this thing is really not used in the future. Otherwise, once some old antiques are produced, I don't know how they die when they die!"

Tang Fei secretly said with gratitude, and was quite scared and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He said in his heart.

"But I'm very curious. In the legend, can't the strong spiritual master be able to cross dozens of kilometers in an instant? Why did Huang Yiyun, as a strong spiritual master, never arrive?" After applying sweat, Tang Fei asked in confusion.

"I didn't understand this at first, but Huang Yiyun, a strong man in the Spirit Lord's realm, usually stays in death, and they usually choose some Qichuan Mountains in their retreat. Huang Yiyun must have been in seclusion in a very far place, so even though he is very fast, it will take a very long time to get over!"

"This is possible, fortunately, otherwise I will die!" After wiping the cold sweat from my forehead again, wind blew under Tang Fei's feet. At this time, he had already walked dozens of miles away and entered a vast mountain that was deserted.

The mountains are quiet, and Tang Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief when he arrived here. The place is deserted, and even if Huang Yiyun uses the power of the Huang family, he should not be able to find him for the time being.

The mountains and forests were connected by one. At this time, even Tang Fei himself did not know where he was going. This place was simply a curved place, and there were a lot of mangosteen forests inside, making Tang Fei's head dizzy.

"Huh...what exactly is this? Why are there mangosteen everywhere? It's actually more than the ones on the Snow Sacred Mountain!" After sighing, Tang Fei jumped up, climbed a mangosteen, stepped on the bamboo branch lightly on his toes, and looked at them all.

Looking around, Tang Fei was disappointed again. His vision was mangosteen, and he had never had any other things. He was simply a sea of ​​bamboo.

When the wind is together, the mangosteens sway to each other, and one bamboo leans against the other, constantly swaying. The green mangosteen forest looks no different from the sea from the top, and is even more spectacular than the sea.

"Huh?" Tang Fei was originally looking around, but suddenly he heard some sounds similar to fighting in his ears as the sound of the wind.

"There are still fighting in this mountain. Could it be that someone has encountered some bandits?"

Tang Fei thought to himself that he dared to go in the direction of the sound, not that he wanted to join in the fun, but that he wanted to find someone to ask about his way.

After walking for half an hour, Tang Fei vaguely saw the group of people making a sound. When he arrived, he found that it was too late. One of them had killed all eight people on the other side. Of course, the victorious party also paid the price of four deaths and three serious injuries.

This group of people is cruel and ruthless, and each of them has good cultivation. Most of them have the cultivation level of a spiritual master! Two of them are nearly fifty-year-olds who are even at the level of a spiritual king!

Tang Fei originally planned to go out and ask about his way, but when he saw this situation, he had to stop his pace, hide quietly in a bunch of bamboo, completely hide his breath, and stay there quietly eavesdrop.

"A mere bandit dares to come and challenge me Wuliangshan. I don't know how to live or die! This time I must let no one of them come in here!"

One of the old men in purple sè mysterious shirt kicked a corpse on the ground with dissatisfaction, and Buca said.

"As the third largest bandit, Heng Changliang is a well-known figure in the empire. The emperor and the ** side have sent people to encircle them several times, but they have never found any of them. This time, this third bandit was actually trapped in the hands of you and my brothers. It's so heartily! If the journey wasn't too far, we could have moved the corpse of this man back and exchanged something with the empire..."

"That's right, the Empire offers a reward of 100,000 gold coins to capture the top ten bandits..."

"The person on the ground is the third largest Kou Heng Changliang?" Tang Fei changed his face and the ten thieves were famous. He was fortunate to meet Peng Zhangliang, the seventh largest thieves. He was also like-minded. He had a great time to talk about it in detail. He didn't expect that he would meet the third largest thieves here today. But what he met now was a cold corpse. This person had been killed by two old men from Wuliang Mountain.

It is not uncommon to say that the third largest bandit appears in Tang Fei’s sunset, even if it appears in this bamboo forest, the identity of the big bandit can be barely reasonable. However, Wuliang Mountain, as the power of the imperial capital, actually ran into this mountain, which has to arouse Tang Fei’s speculation.

But soon, the words of the two old men from Wuliangshan solved Tang Fei's doubts.

"Bamboo Emperor?"

Due to the distance and the sound of the two of them being deliberately lowered, Tang Fei dared not get too close in order not to be noticed, so he could only vaguely hear the word "Bamboo Emperor".

"Is it related to this large bamboo forest?"

Tang Fei secretly guessed in his heart that the group of people in Wuliang Mountain had already rested and continued to rush forward.

Shortly after the group of people left, Tang Fei jumped onto the bamboo tip, and after confirming that the people were walking away, he fell down and walked to the corpse.

"Oh, what a pity, the third-largest gangster didn't want to end up dead in the bamboo forest today. I don't know if he has a family. If he has a family, he should say something to Peng Zhangliang and ask him to bring a letter."

Tang Fei walked to Heng Changliang and whispered to himself. Just as he left, his eyes suddenly lit up again.

This is the third famous bandit, who specializes in robbing the rich and helping the poor, and there should be many good things on it! Anyway, everyone is dead, so it is better to stay here...

When Tang Fei thought of this, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth and quickly walked towards Heng Changliang's body on the ground.

"Brother Changliang, it's a pity that you can't get to know you in your life, but you're already dead and you don't need some things. Just give me some charity to me. I'm also a poor man, and I just let you do the good thing of robbing the rich and helping the poor again before you die. Don't blame me, don't blame me!"

Tang Fei whined and made a big call. His hand had already reached into Heng Changliang's arms and was about to take out the things.

"You guy is too kind to him!"

Just as he took out a dagger that was so beautiful that he could tell at a glance that he was good. Before Tang Fei could be happy, a joking voice suddenly came, scaring Tang Fei's dagger was almost thrown out.

The sound was not the other person who heard this, but Heng Changliang's corpse in front of Tang Fei! At this time, he had already sat up!

"A zombie?"

Tang Fei was stunned, quickly retreated, jumped onto a big bamboo next to him, and looked vigilantly at Heng Changliang's corpse that had just sat up on the ground.

"You're just cheating on the zombie!" Heng Changliang rolled his eyes and cursed directly.

Tang Fei was speechless and jumped off the bamboo, but he still didn't dare to approach Heng Changliang, but his eyes were staring at him without any slacking off.

"What are you looking at! I've never seen anyone pretending to be dead!"

He turned over and got up, gritted his teeth and pulled out the half-long knife that was on his left chest. Peng Changliang shouted at Tang Fei while exhaling in pain.
Chapter completed!