Old Man's Begging Stick

Wen Ant Heng stood in front of Wen Bao, who was considering the possibility of escaping from the out-of-body monk.After thinking about it left and right, I found out that the possibility is basically zero, so I can only decide what to do.

Xing Zhengtian stared at Wen Heng with golden eyes. In his eyes, Wen Heng was already a dead person.

Wen Bao panted heavily: "Wen Heng, let's go! I will remember your friendship to me! If there is a next life, I will repay it with a grass ring!" There was a death wish in the words, he already had At the end of Yuanying's cultivation base, there is only a line away from leaving the body.He sees clearly, no matter how capable Wen Heng is, he will not be Xing Zhengtian's opponent.

Xing Zhengtian is a genius of the Leopard Clan. He doesn’t know how many geniuses and treasures he has poured into these years. He has a solid cultivation base and has weathered many storms in the Leopard Clan. Wen Heng can’t resist. Wen Bao and Wen Heng have gone all the way. He followed Wen Heng when he was begging for food, and Wen Heng without the stick is a scumbag. 【What qualifications do you have to say this when you are beaten into a dirt dog by scum】

"We'll talk about this later." Wen Heng turned his head and gave Wen Bao a smile, "I am your master, and it is my responsibility to protect you."

Wen Bao was taken aback for a moment, a sour feeling welled up in his heart.He yelled: "Can't I expel myself from the teacher's sect? Don't meddle in other people's business! I don't want your help!" After Wen Bao finished yelling, he pushed Wen Heng with his arms and legs behind him: "Go! Go! "

From childhood to adulthood, except for Xiaoyu, no one has cared about him like Wen Heng.When he was in the Leopard Clan, he could only cover his face, like a shadow in the dark. Occasionally, when he was walking in the Leopard Clan, those little leopards in groups would only look at him with strange eyes...

Enough is enough, let him go here again, he never wants to live like this again.Let everything come to an end here, and he will never have troubles again.If there is an afterlife, he is willing to reincarnate as an orange tree on the mountain, absorbing the sun and rain, and growing sweet fruits.No longer relying on others, no longer being bullied, no longer having nowhere to go.

Wen Bao had personally experienced Wen Heng's violence and unreasonableness, as well as Wen Heng's gentleness and kindness.He was once broken by several sticks by Wen Heng, and he was picked up by Wen Heng and whispered softly.Wen Heng like this should live a peaceful life with relatives and friends by his side, he shouldn't be confronting powerful enemies here for himself.

Wen Bao pushed Wen Heng vigorously, he wanted to push Wen Heng out of Xing Zhengtian's attack range, but Wen Heng stood firmly on the ground like a giant tripod tree, unable to push it!

"Heh, you're lucky to have someone protecting a bastard like you." Xing Zhengtian slowly fell from the sky, and as he landed, the ice under his feet crumbled into shards.

He only heard the sound of the ground cracking, and a powerful shock wave hit Wen Heng and Wen Bao.Wen Heng opened his eyes fearlessly, he stood in front of Wen Bao, and let the shock wave hit him.

After the first round of shock waves passed, Wen Heng wiped off the cold icicles on his face.His face finally sank, and he and Xing Zhengtian met each other's eyes, and their momentum was not bad at all.

"Small man Xiu, I see that you are a man, so I will let you live. If you leave quickly, I will pretend that this has never happened." Xing Zhengtian pointed behind Wen Heng, "The bastard you are protecting is not You're so innocent in your imagination, don't look at him pretending to be cute in front of you, but he slaughtered the entire jackal clan. You must not know it."

"I know." Wen Heng smiled slightly, "I know."

"Since you know, you should know that I have to get rid of him today. Get out of the way quickly and let me take his life. I don't have so much free time to chat with you." Xing Zhengtian waved his hand, mixed with a soft palm wind With a small thunder and lightning coming.

"Wen Heng!" Wen Bao's pupils shrank. This is the unique move of the Leopard Clan. It looks light and beautiful, but the thunder and lightning inside it is the mammoth thunder and lightning that fell from the nine heavens. If it touches it lightly, it will cause hemiplegia, and if it is heavy, it will be annihilated in ashes.

"Pa—" There was a loud noise, and a pitch-black begging stick suddenly appeared in Wen Heng's hand.He breathed a long sigh of relief: "I thought we would not be able to catch up." The two long green leaves on the begging stick were still clapping and clapping, and when it returned to Wen Heng's hand again, the begging stick was extremely happy.

"Now I feel safe." Wen Heng has never felt that his begging stick is so important. To be honest, during the time without the begging stick, he felt that he couldn't find the correct posture when walking.

Tan Tianxiao was really unlucky, he originally thought that if Wen Heng was detained, the giant tree would belong to him.Unexpectedly, Wen Heng was dragged away, but the giant tree of the Dingtian Heaven was so heavy that it couldn't be dragged away at all.So the begging stick has been poking alone in the room of the restaurant that Wen Heng had booked at the beginning.

Wen Heng felt that he and the begging stick were inseparable. When he asked Tan Tianxiao for a begging stick before, he seemed to feel that the begging stick was always within reach.It's just that he has never tried to take a stick from a distance. If it wasn't for Xing Zhengtian's seemingly light but thunderous palm that made Wen Heng feel extremely dangerous, he probably wouldn't have discovered that he still has this skill.

Xing Zhengtian didn't expect that Wen Heng could use a stick to defuse his moves. He frowned and looked Wen Heng up and down: "It's strange..." Finally, his eyes fell on the begging stick. The two leaves on the begging stick seemed to be Feeling Xing Zhengtian's sizing up, he was curling up and twisting, as if he was still shy.

"Wen Heng..." Wen Bao wanted to continue talking about his theory, but Wen Heng hit Wen Bao's long, strong legs with a stick without saying a word, and only heard two crisp fractures .Wen Bao fell to the ground in pain and wailed: "Oh——"

Wen Heng's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he was sticking out a begging stick: "I wanted to beat you just now, but I didn't have a tool in my hand. I usually teach you to destroy your own ambition and make others prestige like this."

Wen Bao had blood and tears on his face, and he complained: "You didn't teach anything! You clearly only took me to beg for food!" Wen Heng scratched his cheek: ...Yes, it seems that he really didn't teach Wen Bao these things, but now he does. fine.The little guilt in Wen Heng's heart flew away like a bird.

"It's okay, it's the same now." Wen Heng bent down, picked up Wen Bao, who was still rolling on the ice, and sent him to the passageway above the Shura field, letting him lie down with Tan Tianxiao and the others.His speed was extremely fast, like a black spiritual light leaping quickly, and only then did Xing Zhengtian start to face up to the enemy that appeared halfway.

Wen Bao's legs were in severe pain, and he had tears in his eyes: "Wen Heng, you are not his opponent, let him kill me. Gouzi and the others are still waiting for you, you can't die here." Wen Heng He stretched out his hand and flicked Wen Bao's forehead again, and another big bump grew on Wen Bao's forehead: "You dare not listen to Master's words, and this account will be settled later. You are also my disciple, Gouzi and the others also I'm waiting for you, don't say dejected words."

Wen Heng didn't talk to Wen Bao too much, if he had anything to say, he would wait for Xing Zhengtian to settle it.But having said that, he himself has no idea, Xing Zhengtian looks really strong.

"Go out and fight" Wen Heng rushed to Xing Zhengtian, pointing to the huge hole he made.Yuncheng is underground, if there is a real fight, it might collapse.

Xing Zhengtian obviously thought of this too, he and Wen Heng rushed into the broken passage two by one, and then followed the passage to the ground above Yuncheng.The top of Yuncheng is covered with snow and ice, and when you look up, you can see an endless ice layer.

Wen Heng looked around, he only felt that this place looked familiar.Think about it carefully, isn't this the place where Wenbao died in the early warning? The lonely leopard vomited blood, fell down in the broken ice and snow and could no longer move...

"You will regret it." After Xing Zhengtian said this, a huge crimson ax appeared in his hand. He was tall and tall, and he swung the ax like a god of death.With such a physique coupled with such a powerful weapon, even a cultivator with the same level of cultivation as Xing Zhengtian would have to be afraid.

Wen Heng only clenched the giant tripod tree.Amidst the whistling sound of ice and snow, Wen Heng and Xing Zhengtian began to confront each other head-on.The huge cracking sound on the ice field spread thousands of miles away!

The more Xing Zhengtian fights, the more frightened he is, he doesn't know that there is such a character in Yuling Realm, who can fight him evenly!Even in the Yuanling Realm, few people can catch his sky-splitting ax head-on, but the person in front of him, who only has a foundation-building practice, can block it with a pitch-black stick.

How did Xing Zhengtian know Wen Heng's suffering, when the sky-splitting ax fell on the begging stick, Wen Heng felt that several of his tree trunks were broken.If it were a tree, it must be shaking and dropping its leaves.But he can't show timidity, just like Gouzi said, fighting is actually based on momentum, if the momentum is weak, the fight will not be won!

Even if it hurts like a dog, Master Master can only face it with a strong face!

The burst of spiritual energy above Yuncheng attracted many people to watch, including Zhang Chuchen, a monk of the Zhang family who had not yet left, and Qing Yazi, the elder of Xiaoyaozong.These two people watched from a distance with their spiritual senses. Although they hadn't exchanged anything, they both showed the same confusion in their eyes—who is this?

The ground vibration spread to the deep underground, Wen Bao supported his body and leaned against the passage.Tan Tianxiao and Ge Huaijin were lying beside him. Judging from the extent of their injuries, these two were several times worse than him.

Wen Bao leaned against the cold wall, but his thoughts gradually flew to the bright Yuanling Realm. The smell of blood around him was no match for the fragrance of orange blossoms.The battle outside was still going on, but Wen Bao was so warm that he wanted to fall asleep.

"Leopard... Leopard..." Whose voice echoed in his ears Wen Bao couldn't tell who it was, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"Leopard! Leopard! Why are you climbing on the orange tree again? I told you that the production of oranges like you will be reduced!" The pretty girl in the green dress under the tree had her black and thick hair tied up on both sides of her head. There are two round buns with a small flower branch with white orange flowers and green leaves on it.

Her eyes were dark and energetic, and a few strands of hair stuck to her reddish cheeks.She stood at the bottom of the tree, raised her head and said coquettishly: "Come down quickly, Lord Demon God will blame you when the production is reduced." Her tone was brisk, just like the other Yu clan's brisk tone, which made people not feel annoyed at all.

"En." The leopard responded, and slid down from the orange tree. He landed beside the girl quietly, "Xiaoyu, let's go, let's go home." Xiaoyu responded: "Okay, let's go go home."

One person and one leopard walked in the orange grove full of orange blossoms, and walked slowly towards the mountainside.In the shade of orange trees, there is an exquisite small bamboo building looming on the mountainside.

"Go home..." Wen Bao exhaled, it's good that Xiaoyu came to pick him up.Xiaoyu is so warm...

The huge magnet fell from the top of the passage due to the fighting above the ice layer, and soon blocked the passage where Wen Bao and the others were located.After a while, the Shura field, which had lost its support in the lower half, collapsed like building blocks.

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Tan Tianxiao is also really unlucky, Fudofang has been the leader in Yuncheng for hundreds of years, and he was honored as 'Tan Zhenzhen' even if he could walk sideways.He could have been talking and laughing happily in Fudofang, pointing out Jiang Shan, and every day when he was lying down, a lot of spirit stones would be delivered to his pocket.

Yuncheng's geographical location is remote, even if it is a great power in Yulingjie and Yuanlingjie, they will give him a little bit of trouble when they arrive on his territory.He always felt that Yuncheng was his country, and it would not change hands...how did he know... Fudofang lost the auction room below, and not long after, even the Shura field above fell down.

The immobile workshop, which is as immovable as a mountain, has become a pile of ruins.Those who hear it are sad and those who see it cry...

In the ruins, buried Tan Tianxiao, his good friend and Wen Bao who fell asleep because he was too tired.The monks really have no sympathy at all, and no one is willing to come over to help dig out these three people.

The ruins moved suddenly, and a disheveled man climbed out of the magnet.As soon as the man climbed out, he yelled: "[Beep——]" [Because the scolding was so ugly, the stupid author automatically blocked it for everyone. 】

The person who crawled out turned out to be Lingxi, who had blood all over his head and face.He sat down on a slightly flat magnet and spit out a mouthful of blood foam, then lifted the dirty corner of his clothes and wiped his mouth: "Hey, what a fucking bad luck! Bad luck!"

After hundreds of years of hard work and returning to before liberation, Lingxi felt that he really wanted to tug on Tiandao by the collar and ask him why he treated him like this.There were rustling tiny magnets falling from above, Lingxi looked up at the sky and cursed angrily: "What kind of crazy, hit me anyway! If you beat me any further, Yuncheng will collapse!"

Just as he was talking, a branch fell from the top of his head and fell in front of Lingxi. Lingxi looked around and saw dozens of branches with slender leaves scattered around.As soon as the branch fell, Lingxi felt a trace of simplicity and majesty. Could this branch be some spiritual treasure?

Lingxi picked up the branch and took a closer look, then was taken aback—isn't this Wen Heng's grandson's begging stick!Could it be that Wen Heng is fighting at the top!

Before that, Lingxi felt strange why he could only feel a strong breath from above.At first, he thought that some out-of-body monk was going crazy, and he just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, but now he looked at the hole above his head and swallowed hard.Finally he made up his mind and flew up the cave.

When Lingxi climbed up from the cave, Wen Heng had already fought Xing Zhengtian for three full days and three nights.Several kilometers above the ice sheet were strewn with broken tree branches.It looks like a huge tree has been blasted, but there is no such tree on the ice sheet.

Lingxi's spiritual sense swept away and found that dozens of spiritual senses were watching here, he sneered, this group of people are all watching the fun and it's not a big deal.

At the core of the monks watching, two figures came together, one of them was tall and holding a huge ax in his hand.Wherever the giant ax passed, there was a burst of thunder, and when it fell to the ground, the ice layer on the ground cracked and trembled.It turned out that the vibration in Yuncheng was all because of this giant axe.

The other person held a thin begging stick in his hand, um...Compared to the mighty giant axe, the begging stick is really poor and pitiful.Several ax marks appeared on the begging stick, and countless ax attacks were blocked at a glance.

The person holding the huge ax was Xing Zhengtian, and his golden eyes were bloodshot. He originally wanted to make a quick decision, but he didn't expect that this person from the Foundation Establishment Stage could entangle him until now!

However, Wen Heng's situation is not very good, he is clearly at a disadvantage.As long as the ax hits the begging stick, one or two branches will suddenly appear on the ice field.Wen Heng's whole body was in severe pain, and he really couldn't hold it anymore.

"..." Lingxi's figure was like a gray ghost, and he immediately joined the battle.Lingxi, who didn't have a weapon at hand, condensed ice and snow into an ice sword in desperation.Under the aura, this ice sword is much stronger than mortal weapons.

It's just that such a powerful ice sword shattered instantly when it encountered the giant axe. Xing Zhengtian's strength was too strong, and Lingxi was too reluctant to match him.However, his arrival somewhat relieved Wen Heng's pressure.When Wen Heng found out that it was Lingxi, he was almost speechless, holding a stick in his hand, but his eyeballs were stained with blood.

"Hold on." Lingxi comforted Wen Heng. "Here comes another one who is not afraid of death..." Xing Zhengtian fought for three days. Although he was exhausted, he was more than enough to deal with a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"For a leopard, is it worth it?" Xing Zhengtian didn't expect the battle to be so stalemate, even if he wanted to withdraw now, the surrounding conditions would not allow him to withdraw.With so many eyes staring at him, if he withdraws, what face will he have in the future?

"It's worth it." Wen Heng gave an affirmative answer.Even if the leopard is an existence despised by others, it is also a precious disciple to him.Even if he died in battle, he would not allow others to kill his disciples.

The fierce battle is still going on, and this is a battle where the disparity can be seen at a glance.A foundation-building Wen Heng and a Lingxi in the middle stage of Nascent Soul who have been relying on Lingbao to persist until now, against Da Neng who is out of the body... No matter how powerful these two people are in combat, they are still not Xing Zhengtian's opponents.

The world of self-cultivation is so cruel, and the difference in levels is like an abyss.Don't imagine that there will be someone who can leapfrog to challenge the strong, those are all conjectures from the story, the strong who can be challenged by leapfrogging, either his cultivation base is obtained by injecting water and drugs, or the challenger himself has enough strength.

Lingxi's Frostbolt was shattered and then reassembled, reassembled and then shattered. Tan Tianxiao and the others took away his spiritual treasures and elixirs.Wen Heng wasn't much better either, fine frost had condensed on his body and the begging stick.

There were many scars on Xing Zhengtian's body, and the originally golden giant ax also began to fade away. If the battle continued, it would be extremely detrimental to him.

This battle was brutal, and the day after Lingxi arrived, Wen Heng couldn't hold on anymore.His movements were already sluggish, and he could no longer avoid Xing Zhengtian's ax flexibly.Xing Zhengtian roared angrily, and finally hit Wen Heng's back with an axe.

With a muffled grunt, Wen Heng was hit by the huge impact on the iceberg a thousand meters away, and he lay quietly on the ground and could no longer move.After Wen Heng fell, Lingxi was kicked a thousand meters away by Xing Zhengtian.This time, Lingxi also failed to kill him.

The battle... was over, Xing Zhengtian staggered and almost fell to his knees on the snow.He coughed up a mouthful of blood and rested for a while.He didn't expect that Renxiu, who came out halfway, wasted such a long time.

Xing Zhengtian walked towards Wen Heng step by step, he must kill Wen Heng to save his lost face!It is best to chop off his head with an ax and hang it on the giant tree at the entrance of the Leopard Village.

The black begging stick was firmly held by Wen Heng, and he looked sideways at the stick.His mind is still clear, but he has no way to control his body. This is probably due to exhaustion. He heard Xing Zhengtian's footsteps behind him. His life should come to an end today.

It's a pity that he still has a lot of things to do.He hasn't seen Gouzi A Rou and the others become independent monks, he hasn't seen Shao Ning become a master of a generation, he hasn't seen the day when he founded his sect, and he hasn't been able to wait for Lian Wushang to come back.

"Pushing——" There was a small sound coming from far and near, and a small fluctuation of spiritual energy came. Wen Heng saw a white jade bird stop cutting through the wind and snow, and landed on his begging stick.

After the little bird stopped, it combed its feathers, tilted its head slightly, and looked at Wen Heng with two small mung bean eyes, then chirped twice, as if to tell Wen Heng again—I brought you a letter, Get up and read the letter.

But...can't get up...Wen Heng thought regretfully, he couldn't move.How could the white jade bird understand Wen Heng's mind, it chirped twice, then jumped towards Wen Heng's finger.Wen Heng couldn't help but wryly smiled, he really couldn't move, not even a finger.

"The puppet bird of Sangzi Island, you actually know the demon cultivator of Sangzi Island." Xing Zhengtian also saw this little bird, and he sneered: "No one can save you now."

The puppet bird chirped and rubbed against Wen Heng's finger, and impatiently lowered its head to peck at Wen Heng's finger.This is the reminder letter function of the puppet bird. The little bird's beak pecked delicately on Wen Heng's finger. Wen Heng felt numb, as if he was about to lose consciousness.

"Die!" Xing Zhengtian raised his ax again, this time no one will stop him!

Suddenly the elegant fragrance of lotus floated in the air. At the same time, Xing Zhengtian found himself unable to move. At the same time, he felt that the ax in his hand was a little strange. .He looked up at the axe, and saw a thin layer of silk and thin lines covering the axe with a light blue aura, Xing Zhengtian's hands numb, and the axe flew into the sky!

Xing Zhengtian's pupils shrank, and just as he was about to say something, his body flew away uncontrollably.

"Well—" Xing Zhengtian wanted to say something, but he couldn't control himself at all, his eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness.The onlookers only felt a chill in their consciousness, and before they could even see what happened, they cut off contact with their consciousness.

When Wen Heng heard a sigh, the hairs all over his body exploded, joy filled every cell in an instant.He heard Lian Wushang's voice resounding beside him, Lian Wushang's tone was as calm as ever, but Wen Heng heard deep worry: "I haven't been away for long, why did you make yourself like this?"

Wen Heng felt his gaze was turned, and Lian Wushang's beautiful face appeared in his sight.

No War, No War, No War, No War! !Wen Heng shouted in his heart, he blinked at Lian Wushang, he couldn't move his whole body, only his eyelids could move, Wen Heng almost blinked his eyelids over in order to express his longing.

Lian Wushang frowned: "The eyes... are cramped." Wen Heng: ...

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On the Qinghong ship, Wen Heng was tightly wrapped up with only two eyes exposed, and beside him was a begging stick, with two leaves on the begging stick withered.Lingxi was sitting next to him, he could still walk, much better than Wen Heng.Lingxi did not know where to turn out a small abacus, and he was crackling about it, and he saw that this guy was feeling sorry for the money he had lost.

Lian Wushang flashed out from the void, and Lingxi went up to meet him: "How about Lao Wen's situation?" Lian Wushang shook his head: "It's not very good..."

Wen Heng had complete trust in Lian Wushang, so Lian Wushang set up the barrier and released the giant tree of the tripod sky.Lian Wushang was dumbfounded as soon as he entered the barrier where the Cauldron Heaven giant tree was located—he had never seen such a tragic tree.

Not a single branch was good. The giant tree that had already had buds was scattered, and the whole tree was shaved and the leaves were scattered.How painful it must be!Seeing such a scene, Lian Wushang felt distressed and angry, he looked at the dying Wen Heng on the bed and didn't know what expression to use to face him.

Wen Heng was so weak that the branches scattered on the ice field could return to his branches, but he didn't even have the strength to take them back.

Lian Wushang shook his sleeves and went out, Lingxi followed behind him and shouted anxiously: "Mr. Lian, where are you going?" Lian Wushang didn't say a word, but Lingxi could feel that Lian Wushang was about to burst out anger.

"It's over, it's over, Lao Lian is so angry that she is blue, hey, Lao Wen! Don't sleep!! Your man's expression is wrong!!" Lingxi tugged at Wen Heng's collar and shook it, but Wen Heng didn't react at all. No, he was discouraged: "Oh, I don't have the mood to care about you, my... Snow Wave Robe..."

Wen Bao was awakened by a hard slap in the dream, and he opened his eyes dimly: "Black Heart Lotus" Lian Wushang grabbed Wen Bao and flew to the ice field. Drop: "Pick up all these branches."

Wen Bao was like a puddle of mud: "How do you want to torment me? I have a bad life right now. Take it if you want." Lian Wushang lowered her eyes and said in a cold voice: "Your life is Wen Heng's life!" In exchange, his life is now hanging by a thread, you can figure it out."

Wen Bao was taken aback for a moment, and he touched his broken leg, feeling dazed and unable to recover.

Lian Wushang glanced at Wen Bao, and left in a blink of an eye, leaving only Wen Bao dragging his two broken legs on the ice field in a daze.Wen Bao lowered his head, and all he could see were black branches frozen on the ice field, and the emerald green leaves on the branches drooped.Broken flower buds were still sandwiched between the leaves... All the wreckage on the ground told Wen Bao the brutality of the battle.

"This branch looks like a treasure." A monk's voice came, "It is said that the monk who fought with the elder of the Leopard clan used such a branch." "Pick up some..."

Wen Bao's heart felt as if a bucket of oil had been poured on it, and he bared his sharp teeth: "I'll see who dares to pick it up!"

Wen Heng was drowsy, he opened his eyes dimly and saw Lian Wushang sitting beside his bed, he opened his mouth and said hoarsely: "Wushang..." Lian Wushang answered with lowered eyes.Wen Heng happily said: "Why didn't you tell me when it came?" He opened his mouth like a broken gong.

Lian Wushang frowned: "I've only been away for a few days, and you made yourself like this. If I come a little later, you will be a god!" Lian Wushang's tone was never slow, his voice sounded like Cold and clear, Wen Heng heard it as if he had encountered a pot of red fire in winter, his whole heart melted.

"Don't be angry, I'm fine. Why did you come here, you've suffered." Wen Heng wanted to reach out to hold Lian Wushang's hand, but when he moved, he found that...except for his face, his body couldn't move.

"Yo, some people can't move themselves, but still care about others." Lingxi stood behind Lian Wushang coldly, shaking his head, "Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't see that."

"Lingxi, thank you very much." If Lingxi hadn't fought with him for a whole day at the last moment, he would not have survived Lian Wushang's arrival.Doubt also came from this, Wen Heng looked at Lian Wushang: "Where is Xing Zhengtian?"

Xing Zhengtian is so powerful, and Lian Wushang is so thin, how can he be his opponent? I have to say, Wen Heng's reflex arc is too long, and he has only now thought of this problem.Lian Wushang didn't want to answer this question, he turned his head to look at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window, um, the sea of ​​clouds has a nice view.

Wen Heng cautiously flattered him and said: "Wushang, don't be angry." Lian Wushang said with a straight face, "I'm not angry." Seeing that the situation was not going well, Lingxi quickly slipped away, it seemed that the two little mandarin ducks were about to whisper, he How can you be so blind

As soon as Lingxi went out, there were only Wen Heng who couldn't move and Lian Wushang who looked indifferent in the room. Although Wen Heng couldn't move his body, he could speak with his mouth.He was wronged and pitiful: "Wushang, I can't feel my body anymore."

Lian Wushang turned his head, the cinnabar mole between his brows turned red to the tip of Wen Heng's heart, he sighed, "You deserve it." Wen Heng has a thick skin, he chuckled, "I almost thought I'd never see you again. Lian Wushang clenched his fists: "Who do you think you are? He Xing Zhengtian is the patriarch of the Leopard Clan. He has grown out of his body. Even monks who can fight him in Yuanling Realm are rare. You are amazing, aren't you?" I feel so powerful”

"No, no, no, no, how dare I. If he hadn't insisted on killing Wen Bao in front of me, with my temperament, I wouldn't dare to confront him head-on." Wen Heng hurriedly begged for mercy, "The leopard is mine. Disciple, I can't help but die."

What else did Lian Wushang want to teach, Wen Heng looked at Lian Wushang with burning eyes: "I miss you so much, why didn't you reply me a single letter when you went back to Qinglianzhou?" He wrote countless letters to Lian Wushang, Bai Yu The little bird was almost exhausted, and Lian Wushang didn't even reply to a single letter.

Lian Wushang didn't know how to return to Wenheng. After he returned to Qinglianzhou to plant Qinglian, Feng Jun sent his baby Junqing to him to take with him. Lian Wushang looked at Junqing who was still an egg. I don't know what to do.Wen Heng was persistent, and a letter came every few days, written like a ghostly talisman, many of which Lian Wushang didn't know what he said.He wanted to reply to Wen Heng's letter, but what could he say?

"..." Lian Wushang shook his head helplessly and changed the subject, "You will suffer if you are so reckless in the future." Wen Heng smiled: "Well, I will definitely not be so reckless next time." Successfully passed the test!Master silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

"Wushang, Wushang, hug me." Wen Heng shamelessly made the request, but Lian Wushang couldn't resist, so he bent down...

Lingxi closed the door with tears on his face, he couldn't stand it any longer, this really wasn't an abused dog, he was the abused single dog, tons of dog food was slapped on his face, poor Lingxi wished to close his five senses.

The wind in the sea of ​​clouds was extremely cold, Lingxi stood in the corridor and felt chilled.Of course, it was not only Lingxi who was chilly now, but also Wen Bao and the others.

On the ice field below Qinghong Ship, Wen Bao, who had a broken leg, was still persistently picking up the broken branches all over the place. He even picked up the broken leaves carefully and put them away.The range of Daomu blasted was too wide, even though Wen Bao had spiritual protection, he still picked it up for a long time.

Not all the Taoist trees were picked up, but some monks were surprisingly fast.The leopard searched for a long time on the ice sheet and in the caves, and finally packed five storage bags of Daomu.He looked up into the sky, above the leaden gray clouds, where Qingdi's Qinghong ship was parked.

The leopard took a deep breath, and he flew to the sky.When the leopard went up, it happened to meet Lingxi standing in the corridor like a fossil.Seeing Wen Bao come up, Lingxi was stunned for a moment and then quickly came back to his senses: "You are old Wen's apprentice, your master is inside." Leopard nodded politely at Lingxi: "Thank you."

After Wen Bao entered the door, Lingxi circled the corridor a few times, and finally jumped off the Qinghong ship - he was going to search, there must be something good in Fudofang that he couldn't take away, right? , he just loves his Xuelang robe and the spirit stones he saved so hard.He really hates Tan Tianxiao so much, it's best not to let him see this grandson again, otherwise he must look good!

Lingxi went to dig through the trash, while Wen Bao walked into Qinghong Ship.Qingdi still had a cold expression, Wen Bao and Qingdi glanced at each other for a few moments, and then looked away.Wen Bao looked behind Lian Wushang, only to see Wen Heng lying upright.

"Teacher, you're here. Wushang, will you help me up?" Wen Bao even acted coquettishly, and Wen Bao trembled. He suddenly understood that the cultivator outside the flying boat would rather be frozen like a dirt dog than come into the cabin feeling.

Lian Wushang leaned half of Wen Heng's body on the brocade quilt, and Wen Bao knelt down in front of the bed with a numb expression: "Master." He didn't know what to say to Wen Heng, his life was changed by Wen Heng. Come, but, this is not what he wants.

"Why are you kneeling down? Stand up quickly." Wen Heng was still in the mood to joke with Wen Bao, "What's the matter? Tell Master if you're unhappy." If Wen Heng couldn't move now, his tone would be really It's the same as usual.

Wen Bao didn't listen to Wen Heng and stood up, instead he lowered his head and clenched his fists: "You shouldn't have come here for me, and I don't deserve you to do this for me." Wen Heng chuckled: "What's wrong with you?" , I didn't say anything to you."

Wen Bao's voice was hoarse: "Master, Xing Zhengtian is right to call me a bastard. I am indeed a bastard who shouldn't live in this world." Wen Bao didn't want to tear open a bloody wound in front of others. Desperate to escape and want to live, but just want to find a place to shelter.Now that someone is willing to sacrifice their lives for him, he is afraid instead.

Wen Bao's mood was very complicated. He hoped to receive the love and care of his relatives like other monster races, but when it was his turn, he was like a frightened little animal and just wanted to escape.

"My mother was originally the best girl of the leopard clan. One day she went out but was raped by other monsters, and then I was born. They said that my father was a wandering wild leopard who was expelled from the leopard clan I've never seen him... and my mother should have a bright future, a husband who loves him and a lovely child, but all of this is ruined because of me."

Wen Bao has never said this to outsiders. When he told this, his eyes were empty and his expression was numb. He had already given up.He felt that he was a liar, if Wen Heng knew his background earlier, maybe he wouldn't have come to Yuncheng for him and hurt himself all over.

The author has something to say: Leopard's history of blood and tears is coming soon.Today, our old Wen Chongguan became an apprentice in anger, and Lao Lian became Lao Ji in anger, um...Lao Lian's explosive power is quite strong.