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The woman who was three points similar to Nalan Dieyi was stuck on Xiao Wendao's chest, looking up at Xiao Wendao's face.

"Husband..." Miss Mu'er shouted again.

That Hu Huaniang looked at Mr. Teng behind Xiao Wendao, her eyes filled with tears, and she immediately lay down in Mr. Teng's arms.

Mr. Fuji ran his fingertips through her hair and said, "I've waited so long, I'm sorry for you."

Miss Mu'er looked at the two couples, their sweet and affectionate appearance, with beautiful eyes.

"Hey, he is my husband." Miss Mu'er looked at the woman in Xiao Wen's arms.

Xiao Wen raised the corner of his mouth and said, "If you don't let go of my purse, I won't let go of your waist."

At this moment, a group of people saw that the woman was holding Xiao Wendao's money bag, and there was still half a coin in the money bag.

And that half of the money was the only thing Nalan Dieyi took out.

The woman's face was embarrassing, just when she was about to struggle, twenty or thirty young Taoists surrounded the three of them.

The man in the lead looked at Xiao Wendao's bloody clothes, and couldn't help but shudder in his heart, but thinking of the person behind him, he boldly said, "She is a servant of my Tianxiang Sect, you... are you?" Who is he?"

The man spoke tremblingly, thinking about the carefully chosen words in his heart, so he felt relieved.

"My husband has nothing to do with her." Miss Mu'er said, holding Xiao Wendao's arms.

"Engong, it's not that I took your purse on purpose, and I hope that Engong will save my life." The woman said, her eyes turned red.

That lovely and pitiful appearance, even a person with a heart of stone, I still feel pity for.

"Hehe, what a trick, but unfortunately my husband doesn't like it." After Miss Mu'er finished speaking, she stared at the woman with beautiful eyes.

"Do it." The young Taoist in the lead stood up with his sword.

Xiao Wenwen glanced at the woman's expression, and there was a faint worry in her eyes, which was very similar to Nalan Dieyi.

If Nalan Dieyi encountered such a difficult situation, maybe it would be the same look.

As soon as the young Taoist in the lead took half a step, there was a mass of blood on his heart, and the entire upper body was covered in red.

Seeing Xiao Wenwen's attack, Mr. Teng and Hu Huaniang who were following behind him naturally attacked fiercely.

With only a few dozen people working for a short while, the avenue of Bingsheng City was full of bloody smell.

The woman looked at Xiao Wendao's fierce attack, her eyes glowed with fascination.Xiao asked only to push the woman away, and then went forward.

"It's good to do it for yourself." Xiao Wenwen said lightly, and then walked forward.

Unexpectedly, just as Xiao Wenwen walked half a zhang forward, the woman hugged his waist and imprisoned him.

"You girl, you are so shameless. I said...he is my husband." Miss Mu'er looked at the woman with her hips akimbo.

"I know my sister is also a kind-hearted person, why don't you ask my benefactor to help me again." The woman hugged Xiao Wendao's waist and continued: "Even if it takes my life, I am willing."

"Let go of my purse first." Xiao asked in desperation, and put the half-coin purse into the Sumeru Realm.

The woman was ashamed again, and said: "If you saved me, then save a dozen more people, so what's the matter?"

"Let's listen to it." Xiao asked, pondering.

"Tianxiang Gate was taken by a group of bandits, and all the female relatives of Tianxiang Gate were also robbed. Those female relatives are dying, and I hope that benefactor will help them." The woman said anxiously.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the woman's expression, but he couldn't pretend that he was anxious.

"Tianxiang Gate." Xiao Wen asked for a deep thought, and said, "It's just right, I need a place to break through."

Mr. Fuji took a look at Xiao Wenwen, and said, "Are you going to break the ground and become a baby?"

"En." Xiao Wen nodded lightly.

"Then hurry up, so as not to keep up with Huaniang's dinner." The little black dragon Chunchun spit out the melon seeds, without raising his eyes.

Because of the "Nalan Die Yiyi", Xiao Wenwen hated people who kidnapped women the most in his life.

He is not jealous of evil, but just jealous of the group of people who robbed women.

A group of people all went to the gate of Tianxiangmen.

I saw the original plaque of Tianxiang Gate, but it was replaced by a pair of stone plaques.On the stone plaque, the words "Tianxiangmen" are engraved.

Three characters with the same pronunciation but different characters.

As soon as he entered the Tianxiang Gate, he saw a Taoist over fifty years old, tearing a young woman. The woman's temple hair was slightly messed up, and the jade hairpin on the black hair was also on one side.

"That group of gangsters used women's sex to win over dozens of Taoists, and then they were having fun in this Tianxiangmen." The woman said.

Xiao Wenwen raised his sword and muttered, "Kill...it's all over."

The violent middle-aged Taoist just saw the gleam of spring on the woman's neck, and felt a chill in his heart.

A ray of blood dripped on the woman's chest, looking at Xiao Wen's faint eyes.

As soon as you enter the Tianxiang Pavilion, it is a scene of lively and spring fragrance.

I saw a group of Taoists hugging a beautiful woman while pushing cups and changing cups.Or a forced smile, or a low-browed expression.

A Taoist sitting on top, wearing a lavender shirt, put his hand into the skirt of the woman's skirt, kneading it with his fingertips.

"You are who I am." The man asked in a deep voice.

"Hmph, miscellaneous." Xiao Wen asked in a deep voice, and the sword was chopped down.

Seeing that a group of Taoist priests died under Xiao Wenwen's sword point, the Taoist priest sitting at the top still looked as motionless as a mountain.

He looked at Xiao Wenwen's lingering sword energy, and he watched a group of "disciples" perish on the scene.

But in his eyes, there was still no look of fear or panic.

Just when Xiao Wenwen was standing half a foot in front of him, the tip of the sword was still stained with blood.The man took out a purple-gold token with the words "Shenjun Mountain" engraved on it.

"Outer sect disciples, dare to shout like that." Mr. Fuji looked at the man and shouted.

"It's a disciple of the outer sect. I am also a member of Shenjun Xianshan, and a disciple of Daoist Yuan Zhen." The man shouted, still showing no fear.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the token of "Shenjun Mountain" held in that person's hand, and a frightened smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, I was ordered by Daoist Yuan Zhen to come to Tianxiang Gate to investigate important matters." The man looked up at Xiao and asked.

"Yuan Zhen..." Xiao asked in a deep voice.

"He is a character in Shenjun Mountain, and I have fought against him before." Mr. Fuji said, and continued: "A tie."

"Hmph, I'm not asking about his cultivation. I'm only asking about you, so Yuan Zhen is also such a lowly person." Xiao asked softly, with a murderous look hanging from the corner of his eyes.

"People who cultivate the Tao, there is no decent person. There are those who use unscrupulous means. Yuan Zhen...is just a trick." Mr. Fuji just finished speaking.

Seeing that Xiao Wenwen chopped off the man's head and dropped it to the ground, he watched the man die with regret.

"He...is my meeting gift at Shenjun Mountain." Xiao Wenwen said, and handed his head to the little black dragon Chunchun.

"Hmph, it's dirty work again." The little black dragon Chunchun said, and hung the man's head on the door plaque of Tianxiangmen.

"The remaining few people can be here." Xiao Wen asked the woman.

The woman said: "It should be in Shachi Prison."

The Shachi Prison is in the back mountain of Tianxiang Pavilion, and there is a round waterfall full of fine sand, which is at the feet of all of them.

"This is a mechanism dungeon. If you are not familiar with the deployment of the mechanism, you will be buried alive by this living sand." The woman said.

"Oh, then how did you get out." Xiao asked, glancing at the woman.

The woman listened to Xiao Wendao's words, looked at the ragged old man behind her, and said, "My grandfather is proficient in secret organ techniques."

Xiao Wenwen glanced at the old man, and from the old man's cloudy eyes, he saw a tinge of shock.

As soon as he entered, Xiao Wendao was placed in this sand pool prison.

"Is... isn't he afraid?" the woman asked.

I only heard the old man behind him say: "This Shachi Prison is just for ordinary people, but he... even heaven and earth can't trap him."

And Xiao Wenwen was in Shachi Prison, obviously he couldn't hear this "praise", his eyes were full of yellow sand.

This Shachi Prison was cleverly designed, but in Xiao Wenwen's eyes, it was nothing more than a fake.

The so-called conspiracies are nothing but the last struggle of the weak.

"Why do you have to suffer such grievances when you tell the Potian Dao Sutra. Even if you don't say it, why do you take advantage of others." Only a voice came from a dark dungeon.

Xiao Wenwen stood outside the dark prison, watching a man with his legs crossed and a fancy bamboo whip dangling in front of a woman.

The girl was born quite well, the clothes she was wearing had long since been torn into rags, but there was not a single scar on her white skin.

"Actually, there is no benefit for you and me to go on like this." The man didn't notice Xiao asked behind him, and continued: "You know that I am from Shenjun Xianshan, and the former Tianxiangmen was also a subsidiary of Shenjun Xianshan. Zongmen. In the final analysis, the Potian Dao Jing is still something from Shenjun Mountain, so why should you hide it?"

The woman looked at the man's expression, asked Xiao who was outside the prison, but couldn't figure out who he was.

If the means are more ruthless, how should she protect herself.Or go all wronged and take the opportunity to escape again.

It was just that quick glance, and she couldn't think of a few ways to escape in her mind.

"Say... or don't talk." The bamboo whip that the man was holding raised her pointed chin.

In a breath, the man's neck felt a trace of coldness, exuding a lifeless coldness.

"Is this a double-reed trick, or a bitter trick." The woman thought in her heart.

"You are also a member of Yuan Zhen's fairy scum." Xiao asked in a low voice.

There was a smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, and she knew clearly in her heart that this was a superficial "double spring strategy".

The man's teeth trembled, his jaws chattered and he said: "It is the disciple of Daojun."

As soon as the sword fell, the man's head fell to the ground again.

"Let's go." Xiao asked softly, holding the man's head in his hand.

"Hmph, you are just raccoons of the same feather," said the woman.

"If you don't leave, just wait to be buried alive." Xiao Wenwen turned around and walked out.

The quicksand in the Shachi Prison was submerged on the ground of the dungeon, and in an instant it was submerged up to her legs and knees.