low-key warlock

A black Toyota Crown sedan was speeding on the road at high speed, the light beams of the headlights tore through the fading night, and the roar echoed the vision of heaven and earth that seemed to be sinking on the other side of the distant mountains.

"Damn it, hurry up!" The smoke pot in Gong Hu's hand slammed on the glass of the car door.

"Master, this is 180 miles..." Xu Wanfa couldn't laugh or cry, but his spirit was extremely tense-under such road conditions, speeding up to such a high speed, non-professional racing drivers, anyone would have to sweat, After all, a careless accident may lead to a tragic end in a car crash.

Sitting in the back row wearing sunglasses, Tie Guaxian had a calm and indifferent expression.

Suddenly, Gong Hu, who was sitting in the co-pilot position and had always been extremely excited and his eyes were shining, became depressed and regretted for the rest of his life. He stuffed tobacco leaves into the cigarette pot and muttered: "Damn it, why don't you drive like this?" What are you going to do, do you want to die? It's okay, don't worry... Damn, the day lily is already cold, alas."

Xu Wanfa breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down slowly, but his heart became more and more confused.

With his cultivation in the middle stage of Qi Consolidation, of course, he didn't know that the fierce fighting duel that was only a few kilometers away had already come to an end after just a few minutes of eruption.

At this time, Cheng Xiazi, who had always been calm and silent, suddenly said, "Speed ​​up and meet Wang Qimin."

"This..." Xu Wanfa, who had just slowed down to a speed of [-] kilometers per hour, was a little stunned for a moment, with an aggrieved and helpless expression. Who should he listen to?

Gong Hu reacted very quickly, frowned and said, "Quick!"

Xu Wanfa stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car roared and rushed into the distance.

In less than 2 minutes, Wang Qimin and Wang Xuan appeared on the west side of the road walking quickly along the side of the road under the illumination of the lights from a distance.Xu Wanfa drove over, quickly turned around and stopped in front of Wang Qimin and Wang Xuan's father and daughter, with the window open, Gong Hu poked his head and shouted: "Old Wang, get in the car!"

Wang Qimin and Wang Xuan walked quickly and got into the car.

The black Toyota Crown sedan started quickly, and then the speed increased to more than 150 kilometers per hour—they wanted to stay away from this place as soon as possible.

God, it's bright.

A gray shadow that seems to exist or not is over the mountains and ridges, and it is swift and unparalleled like the wind.

The old beggar, dressed in sloppy clothes and unkempt, stood on a boulder protruding at the foot of the mountain, watching Su Chunfeng calmly bent down to pick up the piece of bracelet that was broken on the ground—it was Su, the top white-clothed head-down master in Malaysia. The magic weapon held by Li Gu, which was destroyed in the previous fighting method, is made of demon bone.

In the morning, when everything is in full swing.

The vision of heaven and earth caused by the fierce fighting was quickly swallowed by the vibrant nature, and quickly wiped out all the damage caused by the magic to the five-element magnetic field of nature within a few kilometers.

Of course, the aura and traces left by master fighting techniques cannot be erased in a short period of time.

The breath is very strong.

However, apart from the yin, evil and poisonous aura of the head lowering technique, the others are the majestic and majestic atmosphere of the Zhongtian secret technique, which belongs to heaven, earth and nature!

The old beggar slightly closed his eyes, feeling carefully.

After picking up the piece of bracelet, Su Chunfeng straightened up, looked at the old beggar, and said, "You are here."

The old beggar opened his eyes and looked at Su Chunfeng. He was silent for a few seconds before he opened his mouth and said, "You can't do it yourself. The warlock who helped you is walking so fast. Is he in a hurry? Or...worried about it?" What was discovered by the other warlocks who arrived? That's why they used the power of thunder to kill people, and then quickly left the scene."

"Are you confused?" Su Chunfeng looked at the old beggar, this worldly fairy.

"All ears..." The old beggar smiled lightly.

Su Chunfeng walked unhurriedly to the side of a big tree that had been growing obliquely and had completely collapsed in the previous strong wind, sat on the thick and thin trunk, lit a cigarette, and did not even look at the old tree. The beggar said as if talking to himself: "According to my personality, I don't like to explain some obvious things to others, because people who need to be explained since they are obvious, either don't intend to reason, Either you are a stupid person, and explanations are useless. However, facing a worldly immortal like you who transcends ordinary people, I seem to have no choice, because not only is your fist not as big as yours, but you don't seem to intend to reason with me. "

The old beggar smiled without showing any signs of anger.

"Fighting skills, especially life-and-death fighting skills, there is nothing to talk about, let alone give the opponent the opportunity to display many unique moves. Don't you understand such a simple truth?" Su Chunfeng took a deep puff of cigarette and exhaled. Breathing the smoke, he continued: "My purpose is to kill them for revenge. My character doesn't like to babble and talk nonsense before killing people. This is not acting in a movie. I don't have to cater to anyone."

The old beggar nodded.

"So just kill, and you have to count the time to kill? Tell me, is your question stupid? Of course, with your ability, I don't need to hide anything." Su Chunfeng shook his head with a smile, and said: "That's right, it was my master who made the move this time, that mysterious person who has been under investigation by many people in the Qimen rivers and lakes for a long time, but still can't be found. His personality and preferences are different from yours. He doesn't like to show his face, and he doesn't like to be exposed I know him well, and he doesn't like to help me. He never even intended to recognize me as an apprentice. I also feel wronged and innocent about this. , all performed well, and could even say that I am excellent, but I was not recognized by Master. Fortunately, he was willing to help me this time... I also wasted a chance because of this. A chance to save lives in the future."

"How many times does this happen?" the old beggar suddenly asked.

"I won't tell you." Su Chunfeng smiled and said: "He knows you, but he doesn't want to see you. I think he looks down on you and doesn't bother to meet you? In fact, I proposed to him to use it again today. , asked him to do something for me, but he didn't agree."

"what's up?"

"I beg him to kill you!"

The old beggar still looked lifeless, just like all real masters, he didn't care at all about the arrogant and cruel words of an ordinary person who couldn't bring him any real threat at all. Ruthless words, if you care about them, will actually lower your own status.

So the old beggar didn't say anything, and looked calm and calm.

Su Chunfeng didn't feel the powerless frustration of hitting a cotton bag with his fist. He still smiled lightly and said, "Although he didn't agree to help me, I'm confident that I can kill you. It's just that I paid a higher price..."

"Your mentality seems to be a guilty conscience. What are you afraid of?" The old beggar was finally moved.

"Afraid?" Su Chunfeng chuckled, flicked out the remaining half of the cigarette butt, looked at the old beggar contemptuously, and said, "You know, I know very well that this incident was caused by you as a fairy in the world." Great supernatural powers, wonderfully contributed to my friend being killed by the head-down master... You also know that my mind is quite clever, and I can guess what your purpose is. That's why you feel guilty or afraid , so the thief shouted and questioned me like this, are you planning to take me into the army first?" Su Chunfeng narrowed his eyes, revealing a rare murderous intent, and said with a sneer: "You are a thief who is old and not dead, you old and immortal thing Don't play with me. I, Su Chunfeng, have been rumored to be the inheritor of tricks in Jianghu, but I have never refuted and explained anything, because I disdain it! But what about you? You have the appearance of a fairy, but you use it like this Despicable way to try to prove what, you say, you deserve to die?"

far away.

Zong Xiange, who was walking down the road slowly, showed a surprised expression. This Qingluan sect master, who is recognized as the number one in the world in today's Qimen rivers and lakes, rarely smiled after being shocked by something, and said to his follower The son Zongmeng beside him said, "Guess what Su Chunfeng said to Mr. Hu just now?"

Zongmeng frowned, but didn't answer.

"He said that Mr. Hu is stupid, damn it, and he said that he is confident that he can kill Mr. Hu... It's just that he paid a higher price." Zong Xiange said with emotion as he walked: "It's really talented people from generation to generation, and newborn calves are not afraid Tiger."

"It rhymes, but not rigorously." Zongmeng said coldly.

"Su Chunfeng's disposition has always been like this?"

Zongmeng was silent for a while, and said: "If Mr. Hu is really behind the scenes and Su Chunfeng knows about this matter, then Su Chunfeng can do anything."

"What's his bottom line?"

"It is not allowed to hurt the people he cares about."

"He's afraid?"

"Yes, I am afraid that relatives and friends will be hurt because of him."

"Oh."

After getting the news from the capital, Zongmeng immediately decided to go north to help search for the three Thai heads-down masters. It was not for the righteousness of the world, but because the matter involved Su Chunfeng, and he regarded Su Chunfeng as a friend. —— Zong Meng has very few friends, so he cares about it, and he will go through fire and water without hesitation.

It's just that Zongmeng didn't expect that his father, who always seemed to be quite indifferent to Jianghu affairs because of the small mountains and mountains, decided to come with him this time.

Zong Xiange said at the time: "This is righteousness. The Qimen Jianghu has prospered and will go to the world, so if the three Thai head masters are allowed to escape this time, then the news will soon spread throughout the world of magic arts. By then Qimen Rivers and Lakes going to the world will have to go through more fights and pay a greater price...and if we can succeed in this battle, it will surely shock the young people in the world of magic arts and avoid paying a lot of price in the future."

"What if they were allowed to flee back to Thailand?"

"Asher guesses that he will ask for more blessings. I will personally go to Thailand to seek some so-called morals and so-called fairness."

"For yourself? Or for righteousness?"

"You have to remember that the righteousness of the world is actually selfish in nature, so it is for oneself." Zong Xiange sighed softly, and said: "Between countries, between sects and sects, Between individuals... There is a folk saying, it is called to help relatives but not to help, and it is like this."

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