The two boys were dressed like a pair of beggars, wearing linen forehead protectors that covered their eyebrows. Their cheeks were dark and bulging, and they looked a little weird when they walked, as if they were hit in the crotch by something.

Yuan Yourong and Ah Da frowned at the same time, staring at the two of them as they put down the four bowls of noodles.

"Are you beggars?" Yuan Yourong looked at the two people's white and stainless nails, which were extremely inconsistent with their attire.

"I'm not." One of the boys said vaguely.

"They are not beggars, they are my nephews from the country. They are here to help. They were sick when they were young and they are a bit ugly. Don't blame the guests!"

The store owner immediately popped his head in to explain.

Yuan Yourong nodded slightly and waved for the two of them to go down, but he still frowned, feeling that... the voice of the boy just now seemed familiar.

Soon, the two boys came out to face each other again.

Ah Da's eyes never left the two of them. At this time, his pupils shrank and he said in a low voice: "There is something wrong with these two people. There is a seventh-grade practitioner!"

It is impossible for a second-grade seventh-grade expert to be willing to be a waiter in a noodle shop!

As soon as he finished speaking, two boys suddenly smashed their bowls towards Yuan Yourong and Ah Da, and the hot noodles and soup were thrown all over the sky.

Yuan Yourong and the others immediately jumped to dodge and drew out their weapons: "Bold..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy who had just spoken suddenly flashed strangely, came in front of Ada, raised his hand and clapped his hands.

The gesture of this palm is weird, unreal and changeable, and there is even an indescribable ripple around it, which is extremely mysterious.

Ah Da was already one step slower. At this moment, it was too late to draw his sword or dodge.

When masters compete with each other, if they are one step too late, they will fall into a point of no return.

In a hurry, he almost subconsciously raised his hand and slapped him back.

Palm to palm strikes.

boom!

"Snapped!"

The wooden table next to it was shattered by the strong wind, and chopsticks, balsamic vinegar, and hot sauce were scattered everywhere.

Na Da's entire right arm was broken into a knot, and a strange force extended along his residual arm to his chest. He couldn't help but fly backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and fainted on the spot.

The power of a palm is so terrifying.

On the other hand, the little boy who slapped his hands looked plain, as if it was just a common thing to cripple a seventh-grade master.

Yuan Yourong was taken aback and shouted angrily: "Xin Zhuo, it's you!"

"Canglang——"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the body changed its position strangely, stabbing seven swords in a row. The shadow of the sword was vague, and it cut through the wind. It was mysterious and unfathomable.

Just as Ninai was about to get closer, Xin Zhuo was faster than her and waved another palm, exactly the same as before.

Yuan Yourong had seen this palm once before, but when he faced it, he still couldn't dodge or crack it.

"when!"

The long sword was knocked crooked by the wind of the palm. Yuan Yourong knew that he had lost the initiative. Just when he was about to swing the sword again, he received a solid slap on the chest. His whole body flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, and was hit hard.

The plaque of the Broken Noodle House slumped to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Not far away, another boy suddenly pulled out a sword from behind and grabbed her neck cleanly: "Don't move!"

This scene happened very quickly. The other eighth-level warriors of the Yuan family who were searching the town heard the noise and ran over quickly. When they got closer, they were still too slow and couldn't help but look at each other at a loss.

"If you don't want them to die, just put down your weapons."

The sword-wielding boy scolded and watched the Yuan family warriors obediently submit. Then he spat out the two pigeon eggs in his mouth and took out the cotton wool from his crotch. It was Murong Xiu who grinned at Xin Zhuo: "Big

Master, I want to learn those two palms just now! They are too violent!"

"You can't learn!"

Xin Zhuo also spit out pigeon eggs and pulled off the cotton inside his crotch. He came up with this kind of disguise. Plastering dust, eating pigeon eggs to deform his face, stuffing cotton wool with him to deform his walk can be a good way to disguise a person's momentum, walk and tone, at least.

It is difficult to distinguish in a short time.

The owner of the noodle shop, who had been secretly observing the noodle shop, ran out in a hurry, fell to his knees with tears streaming down his face, and said, "Two kings, the younger one did as he was told, but you can't kill me!"

Murong Xiu laughed: "What nonsense are you talking about? You are good at acting. As bandits, the most we can do is rob your family of their money. If we rob your daughter, how can we kill someone?"

"Ah this..." The noodle shop owner trembled. Is this worse than killing me?

At this time, Yuan Yourong, who was on the ground, raised his head with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the playful and shrewd look on his face disappeared: "Do you know I will come?"

Murong Xiu said: "No! It was Song Dongxi who confessed. He knew you would come to Taohua Town."

Yuan Yourong's expression changed slightly: "Did you capture Song Dongxi?"

"Isn't that a matter of easy capture?" Murong Xiu said proudly, "He was also defeated by the master."

After Xin Zhuo and Murong Xiu took the five Song Dongxi people to Menghu Village, they found a separate and secret cave, locked up with iron chains, and watched by Cui Ying'er and others.

After Song Dongxi regained consciousness, he was originally unwilling to disclose information about the other three families, but when Huang Dagui held a pile of sheep dung in front of him, he still came out honestly.

As proud as Song Dongxi, he will never touch a bit of shit. This is his bottom line.

Then Xin Zhuo and Murong Xiu rushed to Taohua Town almost non-stop, forcing the noodle shop owner to cooperate, pretending, and waiting for trouble.

"So, a skilled hunter often only needs to use the most despicable means, such as sneak attacks! These are the words of the master." Murong Xiu explained, the excitement on his face was unbearable, as if he had done something huge.

Yuan Yourong asked coldly: "How did you know that we can eat noodles?"

Xin Zhuo then said: "After spending a few days in the mountains, who would refuse a bowl of fragrant braised beef noodles? In fact, we still underestimated your vigilance. We originally wanted to wait until you lower your head to eat noodles.

Do it!”

"Okay Xin Zhuo, I lose, I can't beat you!" Yuan Yourong looked deeply at Xin Zhuo, and could no longer bear the huge pain in his chest and the chaos of his true energy, and fainted.

Xin Zhuo and Murong Xiu looked at each other and escorted the nine people away.

Just as a group of people left the town, two people walked out of a tailor shop next to the noodle shop, a man and a woman. The man was 18 or 19 years old, with a square face and dressed like a young man in rich clothes. The woman was 14 or 15 years old and looked like a maid.

"Interesting, interesting! I didn't expect there to be such an interesting person in this remote little place. The young man's hands just now are as powerful as a dragon's and a tiger's, and he is full of ambition. I feel pity for him!"

The young master looked at Xin Zhuo and his group walking away, slapping the folding fan in his hand, with a flash of shock in his eyes.

"Young Hall Master, I used a lot of idioms today, but I used them all wrong and inappropriate!" the maid next to me reminded in a low voice.

"Impossible, I'm just trying to make up for it, a person with a good appearance and a lot of knowledge." The young man smiled faintly, full of confidence, picked up a silver coin, and threw it accurately into the noodle shop owner's apron pocket, "I'll help them compensate you.

"

After saying that, without waiting for the boss to be grateful, he walked out of the town.

"call--"

The maid gave up correcting and chased after her, "Young Hall Master, where are we going?"

"Well... Qiugong Pavilion's Wordless Monument has invited many sects to understand it. Soon many beauties from the world will come, as well as our Shenji Pavilion Yazitang. If I don't come, who will? Anyway, there is still some time, so we might as well go

Let’s go to Fufeng Mansion to see if there’s anything interesting to do. I’ll indulge myself in extravagance.”

"Scared! The idiom Young Hall Master is really appropriate!"

"Really? Haha, if a rat is brave and a dragon is powerful, you will be punished!"

"???"

…

It was extremely cold inside the cave, and even though the ground was covered with dry grass, it still couldn't stop the cold wind.

Fourteen or five people from Song Dongxi and Yuan Yourong's families were chained and imprisoned on stalactites.

Because after bone setting, Yuan Yourong and Song Dongxi had woken up. Although they could not use their true energy, they could finally communicate normally.

It's just that neither of them meant to say a word. Thinking of how they were chasing bandits with great enthusiasm a few days ago, and today they are in prison, this is too ridiculous. How can they have the face to talk to each other? It's all nonsense.

Xin Zhuo, along with his six subordinates, Sun Wu and Wang Hulu, were looking at the two masters and didn't know what to say.

After a while, Sun Wu rubbed his hands anxiously and started talking: "Xin, brother Xin, where were you caught? Isn't this bad? We have no grudge against their family. If we are retaliated against..."

"Don't be afraid! The facts have already happened, and we are still in the Tiger Village. The culprits of Alliance Leader Sun will be punished. At worst, he will die, and his head will be scarred as big as a bowl!"

Xin Zhuo answered sincerely.

"This..." Sun Wu and Wang Hulu looked at each other. He felt that the admiration of Xinzhuo and others for him had deteriorated. I don't want to be the leader of this alliance anymore. It's scary.

Cui Ying'er asked at this time: "Master, do you need to interrogate them?"

Xin Zhuo was silent for a long time: "It's not necessary. The results are the same whether we know or don't know the specific locations of Chen Guiyan's people. Yuan Yourong and Song Dongxi, we can also make sneak attacks separately, and their two families together, four seventh-grade

, there are too many people, we can’t defeat them.”

The thieves could not help but remain silent.

Yuan Yourong and Song Dongxi looked at each other, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

At this time, Xin Zhuo suddenly asked: "Murong, tell me...do Chen Guiyan and Murong Lei have any weaknesses?"

"What the master means..." The dark color in Murong Xiu's eyes lit up instantly. The master was about to cause trouble again, so he was so nervous.

"Haven't you known them since childhood? Do they have any weaknesses or something that can blackmail them?"

"have!"

Murong Xiu answered forcefully and rubbed his nose, "If Yuan Yourong and Song Dongxi are two guys, they may not have any weaknesses, but Chen Guiyan and Murong Lei do, and they can easily control them, but..."

"Just what?" Xin Zhuo looked at Murong Xiu in surprise.

Yuan Yourong and Song Dongxi also looked over curiously.

Murong Xiu lay down and whispered a few words into Xin Zhuo's ear.

Xin Zhuo was silent again, then suddenly turned around and blinked.

Murong Xiu and Cui Ying'er understood the situation and took action almost at the same time, instantly holding down Sun Wu and Wang Hulu.

The two were stunned. Sun Wu put his face to the ground, not daring to resist, and said angrily: "Brother Xin, what do you mean? I am the leader of the alliance!"
Chapter completed!