Chapter 135 The Old Gang Leader Old Jianghu

As the Hanging Temple was captured by the army of the underworld, countless evil ghosts and monsters instantly poured into the sword energy mountains and rivers. To the east of Xuanyang Sect, the entire earth almost instantly turned into hell on earth.

After parting with the Great Elder, Wang Fuqiang led Bai Yixue and others to the north to search for the people below the mountain who were falling, and sent away several waves of people one after another. There were fewer and fewer disciples of the Yunling Sect following Wang Fuqiang.

It was autumn, and the air seemed a little stuffy, and every disciple of the Yunling Sect seemed a little irritable. In fact, it was no wonder that he had no time to eat along the way. After solving the matter here, he immediately had to solve the matter there.

Not to mention these disciples of the Yunling Sect, even Hongling occasionally complains in his words.

Wang Fuqiang glanced around and suggested, "First find a place to rest, have some food, and drink some water."

When everyone heard this, they were overjoyed and said loudly: "Thank you, Uncle Master."

Everyone fell directly to the ground and then entered a small town.

Because everyone has now escaped to the west, both the cities and villages are almost empty, with only some elderly and children who are really not like those who are unable to leave or walk. Most of the people who Wang Fuqiang sent away during this period are also like this.

Not only that, some people have to be kindly persuaded, and even if they are not done well, they will be scolded. This makes the disciples of the Yunling Sect feel very frustrated, but the uncle of the master can endure it, so they naturally don’t have to say much.

Fortunately, there was no one in this city, which means they no longer had to suffer the same cowardly as before, but in the same way, they could only solve the problem of eating and drinking by themselves. Fortunately, these people had not left for long, so they could still find some food and rice, oil and salt in the city. So smoke appeared again in the originally desolate small city, making this world look a little more angry.

From Wang Fuqiang to Hongling to ordinary disciples of the Yunling Sect, no one was idle. They either fetched water or looked for supplies, and soon filled a table with a sumptuous supper.

Everyone looked at the delicious food on the table. They almost didn't even look at these things before, but now they could not help but drooling down. However, Uncle Master did not call for action, so they could only watch, and some of their stomachs even began to whine.

Wang Fuqiang picked up the chopsticks, looked at everyone, frowned and said, "What are you waiting for? Eat, aren't you hungry?"

When Uncle Master spoke, everyone began to rush and do their best to deal with those demons.

At this moment, it was probably because of the smoke rising in cooking, a group of people came to this small town. They didn’t look like the sects on the mountain, but they were not like ordinary people. They should be from a sect in the world, and they should be from a certain sect or force in the world. Although these people used completely different weapons and had a variety of clothes on their bodies, they had the same sign hanging around their waists.

The group of people quickly found the restaurant where Wang Fuqiang and others rested. They probably hadn't had a full meal for several days. So when they saw Wang Fuqiang and others eating, they were all swallowing their saliva, with a cold light in their eyes. If it weren't for the fact that these people looked difficult to mess with, they would have already driven people directly.

At this time, what else can you talk about? It would be nice to have a stuttering.

Judging from the current situation, it is a problem whether you can reach Xuanyang Sect alive. You will also talk about what is there, which is not an unnecessary move?

When these people arrived, the people of Yunling Sect couldn't help but look up, and just glanced at them, then continued to lower their heads and eat.

Wang Fuqiang looked at these people seriously and could see that they were all martial artists in the martial arts world who had learned some kung fu, but they still couldn't reach the level of a monk, or they didn't know what cultivation was.

There is still a big gap between practice and martial arts. There are two completely different levels. The martial arts man in the martial arts man can become a monk, but the monk will never become a martial arts man. This does not mean that the martial arts man in the martial arts man is inferior to the monk, but the martial arts man in the martial arts man in the martial arts man is rarely a true strong man, because it is more difficult to stand out in martial arts than to practice.

What's more, this is a world that only recognizes the inheritance of swordsmanship. There will be no place for martial artists in the martial arts world. After all, not everyone is like Wang Fuqiang, who can be free from the rules of heaven and earth.

The strongest one should be the burly man in the middle. In addition, there is an old man who should have learned external kung fu, so even if he is over 70 years old, he is still strong and strong. In addition, there are several women who look like a middle-aged man. They should be made of the environment and have a little dark skin.

There should be seven or eight of these women in total, of varying ages. Some are in their thirties, with charm and manners that exudes the unique charm of mature women. Some are in their 28 years old, which is the best age for a woman in her life.

There are about thirty people in men and women.

But at this moment, no matter men or women, everyone looks a little embarrassed.

After Wang Fuqiang looked at it, he couldn't help but frown, because these people didn't look like good people, and they were the kind of murderous existence without blinking.

Before Wang Fuqiang could speak, the old man asked first: "You are also fleeing?"

At this moment, Wang Fuqiang and others did not see any fairy-like style. Although they were still wearing the clothes of Yunling Sect, they had not changed for a long time. It was not that they didn’t have time to change, but that they didn’t have time to wash, so the clothes they brought were actually almost the same.

In addition, I have been running around for a while, looking for scattered people, so it is no different from ordinary refugees. The only difference is that everyone has a sword, so it can be seen that they are not ordinary people. It is precisely because everyone has a sword that these gangsters did not take action directly.

Wang Fuqiang nodded, stood up and smiled, "I'm so hungry when I came here. It just so late, so I plan to take a rest for one night and continue my journey tomorrow."

He then asked, "Do you want to sit down and eat some?"

When everyone heard this, they swallowed, and it was really hard to refuse, because these were all old fried dough sticks in the world. They knew very well that the man's words in front of them were just a kind of politeness and did not really want to invite them to eat together, so once they refused, they would definitely not be able to eat them.

The old man stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his cracked lips, and said gratefully: "Thank you, let alone, I've been busy on the road these days and haven't had a full meal for a long time."

Wang Fuqiang was a little surprised.

Although I have been through the world several times before, I still didn't expect these people to agree directly. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. It seems that my experience in the world is still lacking.

He continued, "But the food is obviously not enough, why don't you wait and get some in the kitchen?"

The old man was stunned, swallowed, as if weighing the pros and cons, and finally nodded, "Yes, that's what I'll disturb you."

As he said that, he led the group directly into the restaurant, and then he began to be busy in the kitchen. Some people helped, while some people sat down in the empty seats in the restaurant, regardless of the dust on the stool. Everyone looked at Wang Fuqiang and others, swallowing their saliva.

After these martial artists in the martial arts world finally made the meal, Wang Fuqiang and others had eaten all the food and burped.

At this time, Gao Chenggong came to Wang Fuqiang's ear and lowered his voice and said, "Uncle Master, these people don't look like good people."

Wang Fuqiang smiled slightly and said, "We are here to save people this time. Of course, whether it is a bad person or a good person, we should save them when we meet them."

He reiterated: "Of course, if these people do something before this, it will be another matter."

Gao Chenggong nodded and fell into thinking.

Wang Fuqiang continued: "Take a few people nearby to see if there is any complete inn. Let's stay in the city for one night tonight. First, let everyone have a good sleep, and second, to see if these people will do anything extraordinary."

Gao Chenggong nodded and walked out with two disciples of the Yunling Sect.

In this way, there are even fewer people left on Wang Fuqiang. Wang Fuqiang, Hong Ling, Bai Yixue, and three other disciples of the Yunling Sect, there are only six people in total, which is a sharp contrast with those martial artists in the martial arts world.

Over there, those martial artists in the martial arts world were dealing with the food in front of them, and their attention was not on Wang Fuqiang and others at all, so Gao Chenggong took the two of them away, and no one noticed it.

After a while, these martial artists in the martial arts world should have had enough food and drink. They leaned their backs against the chairs one by one. Some touched their belly, and some directly picked their teeth with their nails. Everyone showed a satisfied smile on their faces.

A man with a stubble face looked at Wang Fuqiang and was stunned.

Because Baiyi Xue and Hong Ling look too experienced, even if they are embarrassed, they cannot stop their peerless charm.

The man swallowed, then said to the man beside him: "Hey, look at those two ladies."

Several men around him immediately turned their eyes, and then everyone's eyes shone, and everyone was swallowing their saliva.

The man with a stubble face said, "Why can our brothers do it?"

Another man hesitated and said, "Do you want to ask the leader of the gang?"

The man with a stubble spread glared and said, "What's the point of asking about this little thing? Is there anything I've done along the way? Isn't it said even if the gang leader knows it."

Everyone nodded, and one of them asked, "What should I do?"

The man with a stubborn man from Manchester United glanced at Wang Fuqiang and others and said, "There are three people missing, so I should have gone to the street to find a place to stay. When they leave, we will secretly follow us to see where they are staying. Wait until late at night, the man..."

He made a gesture of wiping his neck with his hands and then said, "Woman..."

He did not say it, but showed a lewd smile, and the rest of them smiled the same.

It is absolutely true that food and clothing are thought of lust and desire. When I was hungry before, I didn’t even think about these things, but I was not energetic. Now that I’m full, my true colors will be revealed.

Of course, Wang Fuqiang heard the conversations between these people and couldn't help but sigh softly. It seemed that some people were going to die tonight.

He stood up, hugged the martial artists in the world, and smiled and said, "Then I won't bother you anymore. Let's take a step first. If you have the chance tomorrow, I will walk with you together."

The old man who should be the leader of the gang also stood up and returned the gift.

Wang Fuqiang led everyone out of the restaurant. Gao Chenggong rushed back with two disciples, saying that he had found a good inn, with facilities intact and quiet.

So everyone walked towards the inn.

After everyone left, a few men walked out of the restaurant, following everyone from afar, sneaking.

This trick is naturally beyond the perception of the people in the Yunling Sect. Bai Yixue frowned and said, "Uncle Master..."

Wang Fuqiang nodded and said, "I know."

He sighed softly and said, "Since someone wants to die, we can't stop him."

Hongling asked at this time: "Why don't you give them some tips?"

Wang Fuqiang was stunned, then smiled and said, "Do you think I am the kind of abusive person?"

Hongling shook her head and said, "I can't tell it, but it looks quite similar."

Wang Fuqiang sighed and said, "It seems you have a misunderstanding of me."

Hongling curled her lips.

After arriving at the inn, it was already dark and everyone went back to their rooms. Some meditated and practiced, but most of them lay directly on the bed, and of course they did not forget to set up some simple formations in the room.

This is a skill that every monk on the mountain must master when walking in the rivers and lakes.

This is what Master Uncle said.

After the martial artists of the martial arts world determined their residence, they secretly returned to the restaurant and began to discuss and make plans along the way. Some of them were more anxious, so they wanted to rush into the inn and kill all the men.

Wang Fuqiang did not go to bed, and he didn't know whether it was because he had to wait for these martial artists in the world or because he was thinking about something else.

Late at night, the moon is shining with stars, accompanied by the chirping of autumn cicadas.

Wang Fuqiang opened the window, looked at the night sky outside the window, and thought about some things.

Although it was not his responsibility to break up the Hanging Temple by the underworld army this time, it was still related to him, which led to this disaster in Jianqi Shanhe. So he kept thinking that if he had not defeated Ji Changhe, if he had not destroyed Xuanyang Sect, Ji Changhe would not have run to the Underworld and would not have destroyed the formation of Hanging Temple, and then things would not have happened today.

Take these martial artists in front of you for example. If the sword energy mountains and rivers were as always, they would not have met him, they would not have met Baiyi Xue and Hong Ling, and they would not have had a sex uprising.

So he was considering whether these people really came to kill them, should he save their lives?

Unfortunately, Wang Fuqiang waited for a long time, but those men did not come. So Wang Fuqiang guessed that something might have happened in the restaurant, but he did not go directly to investigate. No matter what danger he encountered or was stopped by someone, it had nothing to do with him.

If he doesn't kill these people, he is already the greatest kindness.
To be continued...