Long Feicheng, who has always been known as a coward, turned out to be so strong this time, which was beyond everyone's expectation. Even the dog Taoist priest couldn't help but look at Long Feicheng.

Chang Shan tugged Long Feicheng's arm and whispered, "Brother Long, don't get excited."

A quarrel is a quarrel, and actions like flipping the table, Chang Shan definitely couldn’t do it.

But this is also the difference between Longfeicheng and Changshan. Changshan is also very loyal, but Longfeicheng is more direct.

Long Feicheng put aside Chang Shan's hand and said bitterly: "Li Genmiao, don't glare at me. I'm not afraid of you if you glare at me. Anyway, I just left my words here. You can see for yourself. Let’s do it!”

After saying that, Long Feicheng walked out of Lan Qihuan’s yard angrily.

Others stared at each other, and Yan Shouyi sighed: "Aunt Xiao Lan, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Lan Qihuan was melancholy and reluctant. She responded with a smile. She actually didn't quite understand why Long Feicheng suddenly turned over the table.

Yan Shou glanced at Li Genmiao, then walked out of the yard and saw Long Feicheng squatting in the snow not far away smoking.

When he got closer, he found that Long Feicheng was covered in cold sweat. It seemed that his inner activities were not as calm as he showed just now...

Long Fei When Cheng noticed Yan Shou's arrival, he said fearfully: "Damn, it's a good thing I walked fast just now, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to hold on anymore."

"You have to make trouble with the actor What?" Yan Shouyi laughed dumbly.

Long Feicheng said solemnly: "Brother Yan, you must also know that this trip will definitely be a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. Aren't I going to support you and strengthen your momentum?"

"That won't overturn the table. Aunt Xiaolan is innocent."

"I don't know why, but I was impulsive..."

Long Fei Cheng handed Yan Shouyi a cigarette and sighed: "Maybe it's Aunt Xiaolan's past that made me feel a little bit. I was lonely in the first half of my life. Only after meeting you, Brother Yan, did I have so many friends and a family. I feel like, if you die, the Folklore Research Association will break up... I will have no home."

Although he knew Long Feicheng's mood, but after hearing Long Feicheng's words, Yan Shou Yi's heart was still quite volatile.

"Li Genmiao and I have reached some private agreements, and we are going to see my mother this time. At least nothing will happen until we reach Tianchi." Yan Shouyi consoled her.

"What about when we go down the mountain?"

"I am prepared and want to keep Li Genmiao in Tianchi forever."

"This... …”

Long Feicheng's eyes widened. He thought Li Genmiao was plotting against Yan Shouyi, but he didn't expect that Yan Shouyi was also plotting against Li Genmiao.

In this way, Long Feicheng felt a lot more relieved.

He happily patted Yan Shouyi on the shoulder: "Then we will wait for you in the village and wait for your safe return."

"Well, you can find me later. I have the opportunity to apologize to Aunt Xiaolan, but there is no need for Li Genmiao."

"That's natural!"

Long Feicheng will not say anything to Li Genmiao. Genmiao lowered his head.

"But then again, if I really die in Changbai Mountain, do you really plan to massacre Taoyuan Village?" Yan Shouyi suddenly asked.

Long Feicheng seemed a little guilty, and said with a laugh: "Who doesn't know how to brag?"

Although Long Feicheng has almost become a habit of bragging, Yan Shouyi always felt that this time he was not bragging.

But what ability does Long Feicheng have to deal with Taoyuan Village where experts gather?

…

In the afternoon, Li Genmiao packed her luggage and prepared to set off to climb the mountain with Yan Shouyi.

Both of them put on thick mountaineering clothes, held hiking sticks, and wore woolen hats and goggles.

Yan Shouyi stuffed tents and other outdoor survival items into his satchel, but Li Genmiao was also empty-handed. He seemed to have a storage magic weapon like a satchel.

Everything was ready, and under the watchful eyes of both sides, the two figures blended into the vast snow and disappeared at the end of the mountain road.

After everyone waited for a few seconds and confirmed that Yan Shouyi and Li Genmiao had gone far, Zheng Youqian suddenly asked Long Feicheng:

"Boy, you are quite loyal. , for my taste, are you interested in learning two hands from me?"

Long Feicheng looked at Zheng Youqian warily and replied: "You only have one hand, how can you teach me two hands?"

Zheng Youqian choked and almost couldn't hold it back. He wanted to knock Long Feicheng down with his only remaining hand.

But Long Feicheng was supported by a dog Taoist priest. Seeing Zheng Youqian deflated, the dog Taoist laughed so hard that he kept patting Long Feicheng on the shoulder and praised him: "Good boy! You are really a loser." Ah!"

Zheng Youqian said angrily: "Are you going to fucking learn?"

"Learn jugglery from you? I'm not interested in changing faces or blowing fireballs." Long Fei Cheng answered.

"Will you learn the Flying Dragon Cloud Explorer? Will you learn the Three Immortals Return to the Cave?"

The Flying Dragon Cloud Explorer is the essence of stealingIn the morning, Zheng Youqian used this trick to steal the dog Taoist priest's belt without anyone noticing, and when the three immortals returned to the cave, it was the skill of a trickster. In the past, Zheng Youqian also relied on this trick to conquer all over the country.

Long Feicheng, who had no interest in Zheng Youqian at first, suddenly lit up.

But he refused so decisively and simply before. If he agreed immediately now, it would be a bit of a slap in the face - I, Long Aotian, can't be so shameless!

So Long Feicheng pretended to be reserved: "If you insist on teaching me, then I will learn it with force."

"You damn... "

Zheng Youqian was so angry that the dog Taoist laughed.

Pan Shiyi stood aside, smiling and saying nothing.

…

At the same time, in Xidu, Songshui Province, the headquarters of Wushen Mountain.

More than twenty heads were placed in front of Ji Bing, the chief helmsman of Wushen Mountain. Some strong men from Wushen Mountain were arranged in two rows, and in the middle was a man who had been tortured to a state of disgrace. man.

Ji Bing sat in the upper position, not angry but proud.

He squinted his eyes, and suddenly a giant weasel walked out from behind the screen.

This weasel is a bit larger than a black bear. It is covered in black fur and has a tuft of gold on its head. Even if it is not of the same race, ordinary people can tell at a glance that this weasel is extraordinary.

The weasel walked up to the man and bit off his head, swallowing it without even chewing.

Immediately afterwards, it closed its eyes, its body trembled slightly, and its tail curled up.

"Li Genmiao and others... are hiding in a small mountain village on the north side of Changbai Mountain... There are many masters of folk sects in the village..." Weasel spoke human words and said slowly.

This is spirit swallowing, which involves eating the other person’s flesh and blood to obtain the other person’s memory.

Ji Bing heard this and sneered: "You Li Genmiao, you actually stretched your hand into my Witch God Mountain! If Yan Shouyi hadn't informed him secretly, I wouldn't have known there were so many traitors among us!! "

A confidant on the side asked: "Chief rudder, that Li Genmiao is hateful, but Yan Shouyi also kidnapped the deputy rudder, this account..."

"Hu Chai was so smart that he made his own decisions to provoke Yan Shouyi without my consent. He only brought the blame on himself! But no matter what, he is still my son-in-law, Ji Bing. This time we attacked the Xinxuanshan sect and rescued Ji first. Bing, kill Li Genmiao again, and let’s not mention the matter of revenge on Yan Shouyi for now!”