"Feng Hao..."

Gu Suqin murmured in a low voice, as if she wanted to record the name in her mind, but then she remembered that she was kidnapped by a demon monkey, and asked tentatively. Said: "Can I leave? If it's too late, my master will be worried, and then they will look for me..."

The yellow-haired Sun Wukong did not dare to answer, so he looked towards Feng Hao.

“You can go!” Feng Hao nodded.

Gu Suqin looked at Sun Wukong who had kidnapped her again, and looked at Sun Monkey longingly.

"You can go now. I just want to ask you a few questions. I am a good person..." Sun Wukong said seriously.

If he had known that the person he was intercepting was a female monk, he would definitely not have done anything to fight the Holy King, but he was reduced to kidnapping the female monk. If this spread, he would not be able to see anyone, okay? .

Gu Suqin nodded quickly and said: "Well, you are all good people, so...am I really leaving?"

"Let's go, let's go !"

Sun Wukong waved his hand quickly.

"Go back! Don't worry about your master."

Feng Hao always had a warm smile on his face, just like the brother next door, which made Gusu Qin's The heart is like a deer bumping around.

She glanced at Feng Hao with a reserved look of a young girl, made a sword secret in her hand, took the flying sword and the imperial sword from Sun Houhou, and flew away into the sky.

I heard her shouting increasingly fainter from a distance: "Feng Hao, if you have a chance, come to Guiyuan Sword Sect to find me..."

Feng Hao waved He waved his hands, his face still filled with a refreshing smile.

Vomiting

Sun Wukong couldn’t stand it anymore and looked like he was about to vomit. He glanced sideways at Feng Hao and said, “Are you here for vacation or are you here for the Demonic Sacred Tree? "

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Feng Hao felt guilty.

Demonic Holy Tree? Is it important to investigate Qin Shihuang? If Qin Shihuang really knows about the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum on Earth and leaves this misty land, it is estimated that it will be time for the powerful gods of the gods to invade.

Compared to the earth’s opportunities and living beings, the Demonic Holy Tree... is really not the most important thing.

　“Haha~”

Sun Wukong smiled and said: “That girl looked at you more than ten times just now, and before she left, she asked you to go to her sect. Looking for her, when did your relationship become so good? I am very confused."

Feng Hao looked at Sun Houhou with disdain and said: "From the beginning to the end, I only said a few words, only It can be said that this emperor’s temperament is compelling.Let her move the heart, as for going to her sect? This emperor has no interest. ”

Touched Fan Xin...

Sun Wukong’s mouth twitched slightly, thinking of the disgusted look on the female monk Gu Suqin’s face, he felt panicked and shook his head , said: "Let's go, let's go, go for a walk in the city, and see if there is any trace of those five little guys. ”

　“Hmm! "

Feng Hao nodded, and then he and Sun Wukong went to the city with an outline in the distance.

After entering the city, neither of them showed their arrogance and invincibility. The breath is no different from that of an ordinary Qi practitioner. In order to cause unnecessary commotion, Sun Houhou plucked a monkey hair and turned it into a black iron mask, begging Feng Hao to wear it.
< br /> Feng Hao thought it didn’t matter if he wore it or not, but this mask was filled with a monkey smell, and Feng Hao couldn’t stand it at all.

After returning the mask to Sun Houhou, he Wiping his right hand on his face, his whole person changed into a different look.

There was less of a domineering temperament and more of a simple and unpretentious taste. Sun Wukong was very satisfied with Feng Hao's change. He felt that Feng Hao finally couldn't be more handsome than him.

This city, which is the closest to the mountains, is not prosperous, but what is strange is that monks account for half of the city's residents.

Feng Hao’s spiritual thoughts swept over and found that the Qi practitioners in the city all practiced different techniques, and people from different camps did not overlap with each other and were distributed in various directions in the city.

In the city In a restaurant in the east, Feng Hao felt the auras of more than ten people. They were from the same lineage as the female monk who was kidnapped by Sun Houhou before, and they had the same skills and aura.

Holding the Guiyuan Sword Zong Youyuan's idea, before Feng Hao could say anything, Sun Houhou had already taken the lead and suggested: "The people in the restaurant are from Guiyuan Jianzong, do you want to go find out the news? ”

Feng Hao naturally agreed happily. After the two entered the restaurant, they found that more than ten people in the restaurant had their eyes focused on them.

They looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and the sound of swords could be heard faintly in the restaurant.

The clothes of Feng Hao and Sun Wukong were really different, right? Modern casual wear meets ancient sects Clothes, can they be the same kind of people?

The atmosphere was very awkward for a time.

Sun Wukong’s eyes rolled around a few times, he randomly picked a place to sit down, and rushed Feng Hao waved.

Feng Hao felt slightly curious about the reactions of everyone in the restaurant. It seemed that he and Sun Houhou had no grudge against them...

About this matter There must be something fishy.

Restaurant waiterHe wiped his sweat and ran over to say hello. He was trembling all over. It wasn't until he reached Feng Hao and Sun Houhou's table that he finally calmed down a lot. However, when he opened his mouth, he didn't ask the guests what they wanted. Instead, he said with a sad face: "You two masters." How about changing to a restaurant?"

Bang!

Sun Wukong slapped the table. Because he couldn’t stabilize his strength, the table in front of him was smashed to pieces, and the teacups and bowls fell to the floor.

Keng!

Almost in an instant, these disciples of the Guiyuan Sword Sect in the restaurant subconsciously felt lucky, and the flying swords in their bodies suddenly flew out.

"Ah..."

The waiter in the restaurant screamed, rolled his eyes and fainted, his crotch was wet.

When the restaurant manager saw this scene, he was so frightened that he hid under the counter and trembled all over.

He was so miserable. During this period of time, he did not know what evil he had done in Changsha County. He actually attracted several people from the Qi Refiner Sect. His swords flew all over the sky at every turn, and everyone was Able to scare to death.

Operating on a small budget, in my eighth lifetime, I encountered this group of shameless Qigong practitioners who ignored the laws of the Qin Dynasty and acted recklessly.

However, more than a dozen flying swords fell without any warning three steps away from Feng Hao and Sun Wukong. No matter how the Qi Refiner of Guiyuan Sword Sect frantically squeezed the sword skills, they all fell. To no avail.

The disciples of Guiyuan Sword Sect were shocked, knowing that they were in trouble, and their cultivation seemed to be completely different.

“Little trick!”

Sun Wukong curled his lips in disdain, picked up more than ten natal flying swords belonging to disciples of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, and fished them into his in the pocket.

"You..."

The disciples of Guiyuan Sword Sect turned pale, and they all spat out a mouthful of blood. The touch of spiritual consciousness attached to the flying sword was like this. Easily erased.

They were about to cry. Changsha County’s chances were not great at the moment... Why come here to fight with them when you are so strong?

“Everyone, come and stand.”

Sun Wukong looked at the disciples of the Guiyuan Sect with unusually fierce eyes.

The Guiyuan Sect disciples trembled all over, looked at each other, and stood in a row obediently.

Very helpless, the flying sword was taken away, and I couldn't beat him again and again. I had to obey my orders to stay alive.