Xia do not stay

Chapter 376

on the carriage.

Gu Yang heaved a sigh of relief, and finally broke the topic, making her temporarily forget about being jealous.

But the next moment.

"Sanggong, it's hard to pass by Peach Blossom Valley, why don't you go back and have a look?"

"I heard that the two girls, Qingluan and Gongyue, never forget you. Oh, by the way, there is also that girl, Gong Xue, who wrote me a letter before, saying hello to me on the surface, but actually inquiring about you What about the situation?"

She smiled sweetly, but quietly put one hand on Gu Yang's waist, and the life-threatening chain of pinches was ready to go.

Gu Yang was terrified immediately, and hurriedly said: "I swear, there is absolutely nothing between Gong Xue and I. She is your apprentice and my nephew. How could I do such an unethical thing?"

He consciously dealt with it properly, but he didn't want Tao Yaoyao to just say indifferently: "The relationship between you and Gong Xue is innocent, that is to say, there is really something tricky between you and Gong Yue and Qingluan?"

She pinched someone's soft waist suddenly, Gu Yang didn't dare to resist, and even hastily withdrew his protective zhenqi, for fear of hurting her.

"Pain! Pain! Pain!"

Gu Yang shouted loudly, the sound woke up his daughter Gu Xi who was sleeping in the car.

The little guy blinked his sleepy eyes, touched his belly, and immediately burst into tears, the voice was so loud that Gu Yang even suspected that she had secretly learned the lion's roar.

Hearing her daughter's cry, Tao Yaoyao couldn't care less about being jealous, and hurried into the car, gently hugged her daughter, patted her back, and comforted her softly.

"Xi'er is good, don't cry, don't cry."

She gave Gu Yang a hard look, and blamed him for waking her daughter up without knowing how serious it was.

Gu Yang secretly gave his daughter a thumbs-up, good Xier, and helped his father avoid disaster. This trick is really tried and tested, but it is a bit difficult for her daughter.

Little Gu Xi seemed to be hungry, pouted her mouth, and burrowed her little head into her mother's arms.

Tao Yaoyao grabbed her braids and told her: "Mother feed you, but you can't bite with your teeth like last time, do you hear me?"

She glanced at Gu Yang again.

"What are you looking at, get out!"

While talking, her slender hands had already untied the ribbon on the skirt, revealing a shocking whiteness.

Gu Yang laughed loudly and said, "My lady, I'm hungry too."

He broke into the car, patted his daughter's head, and said, "Daddy eat first, then you eat."

"What, you don't want to?"

"Then Daddy, feel wronged. You are on the left, and I am on the right."

Tao Yaoyao: "Get lost!"

……

Mongolian steppe, Baorot tribe.

There are abundant water and grass here, wide fields and long sky. It is one of the largest tribes in Mongolia, and the leader of the tribe is known as the Golden Horde Khan.

In the tribe, there is a gorgeous tent decorated with flame patterns and surrounded by heavy guards. It is obvious that the people who live in it are of extraordinary status.

At this moment, a handsome, slender and strong man was waiting outside, looking at the tent decorated with flame patterns, wandering endlessly.

He is the eldest son of the Golden Tent Khan of the Borot Tribe, Baoluo Teyuandu, and his status is very noble, but at this moment he does not dare to force his way into this tent.

Because the person living inside is the great master Meng Chixing who was personally named as the guardian god of longevity by the Golden Tent Khan, known as Wutian Purgatory!

Yuan Du once saw with his own eyes that in a fit of rage, Grand Master Meng Chixing summoned fire from the sky and burned all the tens of thousands of warriors who were hostile to the Khan of the Golden Horde to ashes.

Enemy the country with one person, like a fairy or a devil!

I don't know how long I waited, but the surrounding temperature was getting higher and higher. The soldiers in iron armor screamed again and again, and hurriedly took off their armor, only to find that the iron armor had been scalded red.

Bleeding blisters appeared on the skin of the surrounding people, as if they were being roasted by charcoal fire.

"Get back quickly!"

Yuan Du is fine, he has also cultivated the Chihuo Divine Art, and his cultivation level is far superior to that of his younger brother Boyan. Now he has cultivated to the sixth level, and he is a first-rank master.

He was a little surprised. Master's true energy would not leak out at all when he was practicing, and it would not affect the soldiers at all. What happened today?
At this moment, an old voice came to his ears. Although it was old, it was extremely aggressive and domineering.

"come in."

Yuan Du bowed and saluted, "Yes, Master."

When he entered the tent, he was surprised to find that many rare treasures that his father had given to his master, as well as that top-notch beauty from the Western Regions, had all turned into ashes at this moment.

Especially the beauty from the Western Regions, whom Yuandu had seen before, her skin was like creamy fat, her waist was like a thin willow, she was indeed a rare beauty, but it's a pity that now only a blackened skeleton remained.

There was a sickening smell of barbecue in the air.

Yuandu felt pity in his heart, but on the surface he said respectfully: "Master, let me clean up this place for you first."

Meng Chixing has red eyebrows and red hair, and his eyes are vicissitudes and deep. If you look carefully, you will find that his eyeballs are all crimson, with a strange charm.

When he was young, he had consumed the thousand-year-old vermilion fruit, and then his body changed, his meridians were different from those of ordinary people, and when he performed masculine martial arts, his power was extremely powerful.

"Not urgent."

Meng Chixing glanced at him, at this moment, he had regained his composure, as if the loss of control just now was just an illusion.

"You don't come easily, tell me, what happened?"

Yuan didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, even though he had also practiced the Chihuo Divine Art, but whenever he looked at Master, he felt a stinging feeling of scorching fire.

"Master, there is an order from West Kunlun, please go to Kunlun Mountain."

As soon as the words "West Kunlun" came out, Meng Chixing's eyes moved, revealing a trace of fear, as if he had been overwhelmed by Kunshan for thousands of years, and the movement of Chihuo's true energy was a bit slower.

West Kunlun can be called his inner demon.

A year ago, he had cultivated the Chihuo Divine Art to the eighth level, stepped into the sixth heaven master, and thought he was invincible in the world, even Gu Yang, the so-called Martial God in the Central Plains, he didn't pay much attention to.

In fact he almost did.

As if blessed by the Immortal God, Meng Yuan also produced several great masters at that time, the emperor Ba Siba and Er Ri Ti, known as the reincarnation of King Ming, were all amazingly talented and peerless masters!
But no matter whether it was Ba Siba or Er Ri Ti, they failed to beat him, and even in the fight, he had the upper hand.

However, when he was invincible, a mysterious man suddenly descended on the grassland, holding the long-lost Heavenly Punishment Sword, claiming to be West Kunlun, and defeated him without a hundred moves.

The other party didn't even exert their full strength.

This person is West Kunlun, and later he strongly defeated Emperor Basiba and King Eriti of Ming Dynasty. Since then, he has ruled the grassland and become the most respected strongman of Jinzhang Khan.

"Master, Basiba and Eriti have already gone to Kunlun Mountain, do you want to go too?"

Meng Chixing came back to his senses, snorted coldly, and said: "Although I lost to him, I am not his subordinate."

After a pause, he said: "Go to Kunlun Mountain for me, I have other important matters."

Yuan Du asked suspiciously, "Where is Master planning to go?"

Meng Chixing showed a trace of fighting intent in his eyes, and said: "Go to the Central Plains."

"Central Plains?"

"This seat's spiritual thoughts in your Boyan body have been triggered. I never thought that there would be such a master in the Central Plains after Gu Yang's resignation!"

He is warlike, and the promotion of the Chihuo Divine Art is also inseparable from fighting.

Yuan Du immediately said nervously: "Master, then my brother will be fine?"

Meng Chixing snorted coldly, and said proudly: "Don't worry, even if the empress Qin Rushuang comes personally, I will never be able to break my spiritual thoughts!"

Being thousands of miles away, he could only vaguely feel that spiritual thought was triggered, and the specific circumstances were unknown.

But he was extremely confident that the person who dared to hurt his apprentice would either run away or be burned to ashes!

Yuan Du seemed to think of something, and said: "Bo Yan sent a letter before, saying that he found out the whereabouts of the Red Misfortune Knife. It seems to be held by a disciple of Peach Blossom Valley. What is it called...Jiang Caiwei."

Meng Chixing said indifferently: "Let's spread the news."

Yuan Du was surprised and said: "But in this way, the Central Plains Wulin will be moved by the news, and the difficulty of grabbing the knife will be greatly increased!"

Meng Chixing looked up to the sky and laughed, full of pride and courage.

"This seat is to let the masters from all walks of life in the Central Plains be moved by the news, so that I can find them one by one."

His voice is proud, and his fighting spirit is soaring.

"Let me ask the heroes of the Central Plains, who can take a punch from me?"

(End of this chapter)