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Chapter 876 Loulan Deputy Town (6)

Zhou Lao Daopan sat on top of the pile of animal skins, his thin body writhed left and right with the "creaking" axle friction sound.The bamboo hat on his head had a few big holes in it when he fought a toothed beast a few days ago. The cold rain penetrated through the holes and hit his bumpy skin, making him look even more sinister.

With a piece of half-baked jerky in his mouth, Zhou Laodao played with two 'Emperor Coins'.

These are two 'Golden Emperor coins', and they are two 'small coins', only one inch square, as thick as mung beans, golden and heavy, and feel quite heavy.On the front of the emperor's coin in the round sky, there is the word "太初", and on the back, there is a pattern of wind, cloud and thunder in relief, and there is a faint shadow of a heavenly palace inside.

The workmanship of imperial coins is naturally extremely exquisite.

The function of imperial money is naturally amazing.

In the Supreme Heaven of Absolute Beginning, there is no way for a decent person to cultivate—even if you put the legendary Supreme Dao Code of Emperor Chengdi in front of you, even if you have the aptitude to surpass the Great Emperor, and have unparalleled understanding... You also cannot cultivate.

Don't even try to comprehend the slightest dao rhyme.

You don't want to absorb every drop of heaven and earth's inspiration.

If you can't comprehend the Dao rhyme, you can't improve your Dao deeds.

Without absorbing inspiration, mana cannot be enhanced.

Daoxing and mana can't increase, so you still cultivate like a ghost?

Only the emperor's money, every piece of emperor's money, is minted and issued by the Supreme Heaven of the Supreme Heaven, and it is circulated in the world.In the emperor's money, there is Dao rhyme and inspiration. With the emperor's money in hand, one can comprehend the Dao, absorb the inspiration, and improve one's cultivation.

However, the Tao rhyme contained in the imperial money is extremely limited, and the inspiration is very meager.

These two gold emperor coins contained a faint hint of the Taoist rhyme of acquired gold, and also contained a trace of acquired Xinjin inspiration. These were also the last two emperor coins on Zhou Laodao's body, and he would never dare to use them for cultivation.

Walking in the wild, with two imperial coins by your side, this is two lives!

Two months ago, the small hunting caravan led by Zhou Laodao encountered a group of wandering horse thieves while passing through the barren mountains.Zhou Laodao led his brothers to fight against him. Although the horse thief was killed, he also had three transparent holes in his chest.

That time, he just spent a piece of imperial money, sucked up the inspiration, turned it into a majestic vitality, healed the wound, and saved his old life.

This emperor's money!

"Shit is unpalatable, money is hard to earn..." Zhou Laodao looked gloomy, and looked at the pile of animal skins under his buttocks—this wilderness encountered heavy rain and moisture, the price of this animal skin Well, it's unavoidable to be severely suppressed by those business owners who have a black heart, a black liver, and a black bone marrow, and gave birth to a baby without an asshole.

It seemed that he saw the golden emperor coins grow wings and fly away from his pocket. Zhou Laodao couldn't help spitting hard, and hissed: "It's much easier to eat shit than to earn money!"

Gritting his teeth, he touched the wound on his chest that was still aching.

He was only willing to spend a piece of imperial money to save his life, but the three transparent wounds hurt his internal organs, and the injuries did not heal.Blown by the little wind in the cold rain, the wound was so painful that the eyes were dimly black... Playing with the two imperial coins in his hand, he thought of the youngest son who was preparing to lay the foundation for cultivation at home, and the three who were ready to marry , who was worrying about preparing the dowry for his daughter, Zhou Laodao's mood became worse.

"When will it be better to make a fortune." Zhou Laodao hissed: "It means that my face is ugly, otherwise, I want to sell myself! Find a rich woman, even if she is rounder and greasy. , rougher, uglier... Aren't they all the same when the light is blown and the eyes are closed?"

In the several carriages before and after, those sitting in the carriages, those walking with the carriages, and the caravan guys on the horses all laughed.

They started discussing what kind of rich woman they wanted, who had been poked blind and bewitched by ghosts, would leave those handsome, fair, and compliant little fair faces, and come to Zhou Laodao, whose face is full of holes. , with scars all over his body, swear words, and a rammer who can only draw a knife to kill.

As a result, the topic diverged endlessly.

Which building's girl is round, which kiln's eldest sister is rich, which widow behind the door is knowledgeable, and which tofu-selling aunt's daughter has already started to wink at passers-by... Men, a group of knife-edges lick blood Doing business, occasionally part-time some unscrupulous men get together, in addition to discussing the affairs between men and women, do you expect them to sing the song "Sparse Shadows, Horizontal Slanting Water, Clear and Shallow"?
Laughter continued to come from the small team, rain and fog rose, and a group of grinning little beasts looked towards us in the distance... The leading little beast let out a long howl like a fox or a jackal, and moved towards Probing here for a while, carefully measuring the strength gap between his family group and the caravan guys, finally drooping his tail, turned and left helplessly.

The two scouts of the caravan breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the tight bowstring. Just as they were about to say something, a scout whose nostrils were obviously three times larger than ordinary people sniffed vigorously and said in a deep voice: " Master Dao, it smells like blood..."

In the caravan, more than a dozen coachmen and hundreds of clerks pulled out their sabers at the same time. The bright blades shone with light. There was a faint flame flickering on the blade of the clerk, and more than half of the driver and clerk left, a silvery cold light moved back and forth on the blade, making the blade sharper.

Zhou Laodao grabbed the three-foot-long beast-bone hilt that was wrapped with blood-colored silk thread hanging from his waist.

As soon as the mana in the body was destroyed, the three-foot-long hilt screamed "Che Lang", and a blade that was six feet six inches long and palm-width sprayed out.With a slight wave of its paper-thin blade, a thin gap was cut in the wind and rain. Zhou Laodao jumped up, and his feet landed heavily. The blade was crushed by the silver cold light, and there was an ear-piercing 'chi chi' sound, and all the raindrops exploded into water vapor, and wisps of them slowly flew up.

Zhou Laodao held two imperial coins in his left hand, clenched his fist and waved forward lightly.

A few archers slackly wound up and nocked their arrows, and the arrows locked on the direction that the big-nosed scout was pointing at.

Side by side, the two swordsman buddies, under the cover of the archer buddy, valiantly and vigorously, strided towards the position where the bloody smell was coming.While walking, a swordsman guy was still yelling loudly: "Good friend, don't hide, I saw you... Hey, they are all good guys on the road, don't hide your head and tail, come out and show your face !"

Lying in the grove, Lu Qi couldn't help laughing "hehehe" when he heard the knife man's bluffing.

Such bluffing words from Jianghu are really familiar.

Well, thanks to the old monk Hongchen, Lu Yu could understand what this swordsman said.

There was chaos in his mind again, and his brain was throbbing. Lu Qi frowned—who is Old Monk Hongchen?Why should you be grateful to him?Well, did he teach himself the language of the guys outside?
Then, no problem.

Don't think, don't think deeply, who this old monk Hongchen is, he will remember sooner or later.

After coughing a few times with difficulty, Lu Qi glanced at the Tianlong Zen Staff.

The three-foot-long little dragon lay down on Lu Yu's chest, turning into a black and gold dragon-shaped tattoo wrapped around Lu Yu's upper body.Lu Ni slightly raised his voice, and said weakly: "The little monk is in trouble, so please ask the passing friends to help... The little monk will be rewarded if he escapes the disaster!"

The rain is getting heavier.

Zhou Laodao was holding a long knife, standing beside Lu Yu, looking down at him.

The guys from the two caravans got a roll of tape measure from nowhere, laid Lu Yu on a flat surface, and carefully measured his height.Among the other guys, some were looking around vigilantly, some were taking care of the animals pulling the cart, and others were standing around far and near, pointing at Lu Qi.

"What a burly man. Tsk tsk, what a rare and great husband!"

When Lu Yu was in Liangyitian, he suppressed the golden body of the Lord Buddha with great magic power, so that he kept his height at the height of ordinary people. Even so, he was almost ten feet long at that time.

At this moment, he has no mana left, all magical powers and secret methods have failed, and his body has 'returned to normal'.

It's just that the world he lives in, geographical environment, astronomical climate, etc., are completely different from Liangyitian. A subtle 'crunch' sound.

Under such pressure, Lu Yu's figure must have shrunk.

Even so, his body at the moment is about two feet, three or four feet tall, while Zhou Laodao and these caravan guys seem to be "extraordinarily normal" in size, the tallest is no more than eight or nine feet, and the short The ones are only about seven feet tall, and there are even a few boys who act as scouts, only a little over six feet tall.

Compared with Zhou Laodao and others, Lu Bi can be called a 'miniature giant'.

Zhou Laodao supported the tattered bamboo hat on his head, squinted his eyes and looked up and down Lu Bi—the torn wound on Lu Pu's chest, the palms that were crushed by a huge force like boneless chicken claws, and those Twisted legs and more.

After sizing it up, Zhou Laodao picked Lu Ni's chin with the tip of the knife, and said with a dry smile: "Brother, you are in trouble... Such a burly physique is rare, um, can make you With such injuries, is it possible that there are some big bandits around here?"

The faces of the guys in the caravan changed suddenly, and many of them turned their heads in unison, looking around the grove.

"Forgot." Lu Yan looked at Zhou Laodao very frankly. This guy had a treacherous gaze, with an inexplicable sophistication and ruthlessness. He was obviously a veteran, not someone who could be fooled easily.He said honestly: "My brain hurts badly, who am I, how did I come here, who hurt me, I forgot all about it!"

Zhou Laodao frowned, and looked at Lu Yu's upright, handsome face very seriously.

His lips twitched, he muttered a few words silently, and then slowly shook his head: "You just said that there must be a re-report? The man is more interested in this, but seeing that you don't have anything, you don't even have a luggage. , how do you repay our men? Do you promise with your body? Our men don't pay attention to this!"

Lu Yu opened his mouth and was dumbfounded.

Penniless?

Uh, yes.

In the past, when he was in Jishengtian and Yuanlingtian, Lu Qi still carried some space instruments such as rings, bracelets, sachets, and jade pendants with him. There were large or small spaces inside, which could accommodate various cultivation resources.

But when he arrived at Liangyitian, when his Dharma became more proficient, his cultivation soared, and he was able to open up the Palm Buddha Kingdom, those fragmentary rings, bracelets and other things would have been eliminated by him long ago, and he would throw them to Qionghua Mountain for a long time. The little monks of the pulse went to use it.

How vast is my own Buddhist country, a Buddhist country is a small world, how much merit can it hold?
Especially after getting the world of mortals, there are more than 1 Buddhist kingdoms, and each Buddhist kingdom is comparable to a heaven. Such a vast space can accommodate many materials.

luggage?

salute?

These words are already too unfamiliar.

But at this moment, the Buddha Kingdom that Lu Yu himself opened up can't sense it at all... And the world of mortals seems to have a faint connection, but it can't drive him to do anything at all.

As for the 'promise with your body' or something... Ahh!
You, an old man with a face full of holes, are willing, but Lu Qi is not in the mood yet... Do you think you are the three Qingyou sisters?
After a few dry laughs, Lu Yu said bitterly: "Brother, you are joking... Uh, I seem to be a bit dressed up and saluting, but I don't know where I lost it... Well, I have a lot of strength!"

"Strength?" Zhou Laodao shook his head with a smile, and he muttered in a low voice: "Our buddy is not short of strength. Tsk!"

The long knife in his hand suddenly spun, and a cold light flashed, and the paper-thin tip of the long knife lightly slashed at the thickest part of Lu Yu's chest muscle.

As soon as the saber was drawn, Zhou Laodao's expression suddenly changed—his saber, at his level, is already considered a rare sharp weapon. With great difficulty, he asked a master craftsman to forge the "Soldier of Heavenly Soldiers" for him.

Although it is only an inferior item among the "Heavenly Soldiers", this is not a "magic weapon" that ordinary people can get their hands on!
But with this knife, although Zhou Laodao only used a small amount of strength, the giant tree that is usually as thick as three people hugging can be cut off with one knife.But when the knife landed on Lu Ni's body, there was only a muffled 'poof' sound, leaving a white mark on his skin, and it failed to cause him any harm?
"I... go to his grandfather!"

Zhou Laodao hissed and exclaimed, a group of caravan guys raised their weapons one by one, staring at Lu Yu as if they had seen a ghost.

Zhou Laodao's complexion changed slightly, his wrist sank, and with a 'whoosh' sound, he used [-]% of his strength to slash at the thick flesh of Lu Ni's chest. With a sound of '嗤', Zhou Laodao used great strength to cut through Lu Qi's extremely thin layer of muscle, leaving a small insignificant wound about half an inch deep!

Compared with Lu Bi's "huge body", what is a mere half-inch wound to Lu Bi?
Zhou Laodao's expression changed, and he took several steps back with the knife in his hand.

He looked at Lu Ni in amazement, and hissed, "Grand Monk, we men are all small businessmen, licking blood on the edge of the knife, earning some hard money... You have too much karma, we men dare not provoke you... ...Don't be surprised, today we act as if we have never met..."

After all, he was an old Jianghu, and Zhou Laodao was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat, his legs were so weak that he sat on the ground with his buttocks hanging.

In this wasteland area, Zhou Laodao is also one of the few "true cultivators" within 30 miles. He cut off more than [-] heads with a cloak knife. Territory, prestige.

With his cloak knife, which is within 30 miles around and ranks among the top [-] masters in combat power and record, with [-]% of his strength, he can only cut through a layer of Lu Bi's flesh——Lu Bi's Cultivation level, Lu Yu's strength, Lu Yu's origin, and how terrifying his enemies are, it's just... I can't even think about it!

Zhou Laodao had an inexplicable urge to cry.

This kind of impulse is a bit like the feeling he felt when he was young, when he saw the red aunt who took away his virginity was ransomed by a rich man, and she went away from him... that kind of powerlessness, that kind of emptiness, that kind of feeling... Loss and fear covering the whole body, but also inexplicable envy and jealousy!

Zhou Laodao maintained the last trace of clarity.

He knew very well that he could only pierce a layer of Lu Yu's flesh with [-]% of his strength, and Lu Yu was still seriously injured, lying on the ground and letting him do what he did-if Lu Yu was intact, wouldn't he even Can't even a layer of oily skin hurt Lu Yu?

Such a terrifying master, what kind of terrifying existence could he be able to hurt him like this?

And such a terrible existence has been hurt like this, why did they break out the conflict?
If you can't think about it, think about it...you can't live this day.

I can only go!
must go!
Definitely can't all stay here.

It is even more impossible to take Lu Yu away.

You can't be provoked, you can't afford to be provoked, so, in a place of right and wrong, stay away quickly, otherwise there is a real danger of being smashed to pieces and the nine clans extinct.

Cold sweat kept oozing from his forehead, and the cold sweat mixed with the cold rain continued to slide down his cheeks. Zhou Laodao smiled dryly, with his left hand behind his back, and kept gesturing to the caravan guys, telling them to get out of this ghost place quickly. place.

Lu Yan stared at Zhou Laodao who kept retreating, and sighed softly: "Well, I'm sorry... It's nothing to do with you, if you don't want to rescue the little monk, you just take someone away... ...but you, for no apparent reason, hacked the little monk twice."

"This is cause and effect, this is right and wrong!"

"Brother, if you are tainted with karma with the monk, you are tainted with right and wrong."

"If you don't rescue the little monk today, let the little monk stay in this grove, let the wind blow and rain, and the birds and beasts eat... If the little monk heals his wounds, the cause and effect of these two swords will definitely find you , I have a clear calculation with you."

Lu Yan smiled and looked at Zhou Laodao with a twisted face: "Of course, maybe, you can also try, your knife has a good edge, maybe you can chop a hundred or eighty knives on my neck, try to decapitate me, maybe Just cut off the cause and effect?"

Zhou Laodao's pupils froze suddenly, and his whole body suddenly became murderous.

He looked at the long knife in his hand, and then at the half-inch deep wound on Lu Qi's chest that he had freshly cut.

Yes, maybe, he used this knife to give Lu Yu a hundred and eighty knives, so that he could cut off Lu Yu's head?When the head is gone, the person will die naturally, and when the person dies, all the causes and effects will be gone!

At least in the wilderness with a radius of 30 miles around here, Zhou Laodao had never heard of someone who could live without a head.

Just when Zhou Laodao kept accumulating killing intent in his heart, he was about to go all out and give Lu Yu a "dumpling stuffing" treatment...

Outside the grove, two scouts came rushing over suddenly, one of them was holding with great difficulty the corpse of a small beast whose essence and blood had been sucked dry - it was just outside the grove that was killed by the Tianlong Zen Staff , the little animal shaped like a bamboo rat that was thrown out after being sucked dry by Lu Yu.

"This is, Iron Rat!" A scout clerk hissed, "Master Dao, this Iron Rat was bitten to pieces, sucked dry blood and died!"

Lu Yu looked at Zhou Laodao with a smile.

Zhou Laodao looked at the Iron Rat, and he noticed that on the neck of the Iron Rat, there was a large circle of teeth marks... and with such a big mouth, a man of decent stature obviously couldn't bite such a huge the wound.

Judging from the wound, the murderer who bit the iron mouse's neck and drained its blood, maybe he was about two feet three or four feet tall?
As for the Iron Rat...

In this wasteland, it is also an extremely rare murderous creature.

Iron-eating rats are gentle by nature, and they like to scurry underground, feeding on the roots of various plants and trees underground.However, he is covered in copper skin and iron bones, and steel bars and silver marrow. Although he is not good at fighting, his own defense is extremely strong.

Zhou Laodao is relying on the cloak knife in his hand. If he confronts an iron-eating mouse, there is a high probability that he will lose.

Because he couldn't break through the iron rat's defense at all, and even its fur was hard to damage.

The two-foot-long iron-eating mouse is extremely valuable because of its extremely tough fur—the skin of such a small animal is worth as much as Zhou Laodao piled up on a cart. All the hides!
In this wasteland, famous masters all want to get a leather armor made of iron-eating mouse fur. In ten deserted cities of various sizes, there are only about thirty sets of real iron-devouring mouse leather armors.

far away...

In short, the iron-eating rat has extremely strong defense and is extremely difficult to hunt.

Its fur is the most valuable material on its body.

And the Iron-devouring Rat, which was so difficult to kill, was bitten in the throat and sucked dry of blood.

One can imagine how terrifying this murderer is.

Zhou Laodao stared at Lu Ni for a long time, then suddenly laughed: "The great monk... no, master... the master is in trouble, my heart, old Zhou, really hurts... oh, old Zhou, I'm late , it’s too late, let Master, you suffer!”

With a sound of 'choke', a cold light flashed by the handle of the knife in his hand, and the six-foot long knife disappeared. Zhou Laodao hung the handle of the knife on his belt, and graciously supported Lu Ni's arm, trying to help him up.

It was just a push... an embarrassing thing happened—with Zhou Laodao's strength, he could barely lift Lu Qi's arm, and he couldn't even lift his upper body up.Zhou Laodao's complexion changed, and the caravan guys with knowledge and insight all around looked at Lu Bi as if they saw a monster.

Zhou Laodao's lips trembled slightly, and hissed: "What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and help the master to rest in the car... Hey, take out those few pieces of the best python skin, and chop a few tree trunks My son, build a car shed for the master to avoid the rain!"

Zhou Laodao and a group of caravan buddies, as if they were taking care of their own uncle, helped Lu Ni into the cart and built him a python skin shed to shelter him from wind and rain.

Fresh water and jerky were continuously delivered, and the exposed wounds were wiped dry, and a thick layer of special ointment was applied, and a clean white cloth was used to wrap it properly.Lu Bi's distorted legs and feet were pulled back to their original positions with the joint efforts of several Kong Wu's powerful caravan buddies, and external wound medicine was applied.

Zhou Laodao sat in the car shed and accompanied Lu Yu. A dozen or so carts creaked, creaked, left the grove, and continued to move forward.The good fellows who had been gagging and talking nonsense seemed to have their mouths sewn shut with needles and thread, and there was no more sound along the way.

One day.

One day.

Day after day.

The rain on the wasteland lasts for half a month at a time.

The small caravan led by Zhou Laodao, with hundreds of people, trekked hard on the wilderness where there was no road at all, following the instinct of wild animals and relying on the geographical features that had been deeply remembered for countless years.

There is no flying to escape.

There are no magic tricks.

There is only blood and courage, a pair of iron bones, a sharp knife, and a strong bow and crossbow.

Every day, you will encounter herds of beasts big and small, ferocious, docile, cunning, or cute.Either pass by each other, each is safe, or the blade meets the fangs, a fierce battle.

There were hundreds of thick furs on the cart of the caravan. Lu Bi also drank the blood of hundreds of wild animals in the past half month. Finally, he had some strength in his body. He could barely sit up, and his arms could stretch wave.

These days, he is trying his best to understand the world.

For example, the length of a day and a night here is much longer than the Liangyitian he is familiar with, and the 'one day' between two sunrises is roughly sixty hours long in the Liangyitian... In other words, one day in this world is equivalent to five days in Liangyitian.

This heavy rain that lasted for half a month, in Liangyitian, it was a 'rain disaster' that lasted nearly three months.

However, the carrying capacity of this world is obviously beyond the ordinary.

After such a long period of heavy rain, Lu Bi felt that mushrooms were about to grow on his body, but on the vast wasteland, there were only a few potholes with accumulated water, and there was no flood disaster that Lu Bi imagined.

Obviously, there is a huge network of water systems and rivers in this wasteland, otherwise such a thing would not be possible.

Along the way, Lu Yan also saw the herds of beasts that attacked the caravan, or the herds of beasts that were actively attacked by the caravan—a lot of memory fragments came up from the depths of his mind. With the knowledge he imparted, Lu Yu recognized these strange birds and beasts...

What's interesting is that Zhou Laodao and others killed so many beasts along the way, but none of the supernatural and evil things in Lu's impression were born.

The 'souls' of these beasts were directly swept away by the avenue between heaven and earth the moment they were beheaded.The avenue of this world is domineering, majestic, and full of irresistible absolute authority... There is no way for the souls of these beasts to stay in the world, and it is even more impossible for them to give birth to existences such as 'ghosts' and 'ghosts'.

This is a sense, 'very safe' world.

The only threats facing the caravan were those herds of beasts, as well as some malicious bandits and horse thieves.

However, it is obviously not easy for such existences as bandits and horse thieves to survive in this wasteland.

At least during the half-month journey, Zhou Laodao and the others only encountered an unknown scout, and the other party also stopped seven or eight miles away. After looking around for a while, it might be Seeing Zhou Laodao's team of more than a hundred people was "many and powerful", he turned around and left without approaching or making further tests.

This day, at noon.

The strong wind swept across the earth, the rain clouds in the sky were violently blown away, and the glowing red sun generously showed its blazing face, throwing light and heat to the earth.In the sky, there are some dark shadows hovering, which are extremely large falcons cruising at astonishing heights, searching for prey worth attacking.

Lu Yu sat beside the driver and looked up at the sky.

There is no magic power and the body is weak, but a pair of eyes that have been tempered for a long time are still quite useful. With this glance, every feather of the falcon patrolling hundreds of miles above the sky can be clearly seen.

Naturally, these giant raptors with a wingspan of more than twenty feet would not attack the caravan that Lu Yu was in.

With their size, the animals pulling the carts are not enough for them to swallow in one bite!
Suddenly, a big eagle found a prey worth attacking. It retracted its wings and swooped down almost vertically towards the ground.Immediately there was a dull thunderstorm sound in the void, and white circles of air exploded in front of the eagle's body, and a few strands of unlucky floating clouds were shattered by the swiftly descending eagle.

In just a dozen or so breaths, the big eagle swooped down to the ground from a height of hundreds of miles. After an extremely rapid turnaround and flight, the guy grabbed a bison with a length of five or six feet from head to tail with its two huge claws. , flapping its wings and slowly flying back to the sky.

The miserable howl of the bison came from far away, and the next moment, Lu Yu heard the dull roar of the bowstring.

More than a dozen giant arrows whizzed up, piercing into the big eagle's body with a cold light.Feathers flew, blood splashed, and the big eagle let out a mournful cry, subconsciously dropped the bison it was holding in its paws, and flapped its wings frantically to accelerate into the air.

At the end of the arrow, the thin metal chains were stretched straight, making 'clang clang' noises.

The big eagle fluttered crazily, its giant wings whipped up a strong wind, sand and stones were flying on the ground, there was a faint roar, someone was yelling something loudly, and the metal reflection was faintly visible.

The caravan stopped, and in front of it was a big tree standing alone on the wasteland. Two strong men in leather armor jumped down. A big man with a bearded face was holding a bow and arrow, and gestured towards this direction: "Hujiaweizi is hunting eagles, brothers in the past, stay away, don't cause a misunderstanding!"

Zhou Laodao, who was sitting on the pile of furs, stood up, opened his arms, and laughed loudly towards the two men: "Haha, brother Hushan, it's me Zhou Laodao... Tsk, tsk, that is a split wind!" Sculpture? Your Hu family is surrounded by luck, ah!"

(End of this chapter)