The Double Ninth Festival was over, and the caravan was preparing for the return journey. They planned to go back the same way in the first half of the journey, to pick up the goods set in the itinerary.A group of people rushed to the foot of Taihang Mountain, and it was noon, so they rested in the woods by the roadside.

Mo Wuming took the initiative to invite Ying, Yanzi and three others to find some wild animals, and the five of them divided into two directions.It's already autumn, and the mountain road is covered with dead branches and fallen leaves. When you step on it, there will be a "click, click" sound. It is the beautiful color of the mountain. Mo Wuming and Yanzi are walking farther and farther with great interest.

I picked a lot of fruits and mushrooms along the way, but I didn’t see any prey. I heard the gurgling water from a distance. Mo Wuming thought, there will always be traces of animals where there is a water source. I really didn’t catch a few fish. also good.

Yanzi agreed, and the two turned to one side following the sound of water. Suddenly, Mo Wuming grabbed Yanzi and said solemnly: "Wait a minute, there is a sound.".

"What sound?" Isn't it the sound of water?

"Hush, listen carefully." The martial arts practitioners had sharp eyes and ears, and when they searched carefully, they heard the sound of weapons colliding with each other in the distance.

The two looked at each other, Yanzi lowered his voice and asked, "What should we do? Shall we go and have a look?" His eyes wavered hesitantly, he wanted to have a look, but he was afraid of bringing disaster to the caravan, so he looked anxiously at Mo Wuming to take a idea.

Mo Wuming thought for a moment, but decided to see what was going on. In the same mountain, if they ran into each other head-on, it would be troublesome if they didn't know everything.

"Be careful, don't be discovered." Still worried, he carefully gave Yanzi psychological training, "We encountered many crises on the road, and it's not like we haven't seen blood when confronted with bandits. The head suddenly flew in front of your face and stared at you, you have to keep calm and don't make a sound, you understand?"

Don't yell!

Thinking of the picture described by Mo Wuming, Yanzi trembled inadvertently, the picture was too beautiful to make a sound.He nodded quickly, and raised his hands to promise: "Never yell, yell, or make a sound."

The two slowed down their breathing and gently pushed aside the bushes. A clear stream finally appeared in front of them, but no one paid any attention to it. Seven men on the other side of the stream were fighting around the middle.The seven people in a circle had different clothes and hairstyles, and they were equally unkempt. The seven different weapons were exquisitely armed. The person surrounded was dressed in a black narrow-sleeved riding suit, capable and dashing.

Yanzi couldn't take his eyes off him. These people must be people from the Jianghu. This martial arts technique is completely different from his concept, and he can't beat any of them.

And Mo Wuming looked at it, but his thoughts drifted uncontrollably. This scene was so familiar. It was the first time he saw Fang Mian. In the dense forest of the back mountain, the man was besieged by many people.

Thinking of Brother Fang, I don't know how he is doing now?He collected himself, looked to the other side of the river, and realized that the man looked a bit like Brother Fang? !

He looked carefully, and saw that the man in black had elegant and smooth swordsmanship, and his martial arts were more than a star and a half better than Brother Fang, but the seven people on the opposite side cooperated tacitly, and their strength was not comparable to that of a small fish and shrimp.I haven't seen the person clearly yet, in the blink of an eye, the person in the middle is tied up, and the other six are staring at him.

Mo Wuming was a little anxious, the man turned his back to his direction, couldn't see his face clearly, although his figure was thin, he looked stronger than Brother Fang, he was hesitating, a man came out from the diagonal stab, punched out , Rescue the man under the sword in a crisis.

Mo Wuming stood next to Yanzi, watching carefully.About half an hour later, the two men fought hard to seriously wound seven people to the ground. Without much hesitation, they made up a knife or a sword, and they could feel the red blood dripping from the cold weapon reflecting the light from a distance. .

The two men carried the corpse and threw it down the valley. When they turned around, Mo Wuming saw two fuzzy but bearded faces.

When it was confirmed that the two had left, Mo Wuming and Yanzi turned their heads to look at each other, and both saw the fear and prudence in each other's eyes. Although the two were injured, if they confronted their caravan, there was no guarantee that everyone would be safe. I can go home with all my beard and tail.

They stopped staying and hurried back to the resting place, and the group quickly bypassed this place of right and wrong.

Here Fang Mian was tied up, at the moment of life and death, Tong Baixiong rushed over, he had more internal strength than everyone present.He is tough in boxing and brave, but it is also a bit difficult for him to face seven people.

The two used all their strength, and finally brought down this group of people.After the corpse was processed, the two dragged their seriously injured bodies and left the place first.

As soon as Tong Baixiong caught up with Fang Mian, he saw the crisis scene and didn't have time to think about it, so he fought fiercely for a while, and now he had time to ask: "The seven tigers of Ludong are brothers with different surnames, they eat and live together, and cooperate with each other. It is extremely tacit understanding, and it is difficult for ordinary people to fall into their hands, how did you recruit them?"

"I didn't provoke you, I just listened to what they said. It should be that someone wanted my life, and they were just doing things for money."

Fang Mian dragged his injured wrist, and sadness flashed in his eyes. It seemed that Master Ren wanted to attack him. He helped him deal with so many people, and now it was his turn to be dealt with, heh.

"Who is so ruthless and wants to kill you?" Tong Baixiong was stubborn but not stupid. He muttered and analyzed alone, "You don't have many appearances in the world, and you don't have any enemies. The one who wants to kill you won't be We teach people, right?"

Thinking of this possibility, the old boy was in trouble, but the more he thought about it, the more he was right. It was that the people in the church wanted to kill Brother Fang, and then he thought of someone, and suddenly said loudly: "Is it Xiang Wentian, who is staring at you all day long?" The shit 'Heavenly King Lao Tzu'?"

"Maybe." Fang Mian bled a lot, and said that he felt weak, and he felt a sense of urgency, for his life.

The two of them took a rest and rushed back to Heimuya without staying too long.

As soon as Fang Mian went up to Heimuya, he saw Xiang Wentian, who greeted him with a false smile.

Before Fang Mian could speak, Tong Baixiong stepped forward and grabbed Xiang Wen's leader, gritted his teeth and glared, "Damn Ge, you wicked bug, I punched you..."

"Brother Tong, don't be impulsive."

Stopping Tong Baixiong, Fang Mian stared at Xiang Wentian without saying a word. Seeing the unwillingness flashing in his eyes, Fang Mian raised the corner of his mouth contemptuously: "Let's disappoint Xiang Zuo, I'm going to meet the leader next time. You, let Open up."

Tong Baixiong followed Fang Mian and left with anger in his eyes. He couldn't beat the left envoy of the God Cult for no reason, and he couldn't beat him. bear.

No, he has to practice harder, and the next time he punches that old man, his eyes burst into flames, and he immediately bids farewell to Brother Fang and runs to his mansion.

Fang Mian didn't go to see Ren Woxing immediately, but walked towards his mansion.When the attendants saw the deputy leader coming back, they prepared food and water in full swing, bathed and changed the master's clothes, and treated the wound.

Swinging away the crowd, he shaved himself, soaked in the bathtub, thinking about the way to break the situation, Ren Woxing became murderous towards him, he just accumulated some prestige while eliminating dissidents for him, it shouldn't be like this He's about to be replaced.

He leaned against the bathtub, closed his eyes and leaned back, his body slid down, the water swayed, and the scalding water slid across his skin, leaving strings of water marks. He didn't understand what made Master Ren feel threatened?Ren Woxing is headstrong and conceited, and he is invincible with his magical skills. He can slap himself to death with a single slap, but he is far from being feared by Ren Woxing.

Suddenly thinking of a possibility, Fang Mian's eyes fluctuated. His own martial arts are not advanced, and those who agree with him may betray him at any time. Could it be that the leader's magical skills... something went wrong?People who have been dealt with on Yashang recently for various reasons have deep internal strength in Jianghu.

The next day, when the meeting was held in the hall, Fang Mian reported the specific situation of the Longxi sub-helm with injuries all over his body, and then downplayed the fact that he was attacked by the Ludong Seven Tigers on the way back and killed them.

There was a sound of breathing in the main hall, and cheers for the deputy leader.Well killed, the Ludong Seven Tigers are notorious, whoever they are staring at is not cramp, the death is miserable, and few people escape.This time, he even directed his attention to their Sun Moon God Sect. It cannot be forgiven.

Ren Woxing looked sullenly at Fang Mian, who had his head down. The killing intent that he hadn't thought of before turned into fear after the other party came back safely.He praised Fang Mian perfunctorily, then turned around and assigned Tong Baixiong a lot of tasks.

On the surface, he wanted to show that he valued Fengleitang, but in fact he stared at the bear angrily. He really had nothing to do. He stayed on the cliff and walked down the cliff everywhere. Otherwise, Fang Mian would never appear in front of him again. It was actually a blockage.

The temperature plummeted, and it was already winter. Fang Mian recuperated, and began to help Master Ren deal with educational affairs and... people, it seemed that the gap of suspicion had never appeared.

Xiang Wentian saw that Fang Mian's wrist was sharper, and he paid a worried visit to Master Ren: "Master, Fang Mian has already become suspicious of you, he is so ruthless and decisive, he eliminates dissidents, and his momentum is getting stronger and stronger, but how can it be good? "

"I've already made up my mind, so I don't need to worry about it anymore." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes flashed, and then there was pride and fierceness in his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his beard trembled.

"What's the master plan?" Seeing the master's demeanor, it seemed to be a brilliant idea, and Xiang Wentian relaxed.

"You will know in the future."

Seeing that he couldn't come up with the question, Xiang Wentian retreated suspiciously.

The next day in the main hall, Ren Woxing stood up from the high seat, and loudly praised Fang Mian's contribution to the divine religion, with a sincere and sincere tone, and finally said: "This seat is very optimistic about the deputy leader, and I hope that one day he can take on the position of this seat." burden, and to reward him for his dedication, this seat has decided, "

Ren Woxing took out a wooden box, opened it in public, revealing the true face of the treasure, looked at Fang Mian and said: "Pass the treasure I teach to the deputy leader."

"Sunflower Treasure!"

There was an uproar in the audience, some were excited, some were jealous, and some were greedy.

Fang Mian was also very surprised and excited. It is possible that he really guessed wrongly the leader's intentions before. The leader actually intended to train him and gave him all the martial arts treasures.

He clenched his hands tightly, restraining the excitement erupting in his heart and the little doubts in his heart. Amidst the confused and puzzled expressions of the crowd, he stepped up the high steps step by step, knelt on one knee, raised his hands, and reverently Accept the reward given by the leader.

He was supported by Ren Woxingxu, and then declared loudly: "Thank you for the love of the leader, I will definitely live up to the importance of the cultivation of the leader, and shed my blood for the leader and the religion!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xiang Wentian was so angry that he couldn't speak, he left the hall and went straight down the cliff.He was really disappointed when he refused to listen to the leader Ren's repeated persuasion. He was furious and disheartened for a while, and he was also afraid of being targeted by Fang Mian, so he stopped asking about things on the cliff when he got off the cliff.

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Hmm~ There should be no changes in the next two days, so bye bye

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