readx;? When the last rays of afterglow disappeared from the land, darkness fell, and the forces representing the darkest side of Fengshan Town began to rise. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Without the herbs, the little monk Mingyuan had the ability to heal the Round Wheel Dharma King.

Fortunately, now he has basically figured out the grandeur of this world.

Unexpectedly, there is no industry in such a vast world, and the most simple origin of heaven and earth, and the vitality of heaven and earth in the air is so strong that the little monk Mingyuan wants to cry.

After 10,000 years of development, the ancient country of China has long lost the pure natural world, and the development of modern industry is beyond imagination, and the vitality in the heaven and earth may not even be one percent here.

Even so, Shaolin is still the birth of several gods and monks and even transcendent characters such as the Consciousness Realm Mystery, if it is born in this world, presumably Shaolin will definitely develop to the extreme.

The little monk of Mingyuan's heart crossed countless thoughts in an instant, and the sound of the sword entering the flesh in his ears woke him up, and at the same time, Zhang Bailian and the others in the next room all got up.

Outside the door, more than a dozen disciples of the beggar gang gathered here, and Zhang Bailian saw the little monk Mingyuan walking out, bowing slightly.

"The little master also heard it, don't go out, the local barbarians in Fengshan Town and the people of the Hai family have done it, I didn't expect the power of the Jiang clan to be so big, and there are hundreds of good hands on this border. ”

The little monk Mingyuan nodded, the shouting and killing in the alley outside was endless, and occasionally the sound of the cavalry's ticking iron hooves could be heard, and the faint smell of blood was transmitted to all directions along the wind.

It's just that sometimes, just because you don't look for trouble doesn't mean that trouble won't come to you, and the shouting and killing outside lasted for half an hour.

The courtyard where Zhang Bailian and the others settled was only one of the inconspicuous ones, but the movement caused by the conflict between the two sides was getting closer and closer to here.

Bang!

The wooden gate was directly knocked to the ground, several stumbling figures fell to the ground like gourds, and several bundles of packages rolled down to the feet of the little monk Mingyuan.

One of the silk ribbon boxes wrapped in silver silk was scattered, revealing a strange flower path, which made the eyes of the little monk Mingyuan shine.

"Ku no flower, it turned out to be Ku no flower!"

The little monk Mingyuan quickly scooped the box into his hand, and as soon as he opened it, a section of special plants with four purple-gold flowers exuded a fragrance, revealing his true body, and the misty purple mist continued to emanate from the medicine body.

Quickly opening the package, the face of the little monk Mingyuan became more and more ruddy, and it contained all kinds of medicinal herbs, and even the treasures of three hundred years of wild ginseng.

"Put down the medicine bag, little bald head, those precious medicinal materials are not something that ants like you can covet!"

Outside the broken wooden door, more than twenty big men in animal skin robes squeezed in, looking at the black-clothed man on the ground who was still coughing up blood, his face showing disdain.

A tiger-headed broadsword flashed, and three unwilling human heads flew up, and blood splattered all over the ground, causing the rest of the big men to laugh.

When the beggar disciples saw these people, they all raised the sticks in their hands, even if they were beggars, they were also beggars who lived with dignity!

Zhang Bailian's face was like black charcoal, the wine gourd on his waist shook, and Sen Leng's murderous aura burst out.

Fengshan Town was thousands of miles away from the headquarters of the Great Qianguo Beggar Gang, and if it weren't for the fact that he had been following Lu Ting's granddaughter's trail before, he wouldn't have come back to a remote place like Fengshan Town.

Unexpectedly, now someone actually said that the distinguished guests of the Beggar Gang were ants, which was provoking the majesty of the 133 rudders of the Beggar Gang, and it was also a slap in his face.

Zhang Bailian, as the eldest disciple of the 'God Beggar' Hong Jiugong, controls six rudders under his hands, and there are 1230,000 beggar disciples, this is not those beggars who are poor and have no force value.

Among the beggars, even if they want to become the lowest-ranking disciple of the ninth generation, they still need the combat power of the first grade, which is completely at the level of a strong Orion.

"Get out of this courtyard and tell the one-eyed dragon in Fengshan Town that my beggar gang asked for these herbs, if he doesn't accept it, just let him come to me Zhang Bailian, Zhang is waiting in the Fengshan branch. ”

If it weren't for the fact that it was estimated that being too flamboyant would attract the attention of the Snake Gate Hui Heavenly Sect, Zhang Bailian would be eager to abolish these swordsmen now.

Beggars?

The beast-robed man at the head of the beast robe had a pale face, and glanced at Zhang Bailian in disbelief, from the other party's body, he didn't see any identity tokens of the beggar gang's children.

However, behind Zhang Bailian, he saw Hao Tong, a fifth-generation elder of the local beggar gang, staring at him with a gloomy face, his eyes full of anger.

The big man chuckled in his heart, secretly screaming for trouble, Hao Tong is not a weak man in Fengshan Town, and he has the strength of the six grades, but he didn't expect to just stand behind the wine gourd man.

"What is the identity of this person, he is even taller than Hao Tong, could it be that he is the helmsman of the Qingtan County Beggar Gang's rudder? No, the helmsman of the Qingtan rudder seems to be Eagle Claw Lan Sangyun!"

The vision of these beast-robed people is not low, as the mixed blood of the Qing Barbarian Clan and the Great Qianguo Human Race who are fighting on the border, they naturally know which forces of the Great Qianguo and the Qingman cannot be easily provoked.

The one-eyed dragon who can unceremoniously reprimand one of the leaders of the underground forces in Fengshan Town, if he has no confidence, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

But as long as he thought of the value of this batch of medicinal materials, the Han led by him was extremely unwilling, and the five medicine bags scattered on the ground could be sold for at least 40,000 Golden Dragon Coins of the Great Qianguo.

That's almost the equivalent of 7,000 gangs under the One-Eyed Dragon, and it takes almost three months to get it!

(Currency: The Great Qianguo uses dragon coins as the currency in circulation, 1 purple dragon coin = 10 gold dragon coins = 1000 silver dragon coins.) The Green Barbarians use obsidian coins as the currency in circulation, 1 obsidian coin = 10 obsidian coins = 1000 obsidian coins, and the two are of equal value. ）

At the border, one silver dragon coin can eat four or five bowls of one-pound old noodle soup, and almost ten kilograms of dry food can be bought, and ordinary people may not be able to earn 1 gold dragon coin a year.

Such a huge value of medicinal materials just let them give up, and no one would be willing to change them, but the signboard of the beggar gang made them dare not act rashly.

The strength of the helmsman of Qingtan County, Eagle Claw Lan Sangyun, is extremely high, and the realm in the Seven Grades is also a cut above their boss One-Eyed Dragon, and Lan Sangyun is a third-generation elder of the Beggar Gang, and he has great authority.

After being silent for a long time, the strong man in the beast robe led by Tie Qing's face was blue: "Your Excellency, our black wolf will not want to offend the beggar gang, but just like this, our medicinal materials are blackened silently, and the gang leader will definitely not agree!"

This batch of medicinal materials was designated by a big man in Qingtan County, Daqianguo, but I didn't expect that someone secretly had the idea of this batch of medicinal materials, and they didn't have the courage to lose these medicinal materials.

As soon as the words fell, more than 20 sturdy mixed-race men all stepped forward in unison, and the tip of the snow bright knife pointed directly at everyone, and Sen Leng's killing machine was about to be triggered.

"Alasa, seeing that the old man and I are here, you are still planning to do it, it seems that you really don't take me, an old beggar, in your eyes!

Hao Tong stood up straight, Zhang Bailian didn't say anything before, and he, the fifth-generation elder, didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the second-generation elders.

Unexpectedly, this group of mixed-race barbarians dared to ignore Zhang Bailian, the eldest disciple of the Taishang Gang Master Hong Jiugong, and planned to make a move, which was a slap in the face of him, the landlord.

Whew!

Hao Tong's rough palms stretched out of the wide robe, his slightly dark hands were covered with calluses, and a pungent smell of blood emanated from between his fingers.

Seeing Hao Tong stand up, more than 20 cold men all frowned wildly and took a few steps back.

The strongest among them is only on the fourth grade, and if they want to fight with the black bone palm Hao Tong, it is simply self-defeating.

The cold wind suddenly drilled into Alassa's teeth, cold sweat flowed down her forehead, and the short braids behind her shook a few times, and her heart was shocked.

The other party just relied on his momentum, and he overwhelmed a group of old knife hands who crawled out of the bloody wind and rain, and if they really started to do it, they would definitely not be able to get any benefits.

Just when Alassa hesitated, the sound of horses' hooves appeared in the outside world, hundreds of cavalry instantly blocked the entire courtyard, and a young barbarian in the prime of life with a golden forehead guard and a roaring black tiger tattooed on his face walked in with a horse's buttocks.

"Alasa, what's the matter, all those raiding killers have been killed?

"Lord Hu, have you expelled those robbers from the Great Qianguo?"

Alassa stepped forward quickly, leaned into the ear of the young barbarian, and instantly a fierce beast-like gaze swept over Hao Tong and the little monk Mingyuan.

His gaze was sharp, as if he was looking at a dead man, and there was no fear at all.

When he swept to Zhang Bailian's body, his eyes shrank suddenly, the muscles of his whole body tightened, and his bones rattled.

This person is one of the henchmen of the one-eyed dragon of the Black Wolf Society, the cultivation of the peak of the six grades, a single name and a tiger, born with great strength, able to tear apart tigers and leopards, and even a group of green wolf riders stationed in Fengshan Town are very afraid of him.

"Hand over the medicine bag, don't blame the past, otherwise there will be no forgiveness!"

The blazing evil qi mixed with the breath of the black mountain horse under the crotch sprayed out, and shot directly towards Zhang Bailian angrily, and the tiger seemed to be testing the other party.

Zhang Bailian couldn't bear it anymore, snorted angrily, and threw out the wine gourd in his hand, the trembling gourd shattered the other party's sound waves, and rolled out with the strength of a super-first-class master.

At this time, the tiger lord's face changed dramatically, his palms came out, and he forcibly stopped the wine gourd, but the strong energy that passed over made his face red, and the whole person was directly hit and flew away from the black mountain horse.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the tiger kicked the ground with both feet, and only after plowing a three- or four-meter ravine on the ground could it be barely blocked, and his eyes were full of horror.

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