At noon, Su Tang, Xi Xiaoru, as well as Erlang and Balang, climbed a hill together, looked into the distance, and saw the crowd at the foot of the mountain, countless men and women, laughing and walking.

"Why is it so lively?" said Jiro in a suspicious tone.

"This is the Golden Flower Society. "Su Tang has already read all the information in Fengyu Building, so he naturally understands what is going on in front of him.

"Golden Flower Society?" Hachiro said, "I've never heard of this sect. ”

"The Golden Flower Festival has nothing to do with spiritual practice, it is a traditional festival in Shacheng. Su Tang said with a smile: "There is a kind of chrysanthemum near Shacheng, because it can only grow in the sand, so it is also called Shaju, Shaju is golden yellow, and countless Shaju will be used every time it is celebrated, and it will be called Jinhua Club slowly." ”

"Let's go down and have a look. Xi Xiaoru was a little curious.

The four of them walked down the hill and slowly approached the flow of people, they came this time to prepare to rob the road, except for Su Tang, the spiritual weapons were all brought on their bodies, Xi Xiaoru needless to say, Erlang carried two battle axes on his shoulders, and Hachiro had a long sword hanging from his waist, this outfit made people know their identities at a glance, however, some of the girls in the flow of people were not afraid of them, they rushed out with joy, grabbed something from the bamboo basket, and threw it at the four of them.

Clusters of golden flowers rained out in the hands of the girls, and fluttered and sprinkled, coupled with the smiling faces of the girls, the scene looked extremely beautiful.

Su Tang and several people had more or less petals hanging on their bodies, and those girls turned their heads and burrowed into the crowd again, continuing to throw chrysanthemum petals while running, and in the blink of an eye, the road they passed through had turned golden

It is impossible for the passing crowd to recognize them, but there are always people smiling here, this kind of friendly atmosphere not only makes Erlang and Hachiro stunned, but even Su Tang, who knows a lot of inside information, is also a little distracted

The path of cultivation is too sinister, they are used to seeing killing, and in all seriousness, almost none of the cultivators are pure, and the scene in front of them seems to be out of place with the world they are familiar with.

"A girl of this age...... How to say that...... It's wonderful. Su Tang sighed: "I feel like this, am I old?"

The girls who are responsible for scattering flowers in the Golden Flower Club are mostly about fifteen or sixteen years old, saying that they are not big or small, and they understand some things, but their hearts are still pure, and their smiles are brighter than the other.

"My brother and I have traveled a lot, but we've never seen anything like this, and it looks like ...... We do underestimate the Xie family. Jiro sighed.

"It has nothing to do with the Xie family. Su Tang said: "Shacheng can have such a scene, thanks to the strength of Mr. Yu Wencheng Yu of the Wind Pavilion. ”

"Oh?" Hachiro frowned, he just wanted to speak, another group of girls ran towards this side, throwing petals at them, Hachiro closed his mouth, and when those girls ran away, he said softly: "Listen to Qingxue, Brother Su, you have already laid down the Wind and Rain Tower in Storm City?"

"What?" Su Tang asked rhetorically.

"Brother Su is so young, he naturally has great ambitions, it won't be long before he turns his attention to this side, right?" Hachiro said.

"That was for later. Su Tang said lightly: "Now the conditions are not mature enough. ”

"At that time, I also ask Brother Su to be merciful. Hachiro said slowly: "Since Brother Su also thinks that the scenery in front of him is beautiful, then don't completely destroy it." ”

"That Mr. Yu Da can make the people here laugh so happily, he deserves a good death. Erlang said.

Su Tang didn't speak, because he couldn't make any guarantees, and no one could predict how things would develop.

"The Xie family and Mr. Yu Da are all the way?" Hachiro asked.

"It's not. Su Tang shook his head and said: "There has been a conflict, Mr. Yu Da is the one who swallows his anger, and they can't afford to provoke the Xie family." ”

"It's strange...... Hachiro muttered, "The Foggy Mountain is so close to Shacheng, how can I watch the Tingfeng Pavilion take root? ”

"The Xie family has become a small climate, and it also has its own spiritual vein. Su Tang said: "This piece of Sand City, they don't look down on it, not to mention that Mr. Yu Da is very popular in Sand City, and if he wants to destroy Tingfeng Pavilion, he doesn't know how many people will be killed, and there is no benefit, so why make people angry? ”

"So...... Brother Su doesn't look down on Shacheng either?" Hachiro said with a smile.

"I'm different from the Xie family, they want resources, and I want people. Su Tang said.

At this time, many warriors walked along both sides of the crowd towards Su Tang, but they just glanced at Su Tang and the others a few times, and continued to walk forward without much trouble.

"Are they the people who listen to the Wind Pavilion?" said Erlang.

"It should be. Su Tang said.

Hachiro looked at the back of the crowd with his feet crossed, "How many people are here?" ”

"Usually half of the people in Sand City will come to the Golden Flower Festival. Su Tang smiled: "When they get to the front, they will go back, and then cross the main street of Shacheng, and then sprinkle the remaining petals into the sea, and it will be over."

While they were talking, there was a sudden faint cry in front of them, far away, and the view was blocked by the hill, and they could only see a group of black people surrounding them.

"Let's go over and see what's going on. Erlang said.

A few minutes later, Su Tang and the others arrived, and without running the spiritual vein, their strength was far beyond ordinary people, and they squeezed in very easily.

A girl squatted on the ground and cried, surrounded by seven or eight samurai in black suits, obviously not from the Wind Listening Pavilion, led by a teenager, about sixteen or seventeen years old, only he was wearing a bright red robe, and he was wearing a lot of ornaments up and down his body, and when he pointed and spoke, the ornaments also clanged.

"What are you crying about? Broken master's things, do you think crying is over?" The young man shouted impatiently: "And the master didn't let you pay for it, from here, the master will let you go, this is not okay?"

"Young Master Xie, she has drilled twice, you are deliberately making things difficult," a warrior from the Wind Pavilion couldn't help but exclaim.

", where is there a place for you to talk?" the boy glared.

In terms of numbers, the warriors in the Wind Pavilion were several times larger than the other party, but their momentum was far inferior to that of people, and when they heard the young master's shouting, the warrior who spoke just now retreated timidly.

"Do you or don't drill?" called the boy.

The crying girl wiped away her tears and crawled towards the boy aggrieved, who spread her legs and waited with a smile.

The girl's head had just drilled under the boy's crotch, and the boy suddenly sat down and was riding on the girl's neck, the girl should have suffered a loss before, and she had thought about how to deal with it, so she immediately leaned down, used her hands and feet together, and sped up to rush over, but the boy was a samurai after all, and she sat down hard, not something she could fight, and then with a pop, the girl was crushed to the ground, and most of her face was buried in the dirt, and the boy was still firmly riding on her neck.

The samurai in black suits let out loud laughter, and the samurai in the Wind Pavilion all showed angry expressions, but still no one dared to stand up.

"It's a nice view, why did this kind of thing pop out all of a sudden?" Jiro exclaimed, "It's like drinking a good wine and suddenly a fly flies into your mouth, it's disgusting."

Erlang didn't think to hide himself, his voice was very loud, and most of the people around him could hear it clearly, and a pair of eyes converged and focused on Erlang.

The young man was furious and looked sideways over here, but when he saw Xi Xiaoru at a glance, he immediately forgot Erlang's rudeness and walked straight to this side.

Su Tang said that the girls who sprinkled flowers were extremely beautiful, but psychologically, reminded him of the carefree years, if it was really compared to appearance, those girls were far from Xi Xiaoru.

"Little beauty, where are you from?" the young man smiled, "It shouldn't be from Shacheng, otherwise I would have seen you before." ”

"Get out. Xi Xiaoru said coldly.

"Be respectful" The black-clothed warriors behind the young man immediately gathered around, and one of the warriors shouted: "This is the thirteenth young man of the Xie family"

Xi Xiaoru didn't take these warriors seriously at all, but Su Tang's plan was to rob the Xie family's caravan, lure out the Xie family's cultivators, and then annihilate them one by one, now is not the time to cause trouble, so she forced herself to suppress her emotions and turned her gaze away.

Xi Xiaoru did this, so that the warriors of the Xie family sensed a wrong signal, that is, Xi Xiaoru was scared and flinched.

"What are you yelling about, don't scare people," the young man shouted unhappily, and then he pushed away the samurai who was blocking him, and said as he walked over to Xi Xiaoru: "Little beauty, don't be afraid, don't be afraid...... I'm not a bad person, sir. ”

Xi Xiaoru was furious, cultivators would always speak with strength, she habitually reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife, at this time, she remembered Su Tang's plan again, and let go of her hand hatefully.

can make Xi Xiaoru wronged himself like this, and there is probably only Su Tang in this world.

The boy and the black-clothed warriors were startled at first, only to find that Xi Xiaoru's Heavenly Demon Knife was ridiculously large, and then they let out a chuckle when they saw Xi Xiaoru retract his hand.

This is a typical outward and inward

"Wow, what a big knife" The young man sighed: "Little beauty, come, cut here, it's okay, cut here, cut ......here, cut here" The young man said while gesturing his neck with his hand, and at the same time leaned towards Xi Xiaoru, in this land, no one dares to openly move the Xie family, he has enough confidence.

Eight meters, five meters...... The young man came over with a salivating face, Su Tang shook his head, took a step back, and saw that the pockmarked face was getting closer and closer, Xi Xiaoru couldn't help it anymore, and suddenly pulled out the Tiansha knife, and the blade passed, and the hand that the young man gestured between his neck, along with his neck, was cut off at the same time.