"Oh no......"

Xiao Chen's heart tightened, no matter how he ran, the other party always kept a hundred miles away from him, and now he can't run anymore, what should he do?

At this moment, he decided to fight to the death, he couldn't run away, and he could only fight to the death with the golden black foot, just like when he attacked and killed Yun Tianzi in Yanggu, and now the golden black foot can probably be used again.

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate anymore and quickly walked forward, this place was too empty, and he needed to find the best ambush spot to ensure that one hit would be hit.

After about half a pillar of incense, he came to a valley, although it was the middle of winter, but here it was like the spring flowers blooming in March, the water was murmuring, the falling flowers were colorful, and the scenery was very quiet.

But at this time, Xiao Chen didn't care about looking at the scene, the breath behind him was getting closer and closer, he glanced back, and continued to run forward, but he didn't know what he kicked under his feet, and almost tripped him heavily.

"Ouch! who doesn't walk long-eyed, kicking to death is always called a flower......"

Hearing a strange moan, Xiao Chen was startled, turned his head, and saw an old beggar holding his legs on the side of the road howling, but it turned out that he had just run too fast and didn't notice that there was a person sleeping on the side of the road.

Seeing that the old beggar was in shabby clothes, with a bamboo stick next to him, holding his feet and wailing, Xiao Chen was worried that he would attract the person behind him, and asked eagerly: "Old man, how are you?"

"Ouch ouch, dead dead ......"

The old beggar was still holding his feet and wailing, Xiao Chen didn't think too much, and immediately walked over, but when he approached, he was afraid of deception, so he stopped and asked, "Can the old gentleman still walk?"

"I can't walk, I can't walk, gourd, gourd, gourd, gourd, ......"

"Hulu?"

The old beggar kept screaming gourds in his mouth, and Xiao Chen noticed that in the grass not far from him, there was also a gourd, which he thought had just been kicked over, but the wine in it was all spilled.

He walked over quickly, picked up the gourd, and the old beggar took the gourd from his hand as fast as lightning, and poured a few sips of it into his mouth, but not a few drops of wine flowed out.

The old beggar wailed again: "Dead and dead, my wine is all for you to kick, you have to compensate me!"

"This ......"

Xiao Chen looked at the empty wine gourd, at a loss for a moment, thinking that this person was here, and it would be difficult for him to ambush the person in Zangfeng Valley, and said: "I will pay the old gentleman a pot of wine, but now this place is very dangerous, please ask the old gentleman to leave here first, is it feasible?"

"No, no, no!"

Unexpectedly, the old beggar shook his head and said, "If I leave, if you don't admit it when you turn back, who will I go to?"

"This ......"

Xiao Chen frowned suddenly, seeing that the breath was getting closer and closer, he said: "Don't hide it, I am being chased and killed by the enemy, that person is very powerful, if he finds someone here, he will definitely kill the old gentleman, the old gentleman should leave here quickly, so as not to lose his life in vain!"

"Hey......

The old beggar was not afraid at all, but smiled, stretched out his hand to shake the beard of his chin back, and fell backwards on the grass with his legs crossed: "Young people now, they just can blow loudly, I slept here for two days and two nights, and I didn't see a single ghost, you want to scare the old man and call the flower, and make up a decent reason to come out, even if you take 10,000 steps back and say, someone is really coming, that person is chasing and killing you, and it's not the old flower, why should I escape?"

"I ......"

Xiao Chen's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he was speechless for a while, thinking to himself that no, this person is here, and he will inevitably be discovered by that person, so that both of them will die here, and he must lead that person elsewhere.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and arched his hand to the old beggar: "Take care, old gentleman." With that, his body moved, and he went in the other direction.

After walking for about dozens of miles, he came to another valley, when the twilight was four, and the mountains and forests became ghostly, Xiao Chen finally stopped, and at this moment, he suddenly couldn't sense the breath behind him.

"Strange, why is there no ......"

He furrowed his eyebrows, looked behind him, and indeed could no longer sense the man's breath, wondering if the man had not caught up?

After a while, he was sure that the man really hadn't caught up again, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, and suddenly remembered the strange name Hanako on the road just now, could it be ......

In any case, this place should not stay for a long time, he no longer hesitated, his body moved, and he went into the distance, and disappeared in an instant.

......

At this moment, in the valley before, but seeing that the twilight was dreary, and the spring water was flowing slowly, the old beggar squinted his eyes, crossed his legs, leaned against the grass behind his back, and hummed a little song in his mouth, looking like a fairy.

After a while, I only heard him say slowly: "Feng Xuanzhi, I'm old, I came to chase a little hairy boy and chased so many miles, say it, don't you be afraid of people's jokes, you say you, your surname is Feng, my surname is Feng, why is it so different?"

I saw a figure in the distance, a figure slowly walking, that person was wearing a black robe, and he was also wearing a robe and hat on his head, and he couldn't see his face, but this old beggar called him "Feng Xuanzhi", so thinking about it, it should be the seventeenth generation of the valley master of Zangfeng Valley, who was called the ancestor of Feng Xuanzhi by his disciples, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

"Hehe, what's the matter? Now it's faceless to see people or what, with a head covered, mysterious and mysterious......"

The old beggar smiled, turned over, supported his left hand, hung a gourd in his right hand, and watched Feng Xuanzhi approach with a smile, his expression was quite funny.

"I can't imagine that I haven't seen you for six hundred years, and the words that come out of your mouth are still so annoying. ”

Feng Xuanzhi walked up slowly, even though he was now cultivating to a high level, he would never dare to underestimate the old beggar in front of him, the identity of this old beggar was naturally not trivial.

The old beggar was carrying a gourd, and he didn't make a movement to get up, but he stood up suddenly, and said with a smile: "Feng Xuanzhi, don't think that the old flower doesn't know what you're thinking, that young man, you can't move." ”

"Oh......"

The gloomy voice of Feng Xuanzhi came from under the robe, and at this moment, another cold wind blew from the distant woods, and the old beggar smiled and looked into the woods: "The one from Xuanqing Gate, has he finally come out......?"

As soon as he heard the three words Xuanqingmen, Feng Xuanzhi's expression immediately froze, and when he looked over there, he saw a figure slowly walking out of the woods, the person was also wearing a black robe, wearing a robe and hat on his head, and the bottom of the hat was pitch black, and he couldn't see his appearance.

Feng Xuan's heart condensed slightly, could this person be the current head of the Xuanqing Sect, Qing Xuanzi? No, no, this breath should be......

Slowly, the black-robed man approached, and seeing that he was both so faceless, the old beggar suddenly laughed loudly: "I still tell Hanako to live freely, and no one recognizes me anyway, hahaha......"

"Zangfeng Valley Lord, long time no see......"

The black-robed man's voice was a little low, so low that people couldn't tell who he was, just after he finished speaking, he slowly raised his head, and when Feng Xuanzhi saw the face under his robe, he changed color slightly: "It's you......"