Chapter 17 Fang Ling's Confusion

The four brothers in western Sichuan died in an instant. These four extremely evil people who were rampant in the north of the Yangtze River died innocently, especially the second and the third. Maybe they didn't know where the two master-level masters who killed them came from?

Tear the void? That's something that only the god of war can do.

There is also the confusion of the boss's one-eyed. Although his moves are not exquisite, they are also refined. They are constantly refined and refined in the struggle of life and death. Why can't they even stop the other party's move?

Especially the emptiness from the other party's blade, which is empty but seems to be able to devour everything. All the power of qi and blood is like a flame in front of it, melting and melting, and a trace of engulfed.

It is the same realm of ten thousand enemies, and even the power of qi and blood is more powerful than that of the other party, but it can't even follow a move.

As for the only one of the four brothers who are not confused, they are the four who are open-mouthed.

He died in panic, and a villain who once did all evil died in unexplained horror, which was also a small joke.

The four brothers in western Sichuan are like a stone thrown into the river, with slight waves, that's all.

But Fang Ling's heart could not calm down for a long time.

The wind on the mountain road is a little cold, and it is still a little depressed in the afternoon near dusk. In Jiangbei, the frost on the mountains and fields has not yet melted. Although the breath of spring has come, the bleakness of winter has not faded away.

She tightened her robe and raised her eyes slightly to glance at the old acquaintances beside her.

At the time of the Killing Sect, she did not have the opportunity to look at Wu Pengwei at close range. At this moment, she carefully found that the other party seemed to be a completely different person.

The black hair casually draped behind his shoulders and tied it into a ponytail with light yellow cloth strips. His handsome face was much more mature than what he saw in the Wuwang Competition, adding a lot of fortitude. The bloody killing of the "Endless Sea" seemed to have baptized him and refined his sharpness, like a sharp blade hidden in the box. You can pull out and hurt people at any time.

The biggest difference from the past is that Wu Pengwei has a sense of awe-inspiring domineering.

In the past, he was always as quiet as a deep mountain and cold pool. Although it was quiet, it was not scary. At most, he just couldn't guess. Now, he is not only unable to guess, but also scared. Behind the silence, there is unparalleled power, which can set off a huge storm at any time.

What makes Fang Ling's heart tremble is that in only half a year, he has experienced several transformations. Whether it is strength or momentum, he has climbed to an unreachable peak.

It is still the same old acquaintance. I can still vaguely remember the situation when he followed him more than a year ago and diligently learned how to use "floating wave steps". But now, she can't believe that this young man who can easily kill ten thousand enemies is the silent teenager in the coastal town.

The two faces overlap in one place in the mind, which is obviously exactly the same but very different.

So, something seemed to be stuck in Fang Ling's throat, and he couldn't say a word.

Everything can't be talked about.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in my ear.

"Sister Fang Ling, long time no see."

Fang Ling looked up and saw Wu Pengwei's bright smile. The embarrassment and doubts in her heart were diluted a lot in an instant, and she replied with a mature and charming smile from the other party: "Ha ha, I can't bear your voice. I haven't thanked you for saving my life before."

"There is no need to care about a little thing." Wu Pengwei smiled and asked, "I don't know why Sister Fang Ling came here?"

"Alas, it's hard to say..." Fang Ling sighed and told all his experiences in the past month.

Under the Red Buddha, Wu Pengwei killed Miao Wu with a sword, causing an uproar.

The whole Jiangbei martial arts was boiling, threatening to chop Wu Pengwei, a boy from the south of the Yangtze River, into mud.

Jiangbei at this time is very dangerous. As a member of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Alliance, Fang Ling and Duan Jiuyou had to leave as soon as possible, but they were blocked by mysterious characters on the way back.

The number of opponents is not large, but they are strong, and even Duan Jiuyou and the mysterious suzerain are caught in a hard battle. At that time, the night was confused. After a fierce fight, Fang Ling and the crowd dispersed. She was not familiar with the road of Jiangbei, and she was hunted down. She could only hide along the way.

Just at this time, she met the four brothers in western Sichuan on the mountain road.

These four people are evil and powerful. The leader, the one-eyed boss, went to Jiangnan to do a lot of cases. Later, he was chased and killed by the people of the Martial Arts Alliance. At that time, Fang Ling was also in the group that chased him. He had a fate. He was immediately recognized by the other party and chased him all the way.

Fortunately, I met Wu Pengwei, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"So it is..." Wu Pengwei nodded and immediately said with a difficult face, "It's a pity that I want to take the hanging island, and I can't send Sister Fang Ling back to the south of the Yangtze River. Otherwise, I would be very willing to see her off all the way."

Fang Ling said in surprise, "Well, are you also going to Hangkong Island? Is it for the legendary 'Son of Thor'?

Wu Pengwei was stunned and was about to ask what "Son of Thor" was, but Xiang Ruolan interrupted and asked, "What, Son of Thor?" Are you talking about the legendary appearance of the golden-winged Leiyun Dapeng in 5,000 years?

Fang Ling nodded: "Yes, now the third prince of the Thunderbird family, the king of the 'hanging island', has experienced nine thunderstorms and transformed into a 'golden-winged thunder cloud roc'. His demonic power has reached an amazing supreme state, which is equivalent to our human martial arts master. It is said that this time, even Mr. Li, who ranks first on the Chiyou Monument. They all went to the 'hanging island' by themselves.

"Impossible, this is impossible..." Xiang Ruolan's face changed greatly. "According to the master's hexagram and calculation, there are at least two hundred years before the 'Son of Thor' may appear, but now it is hundreds of years in advance. What's going on?"

More than 7,000 years ago, a "son of Thor" suddenly appeared among the three demon families. He was cruel and violent, and the demonic power was born to manipulate the purest power of the wind. He was so powerful that he led hundreds of thousands of birds to press on human beings. As a result, all the martial arts forces were destroyed at that time. Finally, for some unknown reason, the "Son of Thor" suddenly disappeared inexplicably. There was no leader, and the bird family became scattered sand. It happened that the beast family wanted to take advantage of it at this time and attack the "hanging island", which gave human beings a breath of breath and were able to regain victory.

Since then, the "Son of Thor" has been labeled as extremely terrible by human beings, and its danger is no less than that of the ancestors of the dragon clan - Ying.

Wu Pengwei smiled and didn't think so: "That's great. If Sister Fang Ling is interested, just go to the 'hanging Island' with us, which also saves a lot of trouble."

He went to the 'hanging island' to find the key to the legendary 'Nightmare God Mountain'. He had to gather the treasures of the three demon clans to go to the Nightmare Mountain. Now, he only has only one "Dragon Heart Ring", the most precious treasure of the "Endless Sea" dragon clan.

Wu Pengwei saw Xiang Ruolan's solemn face and kept muttering to himself, so he asked, "Miss Xiang, if it's not convenient, you can go back first and discuss it with your master 'Mr. Water Mirror'."

Xiang Ruolan shook her head: "No, if the legendary 'Son of Thor' appears, my master will definitely go there, and I will definitely find him there."

"Yes, I don't want to leave my mother, and I don't want to leave 'Xiao Yi'." The "Xiao Wei" beside him didn't know where he came out and grabbed Wu Pengwei's arm and kept acting coquettishly.

This sudden scene made Fang Ling a little unacceptable.

"Miss Xiang, this is your son...?"

Seeing Fang Ling's expression getting more and more strange, he quickly explained to Ruolan, "No, he is a little guy I adopted on the road. His brain is a little abnormal. Miss Fang, don't think too much."

Fang Ling smiled generously: "I'm also surprised. Xiang girl is only twenty-eight years old this year. How can there be such a big child? Don't be surprised. Ha ha, I talk too much."

However, after looking at it for a moment, Fang Ling felt that this guy's appearance seemed to be too similar to Wu Pengwei. In fact, it was not only similar. It was exactly the same. Except for the different expression, the two seemed to be carved from the same mold.

Facing Fang Ling's doubtful eyes, Wu Pengwei could only report a wry smile: "There are some things that are inconvenient to tell Sister Fang Ling. I can only tell you that he is not my relative."

"Xiao Wei" next to him interrupted again: "Yes, you are my father."

Wu Pengwei immediately stared at him fiercely, but the latter made a grimace and suddenly circled behind Xiang Ruolan.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. He is not related to me." Wu Pengwei quickly explained.

"But it's so similar that even twins won't be so similar?" Fang Ling's face was full of doubts, and his narrow and bright eyes were full of disbelief.

For this reason, Wu Pengwei can only return a wry smile.

(Late, yesterday's chapter 3)