Chapter 214 The fourth son of Kuntong is chased to

Hearing this, Pucheng's expression gradually became serious. He couldn't believe that the adopted daughter of the head of the Kuntong School was still alive after 20 years.

"Are you here to find me?" Pucheng asked.

"No, me and this Yang... Zhang Xiaodi went to the old site of the Kontong School to have a look. Gu Lian replied.

"Hmm... You can't go to that place!" Pucheng said sternly.

"Why, I'm from the Kuntong faction. I'm going to see my dreamy hometown. When I know that my hometown is the Kuntong faction, I can't go back."

Ding Faner, who was waiting for Gu Lian to finish speaking, suddenly said to Gu Lian, "I believe you!"

Pu Cheng looked at it and saw that Ding Faner's expression was so firm and kind, and there was no arrogance at all. Pucheng doesn't know what these young people think.

"Okay! We are going down the mountain this time to visit the old site of Kuntongpai. In those years... I don't know if it's still there. Pucheng said to himself, "However, don't say that I will always pay attention to you during your three-day assessment. If you are fake, you should know the consequences."

"Well, don't worry, senior, I dare to guarantee it. If Gu Lian is not true, my head will be removed for you." Yang Jing said with his hand.

Pu Cheng fell silent for a moment, and now Yang Jing can say anything with such a chivalrous guarantee.

I don't know when Xiaoyu's mother came in. She stood beside Pucheng and whispered, "Some old friends have come to the door."

Yang Jing and Gu Lian didn't know what they were talking about. They stared at Su Zhen and the woman, but faintly felt a stormy tension.

The room suddenly quieted down, and a few dog barking was faintly heard outside the black hole.

"There are ten people in total," the woman said calmly: "Surrounding this inn according to the direction of the nine palaces, judging from their footsteps, they should be masters of the "martial arts hall", at least four of whom are elders. Maybe this Zeng Rushan is also among them.

"Once like a mountain!" Pucheng snorted, "They came so fast, but did I become a good talker after 30 years of self-cultivation?"

As soon as the words fell, an old voice lit up on the roof opposite and said, "Brother Pu Cheng, Fang Ying, are you two all right?"

Pucheng's eyes flashed with a flash of terrible murder. He said in a low voice, "It turned out to be you, Brother Zeng, the most hypocritical and sinister among the seven sons of Kuntong. You are very popular in Yueyang, but today's martial arts hall is very famous!"

Zeng Rushan's voice outside said, "Since you have come to Yueyang, why didn't Brother Pu come to talk to us old friends about the past? If outsiders know, it will still be a disrespectful thing for me as a senior.

Pucheng in the room smiled contemptuously and replied, "Old miscellaneous hair, what are you doing so late?"

Zeng Rushan replied, "I'm just very happy to see the two brothers and sisters coming. I must invite them up the mountain to meet. I don't care about it, just want to catch up the past."

"Get out of here. I understand your kindness. You still know it." Su Zhen replied.

Another woman's voice sounded, "What a big tone. Brother Zeng can't invite you alone. How about me and the other two brothers?"

Fang Ying's face tightened slightly and whispered, "It's them. It seems that four of the seven sons of Kuntong in those years have really come."

Pu Cheng looked motionless and said slowly, "Even if it's all here, what am I afraid of?"

Fang Ying looked at her daughter with doubts and didn't know that the crisis was coming. She sighed, "The two of us will not break their square sword array, but what about Yuer and Ding Faner?"

Pu Cheng wanted Gu Lian and Yang Jing to talk and said, "I have never asked outsiders, and today is really a dilemma. Yu'er and Fan'er are counting on you."

Gu Lian and Yang Jing met each other and said, "Don't worry, I will protect these two little guys."

And Yang Jing muttered, "Since he is one of the seven sons of the Kuntong faction in those years, although he is shameless, he will not bully a little girl. I'm afraid that others will intervene when we fight." Yang Jing's words were mostly for Zeng Rushan outside the house.

Hearing the words, Pucheng said with a wry smile, "Even if we were brothers, I don't know how many people are secretly jealous of what is hidden in our bodies. If they didn't know where I live in seclusion, they would have come to our door early. These people seem to be to entertain me, but in the final analysis, they are not for that thing? If I don't want to give it, let's see who can take it away?"

After saying that, Pucheng turned around and bent down and said, "Yuer, stay by your sister's side. My parents went to meet some old friends and will be back soon.

Pu Zhiyu asked innocently, "Yuer also wants to go. The 'martial arts hall' must be very interesting."

Fang Ying looked at her daughter's innocent little face and felt sad. She smiled and said, "Yuer, my parents have something to do. Children can't go. You wait in the room, okay?"

Pu Zhiyu nodded and said, "Yuer listens to her parents. Her parents should come back quickly. Yuer asked her mother to coax her to sleep.

Pu Cheng looked at Ding Faner and said, "Kid, don't run around."

"I won't leave. Go ahead. I'll stay to protect this little sister." Ding Faner said.

"Do you want to protect it?" Pu Cheng laughed and said, "Do you know how many pounds you have?"

Ding Faner looked at Pu Cheng indifferently and replied until his laughter stopped, "It's nothing ridiculous. Since I promised to repay you, I'm just going to accompany you with a cheap life at most."

The contemptuous look on Pu Cheng's face gradually disappeared, and he nod and said, "Okay, stay and help me take care of Yuer."

Ding Faner said, "Don't worry, as long as I don't die, this little sister won't lose half a hair!"

Gu Lian and Yang Jing on one side looked at their dialogue and felt that they had become air-like. Yang Jing smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's enough for me to go with you."

"This!" Fang Ying and Pu Cheng were puzzled. Wouldn't it be possible to ask Yang Jing and them to go to death together? And leaving them may protect the two children. So Pucheng said, "This brother is very chivalrous. I know you can do martial arts, but that has nothing to do with you. As long as you can protect these two children. I will be very grateful if I can come back alive.

After saying that, Pucheng waved his hand, and a faint red light lit up in the room, and the color was very strange.

In everyone's hearts, it was strange that they could see that Pucheng was holding a palm-sized bronze lamp in his hand, and the lamp holder was carved with a powerful foreign beast with a ferocious face. The center of the lamp is only as small as a golden needle, swallowing dark red flames.

"Get up!"

Pucheng shouted softly, and the bronze lamp left his hand and floated in the air. The faint red light was like a waterfall, forming a round cover in the middle of several people.

"This is a poisonous lamp. If you don't go out, they can't get in, otherwise the poisonous smoke will bleed to death. Don't move around in the room, let alone touch the lamp holder. If any strangers want to plot evil, there is no need to panic. There are only a few people in the world who can crack the protection of poisonous smoke lamps. Pucheng told him.

"If you don't say anything, we will come in by ourselves!" Zeng Rushan's voice outside the house urged again.

Pucheng roared and responded, "There is a slope 20 miles away from the east of the city, and there are countless chaotic graves. If you are not afraid, follow me!"

As soon as the words fell, a gorgeous red light lit up behind him. It turned out that the blood sword dragon hidden in the scabbard chanted and turned into a lightning thrown into the night sky.

Pucheng's figure flashed, and the man merged with the red light and disappeared out of the window.

"Dad!" Pu Zhiyu shouted.

Shuifang Ying nod to Ding Yuan and said, "Two, Yuer, please."

The jade wrist turned over, a wisp of blue sword light rose through the sky, and the man disappeared in an instant.

Ding Faner looked at the night sky outside the window and said in her heart, "Is this the sword fairy and chivalrous couple mentioned by her father? If I can have such a ability, what are you afraid of those bastards doing?

Pu Zhiyu pulled the corner of his clothes and asked gently, "Brother Ding, when do you think my parents will come back?"

Ding Faner also didn't know that he was more sensible than Pu Zhiyu, and understood that his father must have gone to the open space outside the city to do something with them. As for why Zeng Rushan found them, it seems that other secrets are involved.

Ding Faner heard more or less about the dirt slope and chaotic cemetery mentioned by Pucheng. Since then, there has been an undulating mountain in the west of the city, which is green all year round and called Biluo. Many people say that there are immortals living in the deepest part of Biluo Mountain. In the middle of the night, the hunters in the mountain can occasionally see the seven-color light of Taoism, which is the immortals coming down to earth.

Unfortunately, the mountain road is rugged and the dangerous peaks are difficult to climb. Even monkeys can't climb the seven highest peaks in the Biluo Mountain, so no one can see what the immortals look like.

Pu Zhiyu asked again, "Brother Ding, does your wound still hurt?"

Ding Faner was thinking about something, but she was always interrupted by the little girl and said impatiently, "It doesn't hurt. If you have nothing to do, go to bed first."

And Yang Jing quietly followed the two little girls while they were talking, leaving Gu Lian alone to protect the two children.

Hearing Ding Faner's words, Xiaoyu said "Oh" and walked to the bed. Strangely, the light mask sprinkled from the heavenly lamp gradually spreads to the outside with the movement of Puzhiyu, still containing them. Gu Lian couldn't speak, such a wonderful existence. Still, Gu Lian looked up at the heart lamp and thought that he didn't know what kind of fairy treasure it was, but what's the use of that faint red light?

"Brother Ding, I can't sleep." Pu Zhiyu sat in ** and shouted.

"If you can't sleep, count the sheep, and count a hundred and fall asleep." Ding Faner looked at Gu Lian's very surprised look and said perfunctorily for a moment.

"But I used to tell me stories about immortals when I slept at night."

"I can't tell stories!" Ding Faner thought that this little girl was really spoiled by her parents. Why is it so troublesome?

"Can you tell me the story of your childhood?" Pu Zhiyu said.

"I had nothing to say when I was a child." Speaking of Ding Faner's story, she would more or less mention those elders of the Kuntong faction who lived in seclusion. For a moment, Gu Lian listened. She knew that the girl did not like herself and that she could not disturb their naive dialogue. Her task was to protect their safety.

Pu Zhiyu did not give up and smiled sweetly and said, "You can tell me what books your parents have taught you to read. Have you been forced to practice swords?"