After a long time, Cheng Huaibao finally recovered from his extreme shock and said in disbelief: "I think these things come from anyone's mouth, but the wood is naturally different..."

After a pause, the rogue seemed to have changed his face in Sichuan in a blink of an eye and said, "Mu Tou, where is the fairy fruit you are talking about? Take it out, don't you want to hide your own private life, right?"

Looking at the face of the extremely familiar villain in front of him, Wuming felt a warm feeling in his heart. After experiencing several great disasters of life and death together, the friendship between the two brothers has long surpassed the blood relationship.

Two jade bottles were taken out of his arms and threw them to Cheng Huaibao. Wuming said calmly: "It's your turn, Xiaohua said, this thing is too medicinal and cannot be eaten."

Cheng Huaibao took the jade bottle, opened the bottle plug and sniffed it deeply, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with an extremely unvirtuous look: "It's indeed a baby, I feel refreshed when I smell it. Do you think that dragon is scaring you? After eating it, it turns into a dragon and flew away. If we eat it, we will become immortals immediately? Then will we see the fairies in the sky?"

The scoundrel boy became more and more excited as he spoke, and his eyes were filled with injustice.

Wuming said seriously: "You might as well eat and read it."

Cheng Huaibao hesitated for a moment, and after a fierce ideological struggle, the rogue finally decided that life is important, it would be fine if he didn't eat this thing, but he became a ghost. Wouldn't he be sad?

He put a jade bottle into his arms and threw the other back to Wuming. Cheng Huaibao said, "One person will suffer no loss."

Wuming smiled indifferently, said nothing, and then put the jade bottle into his arms.

Cheng Huaibao suddenly turned aright, and his voice was a little solemn: "Mu Tou, what should we do next?"

Wuming asked with a slight lock on his eyebrows: "What are Xiaobao's plans?"

Cheng Huaibao's eyes flashed with a slight pride, and he said with slight pride: "I have found out clearly that the names of the four people who are turning around Chang Hongxing. Perhaps there may be any new discoveries from these four people."

Wuming shook his head calmly and said, "Don't Xiaobao figure out the key yet?"

Cheng Huaibao said in a daze: "What's the key?"

The purple light flashed in Wuming's eyes: "Are all the three religions and four sects fools?"

Cheng Huaibao thought about it and said, "Although he is not as smart as our brothers, he is definitely not a fool."

Wuming raised his eyebrows slightly, then smiled faintly and said, "Xiaobao is wrong. We are the real fools."

Cheng Huaibao looked shocked. He knew that Wuming never said anything false. He felt something was wrong in his heart, and his face turned calm and said, "Mu Tie clearly."

Wuming said: "Xiaobao, think carefully. On that day, in Hanzhong, a hundred people from three religions and four sects came to capture the two of us. What evidence were they using?"

Cheng Huaibao is such a smart person. He was as he could see through his eyes. He suddenly jumped up and cursed: "I fuck his mother, these turtle grandchildren just want our brother to die!"

Wuming said slowly and vigorously: "Xiaobao finally figured it out?"

Cheng Huaibao sat back on the ground and said viciously: "If I can't figure it out anymore, I'll become a bastard that I can't figure out. These bastards are so fucking ruthless. Hey? No... If other sects want our lives and have a crush on us, Xuan Qingguan not only did not save him, but also got involved? This... does not make sense?"

Wuming said coldly: "This only shows that there is a traitor sent by Lu Tianqi in Xuanqing Temple, and this person is in a high position."

Cheng Huaibao said dejectedly: "Mu Tou is reasonable, but... but in this way, our brothers, the name of this peerless evil man, will not be a lifetime?"

Wuming looked at Cheng Huaibao calmly, with a strange purple light flashing in his purple eyes. It was as scary as ghosts in the dark forest. A firm and cold voice slowly rang out: "Xiaobao, have you forgotten? Whoever wants us to die will we want them to die!"

After the last time the Kuizhou Prefecture was attacked, Wuming once said this, and his voice and expression were exactly the same.

Cheng Huaibao's mind was shocked, and two dazzling lights shot out from his somewhat dispersed eyes.

"To survive, go on any means!"

Wuming nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, for survival, go on with any means!"

At this moment, it seemed as if the entire mountain was shocked by the boundless murderous aura exposed to the two of them. There was no trace of wind on the cliff as quiet as a ghost.

Cheng Huaibao's solemn expression changed, and he actually laughed again, his tone turned lightly: "If you want to say that those bastards didn't wrong us, Mutou, you are not just colluding with the Demon Sect, you have become the boss of the Demon Sect. Why don't we just start the show and fight those bastards! Damn, who is afraid of whom?"

Wuming had long been used to Cheng Huaibao's changeableness and didn't care. A basin of cold water poured on Cheng Huaibao, who was in a hot mind, said: "The current strength of the Demon Sect is not even as strong as the weakest among the three religions and five sects. Xiaobao wants to do it hard, wouldn't it be that an egg hits a stone?"

Cheng Huaibao regained his rogue face and smiled evilly: "The lean camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how weak the Demon Sect is, it should be much stronger than the Chilian Gang and the Shuangzun Alliance. In fact, if you think about it, the power we control in our brothers is not weak. The Chilian Gang in Kuizhou Prefecture has been firmly controlled by me, and all the masters who can come to the stage have been banned by me. The Shuangzun Alliance is our old team, so there is no need to say more.

These are just forces directly under our control, and there are more forces behind us.

Lao Lintou’s Knight Killer Hall must be on our side. Needless to say, Lu Qingyuan cannot support us explicitly, and he will never make things difficult for us. Although there are Lu Tianqi’s traitors in Xuanqing Temple, those disciples will also sell some face to our two little ancestors.

By this calculation, our brothers are not without a chance of winning."

Looking at Cheng Huaibao's smile and relaxed expression, Wuming suddenly felt something in his heart. After countless storms, Xiaobao was no longer the little slip-on who was discouraged when he encountered a little setback.

A hint of relief flashed in Wuming's purple eyes, and he nodded and said, "Xiaobao is right, but he can't be blindly optimistic. After all, things in the world are changing all the time, and there is no absolute. We must be careful."

Cheng Huaibao nodded, and a terrifying and sinister light flashed in his eyes and said, "We are in such a miserable situation now, thanks to Lu Tianqi's hateful old turtle. Humph! If we don't give him some excellence, wouldn't we brothers call him a peerless and evil?" The four words "peerless and evil evil" were almost said with biting their back teeth, and you can imagine the hatred in his heart.

Wuming shook his head and said calmly: "We can't move him now."

"Why?" Cheng Huaibao almost jumped up excitedly.

Wuming said as usual: "If you destroy him, who will lead us to fight against the three religions and four sects? Lu Tianqi has worked hard for decades, and there are countless hidden sects in the three religions and five sects. If we deal with the three religions and four sects, our strength is ten times stronger, and we are not as good as him."

Cheng Huaibao is such a smart person, and he can't help but slamming his high-highlights and shouting: "Okay, you smelly wood, you have become so powerful in silence! In this way, we will save trouble, just wait for the show. Huh? Take a slow, just sit and wait like this, it's too passive. God knows when Lu Tianqi will start. If he will be ready in ten years, will we still wait for him for ten years?"

Cheng Huaibao's words indeed pointed to the only loophole in Wuming's plan. Wuming was stunned and nodded and said, "Xiaobao's words are reasonable. We should really take the initiative."

A crystal light flashed in Cheng Huaibao's eyes, and he smiled evilly, "I have an idea, let's study it."

After some discussions between the two, Wuming nodded and said, "I'm not afraid that he won't start in advance if I hit Lu Tianqi like this and create such a good opportunity. I'm not afraid that he will not start in advance. I just don't know if Lord Tan is willing to help us, but it doesn't matter. No matter what, I'm going to see my sister, I'll go to Lu Qingyuan."

Cheng Huaibao said with a proud look: "In my opinion, Lord Tan will definitely agree to us that the chaos in the world will inevitably affect Lu Qingyuan. Only our method can enable Lu Qingyuan to escape the catastrophe. People as smart as Lord Tan will definitely not miss it. Hey! This will be a bit relieved of my hatred in my heart, so that the old turtle named Lu will also taste the feeling of being plotted against, hum!"

After saying the serious matter, Cheng Huaibao changed into a rogue face and said with an indecent smile: "Mu Tou, the serious matter has been finished. How about we have changed to a more relaxed topic?"

Seeing Cheng Huaibao's eyes as if it was tangible and dirty divine light, Wuming said helplessly: "What bad thoughts are Xiaobao?"

Cheng Huaibao smiled evilly and said, "I had a pessimistic eyeliner in Fengjie that discovered the dragon and phoenix in Saint Valley in Fengjie. Since people from the three religions and four sects want us to die, don't be polite to them..."

Is there anyone in this world who knows Cheng Huaibao better than Wuming?

Cheng Huaibao just stuck out his butt. Wuming already knew what he wanted to do next, so he curled his lips and said, "Do you want that little phoenix? Are you not afraid of Han Xiaoyue's incident being revealed?"

What surprised Wuming was that the words he said casually, the evil and obscene expression on Cheng Huaibao's face collapsed and collapsed in an instant. He smiled bitterly and suddenly fell to the ground.

It has been a long time since he thought of this beauty that made him dream of. It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but that he doesn’t dare.

The reality is cruel, and the so-called outlaws in the world are simply not worth mentioning compared to him.

A person who dies when he sees light faces an enemy that is almost impossible to defeat. Although he always shows confidence in front of others, he always has inexplicable fear of tomorrow. Who knows whether tomorrow will be blocked and killed by people from the three religions and five sects, and beheaded and displayed for the public?

How can a person who has no tomorrow be with his beloved woman? If he truly loves the other person.

It is precisely because Cheng Huaibao was really moved by Han Xiaoyue that he dared not remember because he was afraid of being sad.

Han Xiaoyue is Cheng Huaibao's dream, the most perfect and brilliant dream. He doesn't want to and dare not touch this dream easily. If he wakes up, only cruel reality will be left in front of him.

Faced with this reality, even the bravest people will choose to escape before their dreams.

In this situation, does he have the right to dream? What else can he do besides escaping?

Suddenly, Wuming understood, and without Cheng Huaibao's explanation, he understood it if he was sympathetic.

Wuming, who was stupid and clumsy, didn't know how to comfort him, and sighed silently and fell beside Cheng Huaibao.

There were stars in the sky, as if the moving light in the eyes of my beloved sister. Looking at it, Wuming became a little confused.

There was silence between the cliffs, and a faint mountain breeze blew across the faces of the two brothers. Cheng Huaibao took a deep breath of fresh air and said leisurely: "Mu, have you ever thought about tomorrow?" There was unprecedented emotion in his voice.

"Tomorrow?" Wuming's thoughts slowly came back to his senses from the stars in the sky. He paused for a moment before he realized it. He frowned slightly and said calmly: "I thought about it."

"Speak and listen."

"I'll have a good meal after going back to Jinfu's old shop tomorrow morning, and then practice it for a day and a night."

Cheng Huaibao didn't breathe, and almost broke his breath. He coughed several times before he recovered. He punched Wuming in anger and said annoyedly: "Damn Mutou, your brother is so sad, you still have the heart to use me to make fun of you?"

Wuming let out a sigh of relief, and his voice was low and powerful. He asked the question that had always been in his heart: "Xiaobao, is life determined by heaven or me?"

Cheng Huaibao grabbed a handful of dust and slowly sprinkled it on the ground. When his palm was empty, he said, "I don't know, I have never believed that there is fate in this world, this ghost thing, but after so many accidents, I feel like there is an invisible hand in the dark, fiddling with everything in the world, including you and me.

When we cracked the conspiracy of the Demon Sect’s treasure map in Xiangyang Prefecture, I felt as if the whole world was trampling under my feet, so proud and so glorious.

But ironically, two months later, we have become a loser. Almost every person in the world is an enemy. Is there anyone in the world who is more depressed and miserable than our brothers?

I didn't go crazy at that time?

Maybe if I can be really crazy, I will be happy. At least I don’t have to think about whether I have a tomorrow.

Now, what qualifications do I have to hope for a beautiful Xiaoyue?”

Cheng Huaibao at this moment may be the most sincere moment in his life.

Wuming patted Cheng Huaibao on the shoulder without knowing how to comfort his good brother. At this moment, he really hoped to have Cheng Huaibao's eloquence, so he would not be able to say a word of comfort when needed.

destiny……

Is it a decisive nature or a decisive one?

In fact, there is no answer in his heart.
Chapter completed!