In just half a day, no one in the entire Xuanyuan Town knew about the arrival of foreign forces!
Even Mr. Long was alarmed by this incident!
He even called Xiao Chen and asked him to go to Yuelai Inn to discuss it.
Xiao Chen had already taken off Su Yunfei's mask. He went out for a walk and the two goals he was supposed to achieve have been completely achieved.
One is to pave the way for what he will do next.
The other is to let the foreign forces who are chasing him all the way know that he, Su Yunfei, is still in Xuanyuan Town!
He feels that now, he is just a piece of shit that attracts flies... No, this metaphor is too disgusting, it is still a big piece of fat, attracting many hungry wolves!
Only if he is here, will these foreign forces show their fangs!
After the foreign forces show their fangs, what awaits them will be the brutal brutality of many masters in the ancient Chinese martial arts world!
When Xiao Chen thought about that scene, he almost grinned behind his ears!
He is not afraid of foreign powers having more masters now. Rather, he is worried that there are few masters, so it would be boring to abuse them!
When Xiao Chen arrived at Yuelai Inn, he was a little surprised to find that not only Mr. Long was there, but also several old men.
"Xiao Chen, you're here, sit down."
When Mr. Long saw Xiao Chen, he smiled at him, pointed at the chair and said.
"Mr. Xie Long."
Xiao Chen cupped his hands, sat on the chair, and glanced at the old men.
The first person on the left side of Mr. Long is an old man with a face as red as a jujube. He looks about sixty or seventy years old. His hair is gray, and he looks like a red jujube dropped in the snow.
The second person was a short, stout old man. What made Xiao Chen's eyelids jump was that there was a mace as thick as a bowl at the feet of this old man!
The steel thorns on it shone with a cold light, and there were even patches of dark red on the mace.
If I guessed correctly, those are blood, which have left red marks over the years.
I don't know why, Xiao Chen couldn't help but tighten his anus when he looked at this mace.
If this thing were really inserted into a chrysanthemum, the chrysanthemum would definitely be covered with blood!
Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze and looked to the right side of Mr. Long, the same two old men.
One of them, a fat man with a bald head, was holding a string of Bodhi in his hand and was twisting it.
The other one is a thin man with a hooked nose and a pair of very bright eyes. He does not look like an old man at all.
When Xiao Chen was sizing them up, they were also sizing up Xiao Chen. Who is this young man that can make Elder Long like this?
"Come on, let me introduce to you. He is Xiao Chen. He is one of my juniors."
Mr. Long pointed at Xiao Chen with a smile on his face.
"From now on when I travel around the world, I would like to ask you to give me more help."
"Okay, definitely."
"Since he is Brother Long's junior, he is naturally our junior as well."
All four old men nodded.
However, after one of them nodded, he looked at Xiao Chen and spoke hesitantly.
"Brother Long, is he the one who crippled Lu Gang?"
Hearing this man's words, the other three people also looked at Xiao Chen. Is this really this guy?
"Um."
Mr. Long nodded and introduced the four old men to Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen stood up and said hello to the four old men according to the rules of the ancient martial arts world.
No matter how you say it, these four people can be considered seniors!
"The next generation is to be feared, the next generation is really to be feared!"
The old man with red dates looked at Xiao Chen, stroked his beard and said with a smile.
"Only Brother Long can cultivate late-stage Anjin who are in their twenties."
The fat old man on the right also said with a smile.
"No, no, he was not trained by me."
Mr. Long shook his head.
"What? He wasn't trained by Brother Long?"
The four old men all stared wide-eyed.
"Brother Long, didn't you just say that he was your junior?"
"Haha, he is the grandson of an old friend of mine, so he can naturally be regarded as my junior."
"..."
The four old men were a little speechless, but thinking about it, this statement was correct.
After a few words of greeting, the four old men returned to normal.
In the ancient martial arts world, although there are very few An Jin in their twenties in the later stage, it is not impossible!
Even the grandson of one of them, who is twenty-five years old this year, is already as strong as An Jin in the later stage!
"Brother Long, what do you think of the news coming out?"
The thin man looked at Mr. Long and asked.
"It must be a rumor, right?"
Elder Long's expression also became serious and he spoke slowly.
"I don't think it's a rumor."
The bodhi bracelet in the fat man's hand turned faster.
Xiao Chen watched from the side, what are we talking about? Rumors?
"Have you found out the origin of that young man?"
Elder Long looked at the four of them and asked.
"Not yet."
"However, we cannot be careless. Who knows what foreign forces have in mind... Brother Long, no matter what is in Xuanyuan Mountain, it belongs to China. How can foreign forces get involved?"
The old man with the mace at his feet said angrily.
Xiao Chen glanced at him, and sure enough, just by looking at his weapon, you could tell that he had a fiery temper.
However, he also understood that this was a discussion about foreign powers!
No one here understands what's going on best.
"Yes, Lao Huo is right, our Chinese things cannot be obtained by foreign forces!"
The old man Hongzao also said loudly.
"Then what are you going to do?"
Mr. Long looked at them and asked slowly.
"Of course we'll kill them!"
The one who said this was not the four old men, but Xiao Chen.
After hearing Xiao Chen's words, everyone including Mr. Long looked over.
"Think about how many priceless treasures the Eight-Power Allied Forces took away from China back then? And now, they are thinking about things from our ancient martial arts world? Damn it, I don't know if you seniors can bear it, anyway, I am
I can’t bear it!”
Xiao Chen stood up and said angrily.
"..."
Mr. Long and others were stunned when they heard this, "Eight-Nation Alliance Army? Let me go, look at your expression, it seems like you have experienced the era of the Eight-Nation Alliance Army."
"Seniors, I still have a certain say in this matter."
Xiao Chen looked at Mr. Long and others and said loudly.
"You have a say? What's going on?"
Mr. Long asked strangely.
"Actually, I also know the young man who discovered that foreign forces are interested in seizing the treasure. He is my good brother... He is half of the ancient martial arts world. He came with me this time. He wants to try his luck.
First, where is the destined person? But he unexpectedly learned that a large number of foreign forces were going to enter Xuanyuan Town to participate in this treasure hunt!"
When Xiao Chen tells lies, he doesn't even need to draft it, he just opens his mouth.
"When my brother learned that foreign forces wanted to care about China's treasures, he immediately became angry, and then decided that even if he did not participate in the treasure hunt this time, he would still have to kill these foreigners who were thinking about China's treasures!"
"Okay, your brother is pretty good. What's his name?"
The old man with the mace nodded with satisfaction and asked proactively.
"My brother's name is Su Yunfei."
Xiao Chen revealed Su Yunfei's identity.
"I think you brother did the right thing. Close the door. No matter how the ancient martial arts world fights or kills, it is our own business... These foreign forces are nothing, and they dare to think about what our ancestors left behind.
baby?"
The old man with the mace slapped the table, causing even the tea on the table to spill out.
"Xiao Chen, how did Su Yunfei know?"
Mr. Long looked at Xiao Chen and asked.
"Him? Didn't I just say that he is half a member of the ancient martial arts world and half an official... A large number of foreigners entered China, which naturally attracted the attention of the officials. It happened that after he came to Xuanyuan Town,
I really found something abnormal, so I decided to take care of it!"
"So that's it."
"Brother Long, what do we do? Just watch them bully our Chinese ancient martial arts world? There are rumors from the outside world that the Chinese ancient martial arts world is getting worse year by year. We should also roar appropriately and tell
All over the world, we practitioners of ancient Chinese martial arts are still very awesome!"
The old man Hongzao also said.
Xiao Chen finally figured it out. Both of them have bad tempers. They are the kind of people who don't frighten anyone and will do it if they don't accept it!
"Yes." Mr. Long nodded: "Let's take a look for now. If there are foreign forces entering Xuanyuan Town and want to seize the treasure, then Xuanyuan Mountain will be their burial place!"
When the four old men heard this, they immediately understood what Mr. Long meant and they all nodded.
Xiao Chen also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that China's ancient martial arts masters were still bloody... Of course, he understood better that the biggest reason was probably that they were worried that their treasures would be robbed by foreigners!
Now everyone in the ancient martial arts world is red-eyed, and they all want to get this inheritance or rare treasure. How can foreign forces get involved again?
So, there is no need to say anything, just fight them!
Half an hour later, the four old men left.
"Hey, boy, I think you have a good temper."
The old man was carrying the mace, patted Xiao Chen on the shoulder, and said with a smile.
"Haha, senior, there's nothing wrong with me. I just have a bloody spirit in my bones. If I love anyone, I won't be afraid of anyone!"
Xiao Chen also laughed.
"Okay, we cultivators should have this kind of bloody nature!"
The old man was even more satisfied and nodded.
"Here, give me your contact information."
"Can I give you a cell phone number?"
"If you want a mobile phone number, just give me a WeChat ID. We will keep in touch on WeChat."
The old man with the baseball bat shook his head.
"..."
Xiao Chen was a little speechless. This old man was quite fashionable. He actually used WeChat?
It seems that people in the ancient martial arts world are also advancing with the times!
After the two of them became friends, the old man with the mace wandered away.
"Did you do it?"
As soon as they left, Mr. Long looked at Xiao Chen, half-smiling but not smiling.
"ah?"
Xiao Chen was startled and then pretended to be stupid.
"Mr. Long, what did you say?"
"You're still pretending to be with me, right?"
Mr. Long didn't lose his temper and just looked at Xiao Chen.
Soon, Xiao Chen was disgusted by Mr. Long and quickly admitted: "I did it."
"Including the one on Xuanyuan Mountain last night, right?"
"right."
"I don't care what you do, but I have to say something to you."
Mr. Long looked at Xiao Chen and said seriously.
"You said."
Hearing what Mr. Long said, Xiao Chen felt nervous and asked hurriedly.
"Next time when something happens again, can you tell me first? I'm an old man, and you have the nerve to go into the mountains in the middle of the night?"
Mr. Long said angrily.
"Well, I will definitely remember it now."
Xiao Chen said quickly with sweat on his forehead.
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Two chapters are still written... After the New Year, people came and went, drank too much, and slept all afternoon... The new year and new atmosphere must be updated steadily!
