Chapter 1

Mancheng.

When a thousand mountains wake up, the morning clouds come out of the mountain.

The spacious streets in the city were full of people early in the morning.

Shops on both sides are bustling, and laughter continues to come from the streets.

Recently, holy mountain came to select disciples. Such a grand event made the whole city very lively. Many young people were eager to try.

Many young people have been dressed up for many years, looking handsome and unrestrained. They feel the flower crazy eyes of those women constantly projected around them. Although they are pretending not to squint, they seem to be dark and happy in their hearts.

"Drive..."

Suddenly, the streets were in turmoil, the crowd was surging, and a group of black high headed horses came rushing. Their hoofs raised dust, the ground shook, and some imposing figures were sitting on their backs.

These black tall horses are majestic all over, as if they are full of explosive power. They are covered with large black scales, with a metallic texture, and even more vigorous.

"Wow, it's the black iron dragon horse. In front of it is the son of song Wuqiu of the Song family!"

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"Young master song Wuqiu is so handsome!"

"There is also white jade wolf riding. There is a childe Mo Bufan in front!"

"The green spirit demon tiger also appeared, and the third young master he also came!"

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Then there was the wolf beast, which was snow-white and strong, and there was a big blue tiger with covetous eyes and fierce temperament.

The crowd was noisy, and the strong and fierce mount shook the ground,

Among the three fierce teams, the first one sitting across was a half aged boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Although the three teenagers are young, their temperament is extraordinary.

At this time, the three teenagers seemed to be rushing to some place, with a hurried look and a look of fierce indignation.

After the death of the three teenagers, they also followed a lot of young sons and masters, all of whom were quite temperament, well-dressed, and seemed to be of extraordinary status.

"Son song Wuqiu, son Mo Bufan, son he San, if any one likes me, I'll be happy!" A girl's face was full of flower mania and her eyes were blurred.

"Forget it. How can you be regarded as Prince song Wuqiu? I heard that Prince song Wuqiu and them have successfully built a foundation, and they can go to the holy mountain to practice soon!"

A teenager's eyes are full of envy. If he can also become a martial artist, he can go to the legendary holy mountain. At that time, the little girl in the barbarian city will definitely chase after him and let him choose.

At the end of a noisy street, a slimming figure sat with his back against the corner, his legs wide open on the steps, impressively a half-aged boy who looked like a fifteen or sixteen year old.

The boy wore a coarse cloth robe over his thin body, which looked fat, and there were several holes in the robe.

For his clothes, the boy himself did not care at all, and his mouth was cynical with half a straw leaf in his mouth.

Looking at the vast teams of people who are leaving in front of me at the moment, and glancing at the flower crazy eyes of the girls on both sides of the street, half of the hay in the boy's mouth rises slightly, his eyes look a little disdainful, and he grinned and whispered, "is this handsome? If I had stayed in this barbarian city at the beginning, there would be nothing wrong with these little children."

"You said that early in the morning, young master he, young master Mo Bufan, young master song Wuqiu and a large number of influential figures in the barbarian City, where are they going together?"

Some people doubt that so many men of the moment in the barbarian city are rare to see. Today, they all appear together and look in a hurry, which is puzzling.

"The quota of holy mountain will not start until three days later!"

"This is the way out of the city. Are they going out of the city, Mr. He?"

There is a lot of discussion in the streets, and the emergence of such figures of the moment is the most eye-catching.

"Three years, it's been three years. I know. I know where the third son of he has gone?"

Suddenly, someone shouted, his face full of excitement, like thinking of something, immediately attracted a lot of eyes.

"Three years, I remember, today should be the day when the scourge comes back!"

"God, is that disaster really coming back? The whole barbarian city will never have peace again!"

"He is not only a disaster, but also a pervert."

"Hey, that pervert big color devil is very good-looking, that is... What a pity!"

"Hum, that also needs the disaster to come back. I'm afraid I'm dead after three years in the Manyao forest!"

"No wonder he Sanzi and song Wuqiu Gongzi all appeared. This is to stop the scourge at the gate of the city!"

"The young master of the whole barbarian City swore with blood three years ago that once the scourge could come back to barbarian city alive after three years, it was absolutely impossible for the scourge to enter the city alive!"

"It seems that whether the disaster can survive in the demon forest or not, I'm afraid it's also dead!"

The crowd was in a uproar, and all the people, men and women, old and young, rushed to the city gate to watch the excitement.

Looking at the boiling crowd, Su Yi was helpless.

Didn't you just kiss the girl and hug her by the way? Why did you become a rat crossing the street and everyone shouted.

If it weren't for the girl beating herself in the street, I wouldn't be idle and bored to take any overpowering drugs. Who hasn't been ignorant yet.

Besides, I've said that I'm responsible in the end. What else do I have to do.

"That little girl is the real disaster. It's true that beauty is a disaster."

Su Yi secretly said that for this matter, Mo Bufan, he San, song Wuqiu, those little kids actually made a blood dripping oath. It's true that beauty has been a disaster since ancient times.

"I'm too lazy to see a bunch of little kids."

Su Yi got up, his wide ragged robe swayed, and the hay leaves in his mouth vomited aside with a mouthful of saliva, whistling and swaggering away.

Several girls who turned sideways looked at Su Yi's body and looked at his shabby dress. They originally wanted to avoid it from afar, but then they couldn't help looking more at that face.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, Su Yi is much taller now than three years ago.

Coupled with these three years of inhuman sharpening, although Su Yi's face is not white, her facial features are extremely three-dimensional. The eyes under a pair of slender sword eyebrows flash bright light, which seems to be a thin body, but her body is tall and straight, her skin is bronze, and her ragged robes can't cover a special temperament.

This temperament is very complex, a little proud, a little evil, this temperament seems to come from the bone.

"Hey, this guy is pretty, but a little shabby."

"How can I feel that this guy is somewhat similar to that scourge?"

Several girls passed Su Yi and bowed their heads.

"Hey, where's the man? Why did he suddenly disappear?"

When the girls wanted to turn around and confirm, they saw that the figure had disappeared without a trace. They couldn't help but wonder secretly, thinking that they had just been dazzled.

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Su Jia.

One of the top five families in Mancheng.

He, Su, Mo, song and Liu, these are the top five families in Mancheng and the five generations of martial arts families in Mancheng.

In this world where the strong are respected and martial arts are prosperous, the five families are also the guardians of Mancheng for thousands of years.

The position of the Lord of Mancheng has always been rotated among the five families, but in the past hundred years, the Lord has only been in the hands of the Liu family.

The Su family, one of the five families in Mancheng, has cultivated martial arts for generations and has come out with many strong men.

Even today, when it comes to the old man Su Yuntian of the Su family, the whole barbarian city is in awe.

It is said that twenty years ago, the strong enemies in the wild demon forest attacked and wanted to seize the wild city, and all families fought hard.

Just when the two sides were entangled in the bloody battle, Su Yuntian, the then 60 year old son of the Su family, led a team of elite soldiers of the Su family, killed a bloody path, and beheaded the enemy leader under the sword.

Speaking of that war, the whole barbarian city was still vivid, and the Su family was even more famous, and was revered by the whole barbarian city.

But fifteen years ago, from the day Su Yi was born, everything began to change.

Three years ago, Su Yi made something that finally made the whole barbarian City unbearable, and the city Lord Liu Yunyang was furious.

Finally, the old man Su Yuntian of the Su family had the cheek to protect his grandson himself, which calmed down the huge storm.

The Su family has a large population, and its continuous buildings are like palaces, stretching in all directions and magnificent.

But today, in front of the majestic gate of the Su family this early morning, there were many hidden figures.

These figures were staring at the door of the Su family, as if watching something. They didn't dare to blink more, for fear of missing something.

"Drive..."

At the gate of the Su family, a powerful and fierce team, with neat and neat movements, rode a dark red, strong horse like a tiger and a lion, galloping away.

The Su family guards on the mount showed a kind of pride and pride in their sharp eyes.

With the status of the Su family in Mancheng, as the guard of the Su family, he also has a pride more than ordinary people.

"Hurry up, or there will be trouble."

The leader of this team of guards is a big man in his 40s. He is strong and vigorous, with a fierce momentum. At a glance, he knows that he is definitely living a life of licking blood on the edge of a knife all the year round, otherwise he would not have this momentum.

This big man is indeed not a simple person. His name is Su Baihan. Although he is not a son of the Su family, he has a high status in the Su family and is also a famous person in the whole barbarian city.

Twenty years ago, Su Baihan was one of the elite soldiers of the Su family who fought out of the Mancheng with master su.

"Lord Han, why does the family want us to pick him up? If there's really a trouble at that time, we can't stop him as we are. Song Wuqiu's little masters." A big man behind Su Baihan drove the horse, but he looked puzzled and asked.

"It's not clear yet. No one in the family wants to pick up the young man. There's no face to pick him up. But if we don't send someone to pick him up, looking at today's situation, even if the young man can survive in that man eating place for three years, he will certainly die at the city gate today, so the family can only let us go."

A strong man in his thirties, with his eyes shining with a bit of cleverness, said, "in fact, we're just going to look good and see our luck this time. That man eating place, with that little man's skill at the beginning, let alone three years, even three days, may not be able to survive."

"Don't say, our young man is really a talent. He can make enemies all over the city, and everyone yells at him. Before he returns to the city, it has already caused a storm. For thousands of years, I'm afraid there has been no second man in this barbaric city. I don't know if there is no one coming after him, but at least it's unprecedented." Another big man laughed.

"How can I say this master? He has caused countless troubles since childhood. If he hadn't been in the Su family, he would have been blackmailed long ago." A thin young guard said.

"Blackhand, you think too much. From small to large, in terms of Blackhand, who can play better than our master." The first man to speak said to the thin young guard.