Chapter 914

Listening to his narcissistic words, Downing couldn't help rolling his eyes. It's not as good as his face that he has.

In the morning of the next day, they continued on their way to the ten thousand Buddha gate.

Looking at the Tangshi who was walking leisurely all the way, Qimu Feng couldn't help but ask: "master Tang, why don't you fly with the sword? Isn't that faster? "

"How many interesting things do you miss on the ground in the sky? Besides, I'm not in a hurry. Isn't it better to travel all the way to the past? " Tang Ning is not slow to say, young milk sounds very soft and cute.

Listen to his words, pray for the wind also feel a bit reasonable, since he is not in a hurry, they also follow him all the way slowly, when the right to play in the mountains and rivers.

At noon, as they were walking along the mountain road, they heard the sound of fighting in front of them. He could not help looking at Tang Ning, who seemed to have not heard the sound. He continued to walk slowly, and followed his steps. He asked: "master Tang, there are people fighting in front of us. Do we need to take a detour?"

"It's not killing us. Why take a detour?" Tang Ning said disapprovingly, looking at the front, eyes slightly bright, and said: "if you want to start with us, it's good to have a counter kill by the way, and earn some road expenses."

Listening to this, Qimu Feng took a puff of his mouth and said, "master Tang, your brain circuit is really different."

Other people encounter such a thing, the first thought of nature is to avoid the wind, so as not to be affected, he was good, actually thought of a counter kill? By the way, how about some travel expenses? What kind of family can raise such a person?

However, as they walked forward, they only heard the sky above them. When they looked up, several young men in white flying with swords saw the scene below. They flew down from the sky and drank hard. Their swords went to the Raiders.

"Bold madman! How dare you hurt people's lives

Listening to the spread of the words, Tang Ning's eyes flashed a little smile, which was really the tone of pulling a knife to help when the road is not fair. The young swordsmen were dressed in white, and their costumes were somewhat like the clothes of the disciples of the immortal sect of Mo Ye.

"Master Tang, those people are very lucky. When they meet the people of Xianzong, the young people look extraordinary. They are supposed to be disciples of the great immortal sect."

"Well." Tang Ning joined the front door and continued to move forward.

After a while, those ransacked monks fell to the ground, and the rescued family was thanking the disciples. At the same time, a still alive sanxiu secretly pressed his sleeve arrow on his arm and fiercely stood up and shot at the front disciples.

At the same time, seeing this scene, Tang Ning put out his hand to push forward the Qi Mu Feng around him. Qimu Feng was pushed forward by a force and ran into the sanxiu who was standing up. Because of his collision, his sleeve arrow was shot out of the way. Several disciples of the sect responded and immediately took a sword to solve it.

Looking at the sleeve arrow nailed on the carriage, the first disciple of the sect looked at the praying wind in red, and arched his hand and said, "thank you for your help."

On hearing this, qimufeng instinctively looked down at her red dress, pressed her hand to her chest, and her narrow eyes were slightly selected. She asked, "have you ever seen a girl with such a flat chest?"