Heavenly Lord Asura

Wutian sighed in his heart, and even a small gatekeeper dared to yell. The life of these brothers and sisters in the Nanshan tribe is definitely not so easy!

"Boy, who are you, which tribe are you from, and what is the purpose of coming to Nanshan tribe?"

The man guarding the goal is very tall, about eight feet or so, looking down condescendingly, with an extremely arrogant tone.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Wu Tian did not make a sound.

"Brother Luo, this senior is a friend of mine, please be accommodating."

In fact, Luo Qiang had already answered first without him having to say anything. The temper of this senior was quite hot. If he didn't agree with him, he might make a big move. It's okay to kill the gatekeeper. If you attract the lady, it will be bad.

"My tongue is dry! Did I ask you? It's like a waste, what qualifications do you have to talk about, let me go?" But this man named Luo San didn't give Luo Qiang any face at all, he was full of disdain.

"you……"

Luo Qiang was extremely angry, pointing at Luo San, but he couldn't say anything, he seemed very scared.

Yu Guang glanced at the sky, Luo Qiang seemed to have reliance in his heart, his expression was ruthless, and he said gloomily: "No matter how bad I am, no matter how bad, I am also the leader's son, the son of the Nanshan tribe, and you? It's just a watchdog. What qualifications do you have to yell at this son?"

This sudden change was obviously beyond Jin San's expectation. He stared at Luo Qiang for a second. The doorkeepers next to him were also taken aback, unable to speak for a while.

Strong, murderous, and hostile, this is very different from the Luo Qiang they know well.

Seeing the reactions of a few people, Luo Qiang took advantage of the victory and pursued them step by step: "You scumbags, if you don't have the blessing of the aunt, you are not as good as a dog. My son will kill you like an ant, believe it or not!"

The invisible pressure was overwhelming, as if a huge mountain descended, making several men breathless, their complexions panicked, their pupils contracted, and they didn't even dare to look directly at him.

Especially the last sentence, full of endless killing intent, caused several people to stagger and almost fell to the ground. Even though they stabilized their figure, their bodies were shaking, unable to themselves, cold sweat had soaked their clothes.

Seeing such an attitude of several people, Luo Qiang's heart, an inexplicable arrogance and pleasure, burned wildly.

Wutian nodded and praised: "I am very satisfied with your performance. There are many unknown dangers in your life. Therefore, you should not be afraid of anyone or anything, because the more afraid you are, the more others will not There will be any sympathy, but will think that the better you are to bully."

"Senior's words, juniors, please remember, please!" Luo Qiang bowed and extended a please gesture.

"Man, with the sky above his head, with his feet on the ground, there is no fear in his heart, no fear, everyone in the world who insults me will kill it! Those who deceive me will kill it! Those who take me will kill it! Haha...

With a big laugh, Wu Tian took the lead into the city gate.

"Whoever insults me will kill it! Those who deceive me will kill it! Those who take me will kill it!"

This sentence, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, shocked Luo Qiang's mind. The blood in his body seemed to burn, and an unprecedented breath was released from his body, like a phoenix nirvana, and his whole body and mind were reborn from the fire.

"Senior, this junior will definitely not let you down!" He looked at that stalwart figure, clenched his fists, and vowed secretly in his heart. After that, he greeted him, and the brothers and sisters quickly chased after him.

After a while, the guards of the city recovered. Luo San wiped a cold sweat, looked at Luo Qiang's back, and said grimly: "Little beast, I will kill you."

Several other people hurriedly stopped him and persuaded them: "It is better to do more than to do less. He is also the son of the leader. If you really kill him, despite the blessing of the lady, the leader will not let you go." .

"This thing must not be left alone like this, and I dare to call us scumbags, hehe! I will let you not even do scumbags," Luo San sneered, murderously awe-inspiring.

"Look at it first, I'll report to the lady", Luo San rushed into the city gate with murderous intent, and disappeared into the darkness in a while.

On the dark street, Luo Qiang led the way, but he looked at the figure behind him from time to time. His heart was extremely hot, and his admiration grew more and more. He wanted to kneel down three times and worship him as a teacher.

But when I thought that someone else was a hermit, wandering indefinitely, it was impossible to bring my own burden.

"Senior, please come in!"

Before long, the three of them came to a other courtyard, Luo Qiang opened the door, stepped aside, and let Wutian enter first.

You are not polite, Wu Tian strode in and glanced roughly, and there was nothing outstanding. The golden floor, the golden flowers, and the golden terraces might be fresh at first sight, but after a long time it will be dull and tasteless. Up.

"Boom!" Not long after entering the room, there were knocks on the door.

"It must be Grandpa Ou who brought the meal. Senior, wait, I'll open the door."

Mentioning this man named Grandpa Ou, Luo Qiang smiled and hurried out. After a while, he carried a bamboo basket, led an old man, and walked in.

This is a very old man with a yellowish face, thin face, hunched back, bent body, walking tremblingly, like a dead old man.

"Qiang'er, is this the senior you just mentioned?" As soon as the old man entered the room, he took a look at Wutian and took Luo Qiang's hand and asked.

Luo Qiang nodded and said: "Yes, he is the senior who taught me to practice, but it is amazing, Grandpa Ou, do you remember the murderous golden python in the forest outside, and was beaten to death by the senior."

"Really?" The old man was surprised, then arched his hand to Wutian, exclaiming: "That golden python is not so powerful! This little brother can be beaten to death with one punch, he must be a big man! "

"Haha! The old man praised it wonderfully. I'm just a hermit. How dare you compare with those big people" Wutian laughed, but he had thoughts in his eyes.

"Hehe, brother don't need to be self-effacing, most of the hermits are strange people, powerful men with extraordinary methods, Qiang'er and Caiyi can follow you to practice, it is their great blessing."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked lovingly at the brothers and sisters of Luo Qiang, and exhorted: "Qiang'er, Caiyi, you must follow the little brother to practice hard, don't live up to his expectations, you know?"

"Grandpa Ou, don't worry! Qiang'er and sister will definitely work hard."

"So Grandpa Ou is relieved, it's getting late, I have to go back," the old man said, and said to Wutian: "Brother, goodbye."

"The old man walks slowly," Wu Tian smiled slightly.

The old man nodded, exhorted the brothers and sisters Luo Qiang again, walked out of the house tremblingly and left.

"Huh!" When opening the bamboo basket, Luo Caiyi let out a surprise, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Ou actually added a pair of chopsticks, it's really intentional."

"Sister, Grandpa Ou treats us like grandsons, and we must honor his old man in the future."

"Hee hee! I know! Brother, you are so long-winded" Luo Caiyi laughed, and immediately looked at Wutian, and said with a smile: "Senior, let's eat together!"

Shaking his head, Wutian asked, "Where does I sleep at night?"

"In the innermost room, it is very clean. If the senior is tired, you can go directly in and rest." Luo Qiang was like a starved ghost reborn, devouring it, vaguely.

In fact, when he reached the realm of his cultivation level, he didn't need to consume food at all, and he could directly absorb the essence of heaven and earth to maintain his vitality. However, it has become a habit throughout the year, and he feels hungry and panic if he doesn't eat for a day.

"After eating, go to bed early, get up early tomorrow for Lao Tzu, and, without Lao Tzu's order, you are not allowed to disturb Lao Tzu", ordered Wu Tian went straight into the room, slammed the door, and closed the door tightly.

At the moment when the door was closed, Wutian's eyes burst into bright lights, and he didn't even go to see the layout of the room. He opened the window, swept out, and disappeared into the darkness.

The purpose of this trip is twofold, one is to track the so-called Grandpa Ou, and the other is to find out the exact location of Zijin Shentie.

As soon as the old man entered the house, Wutian felt that something was wrong. After some conversation, he finally saw some clues.

If the old man really cares about Luo Qiang brothers and sisters, it is impossible to give them to a stranger, and even the whole process has not asked him his true origin. And when he learned of the golden python, from the eyes of the old man, he didn't notice any worry.

The biggest loophole is the pair of tableware. He has just entered the Nanshan tribe, and the Luo Qiang brothers and sisters have never left. Where did the old man learn about his existence?

The only explanation is that the guards told the news.

At the gate of the city before, from Luo Qiang's tone, Wutian had already learned that these people were the minions of the old lady.

Therefore, he was sure that the old man was most likely a spy arranged by the older lady next to Luo Qiang's brothers and sisters, whose purpose was to monitor the two brothers and sisters.

The force of the wind was gushing and Wutian was galloping in the dark ~www.readwn.com~ Within a moment, his eyes condensed, and he saw a black figure on the street below.

"It really is you!"

Wutian sneered, this figure is not someone else, it is what the two brothers and sisters called Grandpa Ou, but at this moment, he is straight and sturdy, with no signs of aging at all.

"I want to see where you are going."

In the darkness, two figures one after another, drove into the depths of the Heishan tribe.

Before long, Wutian had to stop, because the old man walked into a hall, and the surroundings of the palace were brightly lit and there were no fewer than fifty guards.

Looking around, Wutian frowned, the force of the wind was gushing, soaring to the sky, standing on the top of the hall, and then lifting a tile, the movement was very light, not very loud.

When he lowered his head and saw the scenery inside, Wutian was immediately surprised.

"How could it be him?"