On the wide road, Xiang Yang and Wang Tong rode their horses and drove a burst of yellow opium. Pedestrians hid on both sides of the road, even some people in the world holding swords and swords avoided them like snakes and scorpions.

During this trip, Xiang Yang and others were wearing constable suits and hanging bronze seals on their waists. Anyone with some knowledge can tell that they are from the God-Catcher Sect, so they naturally have to retreat to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Little neck, scorpion, Xiangxiang, let's take a break first. The horse has been running for so long, so it's time to take a break."

Seeing a spreading tavern and a burning Zhengwang stove not far ahead, Wang Tong waved his horse whip and pointed at the other party, then said to Xiang Yang and the other two.

It was already winter and the weather was cold. If you drink a glass of warm wine to warm your body, it would be a great thing. Xiang Yang and the other two would naturally not refuse.

When we arrived at the wine stall, a servant who looked similar to Xiang Yang, who was in a green parquet and wearing thick coats, was serving vegetables and pouring wine in front of the guests. When he saw Wang Tong and his men riding horses, he quickly met him.

"Oh, what do you want to eat? The shop is still a little far from the nearest market town. At present, a lot of ingredients are used, only some side dishes and cooked food are left. Of course, the wine is as much as you want."

Helping Xiang Yang and others tie the horse to the door, the servant saw Xiang Yang and the other four to a single empty table, carefully wiped the table with the rag on his shoulder before asking.

"Then let's have some side dishes and a pot of shochu. We will only take a short rest and leave. In addition, you will find some forage and water for our horses to eat. This is for you, and there is a surplus to reward you."

Wang Tong inserted his short spear on his side, glanced at the left and right environment, and said softly, throwing out a small incision of silver.

The servant was extremely happy and jumped away, while Scorpion Twelve looked at the table next to him with a slightly gloomy look.

Three men dressed in shirtless shirts after the beginning of winter were drinking and eating meat. Their hair was red like fire, swaying with the wind, like floating flames, and were extremely eye-catching.

"This appearance and dress is the Son of the Fire God under the Ancestor Liehuo. When did the evil people actually blatantly rampant on the street?"

Scorpion Twelve did feel that the movements in the world are not very good now. In the past, when they met these sect detectives wearing official uniforms, these three should be silent and leave immediately. They are not as blind as they are now.

Xiang Yang's waist was hung with a goose feather knife, his hands were like a flower, and he kept trembling slightly. In the changes, his fists, claws, palms, and palms alternated continuously, and he was basically practicing qigong for a moment.

Although he was focused on this, it did not mean he was blind or deaf. Naturally, he saw the three men dressed up on the table beside him, and he also remembered the person he mentioned when he was making up for the martial arts knowledge of Yanxi County.

The ancestor of Liehuo has been famous for twenty years and has an unknown origin. He is an extremely powerful figure in Yanxi County. He has a red flame magical power, Yang Fire is hot and explosive, and has 18 disciples under his sect, known as the Eighteen Fire God, and his disciples are the Son of the Fire God.

Because these people practice the Red Flame Magic Art for many years and their bodies are eroded by the Yang Fire at all times, they are shirtless and short shirts even between the ice and snow, and their hair is as red as flames, with extremely high recognition.

If we say that the ancestor of Liehuo and his disciples are not extremely vicious, they are just as happy and angry as they are both good and evil, and they have committed many killings, and they are captured by the gods and the world as evil ways.

In the past, when these people walked outside, they usually wore headscarves and red robes to hide their identity. However, in this way, I think I no longer care about their evil identity.

However, Xiang Yang didn't care. The evil way is not a demon sect. If the god catches the sect, he will be killed if he doesn't encounter it, so it's good that everyone doesn't violate the river.

But he thought so, but the three Vulcan sons didn't think so. One of them tore the elastic and thorny beef, the lips and teeth left a fragrance, and then slapped the table and shouted,

"Two senior brothers, have you heard about the most shocking news in Yanxi and even Yongzhou recently?"

The man on the right looked at Xiang Yang's table with interest, especially paying attention to the bronze seals on everyone's waists. He saw his junior brother rising up and asked in cooperation.

"I don't know, why, what big news do you know? Then why don't you tell us quickly."

"Okay, then I'll talk about it the previous one. We all know that the God-Slaying Sect has always been the sound tube of the Great Zhou court and our martial arts world, and contacted forces.

With the majesty of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he was actually quite angry and recruited many idle masters to contact famous sects, which was considered a giant.

We went over to meet a Constable Mu Zhang, and we had to think about it for a long time, for fear that we would be arrested and imprisoned.

But not long ago, a major incident happened in Yanxi County. The masters of the Divine Captain Sect gathered together, the Golden and Silver Captain Sect constables plus hundreds of copper and wood constables, and they hunted a small branch of the Demon Sect together. What do you think?

Constable Jin Zhang was almost dead, and Constable Yin Zhang was almost dead, and more were injured. Look, do you feel like you are strong outside and do it?

Although the God-Catcher Sect revealed that it was a great victory, who doesn’t know that it was a gift on his face by the people in the world? I’m afraid that this power that was doing his power in the past has already gone downhill.”

After saying that, the man thought he was not disgusting enough, so he laughed a few times and spitted out a mouthful of disdain. His disdain was beyond words, and it was obvious that he was looking for trouble for Xiang Yang and others.

Xiang Yang was shocked to death by so many masters. Mai Xiangxiang's face turned red with anger. She slapped the table and was about to curse, but Wang Tong pulled her to sit down. Scorpion Twelve glanced at the three of them coldly, and said hoarsely.

"The ancestor of the fiery fire is known as the ancestor of evil ways in Yanxi County, but it turned out to be a third-rate guy. Captain Liu Ruohailiu, who was captured by the gods, was chasing him to cry but not tears, and he almost died and died several times.

I also heard that the ancestor Liehuo and his disciples had no other skills, but they had a mouth that was thumping, and Chiyan's little skill was just a trick to do something confusing with their mouths."

Xiang Yang never knew that the taciturn Scorpion Twelve had such ability. The fire, which was known as the ancestor, became a clown who was lying and cheated on the world and stealed reputation.

"I'm so brave that I actually insulted our master. You're looking for death."

The three of them suddenly became angry, and they slapped the table in front of them, stood up together, and glared at Xiang Yang's table.

Wang Tong also stood up, stroked his right hand on the end of the short gun, looked at the furious three people coldly, and said with a sarcastic look,

"So brave? I think you three are so brave. They talk crazy in front of us. If I really lose my God's Sect, I will lose the strength to suppress you?

I don’t know how the ancestor Liehuo taught his disciples. He caused disasters all day long. No wonder he has been hiding from all over the years. I think he was dragged down by you ignorant and short-sighted people."

At this time, the servant from Baotou in Qingpa came late with a meal plate. Seeing the tense formation on the field and the scattered table, he was shocked and wanted to cry without tears.

"What's wrong, my uncles, this is it? If you have something to say, you can say something, let's be kind and make money, and if you have something to say, we will make money."

He put the wine and food in his hand, and the servant advised him. When the people on both sides calmed down, he hurried to the back of the stall to take out a broom shovel to clean the crushed wood chips, and let the three Vulcan sons go to another table and serve the wine and food again.

Seeing a turmoil and storm about to calm down, a red-haired man walked into the outside, with a golden ring hanging on his left ear, gilded like fire, swaying brightly when he swayed, and his short shirt was open, revealing his rock-like muscles.
Chapter completed!