At this time, although it was only twenty miles away from Wuji Mountain, but the sun shone brightly on Qianhe Mountain, the sun kept blowing fire outwards, and the burning place where Zhao Qingtian looked over was steaming upwards.

Zhao Qingtian put his irregular wooden sword on his side, then took off his coat, stroked the sweat on his forehead with his hands, and said with a frown.

"Why is this place so hot? When I enter here, it's like the man has entered the stove and roasted it. Oh, I didn't bring water when I go out. Now I'm hungry!"

Zhao Qingtian said, "I can't give birth to a little saliva, and I feel it's so dry."

"Brother, please give it, no thanks!"

Just when Zhao Qingtian felt hungry and thirsty, he heard a loud man's voice from behind the big tree. At the same time, a leather water bag flew out from behind the tree and landed on Zhao Qingtian's hand with a squeak.

Zhao Qingtian was immediately shocked, quickly grabbed the wooden sword, and bounced from the ground with a wow.

"Who is behind the tree? Show your head to the hero!"

After Zhao Qingtian finished speaking, he hunched his steps and stood the wooden sword in front of his chest, shaking his head from left to right, trying to see clearly what the person behind the tree looked like.

However, the person behind the tree stood up unhurriedly along the trunk, only revealing half of Zhao Qingtian's back, and kept laughing.

"Hey, I said, why did you show your body half? You have the ability to turn your whole body around and let the hero see your mold."

Zhao Qingtian kept squeezing and pinching his hands on the hilt of the sword, and his feet kept stomping, and his palms were sweating. It was obvious that he was very panicked.

The man laughed, his head swayed slightly on his shoulders, and said

"Mold? Haha, if I can't guess wrong, what the guy wants to say is right?"

When Zhao Qingtian heard this, he quickly considered the difference between the mold and the appearance, and then he pretended to be very knowledgeable and excused himself.

"Hero, I am full of shit and urine, and I am knowledgeable. How can I not know what I am talking about? No, honestly, turn your body around me, or I will let you taste the power of my Peach Blossom Sword."

Wow

Wow

Then Zhao Qingtian shouted twice, one was to help him with his momentum, and the other was to scare the man with his shouts. Unfortunately, neither of his plans worked.

The man shook his long hair behind him and said with a smile

"Brother, I kindly give you water to drink. Why did you treat me like this? I'm not a bad person!"

Zhao Qingtian spat and retorted

"How do I know that you are a good person? My father once said that good people will not be written on his face. There are evil people everywhere in the world, and evil people are everywhere in the world. Who knows that you don't give me water to make me faint and then have bad intentions towards me? Be careful to sail the ship for thousands of years, what my father said!"

The man smiled helplessly and shook his head and replied

"You guy is interesting. How dare you ask where you are from? But this is from Yongdingzhuang?"

"Yongdingzhuang? Bah, I am a serious and famous villager!" Zhao Qingtian said toughly.

"A famous village?"

"What's wrong? You don't know that there is such a famous village?"

"I'm so sorry. I'm from another place. It's the first time I've been to Yongding Village. I'm not familiar with many other places." The man responded and laughed politely.

Zhao Qingtian calmed down and relaxed his body. He carefully looked at the figure of the man's back and analyzed it secretly.

"I don't think he is a bad person when I hear this man's words. I look at him wearing a white robe, a pair of yellow boots on his feet, and a slutch-shaped pendant tied around his waist. He looks like a rich man. Not to mention, this man is wearing a very clean and beautiful outfit!"

Zhao Qingtian thought about it and said to the man again

"You said you are from another place? Where is this other place? Why are you here in Yong's village again?"

"Oh, brother, here are people from Fengcheng, and here to find relatives." The man replied.

Zhao Qingtian was shocked and said, "Fengcheng? Zhou State! Are you from Zhou State?!"

“That’s right!”

"You Zhou people come to the ancient country that I am alone to look for relatives? Are you cheating fools? Zhou and the ancient country have not brought them for 800 years, but you still come to the ancient country to look for relatives?" Zhao Qingtian said disbelief.

"Brother, I have no lies. I came down to Yongding Village, Qianhe Mountain, Xuancheng, Ancient Kingdom, just to find relatives." The man replied seriously.

"Do it, why are you talking to you? It's so satisfying. Don't talk to others behind your back. You know very rudely, let alone a hero with a high status, and even if you talk so much, you're talking about this thing in the world. You say that you're familiar with your mother in three sentences. Just turn around quickly. I'll spare you and never die."

Zhao Qingtian pretended to be free and casual and casual while talking, holding the wooden sword in his hand behind him.

The man heard Zhao Qingtian laugh, then nodded, turned around and straightened his face vigorously.

After the man turned around, he felt a fairy aura coming towards him. The man's white robe had a four-clawed flying dragon embroidered with gold thread, and his hair was black and scattered on the top of his head with a bun, and his long hair was draped behind his shoulders, waiting to reach his waist.

Besides, this man has fair skin, red and white lips, phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, and a standard, fresh and refined beauty with a little childlike appearance.

When Zhao Qingtian saw the man's face, his eyes lit up. Then he shook his head and stared at the man with a smacking tongue. While he was busy tilting his body, he picked up the water bag that the man threw to him. He drank a few big mouthfuls and said with a slight mouth.

"You look like a girl, and you're pretty. It's hard for half a man to grow your delicate skin. Look at what you are growing, your nose is the nose and your mouth is the mouth."

Zhao Qingtian said, and took a step back to the head under the big tree, wiped the sweat from his head with his coat, patted the ground beside him, and said again

"Don't stand like you, sit down, don't be polite!"

The man smiled and sat down elegantly, clasped his hands and asked.

"I haven't asked my brother for his name yet!"

"Hero, I am Zhao Qingtian!"

Zhao Qingtian lost the caution he had just now, replied cheerfully and generously, then handed the man's water bag back to him, and asked again

"What about you? What's your name?"

"In Xialong Peichuan!"

"Oh! So your name is Long Peichuan. Long Peichuan is a good name, quite domineering, Long Longlong! By the way? Long! Oh, it's broken!"

Zhao Qingtian said casually, and suddenly remembered the major event he wanted to do to go directly to the Bai family in Xuancheng to take the lead in fighting.

After thinking about it, Zhao Qingtian's face turned around, and he was anxious to stick out his butt from the ground, stood up on the ground, opened his arms, and ran forward.

"Brother, why are you so anxious?"

Long Peichuan asked quickly, Zhao Qingtian, who was about to arch his legs and was about to run forward.

"What's the point of not telling me? I have to rush to Xuancheng right away!"

Zhao Qingtian turned sideways and replied to Long Peichuan.

"Oh? If Brother goes to Xuancheng, how can you continue to go west? Xuancheng is in the east, so you should go east!" Long Peichuan reminded.

"What? Going east?" Zhao Qingtian was surprised.

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Chapter completed!