God of Thunder

Everyone quickly cleaned up and destroyed all traces. Jin Dafa didn't dare to continue to take them from the booked road, but turned to go in another direction. At least they needed to enter Tailang Night Village from another direction.

Jin Dafa deliberately confessed that he should try not to kill or try to disturb anyone along the way.

Crossing the avenue, the crowd entered a sparse forest, and as soon as they entered the forest, they found someone heading towards where they had just stayed.

Hidden carefully, the people walked very quietly in the woods, and there were long whistle sounds outside. That was the unique contact method here. The old man with a thunderstorm had a bad face. When it was over, who would block and die, but looking at Lei Xingfeng and Lei Xingyao, he sighed slightly, that is, forget it, after all, he was not alone.

They rushed through the night until the next day, they embarked on another road, which entered Tailang Yezhai, which almost eliminated their suspicion.

Jin Dafa suddenly wanted to understand, and immediately ordered his soldiers to put on ordinary people ’s clothes. No wonder they would be misunderstood by experienced disciples, because they forcibly broke in from the barbarian tribe. The dead end, of course, there is no one to come and go, it is normal for them to be misunderstood.

They were already close to Tailang Yezhai. After a night of driving, they reached another road. The sky was already bright. You can see a lot of pedestrians and convoys, as well as a team of Shatuos.

Lei Xingfeng said with a smile: "This road is still taken by people. There is no one in the road ahead, ha ha."

Jin Dafa said: "Of course, you don't want to think that we are on that path. Who else will go besides us? Ha ha."

Lei Xingfeng said: "Aye, we go to Tailang Yezhai. Is there a specific address?"

The thunderstorm old man nodded and said: "Well, I have an old friend there, and some friends ... maybe they have arrived." His tone was a little emotional.

Lei Xingfeng thought about it for a moment, and then he understood why the old man was so emotional. After he was injured, he probably didn't plan to see his old friend again. This time, he came out again and could see his old friend again. Some emotions are normal.

At noon that day, their group finally entered Tailang Yezhai.

This is a huge open space with countless tents and simple dilapidated huts. Like Mojin City, it is messy, smelly, and there are piles of garbage on the ground, no one cleans it, and there are large puddles. It smells smelly.

Lei Xingfeng looked at it incredulously and said, "Grandpa, is this Tailang Yezhai? My God, it's so stinky!"

Lei Xingyao also covered his nose and said, "Grandpa, brother, stink!"

Lei Xingfeng smiled and hugged Lei Xingyao, said: "Your brother and I are not stinking, Yao Yao, bear with me."

Qi Xuan and Du Hongchen were equally surprised. It was too chaotic here. When I walked in, I saw a corpse on the roadside, which seemed to have just been hacked to death.

The thunderstorm old man smiled and said, “It ’s messy and smelly, but for some people, it ’s a good place. Ha ha, it ’s outside the Tailang Yezhai. There should be a river. "

Lei Xingfeng observed for a moment and said, "Hey, isn't there no ordinary person here?"

The thunderstorm old man smiled and said: "Of course, they are not ordinary people, they are fugitives, and the government can't control it here, and the practitioners also don't care about it. So here is lawless. Here, if someone provokes you, the only way is to kill each other. Of course, if the strength is not good, it will be killed. "

Wen Yan said: "Senior, that is just a killing between ordinary people, it has nothing to do with our practitioners."

The thunderstorm old man said: "It's almost the same among cultivators. It's no different. It's different in the strength shown. The cultivators are more lethal."

Soon a group of people passed through the chaotic residential camp. They came all the way. No one dared to mess with it. The people who were here had no eyesight and died long ago. As long as they are not blind, they know that this group of people is definitely not easy to mess with. .

The woods are not big. After walking for about ten minutes, I came to a small river. A small stone bridge spanned the two banks. There was a building on the opposite side. This building was completely different. All of them were made of brick and stone. The small building is also very clean on the ground, giving Lei Xingfeng the impression that the other side of the river is a slum, and here is the rich area.

Lei Xingfeng said: "This is Tailang Yezhai?"

The thunderstorm old man said: "Yes, here is the real Tailang Yezhai, where all the cultivators live." He turned back and said: "Jin Dafa!"

Jin Dafa came over and said, "Senior, I know that the people under my hands will set up tents in the woods and will not cross the bridge." Ordinary people are not allowed to enter Tailang Yezhai. If they must go in, they will die. Deserve it.

The thunderstorm old man said: "Well, our Shatuo is also here, let Wei Zhenglong also stay, and leave a few others to follow, they are too weak, no one guards, it is estimated that when we come back, nothing Will stay. "

Jin Dafa nodded.

Qi Tianyao ordered the entire Qing squad to stay. These Qianlun and Wanlun divisions, even here, are a strong force. Even a small martial art, they dare not arbitrarily engage with them. As for the people outside the camp Don't mention it.

Jin Dafa gave a few more words before leaving.

Under the leadership of the thunderstorm old man walked across the small stone bridge.

Qi Xuan, Du Hongchen, Wen Yan, Qi Tianyao, Jin Dafa, and the thunderstorm old grandfather and grandson, a total of eight people entered the Tailang Yezhai.

Just after Xiaoshiqiao, a dozen or so practitioners appeared. They did n’t know where they were hiding. They suddenly emerged. The head of a dense wheel teacher said, "Who are you looking for?"

The thunderstorm old man said indifferently: "I'm looking for Tyran."

Lei Xingfeng realized that Tailang Yezhai's Tailang turned out to be a person's name.

There was a surprised expression on the face of the militarist, but he did not dare to carelessly, and could directly call the name of the chief of the Tailang Yezhai. This person is absolutely not simple. He said: "Please tell your name, let's talk."

The thunderstorm old man said, "Thunderstorm." He stopped talking.

The militarist respectfully saluted and turned away. The others were still staring at the crowd, but obviously there was no hostility.

For a moment, a group of people ran over to be the first old man, and laughed very far away: "Brother Lei, old man, haha, you are finally here, and I'm all hungry."

This is a tough old man. He is well-known here, with super strength, Wuhuan real body, Baolunyin real people, and a large group of cultivators. Even in Xirong, he is also a hegemonic existence.

Tyrone walked to the thunderstorm old man, looked at it carefully, opened his arms with a big smile, the two hugged, Tyrone said: "Brother, you are younger, look at me ... the hair and beard are white, haha. "

Behind Tailang turned out an old woman with white hair, she smiled and said: "Old man Lei, you are not dead yet?"

The thunderstorm took a closer look and could n’t help shouting, “No, you ... are n’t you dead?”

The old woman scolded: "Dead old man, curse me to death when you meet!"

The thunderstorm old man laughed and looked extremely happy. He said: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect the elder sister to be so energetic, haha, hahaha."

The old woman said: "Of course, I will not be worse than you, dead old man. I have been away for decades. There is no news at all. What the hell! Let us be scared."

The old thunderstorm sighed and said: "It's hard to say, come, come! Afeng, Yaoyao, have come to see grandpa and grandma."

Tai Lang said: "Grandpa and grandpa? Er, you have grandchildren, why don't I know you have a wife?"

Thunderstorm old man said: "I have no wife!"

Tai Lang puzzled: "No wife? Where did this granddaughter come from?"

The old man of thunderstorm said: "Damn, so much nonsense, this is my grandson and granddaughter!"

Lei Xingfeng stepped forward: "Have seen Grandpa and Grandma."

Lei Xingyao said: "Yaoyao meets Grandpa and Grandma." Her voice is tender and soft.

The old woman nodded to Lei Xingfeng, and then her attention was attracted to Lei Xingyao. She reached out and hugged Lei Xingyao, and said with joy: "Oh, I like this child, hey ... No, this child is a single round mark Ah! Green Wheel ... It ’s amazing, old man Lei, you have such a great granddaughter! "

Tai Lang was interested in Lei Xingfeng. He said: "Aslan! You ... look at this kid, Lei is a single-round seal, wow ... wow ... Wanlun Master, yes, is your name Afeng? ?how old are you?"

Lei Xingfeng said: "Grandpa, I am sixteen years old."

All present are experts, and of course understand what a 16-year-old Wanlun division means.

Aslan held Lei Xingyao not letting go. She took a little bit of Lei Xingfeng, and her attention was taken away by Lei Xingyao again. She said: "That is the old man Lei Lei taught himself, 16-year-old Wan Lun Shi, It ’s really good, but I like this girl more. ”

A thin, middle-aged man kept looking at them with a smile, he stepped forward and said: "Uncle Lei, my little nephew is not humiliated, but there are a few seniors who have not arrived."

The thunderstorm old man smiled and said: "You can run much faster than me. Ha ha, Yan Wu, is your father coming this time?"

Yan Wu shook his head and said: "Father does not come, specially sent me to obey Lei's command."

Lei Xingfeng noticed that the people around him respected Yan Wu very much. Even seniors such as Taylor and Aslan were very polite to Yan Wu and could n’t help but be curious. He did n’t know that Yan Wu was a condensed Sihuan. The master of the body, the real person of Dalun Yin, his father is even more powerful. Even if the old man is thunderstorm, he must be called his brother, that is really a super master.

Yan Wu continued: "Uncle Lei, my father told me to tell me that Yi Datong ... it may come back."

The thunderstorm's face suddenly changed.