“Shit …”

Xiao Chen’s heart tightened. No matter how he ran, the other party had always maintained a distance of a hundred miles from him. Now, he could no longer run. What should he do?

At this moment, he decided to fight to the death. No matter how he ran, he couldn’t escape. He could only fight to the death with the Golden Crow’s feet, just like when he attacked and killed Prince Yun Tianzi in Yang Valley. Now, the Golden Crow’s feet could probably be used again.

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate and quickly moved forward. This place was too spacious. He needed to find the best ambush point to ensure that he would hit the target in one strike.

After about half an incense stick, he arrived at a valley. Although it was midwinter, this place was like spring flowers blooming in March. The flowing water was gurgling and colorful. The scenery was very quiet.

However, Xiao Chen couldn’t care less about the scenery at this moment. The aura behind him was getting closer and closer. He turned around and continued to run forward, but he didn’t know what he had kicked and almost tripped him heavily.

“Aiyo! Who doesn’t have eyes when he walks? He kicks me to death and cries out,”

A strange groan rang out. Xiao Chen was suddenly shocked. He turned around and saw an old beggar howling on the roadside with his legs crossed. It turned out that he had just run too fast and hadn’t noticed that someone was sleeping on the roadside.

The old beggar’s clothes were tattered, and beside him was a bamboo stick. He was hugging his feet and wailing endlessly. Xiao Chen was worried that he would attract the person behind him, so he asked anxiously, “Old sir, how are you?”

“Aiyo, he’s dead …”

The old beggar still hugged his feet and wailed endlessly. Xiao Chen did not think too much and immediately walked over. However, when he was about to approach, he was afraid of deceit. He stopped and asked, “Is the old gentleman still able to walk?”

“I can’t move, I can’t move, gourd, gourd …”

“Gourd?”

The old beggar kept calling out for the gourd. Only then did Xiao Chen notice that there was a gourd in the bushes not far from him. He thought that it had just been kicked over by him, but all the liquor in it had spilled out.

He quickly walked over and picked up the gourd. The old beggar’s fingers flashed out like lightning. He took the gourd from his hand and poured a few mouthfuls of wine into his mouth, but not many drops of wine flowed out.

The old beggar howled again, “Dead, dead. You kicked out all my wine. You have to compensate me!”

“This …”

Xiao Chen looked at the empty wine gourd and was at a loss for what to do. He thought that it would be difficult for him to ambush that person in Cangfeng Valley. He said, “I’ll compensate Old Master for a pot of wine, but it’s very dangerous now. Would Old Master please leave this place first?”

“No, no!”

Unexpectedly, the old beggar shook his head and said, “If I leave, if you don’t admit your debt later, who should I go to?”

“This …”

Xiao Chen frowned. Seeing that the aura was getting closer and closer, he said, “To be honest, I am being pursued by an enemy. That person is very powerful. If he finds someone here, he will definitely kill the old gentleman as well. The old gentleman should hurry up and leave this place, lest he lose his life in vain!”

“Hehe …”

The old beggar was not afraid at all, Instead, he chuckled, He stretched out his hand and swung the beard on his chin backwards. “Young people nowadays can blow their mouths off. I slept here for two days and two nights, but I didn’t see a ghost shadow. If you want to scare Old Cry Flower, make up a decent reason. Even if you say 10,000 steps back, someone is really coming. That person is chasing after you, not Old Cry Flower. Why should I escape?”

“I…”

Xiao Chen’s brows knitted tightly. He was speechless for a moment. He thought that he couldn’t do anything. If this person was here, he would definitely be discovered by that person. In this way, both of them would die here. He had to lead that person elsewhere.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and cupped his hands to the old beggar, “Take care, old gentleman.” With that, he moved in another direction.

After traveling for several tens of kilometers, he arrived at another valley. At that time, twilight fell and the forest became dense with ghosts. Xiao Chen finally stopped. At this moment, he suddenly couldn’t sense the aura behind him.

“Strange, why is it gone …”

He knitted his eyebrows and looked behind him. Indeed, he could no longer sense the aura of that person. Could it be that that person had not caught up to him?

After a while, he was sure that the person really didn’t catch up. He couldn’t help but feel a little strange in his heart. He suddenly remembered that strange beggar on the road just now. Could it be …

No matter what, this place was not suitable for him to stay for long. He did not hesitate any longer. He moved and disappeared into the distance, disappearing in an instant.

…

At this moment, in the previous valley, when he saw the dusk darkening, the spring water slowly flowing. The old beggar narrowed his eyes, crossed his legs, and leaned against the grass behind him. He actually snorted a tune, looking as if he was a deity.

After a while, he slowly said, “Feng Xuanzhi, you’re already so old. You’ve come here to chase a little kid for so many miles. If you tell me, aren’t you afraid of being laughed at? Tell me your surname is Feng, and my surname is Feng. Why is it so different?”

In the distance, a figure slowly walked over. That person was wearing a black robe and a battle robe hat. He couldn’t see his face, but this old beggar called him “Feng Xuanzhi”. In that case, he should be the 17th generation Valley Master of Cangfeng Valley. He was called Grand Patriarch by the disciples, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

“Hehe, what’s wrong? Are you shameless now or what? Cover your head, mysterious and mysterious …”

The old beggar chuckled and rolled over. His left hand supported his chest and his right hand hung a gourd. He smiled and looked at Feng Xuanzhi approaching with a rather funny expression.

“I didn’t expect that it would still be so annoying to spit it out of your mouth after six hundred years of absence.”

Feng Xuanzhi slowly walked up. Even though his current cultivation was profound, he did not dare to underestimate the old beggar in front of him. This old beggar’s identity was naturally no small matter.

The old beggar held a gourd and did not get up. He stood up and chuckled, “Feng Xuanzhi, don’t think that Old Call Hua doesn’t know what you’re thinking. That young man, you can’t move.”

“Oh …”

Feng Xuanzhi’s gloomy voice came from beneath the battle robe. At this moment, another cold wind blew from the distant forest. The old beggar chuckled and looked towards the forest. “Has the one from the Black Green Sect finally come out?”

Hearing the three words “Mysterious Cyan Sect”, Feng Xuanzhi’s expression immediately froze. He looked over and saw a figure slowly walking out of the forest. That person was also wearing a black battle robe. He wore a battle robe hat on his head. The hat was pitch black, and his appearance was invisible.

Feng Xuanzhi’s heart congealed. Could this person be the current Sect Leader of Xuanqing Sect, Qing Xuanzi? No, no, this aura should be …

Slowly, the black-robed man approached. Seeing that the two of them didn’t show their faces, the old beggar suddenly burst into laughter, “I’m still an old beggar who lives freely. Anyway, no one recognizes me, hahaha …”

“Lord Cangfeng Valley, long time no see …”

The black-robed man’s voice was somewhat deep, so deep that no one could tell who he was. After he finished speaking, he slowly raised his head. When Feng Xuanzhi saw the face under his battle robe, his expression changed slightly, “It’s you …”