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"I wanted to go to the mountains to get some wine. I didn't want to pass through here to see this rare thing. I went down and looked at it. Haha, thank you Xiaoxiongtai for your confusion. Lao Xing said goodbye..."

This old Xing did not talk much about the meaning of the chat, it seems to be in a hurry, after finishing the words, say go and leave.

The key, the speed of this trip, so fast Ye Fan almost did not react!

In the blink of an eye, he has not touched the ground, stepping on the breeze, flying out of the 100 meters, and the speed is obviously increasing!

Ye Fan feels strongly inside that this old Xing may know some key information of the Dragon Pulse, so he will not talk about it and chase it up directly!

"Ye Fan!! Where are you going!?" Chu Yunyao was inexplicably left in the wild mountains and could not help but shout.

Not long after, Ye Fan sent a message back to her via the mobile phone: "This person is weird, you go back first."

Chu Yun Yao does not fight in one place, chanting: "Weird? I see you are also a weirdo... The martial arts are all neurotic..."

Fortunately, she also has a way to go out of the mountain, directly contacted their assistants, let them take a helicopter to pick her up, this Hongshi stone survey is not going to continue.

On the other hand, Ye Fan is also in a hurry. After sending a message to a woman, he will speed up the catch-up again.

The speed of this old Xing is getting faster and faster, and Ye Fan frowned. He simply used the sword and the sword, and finally followed.

The mountain wind whizzed past, and the figures of the two galloped in the air.

Thousands of mountains and thousands of mountains, at the foot of the two, are fleeting.

Lao Xing carried his hands, and his messy hair was particularly messy by the wind. He turned his head leisurely and looked at Ye Fan, who was next to the sword. He smiled and said: "The original Xiaoxiongtai is a famous swordsman.呐".

"The predecessor's art of the wind is also good," Ye Fan laughed.

"Ha ha... Xiaoxiongtai is going to go with me to drink and drink?" asked old Xing.

Ye Fandao: "I am curious about the origins of my predecessors. Some things, I want to ask my predecessors to solve problems."

"Mountains and mountains, let me be old Xing, Xiaoxiong wants to ask what?" Lao Xing is very good at speaking.

Ye Fan directly asked: "Old Xing seniors can know, is this dragon's ruined stone, has it been touched?"

"Dragon vein?" Lao Xing looked at the color of the eyes. "This dragon vein is guarded by the Shenlong clan, and foreigners are afraid to touch.

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I am a young man, how do I know this? ”

Ye Fan’s eyes are confusing, and looking at Lao Xing’s appearance is not like saying that such a high-ranking person does not deliberately tell lies to deceive him.

"Why did the old Xing senior appear in Kunlun?"

Lao Xing couldn't help but smile: "The old man and I traveled in the Quartet. I have lived in the Kunlun Mountains for several hundred years. Kunlun is not a family. Why can't it appear in the mountains?

What's more, recently, west of Kunlun, gathered some interesting people, the big guys are making fun of watching the movie.

This is not, watching the show is not enough wine, little old children I am still familiar with this neighborhood, is to come out and play some wine back."

Ye Fan’s heart is dark, and it’s really an old monster that has lived for at least a few hundred years old, so he speaks with some ancient words.

But what surprised him even more is that according to Lao Xing, what is the situation west of Kunlun? Moreover, there seem to be many people? !

What kind of person can you mix with the old Xing?

Ye Fan couldn't help but heartbeat, and became more curious, so he said: "What happened to the seniors in the west of Kunlun? Or you will take me to join in the fun!"

Lao Xing had a casual face and smiled and said: "Since Xiaoxiongtai can keep up with the footwork, it is naturally no problem!"

The implication is that if Ye Fan can't keep up, then he won't take him.

Ye Fan knows that this is actually speaking with strength.

During the two chats, they have already arrived in a small town near Kunlun.

It was late, and after finding a small shop that opened the door, Ye Fan asked Lao Xing: "How many wines do you want to buy?"

"Buy?" Lao Xing blinked and asked: "Is it silver?"

Ye Fan’s expression could not help but be stiff. “Is it... the seniors are going to use it?”

Lao Xing squinted his face and smashed some broken silver and copper coins from his trouser pocket.

"These... enough?"

Ye Fan looked at the copper plate. It turned out to be more than two hundred years ago.

"Old Xing", this time Ye Fan is not called a predecessor, and directly asked: "You tell me the truth, how have you been drinking for hundreds of years?"

The old Xing Yu laughed. "Toasting and drinking, naturally there is a fight, there is wine."

Ye Fan did not ask much, anyway, it was not "hit" or "robbery."

But then again, from beginning to end, this old Xing is saying "drinking", not "buy"

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Wine, so he didn't lie.

"This wine, I asked." Ye Fan took out a few hundred dollar bills and went directly to the store to ask the boss to buy a few boxes of high-alcohol in the region.

Lao Xing was squatting beside him, and his mouth still said: "The original is the silver ticket of the dynasty... so small, I don't know how much silver two..."

Waiting for the wine to move out of the small shop, to the side of the alley, Lao Xing can't wait to move.

"Haha, thank you Xiaoxiongtai, the little old man will move himself!"

Ye Fan waved his hand. "No, I will take it with me."

During the talk, Ye Fan has put a few boxes of white wine into the storage ring.

"Hey... the mustard of the mustard must be the child? Xiaoxiongtai is not bad." Old Xing was quite an accident.

Ye Fan’s heart is actually quite unexpected. This old Xing seems to understand everything. He didn’t feel surprised when he saw his swordsmanship and space ring.

"Predecessors, then let's go to see the fun?" Ye Fan said with a smile.

Lao Xing blinked, "Go, Xiaoxiongtai, keep up!"

As soon as the voice fell, Lao Xing had already flew away like a wind!

Ye Fan’s mouth smiled slightly, followed by a sword flying in the sky!

This time, Lao Xing seems to intentionally try Ye Fan's ability, even faster than before!

Seeing, the distance between the two is gradually expanding!

Ye Fan did not expect that the old man had just used his best to speed up, but he did not!

"disintegration!"

Ye Fan was disintegrated and released, and the sword was enhanced. Yujian became naturally faster and quickly caught up!

Among the screaming high-altitude strong winds, Lao Xing finally showed a hint of surprise, and looked at the flying swords fluttering at the foot of Ye Fan's golden red flame. "Xiao Xiongtai, is it the imperial sword?"

"Predecessors have a good eyesight," Ye Fan smiled faintly.

"Ha ha... Sure enough, I don't know if you were Geng Geng this year?" asked Old Xing.

"Twenty-six, seniors?" Ye Fan asked.

Lao Xing heard the age of Ye Fan, but there were some accidents, but he was not too surprised. He touched his beard and said: "The little old man only remembers that when the Emperor Kaiyuan of Emperor Kaiyuan was away, his wife left me, and then I started. Traveling around the world..."

Ye Fan sucked a cold air, okay, he underestimated him... It turned out to be a thousand and hundreds of years old!