Feng Xiaotian's words are arrogant. After listening to these, Master Zhang Tiancheng can't help but raise his fist.

Get ready to fix this guy.

The top doctors in Tianmen Mountain are the first strongest in Shangfeng Tiancheng.

It's really a good show with no sound.

And just when they were about to fight each other, Qin Lang's words ended the situation.

"Mr. Zhang, please don't worry about me. I chose this road by myself, and I am confident to take it well."

Zhang Tiancheng immediately lost his position when the party spoke, and he could not help Qin Lang to say anything at this time.

Then, he immediately turned around and said to Qin Lang with sincere words: "smelly boy, you don't have pressure. With me and Xueer, this guy doesn't dare to do anything with you. We can't go to the treasure house."

Hearing this, Qin Lang shook his head with a bitter smile.

And bowed deeply to Zhang Tiancheng.

"Mr. Zhang, thank you very much for your cultivation and concern for me, but I am a person who pursues the road of the strong. I have experienced too many facts step by step from the country of Yan. Compared with life and death, I hope to become stronger and let my country be respected by thousands of people."

"Although the treasure Pavilion is dangerous, it is also a rare opportunity. Please allow me this time."

Qin Lang's voice just fell, fox three people also made the opposite request.

Mr. Zhang Tiancheng, as a past man, can clearly see the will in children's eyes.

Like Qin Lang, they are not afraid of life and death, eager to become strong.

In the face of people's request, Zhang Tiancheng is not good at what to say.

In front of these children, they all have a strong heart. As they said, the road is their own choice, and others really have the right to interfere.

In this regard, the old man had no choice but to shake his head.

And look at the wind with cold eyes.

"I can let the children go to the treasure house, but remember, if you dare to do something else, don't blame me for being rude to you."

With that, Zhang Tiancheng put his palm on Qin Lang's shoulder and the party left like that.

Looking at their figure gradually away, the wind roaring day eyes surging anger.

See, the elders on the left and right sides are also very special, they soon cleared the finals.

Just a dozen minutes of Kung Fu, even before the uproar of the stadium has become dead.

Any noise is particularly abrupt.

Maybe I feel the gloom on the field, even the pigeons hovering in the sky dare not scream.

"Where is the shadow guard of Fengtian city? I call you by the order of the Lord."

Voice in the field up to swing, after a few breaths, eight people in black appeared at the same time in the city Lord wind howling day four weeks.

Each of them had a black mask on his face, and his specific features were completely invisible.

Eight people knelt on the ground at the same time.

"Fengtian City shadow guard, see the Lord."

Feng Xiaotian looks at the 8 people who appear in time, and his gloomy face finally has a smile.

These eight people are carefully cultivated by him. Compared with the twelve guards of Shenfeng, these eight people are really masters.

Looking at the whole town, eight of them are enough to be a legend. After all, after all, after so many years, only eight of them have been able to take things back from the treasure house and retreat calmly.

This kind of experience has already proved their strength. Even in the dark, their status is the highest in the whole Fengtian city.

It's just that compared with the famous 12 guards of Shenfeng, their stories are not known by so many people.

He nodded his head with satisfaction, and fengxiaotian gave instructions to 8 of them directly.

"Recently, you guys have a good rest. After those four people enter the treasure house, you also follow in. The order is to kill them."

"Remember to kill four of them no matter what the cost is. I'll get a big reward after success."

After receiving the order, eight people nodded at the same time, and then disappeared together.

As the power of flattery, they can't be known. If they stay here for a long time, they will inevitably have some doubts with Master Zhang Tiancheng.

After giving the instructions to eight people, Feng Xiaotian slowly looks up and looks to the treasure Pavilion."If you dare to do something bad to me, I'll let you die. The trip to treasure house is your journey to hell."

With that, the wind roared and the sky suddenly burst into laughter.

When the two elders saw him, they didn't dare to say a word. They could only stand quietly and wait for the wind roaring sky to give them instructions.

In the evening, Qin Lang and fox are called to Xueer's other yard.

After Zhang Tiancheng came back from the finals, he was very sad.

He had a teacup in his hand, and his face looked as if he had lost his soul.

Seeing this, Qin Lang on the sofa touched the fox and asked him to comfort Mr. Zhang.

Seems to see this day, Xueer slightly shook her head, and said to both of them frankly: "your grandfather is not so fragile, he believes you in the bottom of his heart, the reason why he put on that appearance is nothing more than worrying that the guy in fengxiaotian will obstruct him."

As soon as the words came out, the sullen Zhang Tiancheng immediately had a reaction.

"Xiaoxue, you can't persuade them. Just now in the finals, I felt some strange fluctuations. Those forces don't seem to be on the surface. If the children go to the treasure house like this, those guys are likely to catch up."

"At that time, the children's problem will not be as simple as treasure hunting."

Zhang Tiancheng is more and more excited. In the end, he even criticizes Xueer.

Xueer, who always knew Zhang Tiancheng well, had to smile bitterly.

Then, Xueer takes out two things from the purple box beside her.

"Don't listen to grandfather Zhang. He doesn't disturb your self-confidence. Look, this is a farewell gift we prepared for you. It can be used in places like treasure house."

With that, Xueer put the funeral on the table.

One is the purple cloth bag. The thing hidden in the cloth bag seems to move. It is surging all the time.

The other is a dark purple blade.

On the surface, this blade is very delicate, and it also exudes strong power. Even compared with Qin Lang's Shura blood knife, it doesn't show off much.

Qin Lang and his wife are looking at the object in front of them at the same time. The fox with keen perception takes the lead in locking the purple cloth bag.

Living in the wild all the year round, the fox's habits told her that the animal in the bag was a powerful one.

Out of curiosity, the fox can't wait to open the bag.