After dealing with this girl who seemed to be a star-chasing girl, both me and the old ghost felt quite tired. They ran away to the lobby where they set out in China, checked the tickets to see the station.

As a result, there was another problem during the identity test. I was fine. Zhu Xiaoqi was a master in the side and made a new identity system for me. Lao Gui was a bit outrageous. The inspector held his ID card and faced him for a long time. He vaguely found some traces. After hesitating for a while, he said, "I'll have plastic surgery,"

The old ghost's face changed, but his height suddenly increased, about 1.9 meters tall. His whole temperament is indeed the same as that of Fei Xiang, a Taiwanese male star in the 1980s. He looks a bit like a mixed-race between Chinese and foreign countries.

Although the old ghost is not willing to talk about it, I also know that it should be the sequelae caused by the old ghost swallowing Mondo Cappadocia's heart in the battle outside Birmingham.

In a sense, the old ghost is actually a Cappadocia.

Maybe he felt that a handsome guy like Lao Gui didn't look like a bad guy. The female inspector greedily looked at the handsome man with a mysterious and melancholy temperament in front of him, and finally let him go.

The two arrived at the terminal building and boarded the plane to Xining within a dozen minutes.

In fact, time was a lot of money, but because Lao Gui's flight was a bit late, it was already very good to be able to catch the plane.

The plane was a public place, and it was not suitable to talk about some privacy topics, so both of them did not speak in a tacit understanding and rested moderately. Unexpectedly, even the flight attendant was a little uncontrollable. With the excuse of service, he ran over to see the old ghost from time to time, asking about his well-being, sometimes asking whether he wanted a blanket, sometimes asking whether he wanted to drink water, which made me blame him for being jealous, ei.c o m

Some people who were brave and hot, even put a note on him when they got off the plane. He didn't know what to do. As soon as he left the exit, I snatched it over and opened it and saw it. It was written with a phone number, a name, and a pink lipstick mark.

Well, there is no other language, but the sexy lipstick print translated into Chinese, I think it should be three words: "You know,"

I was jealous and said, "Old Ghost, you're just a glorious trip back to China."

The old ghost didn't expect that the beautiful flight attendant who looked polite would be so hot. He shouted that he couldn't bear it. I encouraged him and said, "Otherwise, you call me, it won't take long for you to send me a message."

The old ghost glared at me and said, otherwise I would let you do it.

I smiled bitterly and said, "I think, I haven't even looked at me directly, why do you want me to come?"

The old ghost said why didn’t he look at you directly? He wasn’t staring at you, asking the gentleman whether to ask for tea or water, lemon, cola, milk, Sprite…

I rolled my eyes and said, "You've become handsome, I'm not jealous of you. The key is that where did you get this tuxedo suit. This thing is so amazing. Ordinary girls are simply unprepared for seeing this. After saying that, how much did they cost,

The old ghost said you still remember Angelina's godfather Marquis Balk,

I nodded and said, remember, the only important official who surrendered in Tsmith, now in charge of the Slovakia region, what's wrong?

The old ghost said that the clothes were given by him, and the special material was torn to pieces, and they would be merged into shape again. It is said that it was the result of a boring person's development for a century. How about it, do you want to have a set?

I said I would like to have a set of pancakes and fruits. If I had a tuxedo, I would forget it. It was just a silk thread and I couldn't wear that kind of aristocratic temperament.

The old ghost was a little regretful and said that there was no such thing as this. I think your Erlang Shen style is actually quite handsome...

While they were talking, they left Caojiabao Airport. They did not take a taxi, but walked away. After there was no one around, the old ghost finally stopped chatting, but asked directly about Huang Yanggui.

He was worried about the whole way, and I didn't keep it a secret, and explained the whole story to him one by one.

The past of this matter is very complicated. It took me a long time to tell the old ghost clearly. When I heard these things, the old ghost looked a little bad. He pointed to the Kunpeng stone in my hand and said, "That is to say, when the two sides exchanged things, she actually gave you a fake Kunpeng stone."

I shook my head and said that the Kunpeng Stone was real, but my master's remnant soul disappeared.

The old ghost held his forehead and said that I don’t remember some of the previous details. I mean, are you sure Huang Yangshen knows that there is the remnant soul of the sword demon uncle in the Kunpeng Stone.

I said angrily: "The reason why Kunpeng Stone was handed over to her was because at that time you and I were both the lowest-level figures in the world. We had no ability and no tricks to resurrect my master. Huang Yanggui was the eldest daughter of the first family in the world, so I gave it to her and asked her to help find a solution. You think she can forget it."

The old ghost said that if it wasn't forgot, it was intentional.

I said it was definitely intentional.

The old ghost narrowed his eyes and said that since that is the case, it is the enemy.

I said not necessarily, I think the matter here is very weird. Apart from a missing brother, she has no more brothers and sisters. Suddenly another sister appeared. The woman not only married Zhang Bo from the King of Zhang Bei, but also had a teenage daughter. The daughter was full of mystery, but she didn't look like a human. How many twists and turns are there in this?

The old ghost said who confirmed that Huang Yanggui was infected?

I said it was Xiao Yuer and Bu Yu, which is the bald head that we saw when we met the Black Hand Shuangcheng when we were in Mali Mountain. Do you still remember it?

The old ghost nodded and said that I remember, but I didn't expect that my master even gave me a female apprentice.

I said that Xiao Yu'er is more than just amazing. I think you and I may not be as good as her if you and I add it together.

The old ghost said you mean water.

I shook my head and said it was cultivation.

The old ghost touched his chin and said that he was not as good as before, but not as good as in the future. Brother, don’t underestimate yourself. Now you and I are no longer Wuxia Amon.

I asked the old ghost if he knew how many disciples his master taught. I met a guy before. Not only was the richest man in the world, but he also had a very high skill and cultivation. Huang Han, the general of the Huang family of Jingmen, beat the boy up in just a few rounds and a few moves, and he was simply no one else. He is said to be your master's disciple.

The old ghost shook his head and said he didn't know. When I was with my master, he never mentioned anything else. I didn't even know Xiao Yu'er, let alone the richest man in the world you mentioned.

The two walked on foot and explained almost everything, so they hired a taxi on the road and headed to the city.

Xining is the provincial capital of Qinghai. It was called Xiping County and Qingtang City in the eastern part of Qinghai. It is still quite far from where we are going. It is vast and sparsely populated. We don’t want to squeeze into the train and can’t find a black car. Fortunately, there is a car rental company. We rented an off-road vehicle and went to Kunlun Mountain in the west.

Kunlun Mountain is not a mountain, but an entire mountain range. It starts from the Pamir Plateau in the west, runs across the border, Zangbang, and extends to Qinghai. The whole site is more than 2,500 kilometers, narrow in the west and wide in the east, with a total area of ​​500,000 square kilometers.

Looking within such a large range is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Fortunately, Ciyuan Pavilion, as a Jianghu intelligence system, provides us with a rough location.

It is a valley called Luoyexu, located in Qinghai and in the western region.

After renting off-road vehicles and purchasing enough supplies, the two set off and headed west along the expressway.

As we left the city, Guangrao's world appeared in front of us. At the beginning, there were still a lot of traffic around us. Later, under the sky, we were the only one of us walking on the road. The world was silent, which made people feel a little more desolate.

Lao Gui and I were both hanging out in places like the eastern region. We have never been to the northwest Gobi and wilderness where the world is the same. This scenery reminded me of the master's story about the 20-year-old night rain in the rivers and lakes. So while driving, I sighed: "Master said that the northwest is rich in horses and swordsmen, as well as strong wine, smoke, horses and strong women. I think it is related to this empty world. What do you think?"

The old ghost nodded and agreed with me. Yes, the climate in the northwest is severely cold, the terrain is wide and deserted. If people are sticky, they probably won't live long.

After pausing, he said again: "When it comes to swordsmen, when it comes to the legendary swordsmen, the King of Northern Xinjiang, this man, with a big kitchen knife, and a mouthful of smoke, broke into the top ten masters of the world that year, and was known as the two grassroots heroes with Yizijian. At that time, everyone thought that their reputation was not worthy of it, and they were not as good as those of a famous sect. In the end, whether it was the King of Northern Xinjiang or Yizijian, they proved their strength..."

I said Yizijian is the eldest brother of our Nanhai lineage. We can't say that they are grassroots.

Lao Gui said that the South China Sea lineage is not famous in the Central Plains, and many people have never even heard of it. If it is not a grassroots, what is it?

When talking about this topic, my mood became heavier. To be honest, the South China Sea lineage is indeed not obvious. This is a matter. When we want to shock everyone in the world, we have to give it a side when we hear it. Only then can we be considered perfect.

The old ghost glanced at me and said that we two brothers had to work hard.

We walked and talked, and drove in turn. The two had been separated for a long time, but there was no gap at this moment. We drove all the way and told us that we were walking on the long national highway. There were Gobi wilderness on both sides. It was getting darker and the car was almost out of gas. We missed the market town and saw a dilapidated gas station on the road and a hotel next to it. So we stopped here. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
Chapter completed!