Chapter 683: Capture

"Senior... do you think the true identity of Howling Xiao Tianquan Xiaotianquan Gou San has been leaked?"

Song Jingang suddenly thought of one thing.

"Why? Do you think this is a test given to you by the sect?"

Fang Xing sneered: "You think too highly of yourself. What kind of character are you? Do you need to test your loyalty?"

"If the sect high-level discovered Xiaotianquan Gou San's true identity, the first thing they would do is take you down and then use you to lure Xiaotianquan Gou San out."

"Unless you reveal talent comparable to a martial bone genius, no, even stronger than a general martial bone genius, and a sect high-level happens to have a heart of cherishing talent, you might be tested for loyalty to see if you can join the Five Poultry Sect!"

For the sect high-level, talent is of course important, but loyalty is more important!

Once the identity is exposed, Song Jingang's identity immediately changes from a son of a good family to a "son of a thief."

A proper sect would certainly not consider taking him as a disciple.

Unless it is that kind of demonic path, or a giant bandit force.

"That's good... It's just a pity that we have to act tomorrow, it must be that my father showed his flaws when disposing of the stolen goods... Even if I write a letter home now, it's too late."

Song Jingang was a bit anxious.

He had clearly made a choice; compared to this academy that you can only attend by paying money, his own family was definitely more important.

Although many people claim to "help reason, not relatives."

But in reality, helping relatives, not reason, is the norm!

"Fine, I won't interfere with your choice, as long as you have no regrets."

Fang Xing smiled.

The next day.

Fenglian City.

Next to a seemingly ordinary inn.

"I've inquired, this is the largest place to dispose of stolen goods in the city... antiques, calligraphy and paintings, rare medicinal herbs, martial arts secret manuals... they accept almost everything."

Ye Fengchun lay in Song Jingang's ear and lowered his voice: "The master only gave us the range of Fenglian City, I think the possibility of Howling Xiao Tianquan appearing here is the greatest!"

Song Jingang nodded and turned to leave.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Fengchun was a bit surprised.

"Strolling, and observing the terrain by the way!"

Song Jingang said lightly: "No need to follow, too many people might startle the snake!"

He was like an ordinary youth, disguised in the flow of people, and began to stroll normally.

'Now in the dark, there must be masters observing... I can't do anything too outrageous.'

'Therefore, I need to scout on the surface... but in reality, as long as he sees my face, Dad will definitely think something is wrong.'

Song Jingang deliberately didn't disguise himself, and of course, the reason was ready-made.

Disguise was not seamless, and he had no disguise experience, so naturally, playing himself was the best.

And as long as Song Laoliu wasn't stupid, seeing his martial artist son strolling here, he would definitely know there was a problem.

'Senior... what do you think of this plan?'

Time passed hour by hour, and Song Jingang was a bit secretly anxious.

'Do your best, and leave the rest to fate.'

Fang Xing answered lazily.

Although he had placed a certain amount of hope on the host, he would never put all his eggs in one basket.

Even if this host killed himself, he would just pat his butt and leave, waiting to change to another next family.

Thinking of the behavior of those old grandfathers in the novels he read in his previous life, Fang Xing felt extremely speechless.

'Those old grandfathers of the soul-inhabiting type are basically hoping that after the protagonist becomes strong, they can be directly resurrected, or even promoted. Becoming a god...'

'If it is to save the protagonist's life, and they burn their own soul, it is still reasonable—developing feelings after getting along is also a normal development.'

'But if it is just for some competition victory or a few slogans to fool people, they don't hesitate to burn their souls and fight for their lives, throwing away all goals of resurrection and becoming a god... I can only say their brains are broken, or they are under a stupidity-lowering halo?'

Anyway, Fang Xing would not pay anything to save Song Jingang.

The sun was high.

"How could this be?"

Song Jingang was anxious in his heart, and it was also revealed on his face.

This was nothing; even Ye Fengchun thought Song Jingang was just anxious because he couldn't find the target.

He leaned over and handed over a donkey meat fire-baked bun: "Eat something first..."

"Many thanks."

Song Jingang took it, stuffed it into his mouth in two or three bites, and felt even hungrier.

Martial artists of the lower three ranks specialize in hard work, and the consumption of hard work experts is very large.

He looked around and chose a noodle stall: "I'll treat you to noodles..."

Clatter!

The noodles made of fine flour were incomparably chewy, then added with thick broth, and finally topped with a spoonful of topping, which was immediately fragrant.

Especially for those who were hungry.

Ye Fengchun ate two bowls and was still not satisfied.

Just at this time!

Swish... Pop!

A firework exploded in the direction of the south of the city.

"This is... the target has appeared?"

Ye Fengchun hurriedly stood up and ran to the south.

Swish!

Song Jingang's figure moved, his speed almost twice as fast as Ye Fengchun's.

While running, he flicked his finger casually.

Pop!

A silver bean landed in the soup bowl just now, spinning continuously, but it just didn't bounce out.

South of the city, outside a coffin shop.

Several figures were constantly entangled.

"We have already sent a signal, you can't run."

Yuchi Gang and Situ Yanyan joined forces, besieging a gray-clothed figure in the middle.

Their figures moved like flying, and their fist and palm techniques were open and close.

Even if they casually brushed against door frames or wooden posts... they were easily smashed, and even giant stones would leave deep marks.

Beside them, several disciples were lying down, looking like their hands and feet were broken, some directly fainted, all biting their teeth, not saying a word.

Jiang Yuer was guarding the side, and there was a discarded bamboo tube firework beside her.

When Ye Fengchun and Song Jingang arrived, what they saw was such a chaotic scene.

"What should we do? Should we go up?"

Ye Fengchun looked at the "Howling Xiao Tianquan Xiaotianquan Gou San" who was suppressing two Seventh Rank martial artists and still had spare energy, his throat couldn't help but move strongly.

'Hmm? It seems not...'

Song Jingang naturally recognized his dad. At this time, it looked like the gray-clothed person, although he had the strength of a Seventh Rank martial artist and was wearing a mask, and his figure was very similar, there were some differences in the subtle places.

"I can go up, but if you go up, it feels like you will lose points instead."

Song Jingang seriously suggested to Ye Fengchun: "You are only Ninth Rank, rushing up is just seeking death, and the score won't be high... but if you can shoot an arrow at him from the periphery, even if it's just interference, as a Ninth Rank martial artist, it is already qualified enough!"

Ye Fengchun nodded repeatedly: "What you said makes a lot of sense!"

He reached into his bosom and took out a handful of flying locust stones: "Hehe... I specifically went to learn hidden weapons! I was waiting for today!"

Swish!

A flying locust stone was hit, hitting... Yuchi Gang's back of the head!

Bang!

If it were an ordinary person, this would probably make them faint, and if they were unlucky, they might even die.

But Seventh Rank martial artists were all at the peak of hard work. Yuchi Gang looked back coldly and glared at Ye Fengchun.

"Sorry... your movements are too fast."

Ye Fengchun was so scared his legs went soft.

'Even the best plan needs people to implement it... The direction is right, but the execution is not, and the result is still a tragedy.'

Fang Xing's sneer came from Song Jingang's heart.

He sighed inwardly and kicked his right foot.

Bang!

Song Jingang's figure was like a pitch-black fierce tiger, suddenly leaping into the battle circle.

His pair of fists were wrapped in golden light, like a pair of heavy hammers, smashing towards the gray-clothed person.

The gray-clothed person was originally dealing with Situ Yanyan and Yuchi Gang, but instead had spare energy.

After all, he was a Jianghu person with rich actual combat experience, not comparable to these flowers in the garden.

But after Song Jingang joined, the situation was completely different!

Not only was there the pressure of another Seventh Rank, but Song Jingang's moves were both black and poisonous!

Bang!

Two fists are no match for four hands!

He was careless and was smashed on the shoulder by Song Jingang's punch.

Crack!

A slight sound of bone cracking sounded.

'Not good... this person is at a completely different level from the other two.'

The gray-clothed person's eyes wandered, a bit wanting to run.

In the shadows not far away, Master Xiong and Master Yu stood side by side, watching this scene.

"Eh? I didn't expect this Song Jingang's actual combat talent to be so outstanding!"

Master Xiong sighed in admiration: "Maybe, he can really join the Five Poultry Sect in the future!"

He glanced at Master Yu's expression again and smiled: "Of course... Yuer is also not bad, knowing how to judge the situation, and reporting in time, a passing evaluation is indispensable."

"Humph, idiot!"

Master Yu sneered, making the scar on her face look even more ferocious.

She looked at Jiang Yuer, Yuchi Gang, Song Jingang... every time she looked at someone, she scolded them as an idiot.

In the end, her gaze was fixed on Master Xiong: "That person... is not the real Howling Xiao Tianquan Xiaotianquan Gou San at all! A group of rookies who have just entered the Jianghu, they don't even know they have fallen into someone else's cicada shedding its shell scheme..."

"This, they are all children... can't expect too much..."

Master Xiong smiled bitterly.

Just at this time!

The battlefield below changed!

Jiang Yuer saw that the gray-clothed person was starting to run out of energy, her eyes lit up, and a short sword appeared in her hand.

This sword was like a chopstick, short and thin, turning into a wisp of silver light, stabbing out like a poisonous snake!

Its timing was grasped just right.

"Ah!"

A bloodstain immediately appeared on the gray-clothed person's spine.

He screamed, his right hand instantly turned into an afterimage, and his figure was like a spirit crane.

Pfft! Pfft!

Yuchi Gang and the three of them all flew out, and Jiang Yuer's short sword flew out of her hand.

Song Jingang didn't retreat but advanced, his right hand punched out.

Bang!

Bang!

He punched the gray-clothed person in the chest, smashing him into the wall, and countless bricks and stones fell.

And he himself was also hit by a claw, falling to the ground.

Swish!

A figure flashed not far away, Master Xiong immediately flashed out and checked: "Eh? You kid, your golden silk and silver veins and jade bones are well cultivated. I thought you would be seriously injured, but now it seems it's just a minor injury, you only need to rest for a few days..."

After checking Song Jingang, he looked at the injuries of Yuchi Gang and the others, and found that they were not serious: "You go to the inn to rest first, I have to go help Master Yu... that someone, you come to carry Song Jingang."

"Oh."

Ye Fengchun immediately stepped forward.

"I... I'm fine." Song Jingang struggled to get up, looking a bit inconvenient to move: "Where is Master Yu?"

"She went to catch the real Howling Xiao Tianquan."

Master Xiong swept away the broken bricks, looked at the gray-clothed person's corpse, and suddenly pulled open the other party's face towel, revealing a pale face.

It was indeed Xiaotianquan Gou San on the wanted poster, but the skin was starting to wrinkle!

Jiang Yuer's expression changed, looking at the junction of the skin and scalp, and indeed found an abnormality: "This is... a human skin mask?!" ===== CHAPTER 684 =====

The hole was indeed Xiaotianquan Gou San from the wanted poster, but the skin on his face had actually begun to wrinkle!

Jiang Yuyan's expression changed. Looking at the junction between his facial skin and scalp, she indeed discovered something abnormal: "This is... a human-skin mask?!"