Heaven will send great responsibility to invisible people

Although Shen Tubo howled for a long time, he was not a person who loves to push his horns. He was coaxed into submission by Long Yuanle the night before, and he generously came out to meet people early the next morning.

So, when Shen Tubo followed Long Yuanle out, the people who were eating breakfast bustlingly fell silent.

"...This world is too unfair." Long Xuejing shook his head.

"It's really unfair, is there still justice?" Long Yi also shook his head.

Tan Feng really wanted to say something, but he glanced at Qu Wenfeng, who shared the room with him last night, and couldn't say anything, just sighed.

In the end, everyone unanimously said: "Master, you are so handsome!"

Shentu Bo at this time, although he has gray hair, looks like an old man.But he was born with good facial features, even if he is no longer young, he is still a good-looking old man, not at all like the sloppy old man that everyone imagined.

Yesterday he kept calling himself ugly, but he couldn't accept it for a while. Now that he accepted it, he took a closer look and felt that it was actually...not bad.

Hahahahaha, the narcissistic Shentu Bo proudly raised his tail, and even walked with wind.

"Good grandson, come and greet grandpa." Shen Tubo waved his hands, looking like an arrogant master, "Grandpa will give you sweets."

Except for Long Yuanle and Tan Feng, the other six people in Buxiangu didn't hesitate or feel ashamed, they hurriedly lined up to say hello, and waited to receive candies.

Shen Tubo was just joking, but they really got excited.He didn't have candy on him, so he had to pay silently.

At this time, Wang Po came.

Although Shen Tubo is the leader, he is still a junior. Seeing his seniors coming, he didn't dare to make trouble anymore, so he quickly got up and stood up obediently.

"It doesn't look like an old man at all, and you won't be spotted at a glance when you go out." Wang Po glanced at Shen Tubo, "I will give you medicine later to suppress your throat."

"Are you still taking medicine?"

"You can tell that you are a young man with this voice."

Shen Tubo showed a embarrassed expression, and said: "Will the medicine hurt the throat? I still want to sing a little song for my meatballs, and the throat must not be damaged."

Long Yuanle was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he couldn't hold back and said to him for a moment: "Your broken voice really thinks I want to hear it!"

Shen Tubo was aggrieved, and shouted: "I just said last night that I didn't dislike me, why do you dislike me now! I thought you liked to hear it!"

"Never liked it! It's ugly!"

"You lied to my feelings again!"

The two were talking and wrestling into a ball.

Long Yuanle was spanked under the pressure of the old hooligan, and felt so wronged that he didn't want to play any more.

After making a fuss for a while, Shen Tubo obediently went to Wang Po to get medicine.

"Take this medicine once a day. If you don't take it for a day after everything is done, your throat will recover." Wang Po gave him a small white porcelain jar with pills in it, which smelled like medicine.

He ate one, and after a while, his voice was hoarse when he really spoke, sounding like an old man who was dying.

"When it's done, go and learn how the old man walks. Look at how you walk, you are more agile than anyone else."

To walk like an old man, one has to be an old man who knows martial arts. Shen Tubo really couldn't figure it out, he went around and didn't know who to learn from, so he had to follow Long Xuejing.

"Am I old! I'm only 35!" Long Xuejing was angry, and hated people saying he was old the most.

"If I don't look for you, look for someone! How dare I keep staring at Wang Po!" Shen Tubo felt aggrieved.

The two seemed to be fighting, Long Yuanle couldn't stand it, so he had to drag Shen Tubo away, and said as he walked, "Let's sit outside the door and watch people, don't stay in the room all the time."

Shentu Bo howled a few times, and was dragged out obediently.

The location of Wang Po's mansion is not remote, and there are many pedestrians outside.

Long Yuanle and Shen Tubo strolled to a nearby big tree and sat on the ground.

At this time, Shen Tubo had changed his face, and it was not good to have too much contact with them.Therefore, Long Yuanle did not sit beside him, but kept a distance from him, invisible.

There was a cool breeze blowing under the tree, the two sat and watched people coming and going, neither of them spoke.

Shen Tubo thought that maybe 50 years later, he and Long Yuanle would both be old men, and they would sit under the tree to enjoy the shade like this.

He also wants to grow old together with Long Yuanle.

Shen Tubo had a keen mind, and after watching it all afternoon, he was able to learn how the old man walked.

Long Yuanle also picked up a branch for him as a walking stick. From outsiders' point of view, he was an old man who couldn't even walk steadily.

Shen Tubo was busy here, and Qu Wenfeng was not idle either.

He wandered around the city all day, and when he returned at night, there were already rumors in the city that the leader of the Demon Cult was an old and gloomy old man who had come to the city.

"The news has already spread, there is no need to delay the matter, and the matter must be concluded tomorrow." Qu Wenfeng said, "Too many people will be attracted if it is delayed."

Shen Tubo nodded with a serious expression.

That night, everyone went to bed early in unison.

Shen Tubo didn't sleep, he just sat on the edge of the bed and held Long Yuanle's hand.Long Yuanle didn't sleep either. He leaned against the wall with his eyes closed and practiced all night.

The next day, before dawn, Shen Tubo left Wang Po's mansion alone.

Not long after he left, several figures followed silently, they were the younger disciples of Buxiangu.

The rest stayed at Mrs. Wang's house, and went out separately when there were more people outside.

They planned to let more people see Shen Tubo, and after causing commotion, several young disciples would inform them.

Then Buxiangu came first, followed by Qu Wenfeng from Beichen School.

Jing Nan's identity is sensitive and he is afraid of going wrong, so he doesn't show up unless he has to.

"Where's Xiao Yuan? Where's Xiao Yuan?" After Long Xuejing assigned everyone's positions, he realized that the fourth child who was supposed to stay had disappeared.

Tan Feng, who stayed behind, said: "Need to say? He must have gone with the leader. How can he rest assured that the leader will go out alone?"

Long Yuanle was really worried about Shentu Bo.He didn't know if the method Beichen faction came up with was reliable or not, but he was afraid that something might go wrong and someone would really hurt Shen Tubo.

Standing on the roof with a sword on his back, he watched Shen Tubo walking below with vigilance.

The sun is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more people in the market. The appearance of Shen Tubo has attracted many people's attention.

He was hunched over, leaning on crutches, carrying a sword on his back, and wearing a strange mask on his face. He looked strange, and many people commented.

"Could it be the leader of the Demon Cult..."

"It might be... what should I do? Did you just get on?"

"He must be cheating when he walks on the street so swaggeringly."

People were discussing in low voices, Shen Tubo heard it very unpleasant.

Normally he also wears a mask, everyone sees him and only says he is handsome, but at this time he just looks a little older, all the compliments have turned into slander!

Rou Yuan still loves him the most, no matter what he looks like.

While walking, Shen Tubo observed the passers-by, and found that the martial arts skills of the people beside him were not very high, even if they attacked together, they would not be able to hurt him.

Seeing that the time had come, he walked more and more slowly, and finally stopped.

At this moment, Xiao Tang, who was hiding in the crowd, pointed at Shen Tubo and shouted, "It's the leader of the Demon Sect!"

Xiao Zang's voice was high, and when he shouted, everyone's eyes immediately focused on Shen Tubo.

Before he finished speaking, Lao Ba Jinbao shot from the other end and attacked Shentu Bo.

The yelling and dozen seemed to ignite a fuse. People on the street ran away, drew their swords, and the scene was in chaos.

Shan Zhen Hai Wei has already called other people to come over, and soon others will step forward to join the ranks of encircling and suppressing Shen Tu Bo.

Long Yuanle was still standing on the roof, holding the sword tightly in his sweaty hand.Seeing that Shen Tubo was surrounded by a group of people, he felt very nervous in his heart, fearing that someone would accidentally hurt Shen Tubo in the chaos.

The people from Buxian Valley had already arrived, Long Yi and Niu Niu also drew their swords, shouted something and rushed forward.

Long Yuanle was so nervous that he couldn't hear what they were shouting. He only saw the two of them waving their swords this way and that. There is some space around.

Shen Tubo's martial arts are far above everyone else, he can go back and forth effortlessly, and he still has the spare energy to sneer all kinds of "hehehe", "huh heh heh", "jie jie jie", acting like the leader of the demon sect. vividly.

He couldn't see that everyone from Xian Valley was here, so he shouted at the top of his voice: "Is that all you have? Who else wants to send their heads up, let me do it all!"

After he finished shouting, he looked at Tan Feng, who had the highest martial arts among the eight brothers, and planned to wait for Tan Feng to come up and use his seven-success power to fight realistically, and then Qu Wenfeng...

Just as he was thinking, suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind, coming towards Shen Tubo quickly and urgently.

Shen Tubo was startled, he swung his sword to open the concealed weapon, turned around and looked behind, and saw a group of people behind them, the group of people were dressed in the same clothes, they seemed to be some Jianghu sect, and the leader of the martial arts Not weak, he was the one who just threw a hidden weapon at him.

Long Yuanle on the roof groaned inwardly, and hurriedly raised his sword and jumped off.