"Why should the young master of the Juntian tribe give us an order to the Poison Dragon Cave? We will not belong to the Juntian tribe." An old man with a cold face said dissatisfied. This man's face was full of pustules, and his face was pulled as he spoke, which made people worry about whether the pustules would explode. His waist and back were bulging, and he had a pair of crocodile legs, which looked ugly and creepy.

"Haha, no matter which part he is, the benefits are real. Hey, the third level of the magic method of the cultivation method, the fourth level. Tsk tsk, when we two brothers practice these four levels, those ladies in Leigong Mountain, hey..."

The man who spoke was pale and had no need to see his age. He dressed in a Confucian scholar and seemed to be three-pointed and seven-pointed. He was already winter and he was holding a folding fan in his hand.

"Boss Du, the benefits are not small, but you have to see who the opponent is? Leaving the two little kids, the two in Emei are the personal disciples of Master Mie Jue, and the disciples of Zhang Sanfeng from Wudang are among them. Can we take them off with the two of us?" said the hunchbacked old man, "Don't get the benefits, and leave yourself in it."

"Don't do it? You have to do it if you don't want to do it! The talisman is coming soon. If you anger the talisman and plant the talisman of life and death for you, you should consider the consequences yourself." The white-faced Confucian scholar said, "Good second, Gu Lao Er, our two poisonous immortals are indeed not their opponents when they fight head-on, but you don't think about how we can make a living? Hehe, recently I have just prepared a wonderful magical medicine. The man has not been able to take the golden spear, but the woman has taken it... Hehe, it's not as good as a tiger or wolf."

"Boss Poison, it's not my own cold water. Wudang, Emei people traveled around the world. If they didn't have some vigilance and were eaten up by people with their leather bones, how could they be so glorious? If there was any wrong meal, they would see it." The hunchbacked old man was not brave and acted quite cautiously.

"My 'Drought Forest Yulu' is colorless and tasteless, and it is not a poison. Who can tell? As for poisoning, isn't you the second child?" said the white-faced Confucian scholar.

When the hunchbacked old man heard this, he thought about it carefully and found that there was no loophole. He immediately showed joy and said with a thumbs up: "Gao! Boss Poison is smart, this idea makes it possible for the Juntian tribe to capture the third and fourth levels of the magic method of giving the magic method. If Boss Poison tribe is useful, then the Yin Liuxia of Wudang can be captured. The letter can tell you the complete set of magic methods of capturing the Liuxia of Yin Liuxia alive! When you practice magic skills, what are the Five Poison Sects, Gu Shen Sects, and fuck his grandmother. The girls in Leigong Mountain have forced us to be so miserable over the years. I have to plant my treasure spirit Gu for them all!"

"When the magical power is achieved, those women will let me enjoy it first, and then plant a poisonous woman for you, otherwise it will be useless..." The white-faced Confucian scholar licked his lips, "The female hero of Emei, who is so beautiful, tsk, I don't know how wonderful it is. I heard that there is a ten-year-old girl doll. I haven't enjoyed it for a long time. At that time, tie the Wudang sect to a tree, fill some aphrodisiac, watch my old immortal fuck the people of Emei hard, and suffocate them to death, haha! Haha!" After saying that, he was already laughing to the sky as if he had succeeded.

"Boss Poison...Why don't you attack Anayi? You're only ten years old." The hunchbacked old man asked hesitantly.

The white-faced Confucian scholar was flying in his mind. When he suddenly asked this, his face suddenly became gloomy: "The saint of Miaojiang, how could there be no poison in the bottom of the box? If he was plotted against it, it would be more than worth it. Humph, if he didn't ask about the secret code of the Gu nerve and the Five Poisons, he couldn't use it. If he forced her to death, we would be in vain. When we asked, we would find someone to break her body and hook out the poisonous poison. I'll enjoy it again. Humph, is she still the same in the past two days?"

"I'd rather not say a word or resist, just sit in jail..." said the hunchbacked old man.

...

"There is a wine shop in front of you. Let's take a break and have a meal." Yin Liting asked while driving.

"Okay, okay, I'm hungry." Zhou Zhiruo clapped her hands and shouted.

"Little girl, I'm going to tell you not to eat breakfast, are you hungry? Do you want to eat some snacks and make your stomach first?" Bei Jinyi asked.

"No, I can't eat lunch after the snacks." Zhou Zhiruo said, poking her head out, "Brother, Uncle Li, let's have dinner at the restaurant in front."

Zhou Tiansheng and Li Xu nodded, answered silently, and ran all the way to chase the carriage.

"Zhiruo, call him Uncle Li and Sister Ding, isn't you let me call me shorter for a lifetime?" Ding Minjun said, "He", needless to say, it must be Li Xu.

"Ah! Then I'll call you Aunt Ding..."

"Forget it, let's call me Sister Ding. What if I say, you will become my junior sister soon."

It was almost noon at this time, but the place was remote and there were not many people. The group went to the restaurant to tie the horses and walked in. Yin Liting threw a piece of silver and asked the restaurant to serve the dishes soon, and then sat down together.

There were not many guests in the restaurant, only three or five, a young couple with ugly faces, dirty bodies and muddy all over their bodies. It was obvious that they were just finished working with a farmer couple. There was also a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with a graceful demeanor, drinking leisurely, and a dark wood sword hanging around his waist, like a Taoist priest, but he was dressed as a Confucian scholar, which seemed very strange.

Zhou Tiansheng saw that the couple was not right. What farm work can they do in this weather? Besides, ordinary farmers rarely have to go to a restaurant to have a meal. Even if they come out to eat, they have to change their clothes, right?

He looked at Li Xu with a change of eyes. Li Xu shook his head and signaled not to worry too much.

"What are you shaking your head? Are there anything you can't say?" Ding Minjun looked at the mysterious secret of the two of them, and was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry.

Li Xu picked up a cup of tea, drank it slowly, looked around, pretending not to hear it.

"Are you deaf? Can't you hear me talking to you?" Ding Minjun asked sharply, frightening the waiter, but he knew it was the customer's own business, so he didn't dare to ask more.

But the farmer's couple had no reaction at all, and did not raise their heads, but just ate with their heads in silence. The middle-aged man in Confucian shirt turned his head and smiled, raising his glass to show off.

"What are you looking at? Have you ever seen anyone get angry?" Ding Minjun's stingy spirit was narrow, and it was personally circulated by Emei, and he never hides his temper when he is outside.

The middle-aged man in Confucian shirt smiled bitterly, shrugged at Li Xu, signaling you to do whatever you want, and then raised your glass and drank it in one sip. Li Xu also raised his glass and signaled.

"You are always flirting with someone you don't know. Why don't you dare to talk to me?" Ding Minjun said.

"I don't like to talk." Li Xu said in a muffled voice, and took another sip of tea.

After hearing what he said, Ding Minjun had nothing to answer and sat beside him angrily and sulked.

Yin Liting pressed into Bei Jinyi's ear and asked in a low voice: "Who has messed with Senior Sister Ding again today?"
Chapter completed!