"Sister Aying, look at me!" Ye Zixuan grew up in surprise, held her cheeks with her hands, and screamed incredible.

Aying stared at the foot of the mountain, and under the night, bloodshot eyes were covered with blood.

Ye Zixuan pulled Aying again, "Sister Aying, look, the stream is flowing backwards."

Aying glanced at the stream under her feet, and the water flow was indeed slowly flowing backwards. She reached out and subconsciously held Ye Zixuan's wrist.

Ye Zixuan said, "Sister Aying, you have hurt me."

Aying let go a little, "Miss cousin, don't be scared after a while."

Ye Zixuan looked at Xishui again, her eyes full of curiosity and excitement, "It's so amazing."

The middle-aged man stood quietly in the yard, his tall and mighty body motionless like a statue.

"Amitabha"!

With an old voice sounded, a kind-looking old monk slowly walked out of the forest, stood on the edge of the yard, clasped his hands together and bowed.

"Donor, we're meeting again."

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, and the air around him seemed to freeze instantly, and the whole forest was silent.

"Have you seen me"?

The old monk smiled, "Twenty years ago, the donor asked me to undo the sign. Ten years ago, the donor went to Linyun Temple to sing incense. Not long ago, I passed by Nanshan. The donor deliberately avoided me. I counted it.

The fourth time we met”.

"It seems that the master is paying attention to me."

"There are only a few top experts in the world. I'm lonely. Are you paying attention to us too?" Another old voice sounded, and a gray shadow flashed in the forest. The next moment, an old Taoist priest holding a whisk appeared.

In the yard.

The middle-aged man smiled coldly, "A monk and a Taoist priest, you two."

"And I'm there!" A powerful voice shook the forest, and thunder rolled in the distance. A few minutes later, a man with no eyebrows, no beard, naked upper body, and like a mountain fell into the yard, raising waves of dust.

"Remember me. If you hadn't escaped quickly five years ago, we should have fought."

The middle-aged man had a faint disdain in his eyes, "There are five qi transformations in Tianjing and two vindictive kings. Today, there are only three of them, which is very good."

The old monk smiled faintly, "The first time I met the donor, I felt that you were a little familiar with it, but I couldn't remember it. I don't know if the donor can solve my doubts."

The old Taoist priest shook the whisk and hit the left hand, "I don't know why the donor has secretly investigated the masters of Tianjing over the years."

The man who had no eyebrows and no beards and could not tell his age said lightly, "Your figure looks very similar to a stunning junior back then."

"You guys have too many words."

The old monk looked at Ye Zixuan behind the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "When we reach our level, it will hurt our harmony when we fight. To be honest, we are here to save people, so hand over that girl."

Ye Zixuan subconsciously hid behind Aying and whispered to Aying: "Sister Aying, they are not here to save me."

As he said that, he poked his head out from behind Aying, "Old monk, you can't deceive me. I am born with a wise eye. You are not here to save me."

The old monk looked merciful, "Little girl, I am an old friend of your grandfather, he asked me to save you."

"No, liar, you must have wanted to kill me and then blame the uncle, and want my grandfather to deal with him."

The naked man smiled and said, "What are you talking nonsense to a little girl?"

"Wait"! The old Taoist priest stopped the man who was about to take action and looked at the middle-aged man, "No one who can reach our level is a fool. I don't understand what the meaning of setting up this situation"?

The middle-aged man had a faint hatred in his eyes, "You answer me a question first and I will tell you."

"Amitabha, monks do not lie." The old monk put his hands together.

"It is not something that ordinary people can do to find out this through subtle clues. I want to know who else has this ability besides a person like Mr. Zhu. Tianjing Lu, Han, Wu, Tian, ​​which family are you?

, or from which family members are from."

The monk smiled slightly, "I was named Tian before I became a monk."

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and said, "I am the one who is named Lu."

The naked man with no eyebrows and no beard snorted, "My surname is Wu."

The flames in the middle-aged man's eyes began to burn, "If you kill you, your three families will have no last trump card. I will kill everyone in your family one by one."

The man without eyebrows and no beard laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed in the mountains and forests for a long time, as if he heard a huge joke.

"Do you still don't know what it means if we dare to say our last name?"

The old monk also shook his head slightly and smiled, "Donor, it's your turn to say it."

A cold smile appeared on the middle-aged man's lips, "My goal has been achieved."

The old Taoist priest said thoughtfully, "It turns out that you just want to know our identity, but I still don't understand why."

The middle-aged man raised his hand to his cheek and slowly put a thin film in private. His face with three-dimensional facial features and thick lines appeared under the moonlight.

"Because my surname is Lu"!!

Everyone present stared at this face with wide eyes and stared at the face without blinking. Except for Ye Zixuan's eyes that were carefully observed without surprise, everyone showed an extremely surprised look.

"Amitabha"! The old monk came to his senses first, "I should have thought of it as you long ago."

"You are really Lu Shanmin's father." Ye Zixuan rushed over from behind Aying excitedly and was pulled back to her by Aying.

The man with no eyebrows and no beard laughed, "Okay, very good, it's really interesting. After digging sweet potatoes for so many years, he also dug out personal ginseng. It is said that Lu Chen is blind, but I don't think he is arrogant.

He is still the biggest fool in the world. He sets a dead end for himself in order to prove his enemy's identity, just to die clearly."

As he said that, he looked at Ye Zixuan with a smile, "It's a pity that two watery girls have to be taken to be buried by you."

"Amitabha. Good, good, as long as you send you to the Western Paradise, I believe that Mr. Zhu will pull out the darkness behind you, which will be considered immeasurable merit."

Aying understood a little at this time. Ye Zixuan was bait. Because of some unknown reasons, as long as whoever came to save would involve the matters of that year. These three families were not incapable of dealing with the old man and the others, but they were just too involved.

There are many, if you are not sure, the loss will be too great. So you took this opportunity to kill Ye Zixuan and blame the old man and others, treat Mr. Zhu as a pawn, and use Mr. Zhu's status to mobilize senior officials to come forward and kill people with a knife. They are really here to kill Ye Zixuan.

of.

The old Taoist priest waved his whisk, "Actually, this fight is not a must. As long as you shake them out, I can promise you that you will only die."

Lu Chenlong smiled, "But I think you all die."

...........

...........

On the hillside of Qishan, two figures, one big and one small, collided repeatedly without fatigue. Without boxing or any skills, it was like two crazy bulls colliding together in pain, making a rumble like thunder.

From the road to the forest, from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, the rocks and trees fly across the mountain.

The internal energy fills the muscle cells endlessly, and combines the muscle cells in the whole body into one.

The qi flows higher than the other, and it continues to turn into internal strength.

The momentum of ordinary land spreads across the Qishan Mountain, and all the birds, beasts and insects retreat.

Lu Shanmin's legs were trapped in the soil and rose up from the ground.

Xue Meng half-kneeled on the ground, raised his head, and his blood-red eyes were like hell coming from the devil.

Bending, bounced his legs, and rose up from the ground, and the two rushed towards each other at the same time.

The little girl's teeth clattered, Hai Dongqing unconsciously clenched her fists, and her palms were covered in sweat.

The man in sunglasses stood more than ten meters away from the two of them, stretched out his finger and shook it, "I just agreed."

Hai Dongqing slowly let go of his hands, turned his head to look at the little girl, and said lightly: "You have grown up with Lu Shanmin since you were young, and you should understand his character. This is his own grudge, so let him resolve it by himself."

The little girl stomped her feet, "He is not your Shanmin brother, of course you are not in a hurry."

Hai Dongqing looked at the two people who had just collided with each other and quickly separated in the forest, and murmured: "The man I, Hai Dongqing, like, is not a coward."

On the trail, a tall figure slowly walked over and walked to the man with sunglasses and stopped by more than ten meters inside. He laughed and said, "Oh, it's quite lively."

The man in sunglasses looked at him and said lightly: "I will not interfere in your affairs later. Now, please do not interfere in our affairs."

The tall man touched the big bald head and smiled, "It's okay, I can wait."

The little girl glanced at the bald man, "Who is he?"

Haidongqing frowned slightly, "The people of the Wu family."

Wu Gang waved to the little girl, "Little sister, I am Huang Jiujin's brother, you can call me brother."

Hai Dongqing said coldly, "Tian Heng really has no good intentions."

The little girl smiled at Wu Gang, and she was already murderous intent in her heart. She looked up and looked at the direction of the top of the mountain, "There are two people on it."

Hai Dongqing grabbed the little girl's wrist and "wait first".

"What are you waiting for? Let's join forces to kill one first."

Hai Dongqing let go of his hand, "Xue Meng and this person wearing sunglasses should not be the same as them. Let's see the situation first."

Wu Gang touched the big bald head and said to Hai Dongqing: "Sister Donghai Qing, a female hero, I have heard of your name, I think we can make friends."

Hai Dongqing snorted, "I never make friends with dead people."
To be continued...