"The Poison God of the Western Regions!" The saints seemed to think of what the old man said the day before yesterday, and immediately said it in unison.

"Huh? There is still a man here?" Although the old man with purple hair felt that this man had no ability, he always felt that this man was a little special. Judging from his intuition, this man should be very important to them.

"I didn't expect it! I didn't expect that you little girls actually hid this man with those old guys on their backs. They must have done something dirty and shameful, hahaha!" The old man with purple hair smiled extremely arrogantly, as if he thought it would be a good idea to use such things to ridicule the old guys.

The saints were so angry that their faces turned blue and white, both embarrassing and unable to refute.

"It is said that since the words of gods and Buddhas are filled with fragrance, today some people are really whispering ink in their mouths, and the smell is so stinking that it is not smelly!" Zhao Ganyu nodded proudly and exclaimed when he finished speaking.

The girls were all laughed at Zhao Ganyu's words, thinking in their hearts that this man was also interesting, if he was really the king... All the women looked at Zhao Ganyu affectionately, and saw each other's abnormality and thought of themselves. They couldn't help but turn their eyes away with their pretty faces flushed.

The old man Zihai thought that the Buddha this kid was talking about naturally could not be him, but when it comes to "some people" it is naturally him.

"Okay, okay, very good! Hahaha!" The old man with purple hair laughed in anger, and his momentum surged. Zhao Ganyu suddenly felt like his chest was pressing down on a mountain, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.

"What...good...good...good hate?" Zhao Ganyu said this, his tone was still very reluctant, as if he said this on purpose.

And it sounded extremely natural to the ears of the girls, as if they were ridiculing the old man with stuttering words.

"What a clever junior!" The old purple-haired man was in a strong wind and grabbed Zhao Ganyu with one hand, and actually took Zhao Ganyu away beside the five saints. "Do you still dare to be stubborn when you get to my hands?"

Although Zhao Ganyu felt that the blood and blood in his body were churning, and the heavy force made him feel extremely uncomfortable, he still forced himself to say, "What's the matter!"

"Chasing!" The blonde girl saw the purple-haired old man with great speed, and disappeared without a trace in a few moments. The silver-haired girl hurriedly stopped the blonde girl's actions and sighed softly, "Don't let the elders and the others notice this matter, it's better for us to handle it ourselves."

"But..." The blonde girl was a little worried.

"Hmm? Bai Xiao, what's wrong with you? Aren't you always going to kill that bastard?" The green-haired girl couldn't help but ask curiously.

The girls came to their senses and were shocked. What happened just now?

How could you be moved by a man?

"If you die, die." The redhead said, and all the saints fell silent...

"Okay! You're very good!" The old man with purple hair originally wanted to catch a saint and go back and torture slowly, but each saint's skill was only slightly inferior to his and extremely difficult to catch.

If the five people join forces, it is not only very difficult, but also difficult to get it. I am afraid that the five old men will arrive in time, and he will probably not even have a chance to escape. He can't help but lower his eyes and stare at Zhao Ganyu.

In fact, he didn't want to capture Zhao Ganyu, but he saw the five saints looking at Zhao Ganyu's affectionate eyes. Although he was already in the twilight years and had lost his young man's sentiment, he was still a little jealous of this boy's beauty. How could he have thought about the blonde girl's dream of killing him the moment before.

"Boy, you have successfully angered me! You did a great job!" The old man with purple hair took Zhao Ganyu to move left and right. Zhao Ganyu only felt that the wind was pricked on his cheek and could not open his eyes, and there were some noises of the whistling wind in his ears.

"Is that right? I think so too." Zhao Ganyu couldn't help but nodded with a smile, thinking that the old man with purple hair was right.

The old man with purple hair narrowed his eyes and murderous intent burst out, his face was calm and he raised his palm and wanted to kill Zhao Ganyu with one palm. But when he thought that Zhao Ganyu seemed to have special significance to the five saints, a kind smile gradually appeared on his old face.

Along the way, he simply didn't think much about it, for fear that the five old men would chase him, so he didn't look back and didn't dare to think too much.

The old man with purple hair ran wildly, Zhao Ganyu was surprised, what martial arts skills are so powerful? Why is there such a master in the world? I have only watched it in TV series before, but who would have thought that he had experienced such a weird thing personally?

It was far scarier than I thought! Zhao Ganyu never thought that he would meet such a light skill master at that time, nor did he think that such a light skill master would just grab him with one hand, his figure was even more fierce than a leopard, faster than an eagle, and faster than an elk.

"Boy, I won't kill you in one go...hehehe!" The old man with purple hair looked at Zhao Ganyu with a kind smile on his face, and his gentle tone was like a conversation with relatives, but after hearing his words, Zhao Ganyu felt a chill on his back, as if he thought that killing him should be better than he caught.

"What? Are you scared now? Hehehehe, don't be afraid, the fun game hasn't started yet!"

The old man with purple hair stretched out his hand and held his palm and exerted force. Zhao Ganyu only felt that he had flew up.

"Is this old monster still a human?"

Zhao Ganyu had never seen such a strange force. He only felt that his whole body was thrown into a sense of weightlessness, as if he was buried in the surroundings in danger.

"He didn't want me to die from such a high place, did he?" Zhao Ganyu couldn't help feeling cold when he thought of the miserable appearance of falling into mud when he fell.

"Do you want to die like this?" The old man with purple hair seemed to have insight into Zhao Ganyu's inner thoughts. He smiled kindly, slowly shook his head, and kicked hard.

"Hehe! I won't let you die like this!"

After hearing the old man with purple hair, Zhao Ganyu slowly exhaled, but was dragged and thrown away by the old man with purple hair. The next moment, when he heard the old man with purple hair, his heart was hanging again.

"I want you to die hundreds of times worse than this, and suffer tens of thousands of times more pain! I want you to survive, but not to die! Hahaha!"

The old man with purple hair smiled extremely arrogantly, as if he was not afraid of the world.

"Get up!" When the old man with purple hair threw it up for the third time, Zhao Ganyu felt that he had touched the edge of the sea of ​​clouds and could feel the coolness of the clouds everywhere.

"Where is this? The altitude here should be very high, right?" Zhao Ganyu murmured to himself. He was about to die anyway, so he couldn't help but say all his psychological words in a quiet voice.

Unexpectedly, the old man with purple hair had extremely sensitive ears and immediately listened to Zhao Ganyu's words.
Chapter completed!