There is a chassis more than ten miles west of Panlong Town. This is something that the people in the town know about. However, from today on, the chassis is gone.

Looking at Ding Yuan, who was suppressed in the soil, Zhen Xingqing joked to Jia Daoli: "This kid went to heaven and earth when I was hunted down, so I specially customized a heaven and earth rule for him. Now, he has really gone to heaven, but he has also entered the earth."

Jia Daoli frowned and said, "Senior brother, when Taizu set up my Daze lineage, he once said that his fellow disciples would never be allowed to kill each other. It is not difficult for you to take his life today, but the backlash of the Yuan Spirit of the Blood Vow will probably destroy your entire cultivation, and it will not be worth the loss."

"Who said I want to kill him?" Zhen Xingqing glared, "I just want him not to make trouble today!"

He wasted such a lot of effort and even used the original fire of his life. He just wanted to confine him for one day. Who would believe him if he said it? Jia Daoli thought to himself.

"Besides..." Zhen Xingqing's eyes rolled, "It's not just us here. Look at that kid, although he practiced the Daze magic with Ding Yuan, he has not returned to the mountains and has not had blood swore to add his body. Isn't it appropriate to let him do it?"

Zhen Xingqing stretched out his hand, pointed to Gou Yifang, who had been kneeling on the ground from beginning to end, and summoned, "Hey, that boy, come here."

Gou Yifang got up and walked to Zhen Xingqing, lowered his head and said, "I have seen two masters."

"Well, you know etiquette," Zhen Xingqing nodded while touching her beard, and said, "That's over the past two years. You know what kind of character you are. You have suffered a lot in his hands. You have killed him in the past. I asked Junior Brother Jia to take you back to the mountain to learn the most orthodox Taoism. Don't always follow these incompetent ways to do evil ways."

Gou Yifang looked back at Ding Yuan, looked at the shoe that obviously belonged to his father on the ground, and looked at the dilapidated hut not far away. His eyes turned red in an instant. He wanted to agree several times, but finally fell to the ground. While kowtowing to Zhen Xingqing, he said, "Master, even if there are many things in the past, it is my master after all, and it is all for the sake of his disciples. I really can't do this kind of deception of my master and destroying my ancestors. I'll ask you to show your strength and open your arms!"

Zhen Xingqing looked at Gou Yifang's facial expression carefully, and after a long time, he suddenly laughed for a while and said to Ding Yuan: "Your apprentice is much better than you."

After saying that, he walked towards the town without looking back. Jia Daoli looked at Zhen Xingqing who was leaving, then looked at Ding Yuan, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Ding, I hope you will be able to do it yourself in the future."

Then, he followed Zhen Xingqing away.

After catching up with the senior brother in three or two steps, Jia Daoli sighed with a sigh: "I didn't expect that Senior Brother would actually let Junior Brother Ding go like this. When you turned away from the master, he had made a great grudge with you."

Zhen Xingqing raised the corners of her mouth as if she was smiling and said, "Do you believe that poisonous snakes can raise chickens?"

Jia Jianzi looked back at Xifang thoughtfully, shook his head and thought: It turned out that the senior brother said that he just now was just to plant a seed in the heart of the doll named Gou.

"Ding Yuan is just an extra-field matter, and that is the main battlefield," Zhen Xingqing turned his gaze to the northern sky, where there was a golden light, and the green energy was jointly strangling the sword light of the sky. "Even Long Ya Bi has appeared, it seems that the child is indeed that child."

The two children Zhen Xingqing mentioned have completely different meanings. The first one is an ordinary child adopted by postman Zhao Wu, and the second one refers to the legitimate son of Princess Yongle of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the grandson of Emperor Renzong!

Jia Daoli also looked at the fierce battle in the air over there and asked worriedly: "Senior Brother, who will win this game when you say?"

"Of course, it's people from Panlong Town. Since Zhao Xifeng is that child, how could he lose?" Zhen Xingqing answered without hesitation, but felt that he was too full of words when he said this, so he paused and continued, "Even if they lost, we still have them. You can't beat them, but it's okay to save someone and leave!"

Jia Daoli burst into laughter and the two walked into the town together.

After the two brothers of Zhen Xingqing left, Gou Yifang still maintained his kneeling position just now, not moving at all, like a statue.

Ding Yuan raised his head and looked at the nominal apprentice gloomy, with a sneer on his lips: "Pretend! Everyone has gone far away, you are still pretending!"

Hearing this, Gou Yifang smiled, smiling extremely brightly and extremely hideously: "If Master can't stand it, why not crawl out of the ground and slap his disciple in the face, just like every night in the past two years. If you don't beat the disciple, you won't be able to sleep well, right?"

After saying that, Gou Yifang stood up and searched around, and finally found the dagger that Ding Yuan left in the dead grass. This dagger was really not an ordinary thing. After being roasted by Zhen Xingqing's real name Yuanhuo, there was no trace left.

Ding Yuan's expression changed slightly and he scolded: "My evil disciple! Even if I am physically controlled, what can you do to me? Do you still remember the blood curse that was planted on your soul? As long as you take a step forward, I will make you a mummy!"

Gou Yifang seemed to have not heard it. Holding a dagger in his hand, the old god approached Ding Yuan and said, "Master, don't lie to the liar again. You are imprisoned by the two masters here, and you will definitely temporarily ban the Yuanling. Otherwise, this wasteland grave and a few cups of loess will trap you."

"So what?" Ding Yuan sneered: "Don't forget that your useless drunk father is still in my hands. Your future path of cultivation must also rely on my guidance. Those who know the knowledge will wait obediently! When the old man escapes from trouble, I will forgive you for your sin of disrespect today."

"You dare to mention my father! I'm immortal! Explain to me what's going on with that leg! Do you think I'm blind? Do you think I'm so bloody smell in my room?" Gou Yifang said gritting his teeth and tears broke out, "Besides, my cultivation path has always depended on me alone! Master, you probably forgot that the cultivation techniques of our lineage are one of the souls and two of the qi and blood. Now that you have no Yuan Ling in your body, isn't it just a big tonic medicine for your disciples? When I take out your soul beads and drink all your essence and blood, I still need to rely on you to point fingers in the future?"

Ding Yuan's face finally changed drastically and he cursed at Gou Yifang: "You wolf cub who bullies the master and destroys the ancestors deserve to live in the pile of dead people for the rest of your life! I also want to eat me, if you have the courage, you will come over, and you won't be able to break your mouth and your baby teeth!"

Gou Yifang did not hurry to walk over, but slowly walked around Ding Yuan's head and approached step by step with caution. When the two were only one foot apart, they raised their fingertips forward, and their fingers flew backwards into Ding Yuan's mouth, cutting their tongue with one knife!

Ding Yuan let out a muffled cry of pain, and blood in his mouth was pouring.

Looking at the tongue that was still beating around him, Gou Yifang smiled and said, "My master's disciple has seen the needle needle on the tongue. How could you rush up recklessly when you stimulate it? You are too despised by your disciple."

This time, Ding Yuan never had any help, and finally became afraid. He whispered to mercy and promised countless benefits. A generation of masters fell to this point.

Gou Yifang ignored it and raised his dagger toward Ding Yuan's Tianling Cover and stabbed it hard!

As a result, there were no other sounds around the desolate grave.

Gou Yifang reached into the knife and groped around. After a while, he took out a black bead with blood stains and white serous.

Then, Gou Yifang roared and bit Ding Yuan's old face.

The autumn wind is everywhere, sending the sound of chewing and sucking far away.
Chapter completed!