"If you meet a scholar wearing a shabby cotton jacket in the temple, don't talk to him, but remember to perform the rituals of the younger generation."

"Why?"

"Don't ask why, do as I say."

"He is strong? He is stronger than you, brother?"

"He glanced at me and I was dead."

At this time, Mr. Huyan couldn't help but tremble all over, and these simple dialogues kept echoing in his mind.

He looked at me and I was dead. This sentence was said by his elder brother, whose elder brother was Hu Yanbo, the captain of the 12th Division of the Law Enforcement Hall, and the third level of the Yuanhua Realm.

Mr. Huyan's head was buzzing. He wanted to say something or even salute, but he couldn't move. It was not that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move. He felt like he was abandoned by the whole world, and the entire space was squeezing him, even trying to squeeze him out.

This feeling lasted for a short time, but it was very strong, so the next moment he crushed the white jade plaque hanging around his waist without hesitation.

The jade plaque shattered, and a white light soared into the sky.

The void fluctuated, and a figure appeared.

It seemed that just a moment had passed. A tall figure appeared in front of Mr. Huyan. A black Taoist robe wrapped around him and slightly swung, looking at the scholar wearing a cotton jacket opposite.

"Brother." Looking at the familiar back in front of him, Mr. Huyan almost cried out. At that moment, he felt the feeling of death. He knew that no one had a murderous thought of him, but he just felt that he would die. This feeling was strange, but it was extremely real.

"I've seen Mr. Big." The tall figure seemed to have not heard the call behind him. He stepped forward and bowed to the scholar from a distance, then stood up and said with respect.

"Hello." The scholar smiled gently, bowed to the other party, and said slowly.

"He is my younger brother." After a brief silence, the tall figure finally spoke and said with a sincere expression. After the end, it seemed that he didn't say it clearly enough, so he added, "Little brother."

"But he is fighting here." The scholar nodded slightly, not as if he was surprised, and then looked at the other party and said.

At this time, whether it was Ouyang Shu, Ruan Shan, Shi Cheng and others, they all maintained their original postures, and they could not even blink their eyes, as if they had become human-shaped sculptures one after another.

"Brother, save me!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Mr. Huyan showed an extremely terrifying look on his face, because he found that he could not hear any sound, because he found that his big back could not bring him a sense of security at all. He felt like a candle in the wind, and would be blown out by the wind at any time.

Maybe a gust of wind blew, and he would find that he was dead.

Mr. Huyan said loudly, so the scholar heard it. But he didn't say anything, just frowned.

"Please be kind to you, Mr. Great." Just as the scholar's brows frowned, the tall man actually knelt down on one knee with a loud bang and bowed to the scholar and said.

"He is not from the Law Enforcement Hall." The scholar paused and spoke again after a while.

"Please be kind to you, Mr. Big." The tall man's other foot suddenly knelt down, and he repeatedly said to the scholar. Although his knees had already kneeled down, his waist was still straight, like an immortal backbone.

"There are rules in the sight." A breeze blew, blowing a wisp of the scholar's worn cotton jacket, and then he said slowly.

"Young brother is wrong. Please be kind to the elder brother." The tall man said in a deep voice. His knees had been sank into the earth for some reason, as if even this land could not bear the knees of his knees. His face was a little pale, and with a ticking, a drop of bright red blood overflowed from his nose and dripped onto the slightly yellow ground.

"Hey, why bother?" The scholar sighed, and his calm tone finally changed a little.

"Please be kind to you, Mr. Big." The tall man said stubbornly, a piece of blood flowing from his lips, dyeing his black Taoist robe red.

"Get up. Get rid of his cultivation and enter the Heavenly Prison for a year. If he can live for a year, he will be exempted from his retribution." The scholar was silent and said slowly after a while. Every time he said a word, the tall figure kneeling on the ground would spit out a mouthful of blood. When he finished speaking the whole sentence, the tall man's face was pale as paper, and his body kneeling on the ground was constantly trembling, as if it would break at any time.

"Mr. Xie Da's kindness." At this moment, even the firm tone of Gao Da's figure became a little trembling. He stood up with difficulty and saluted the scholar again, and then turned around and looked at Mr. Huyan who had been hiding behind him.

"Brother..." Looking at the pale and paper-like face in front of him, Mr. Hu Yan felt extremely unfamiliar.

In his mind, the elder brother is invincible and always invincible. From childhood to adulthood, he has never seen his elder brother be injured, even if he has never seen him bleeding. But now, the elder brother is injured and has left blood, a lot of blood, a lot of blood, and the whole black Taoist robe has turned dark red, and even his always bright eyes have become extremely dim at this moment.

At this moment, he finally knew something. It turned out that what the elder brother said back then was true.

He glanced at me and I was dead.

Looking at the brother's right hand stretched out, Mr. Huyan felt endless fear. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't do it. All he could do was watch as the brother pressed his hand on his dantian and then lost consciousness in the severe pain.

"I will resign from the position of captain of the 12th Team." He lifted the unconscious Young Master Hu Yan in his hand, and the tall figure turned around again and said to the scholar.

The scholar smiled and nodded, without saying a word, looking at Ouyang Shu and others who were like sculptures.

"I understand." Seeing that the scholar did not speak again, the tall figure breathed a sigh of relief. A dark golden rope flew out from him, surrounding Ouyang Shu and others.

When the dark golden rope finally flew towards Li Haoxuan, the scholar shook his head.

As if he felt the scholar's will, the dark golden rope trembled slightly, and then quickly bypassed Li Haoxuan and tied up the rest of the people, and pulled them to the tall figure.

"Goodbye." Hu Yanbo nodded to the scholar, then soared into the air, and flew towards the distance with Hu Yanlie. The dark golden rope pulled six powerful Dharma rings to follow him and quickly disappeared into the distant sky.

Then, the young man looked up, and another figure flew from a distance and quickly descended in front of him.
Chapter completed!