The old man spoke slowly, and said another sentence without a beginning or an end: "There is a law of all cause and effect. ”

After speaking, the old man glanced at Yin Xuan and said, "Xuan'er, take Gongsun Sheng back to heal first, and take this little friend to the life-killing village for the teacher." ”

Yin Xuan's mouth was so pouting that she could hang an oil bottle, glared at Tang Ming viciously, and then left.

"Haha!" Watching Yin Xuan walk away, the old man said happily: "Old man, my name is Ai Hou, doesn't Tang Xiaoyou plan to let the old man see what he looked like?"

Seeing that the old man in front of him wiped out everyone in the life-killing village, he was the only one who left, and deliberately took Yin Xuan and Gongsun Sheng away.

Although Tang Ming didn't know why the old man did this, he still felt that the old man in front of him should have no malicious intent.

Therefore, Tang Ming immediately lifted his disguise technique, revealed his original appearance, and bowed his hand forward slightly, neither humble nor arrogant:

"Boy Tang Ming, I've seen Ai Lao!"

Ai Hou looked at the man in front of him and looked at it carefully.

Tang Ming's waist-length silver hair is scattered, his figure is slender but not thin, and his fair skin and excellent facial features make people want to take a second look.

"Good!

Ai Hou shouted two good words one after another, lifted Tang Ming's hand in a fist salute and said kindly:

"I know you have a lot of doubts, don't worry about it first, what you want most at the moment should be to destroy this life-threatening village, since the old man is here today, I will accompany you to this experience. ”

While speaking, Ai Hou grabbed Tang Ming and flew straight to the top of Broken Soul Mountain, which was the direction of the Death Village.

Feeling the flying that Feisheng had never had so far, Tang Ming was extremely happy at first, but in less than two breaths, the sentence that Wu Luoluo said jumped out of his heart:

"Childe, isn't he joking, who can fly under the fairyland!"

Tang Ming's heart jumped unconsciously, and he thought in disbelief: "This old man Ai Hou is actually ...... Immortals?"

There were no words all the way during the short journey, and after less than half a cup of tea, the two went straight to the Death Village.

Ai Hou grabbed Tang Ming's shoulder in the air and said loudly:

"You scum, you hurtful scum, are going to perish today, so the old man will give you a good time!"

After Ai Hou finished speaking, he waved the dust again, and everyone except Li Hurfeng and Wang Tu scattered into a little starlight without any accident, which was no different from the consequences of the thirty half-step immortals before.

There was no earth-shattering movement of ghosts and gods, just with such an understatement, only Li Hurfeng, the lord of the big village, and Wang Tu, the lord of the second village, were left in the huge life-killing village, but they had also aged too much.

Tang Ming's brows jumped slightly, he didn't expect this Ai Hou to be so decisive.

Ai Hou smiled, and said without seeing any joy or anger: "Old man, there are actually two scum who are still struggling, and they just happened to be handed over to Xiaoyou to solve it by himself." ”

Saying that, the two flew down from the sky, and Ai Hou put down Tang Ming.

Tang Ming knew that Ai Hou was to solve it by himself

The two of them nodded gratefully at Ai Hou, took out the two tiger daggers from their waists, and went straight to Li Hurfeng and Wang Tu, who were already so old that they could only sit on the ground.

Feeling the passage of Shouyuan in his body, looking at the white-haired man running towards him in front of him, Li Hurfeng didn't know what was happening, and trembled and begged for mercy...... I shouldn't have hunted down your ......"

Wang Tu also shrunk his already dry body, and while squirming in the direction away from Tang Ming, he cried and said with an old face: "The Death Killing Village is gone...... Spare our lives...... We are willing to be one of your loyal dogs......"

Looking at the two of them who were invincible in the past, Tang Ming remembered the scene of the entire village of the Giant Python tribe being slaughtered, and said coldly:

"The five hundred and thirty-nine people of the Giant Python tribe were slaughtered so that none of them survived just because of your greed, how could I let you go again, could it be that I want you to do some hurtful things in the future?"

Li Hurfeng knew that he couldn't live anymore, but he still wanted to pull a cushion on his back and count one, and said unwillingly: "We have another three-master in our deadly cottage...... He's brave and not under me......"

"Is that the case for the three masters?" Tang Ming sneered and changed his appearance into Tan Min again, and stabbed the tiger dagger straight at Li Qifeng's eyebrows.

Seeing that the dagger in the white-haired boy's hand became bigger and bigger in his pupils, Li Hurricane's pupils finally lost focus, and the oozing blood instantly stained the ground red.

Without pulling out the tiger dagger again, Tang Ming threw the other tiger dagger straight at Wang Tu.

Then after a "poof", Tang Ming and Ai Hou walked out of the cottage.

It wasn't until he walked out for a long time that the old man took Tang Ming's hand and sat with Tang Ming in a hollow in the middle of the jungle.

Tang Ming turned his head and glanced around, looking at the extremely familiar scene around him, Tang Ming was stunned for a moment, and stood up from the ground in the next second, and then his body immediately froze in place, and after a long time, he squeezed out a few words tremblingly from his teeth:

"How do you know?"

Here, it was the place where Tang Ming flew up to the upper realm, and the depression where the old man sat was the place where Tang Ming flew up and smashed the depression.

The more Tang Ming thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he had all kinds of thoughts in his heart: "No one should know about the ascension, what kind of existence is Ai Hou, why does he feel that everything can't be hidden from him?"

Ai Hou didn't answer, motioned for Tang Ming to sit down, and took out two white jade teacups and a round teapot with a cold glow from his own seal, and under the teapot was a teastove the size of an adult's head that was boiling the teapot.

Ai Hou elegantly took down the teapot and poured a cup for Tang Ming and himself, before he slowly spoke:

"Tang Ming, don't worry, the old man will drink tea today and slowly solve your doubts. ”

Tang Ming stared at Ai Hou for a long time, thinking that the old man in front of him, who was suspected of being an immortal, should not go to such great lengths to harm himself, so he slowly sat down and endured all kinds of questions to keep himself as calm as possible

Ai Hou sat down gently across from him.

Seeing Tang Ming sit down, Ai Hou nodded with a smile, picked up the cup of tea he had just poured for himself, and said:

"This cup of tea has been boiled by the old man for nearly a thousand years, and this cup has also been silent in the old man's Nayin for nearly a thousand years. ”

Tang Ming's brows tightened even tighter, and he said in disbelief: "You...... Waited for me for almost a thousand years?"

Ai Hou sighed low and nodded kindly.

The doubts in Tang Ming's heart became even stronger: "You already knew that I would come?"

Ai Hou did not stop the movement in his hand, and continued to take out a low table from Nayin that looked incomparably old and was full of traces of time, and placed it between the two, and then replied lightly:

"Not only do I know, but even it knows. As he spoke, Ai Hou tapped his finger on the table.

Tang Ming slowly felt that these doubts could not be explained clearly in a few words.

After Ai Hou knocked on the table, he followed Ai Hou's wishes and moved this set of tea sets with an ancient atmosphere to the table.

The two fell silent again, only the small voice of Tang Ming slowly swinging the tea set.

It wasn't until the tea set was set up that Tang Ming asked again, "How did you know, Ai Lao, and how did it know?"

Ai Hou picked his eyes and said lightly: "Good question." ”

Then he picked up the teacup again, slowly tilted the cup that had poured half a cup of tea in the air, and said, "If I continue to tilt the teacup, old man, what will you see?"

Tang Ming was a little confused, but he still blurted out: "The tea in the cup will be poured on the ground." ”

"Huh. Ai Hou smiled lightly, poured all the tea in the cup on the ground, and said, "Tang Xiaoyou, you are actually right, but how do you know?"

Tang Ming was speechless for a while, paused and thought for a moment and said, "Because I saw that you were tilting the cup, Old Ai." ”

Ai Hou put down his teacup by himself, picked up his whisk and waved it in front of Tang Ming, and the cup in front of Tang Ming floated in the air and flew diagonally, until it was one or two hundred meters away from the ground, and then it stopped.

Ai Hou looked up at the cup, which had become only a little smaller because of the distance, and said:

"And what happens if I tilt this cup as well?"

Tang Ming was still puzzled, took a deep breath and asked uncertainly, "Will the water in the cup still be poured on the ground?"

Ai Hou shook his head slowly, and said lightly, "Not exactly. ”

Tang Ming also looked up at the teacup in the sky, looked at it for three or five breaths, and still didn't understand, so he reluctantly asked Ai Hou, "Why?"

Ai Hou smiled, smiled and said:

"Because there was an eagle not far away, wondering what this little flying thing in the sky was, and it might have taken the teacup before I fell into the water. ”

"Then it's possible to fly over and knock over the teacup. Tang Ming retorted unconvinced.

Ai Hou raised his eyebrows and said interestingly: "So I didn't say that you were wrong, only that you were not completely right." ”

"But I have at least half the chance. Tang Ming said again.

As soon as the words fell, Ai Hou reversed his slow and leisurely personality and said directly:

"You don't even have half the chance of winning, because you're so focused on the cup that you don't even see the dense jungle below the cup, and there's a bloody tiger in the jungle directly below the cup. ”

As he spoke, Ai Hou manipulated the cup of tea in the sky and poured it down.

"Whew!"

Sure enough, the moment the hot tea fell into the jungle, the originally seemingly calm jungle heard a tiger roar of a blood-shattering tiger.

Immediately after, Tang Ming saw a huge mottled striped blood tiger running towards the distance.

Tang Ming looked at the direction of the Blood Tiger's escape in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Alright. Ai Hou interrupted Tang Ming's contemplation with a loud voice, smiled kindly and said, "The two cups are rinsed, it's time for tea." ”

Tang Ming, who was in a trance, was pulled back to reality by Ai Hou, watching Ai Hou easily pour seven full of tea for the two simple cups again, Tang Ming couldn't help but sigh, this old man must have drunk tea on weekdays.

Tang Ming consciously picked up the teacup with both hands, pushed forward slightly, and said, "Ai Lao, the kid toasts you with a cup." ”

(End of chapter)