Teng Taishan came to the backyard and called out to Nurda. was tidying up the legs of the back warehouse, and came over when he heard the sound.

Although the movement of the leg spirit is a little sluggish, the size is here, and he came to Teng Taishan in three or two steps.

"The hosts. ”

"Something's in!"

Nurda, the leg spirit, let out an 'ah' and immediately raised her four long arms. The long arm whirled and writhed, instantly transforming into two wooden spikes, vigilantly guarding its master.

Every fragmented space that has a home has a spell as a barrier. Wizards who are higher than the caster can break spells and enter them with a little time.

But who would have thought that the inconspicuous bad old man Teng Taishan, in the backyard of this even more inconspicuous Black School Pavilion, would have a debris space that is not too small?

Who are those old ghosts of the Federation? No way.

Teng Taishan asked himself that he had hidden well for so many years, and he had almost no intersection with the Federation, and there was no such person as him in the eyes of those big people.

What's more, the spell barrier in the debris space in the backyard is not only this one he has set up.

In the entire Huaguo, no, it should be said that in the entire wizarding world, there are no more than 10 people who can break the spell barrier set by the old witch.

In addition to the three major families of Sui, Luo, and Mao, the families next to them have not been able to invite such a master of secret spells.

He has no direct intersection with the Sui family, let alone any entanglements of interests and personal grievances. Not to mention the Jinling Mao family, he has never dealt with him in his life.

So, the most likely one left is the Locke family.

Luo Yusheng came to the Black School Pavilion last time, was he suspicious?

Teng Taishan raised the [perception] of the Iron Skin to the highest limit, and immediately sensed a wave of energy in his back.

'Qiang', a jet-black shield suddenly appeared on Teng Taishan's back, and two curved blades instantly grew out of his arms from the bone joints, faintly glowing with a faint blue light.

I can't help but say that the body is bent, the arms are turned, and the slightly blessed figure is extremely dexterous. He leapt to his feet, his curved blade swinging behind him as if it contained two lasers.

The fluctuating energy suddenly appeared as a translucent human figure, and he took two steps backwards to avoid the sharp edge, and ushered in the four spikes attacked by the leg spirit Nurda.

The state of preparation for the peak realm of the Martial Servant Dao was instantly opened, and a layer of qi waves visible to the naked eye rose around Teng Taishan's body, floating like flames.

The translucent man's body twisted left and right extremely softly, dodging Nurda's attacks, and at the same time, half frightened, half giggling: "I can't see it, the old man is really hidden." ”

"Who is it?" Teng Taishan took a step across, raised his arms, and vigilantly sensed where the energy was.

To be able to hide in the Black School Pavilion so silently, and unravel the spell barrier set by the old witch without warning, the one who comes must be a master!

"I'm Fan Wujiang's friend, don't do it, old man, if you have something to say, wow!"

Teng Taishan was stunned in his heart.

Those who know DJI's real name, except for the children of the family who came to take cram classes, are the grandchildren of the Xin family.

Xin Wuji is indeed not simple, but it is certainly impossible to reach this level.

Moreover, this silver bell-like voice is clearly a woman.

Teng Taishan felt a big sigh in his heart, when did Huaguo have a super-Yuan level witch? I haven't heard of it, this kind of rare supreme person must be a man of the hour, how can he use it as a nameless?

Could it be that he deliberately hides it like himself?

"Old man, my name is Qimeng. If you don't believe me, you can ask Fan Wujiang to ask. ”

Teng Taishan maintained a fighting posture and did not dare to slack off at all. To be honest, he is not very confident in his heart, if the other party is really a super-Yuan level wizard, it is estimated that if he really wants to fight, plus Nurda, he will have a draw at most.

It's just that, how can this kind of character know DJI?

"Friend, really a friend, why are you so ghostly?

Qimeng has bitterness in her heart and can't say it.

At first, when the ban was lifted, she was crazy. As a result, not long after he was happy, he found out that he had been cursed again.

Follow the direction of the spell sense. She wanted to see who had cursed herself again, but as soon as she came out of the gate of [Qingfeng Plain], she happened to see Fan Wujiang and his party.

At that time, he reacted to what was going on, and followed Fan Wujiang all the way into the Black School Pavilion. Unexpectedly, there was a fragmented space of [Land of the Witch God] in this inconspicuous place, so she thought about going in and taking a look.

Unexpectedly, he met a hardcore old man.

And, just like that kid, gold. In the same vein, it should be a family relationship.

"Oh, you put away the [Piercing Gold Scimitar] first, I, I'm afraid!"

As he spoke, Qimeng appeared in shape.

Dressed in a training uniform that I don't know from an unlucky student, with waist-length black and bright hair, and a face that captivates the country and the city, but the lip color is too pale. Like a dead man.

This time it was Teng Taishan's turn to be confused.

When did this dead boy provoke such a bewitching woman!

Mei is not the kind of fox charm that seduces people's hearts, but a kind of mellow like a moist jade, charming and natural.

"Qimeng?!" Teng Taishan muttered, frowning and thinking for a while, confirming that he had never heard of the name. didn't figure it out, and directly sneered unceremoniously: "We don't have you in Huaguo, I'm afraid it's not a spy from Wandao Country?"

Qi Meng hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, no, how can I be a spy of the Ten Thousand Islands." I'm really Fan Wujiang's friend, old man, why don't you call him?"

Teng Taishan wrinkled his brows and sneered, "I'm leaving, you have to slip away?" Old man, I'm old, but I'm not old and confused. ”

Qimeng rolled her eyes helplessly, and was about to defend herself a few words, when the back door suddenly opened.

"Master, there is a lot of money, and they are gone. I'm on ...... I'll go, Qi, Qi Meng???!!! you, you... Why are you here??"

Fan Wujiang wanted to come to the backyard to talk to the old man, and then go upstairs to take a bath. As soon as I pushed the door and said halfway, when I saw Qimeng, my eyes were so shocked that they almost fell out.

Shocked, soon, Fan Wujiang felt a strong sense of oppression.

He looked at the old man behind Nurda's long legs, he was so handsome!

I saw that the black shield on Teng Taishan's back was raised high, and there seemed to be some kind of beast head carved on the top, which was very domineering, and the two extremely long arm knives emitted a light blue cold light in the sun.

Moreover, the whole person was wrapped in a layer of qi waves, and that sense of oppression was emanated by this qi wave.

"DJI, do you know this woman, where did she come from?"

Teng Taishan's eyes were still firmly fixed on Qimeng, for fear that she would run away incognito in the next moment.

Fan Wujiang was stunned next to the back door, staring at the old man dumbfounded, listening to his question, he came back to his senses.

"Recognize... It's kind of understanding. Qimeng, why are you here? You are following me?!"

As soon as Fan Wujiang said this, the old man's gaze at Qimeng sharpened a little, and he took two steps forward and was ready to make a move.

"What can I do, you think I want to follow you. You kid is very handsome, but I'm not stunned by you, why are you stalking you. Hmph!"

Qimeng said and rolled her eyes again.

Tengtai Mountain......

Is it handsome?

Our Xiaojiang is very refreshing and neat, and it's quite attractive, but it's handsome with the little girl now, and it doesn't seem to be next to each other.

Fan Wujiang smashed his mouth, feeling a little unhappy in his heart, and he always felt that this weirdo was laughing at himself.

"Then what do you mean? Why did you suddenly appear in my backyard? Not following me, could it be that you came after me with a smell?"

Qi Meng......

"You just smell it, treat me like a dog, you. If it weren't for Maoqing's old dog's serial spell, I would have followed you? ”

"Maoqing ??!!" Teng Taishan was shocked, "What do you mean? ”

"You put down the gold cutlass first, I can't talk properly like this. ”

Grandma is a bear, if it weren't for the gold system to defeat me, if it wasn't for the lack of energy that just lifted the seal, I wouldn't have said more than half a word to your bad old man. Qimeng vomited to death in her heart, and finally saw the light of day again, and the result was ......

Teng Taishan also had a huge question in his heart, it seemed that this woman really did not look like a spy sent by a certain force.

When Fan Wujiang walked into the backyard, he was so frightened that he forgot to close the back door.

At this time, the green clay monster also moved through the half-open door into the backyard.

Qimeng sniffed, and her eyes lit up and shouted, "Ahhhh Fragrant, really fragrant. Quick, what's so delicious, bring it to me and try it!"

Teng Taishan was still in a posture ready to shoot at any time, and his emotions were mixed up in an instant.

He looked at the woman who seemed to be mentally abnormal speechlessly, and was sure that this thing was definitely not a spy.

Which big force is so short-sighted that he would send this kind of goods out as spies.

The strength is strong, and it is more than enough to be an ace fighter, but this brain is simply an ornament.

After Teng Taishan made a judgment in his heart, he returned to his body, lowered his arms, and the two handsome arm knives that exploded were instantly closed.

He glanced at the green clay monster, and finally looked at Fan Wujiang angrily, "Why do you recruit everything home?"

Fan Wujiang......

Blame me?!

Fan Wujiang looked innocently at Qi Meng, who was swallowing his saliva, unspeakably bad.

This is special, where can I be reasonable?

Who are you messing with?

Why does everyone have to rely on him? Forget about the green clay monster, it's still a little useful to listen to Mao Lan'er.

What the hell is this dream? Come to the door and forcibly touch the porcelain?