The old man's skills were deeper than Liu Yong's, not only could he see the Buddha statue behind Rong Yao, but he could also see the only purple qi left on Rong Yao's body flying towards the east.

The old man was stunned.

It turns out that Rong Miao is just a shell that stores luck.

The old man sighed silently, and his mood suddenly seemed to be more than ten years old, and his face was even older.

"You came to me, did you have something to tell me?" The old man's face was still kind and humble to Rong Yao.

Looking at the old man who was about to sit down, Rong Miao said that it was fake not to be shocked.

Ten years ago, she saw the old man, the old man was only in his forties, with a childish face, extremely young, but only ten years later, how could he be like this?

Seeing Rong Yao's doubts, the old man couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Where it was invisible to the naked eye, the vitality on the old man's body continued to flow to the golden gourd on Rong Yao's wrist, and then turned out of the golden gourd, turning into a trace of purple qi, and surging towards the east along with the purple qi dispersed by Rong Yao.

He chose the wrong Lord!

Seeing such an old man, Rong Miao hesitated a little.

Hua Murui is very powerful, now, the old man is already like this, as if he can sit down at any time, can he deal with Hua Murui?

Rong Miao's attitude was hesitant.

When the old man saw it, he just smiled generously, "Although I am old, I am also willing to do my best for you." ”

Rong Miao couldn't help but be slightly moved when he heard him say this.

If you miss this opportunity, you may have no one to help you again.

Rong Yao only hesitated for a moment, and said word by word, "Grandpa, a few days ago, I met a woman...... The woman was very strong and weird...... She can control people's minds, blind people's minds, and make people listen to her orders and do things that they would not normally do. ”

The old man saw that Rong Miao's face was frightened, his expression was slightly solemn, and after pinching his fingers, his complexion changed slightly.

"You don't know, what you encountered is the distraction of a 10,000-year-old fox,"

The old man said with a trembling hand and plucked a strand of hair, and after a while of words in his mouth, he let go of his hand.

The white hair fell to the ground and was cut in two.

One is six minutes long, and one is four points long.

"This distraction is really powerful, and it actually scrapes off three points of divine power from the soul of the main god...... Its supernatural powers are so vast that others can't imagine," the old man's hands trembled, as if he had been hit hard, and he was shaking, "You, let's take a step back...... If you can avoid it, you can avoid it. ”

If you can avoid it, you can avoid it?!

Rong Miao bit her lower lip a little unacceptably, "Grandpa, isn't there any other way to deal with her?"

"Let her be powerful in the human world, won't the human world be in chaos?"

The old man sighed in a low voice, clasped his hands together, and had a respectful attitude, "Amitabha, a lay disciple of the old man, has limited ability, a crippled body, and can't fight with that demon...... I hope you will forgive your sins. ”

Rong Yao's face turned pale, and she was about to say something, when there was a sudden thunder outside, and the Buddha statue behind her shattered, turned into a wisp of smoke, and drifted to the east.

The old man's eyes widened in shock.

The true God is here.

Looking at Rong Miao again, her luck has disappeared.

"What you said is," said the old man, with a strange expression, bowed slightly to Rong Yao, "you don't have to worry, she has done a lot of evil, and there will be a god who will take her in—"

"This is another golden gourd," the old man said and took out another gourd from his arms, which was originally his natal magic weapon and was given to Rong Yao, who originally wanted to rub the light of the true god, "As for you...... You'd better stay away...... As far away as it can be, the rights and wrongs here, just let it stay here, and don't ask again. ”

Although he chose the wrong person, for the sake of the face of the true god, he didn't dare to ignore Rong Miao like this.

"Old man," Rong Yao looked at the golden gourd in the palm of the old man's hand, his face turned gray, "Thank you." ”

After she finished speaking, she saw the old man slowly close his eyes, and the golden gourd fell to the ground, and then the old man was silent......

"Master!" Liu Yong couldn't help but lose his voice.

Not long ago, Master told him that the situation had changed, and they might have chosen the wrong master, and then Master would be dozens of years old.

Now, even more lifeless.

Liu Yong glanced at Rong Yao, who was frightened, didn't dare to do anything to her, and picked up the golden gourd on the ground with a decadent face and put it on the Buddhist shrine at the entrance, and said in his heart, it was really fake, how could the true god be so cowardly?

"You take it with you, let's go. ”

Rong Yao gasped, these things were full of evil from beginning to end, he didn't dare to delay longer, took the golden gourd, and left in a hurry.

However, she really remembered the old man's words.

When he returned home, Rong Miao had a serious illness, and when he woke up, he planned to leave.

Thinking of Le Di, Rong Yao made a call to Le Di.

Le Di didn't answer.

Rong Yao shuddered when she thought of the martial master who had lost her life in vain, perhaps, some people were really not something she could touch.

Rong Yao put her hands around her knees, sat quietly on the bed and thought about it for a night, walked to the trash can, raised her hand, and the mobile phone fell into the trash can.

Nothing mattered, and Rong Yao decided to leave Baicheng.

Rong Miao first called the company's agent from a landline and asked the tour to be carried out in advance.

Then she sent a video to Song Xiao, after the concert tour, she wanted to go to the Americas for further study.

Although Song Xiao was a little stunned, he also agreed.

In the past two years, Rong Miao has turned red to purple, and his career has reached its peak at this stage, and it is a good thing to go to further study.

After hanging up the video, Rong Miao closed the computer with a 'snap', lay on his back on the bed, and stopped talking.

Succumb to the ...... of the Stamus Retreat without a fight...... This is probably the most cowardly thing she has ever done in her life!

Rong Miao sighed quietly.

However, the old man said that there would be a god to clean up the flowers...... Who is this god?

……

Haoyu Company has a new partner, and as the owner of the company, Xuanyuan Dihong naturally wants to meet him.

A spacious, low-key and luxurious café cooperated with Haoyu Company.

Song Xiao called Hua Murui in front of Xuanyuan Dihong.

I called, but it was a strange girl who answered the phone, "Hey, hello." ”

Hearing this voice, Emperor Xuanyuan's pupils constricted for a moment like thousands of silver needles.

It's purple!

Xuanyuan Dihong put down the cup, his face tense.

Song Xiao didn't notice the change in Emperor Xuanyuan's expression, she was a little unfamiliar with Mu Yi, and asked hesitantly, "Hello, is it Miss Flower Blossom?"

Emperor Xuanyuan stretched out his long hand, took Song Xiao's phone, and said hoarsely, "Ziyi-it's me...... How's it going?"

When Mu Yi heard this voice, she stiffened, and was hesitating how to reply, Le Di snatched the phone, her voice was low and unpleasant, "There is no flower and murui here, thank you!"

The phone was hung up with a beep.

Xuanyuan Dihong maintained the posture of holding the phone for a long time and did not move, as if the surroundings were pressed to mute, and no sound could be heard.

Across the coffee table, Song Xiao could feel the cold aura emanating from Xuanyuan Dihong's body.

Guests around were heard asking the owner of the coffee shop to raise the temperature of the air conditioner.

Song Xiao looked up, 28 degrees, the temperature is not low...... The power of the boss is really not ordinary......

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