Under the blowing of the breeze, there were petals scattered in the blood-red peach blossom forest, and at this time, he was holding a cup of peach blossom tea, his hair was messy, the old man's brows were tightened, and he stretched out his fingers as white as mutton fat to pinch it, and he suddenly shouted, "It's not good, Chu Xiaoju was captured by Jun Qianyan's lewd guy!"

The old man with messy hair suddenly took out a blood-red gourd from his waist, and after he silently recited a few obscure mantras, the entire blood-red gourd instantly skyrocketed to the size of a flat boat.

Immediately, the old man jumped on top of the blood-red gourd, his lips muttered a mantra, and the blood-red gourd flew towards Jun Qianyan's cave.

Although Chu Xiaoju is just a puppet created by the old man with messy hair on a whim, he has long been accustomed to Chu Xiaoju's service, it can be said that Chu Xiaoju has become a forbidden existence for the old man with messy hair, how can he tolerate others getting involved.

The old man with messy hair urged his true qi to rush to Jun Qianyan's cave as quickly as possible, and he scolded some filthy and vulgar words while scolding in fragments.

"Jun Qianyan, you are a king and eight calves, if you dare to defile Chu Xiaoju, the old man will screw off your head and use it as a night pot!"

"Jun Qianyan, I'll fuck your uncle, the old man is the most annoying thing in his life for others to touch my things, and you dare to move Lao Tzu's things, you wait for the old man to pass and burn your kennel so that you have nowhere to live!"

"I'm so angry, the old man is biting his tongue, wait for the old man to slow down and scold you again!"

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At this time, in a deep cave on the edge of a towering cliff on Yeqi Mountain, the bald man tied Chu Xiaoju with a chain with a flickering rune, and then he plugged Chu Xiaoju's mouth with a night pearl the size of a goose egg.

The bald man walked to Chu Xiaoju's side with a yellowed scroll in his hand, and he frowned slightly: "This puppet is really in good shape, but it's a pity that she has no soul!"

As he spoke, the bald man took out a beating heart from the yellow bag with runes flashing on his waist, and he suddenly tore open Chu Xiaoju's chest and stuffed the beating heart in his hand into her chest.

Immediately afterwards, the bald man used his true qi on the palms of his two hands and kept slapping Chu Xiaoju's body, as if he was trying to turn Chu Xiaoju into a living person, not just a puppet like a marionette.

At this moment, the door of the bald man's cave was kicked open, and then the old man with messy hair walked into the cave with a fierce attitude, and he scolded: "Jun Qianyan, you old turtle come out for me, if you hand over Chu Xiaoju to me, the old man will let your old turtle live, otherwise the old man will burn your turtle nest so that you have nowhere to live." ”

The bald man heard the familiar voice of Dong Tou, he hurriedly put Chu Xiaoju into his storage bag and hid it, and then he walked towards the entrance of the cave mansion like a leisurely stroll.

It didn't take long for the eyes of the two to converge, and the bald man said with a bright smile: "Dong Lao's visit really makes the cold house shine, but I don't know if Dong Lao came to me this time to comment on tea and Taoism, or to study poetry and poetry together!"

The old man with messy hair stared at Jun Qianyan with sharp eyes like a knife and said: "Don't be sloppy with me here, now there are two roads in front of you, the first is that you hand over Chu Xiaoju, if she is safe and sound, I will let you live, and the second road I don't think you need to think about it, if you dare to be naughty with me, it will be a dead end!"

The bald man pretended to be very confused and said: "What Chu Xiaoju, is Dong Lao talking about chrysanthemums in early spring, I don't have chrysanthemums in early spring, but I have a good red robe here, I don't know if Dong Lao wants to sit down and have a drink!"

"Jun Qianyan, you dare to skin me, I think you are impatient!" The old man with messy hair waved his sleeves, and two poisonous snakes that were as black as ink instantly flew out of his cuffs and shot towards the bald man.

The bald man pulled out the green jade fan on his waist, ready to block the two poisonous snakes flying towards him.

When the old man with messy hair inadvertently saw the words "I am romantic" written on the fan of Jun Qianyan's green jade fan, he thought again that Chu Xiaoju had fallen into Jun Qianyan's hands, and it was very likely that he had been molested, and the old man with messy hair took out a blood-red banner from his arms.

In just an instant, rolling dark clouds gathered outside the cave, the wind swept the earth, a dense ice rain poured down from the sky in an instant, the entire sky was instantly shrouded in haze, and countless black shadows floated out of the dark clouds and floated in the sky, they were all like carp crossing the river towards the bald man's cave.

The bald man saw that the situation was not good, and he suddenly waved the green jade fan in his hand and cut off the heads of the two black snakes in front of him with two brushes.

At this time, countless black shadows formed a long dragon-like black qi that was as black as ink and drilled into the cave, and it swept towards the bald man with a terrifying momentum.

When the bald man saw the scene in front of him, his expression did not show the slightest nervousness, but the bald man smiled uninhibitedly, "It's just a small skill of carving insects, I think Dong Lao should have never seen a magic weapon, today I will let Dong Lao see what a magic weapon is!"

The bald man slowly spread out his palm, and a golden light shone, and a palm-sized golden city appeared in his hand, and in an instant, the black gas like a long dragon that swept towards him was completely sucked into it by the golden city and became traceless.

The old man with messy hair looked at the bald man with a dumbfounded expression and said, "This kind of thing is only available to heavenly immortals, how can you have a little earth immortal!"

"Don't you know that I, Jun Qianyan, am a great talent who is proficient in poetry and songs, but it doesn't hurt to tell you the origin of this magic weapon, this old guy, my Jun Qianxian who was canonized not long ago naturally has a magic weapon, but the reason why I can be a heavenly immortal is naturally to rely on nepotism to climb up, hearing this news, Dong Lao is not surprised that his big jaw is about to fall, it's a pity that you are old, and you are sloppy, you are destined to not climb up in this life, be your earth immortal with peace of mind!" The bald man looked at the old man with messy hair with a playful face.

The old man with messy hair said with a look of indignation: "The old man is most unaccustomed to a villain like you in his life, and there is a kind of competition with the old man who doesn't use magic weapons!"

"I don't need a magic weapon, you think I'm stupid, frankly your puppet is here with me, if you have the ability, you can come and grab it, if you don't have the ability, your puppet will serve me in the future!"

The old man with messy hair glanced at the palm-sized golden city in the hand of the man with a light head with a disheveled hair, and then he flicked his sleeves and walked out of the bald man's cave with a cold snort.