"Oops!" Zhang Shanqiao's face turned pale, and her color suddenly changed.

In Zhang Shan's original impression, the old Taoist immortal wind and dao bone is a master of Taoism.

But now!

This old way turned black in an instant, turning such a powerful Thai monk into a powerful ghost.

Just ask, Zhang Shan, how can you not be afraid?

However!

Just when Zhang Shan was trembling, ready to get up and walk out.

A pair of warm and powerful hands instantly pressed on Zhang Shan's shoulders.

At the same time, Zhang Shan's cherry mouth was directly covered by Wang Chulan, so that she couldn't say a word.

"What's going on?" In an instant, Zhang Shan's mind was a little short-circuited.

"What, if you can't get out, don't blame the poor Dao for being ruthless!" the old Dao's spiritual power voice came again with the wind.

The voice fell, and a trembling figure stepped out from behind a large rock.

"It's Murong Chu!" Zhang Shan's pupils shrank, and she was suddenly surprised.

"Former ...... Predecessor. Murong Chu's face was bitter, and his tone trembled.

Although, Murong Chu had long known that Master Yelu's reputation was not very good.

But!

Murong Chu also knew that the reputation of his Murong family was also not very good.

But!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Murong Chu would never have dreamed that Master Yelu would dare to kill people in order to seize the treasure.

"Murong, what kind of expression are you?"

Lao Dao scolded: "This has long had bad intentions towards your fiancée, and this is the way for heaven to help you get rid of future troubles, understand?"

"Yes...... But senior, didn't you say that you want to sacrifice Zhang Shan, what kind of fiancée is she?" Murong Chu said in a trembling voice.

"Presumptuous!" Lao Dao scolded: "Poor Dao This is for the sake of the Murong family, to find the treasures of the past, but you have such an attitude?"

"This ......" Murong Chu was speechless for a moment.

Whoa!

A gust of wind blew, and in all directions in the distance, more than a dozen bodyguards, with blank eyes, walked over.

"These bodyguards are all ghosts. "Wang Chulan, write on the ground.

Hearing this, Zhang Shan squinted and suddenly felt terrified.

But it turned out!

These dozen bodyguards, all of them have no shadows!

"Senior, he ...... They, what's wrong?" Murong Chu's forehead instantly appeared in a cold sweat.

"They, like the monks, are just waste, and the poor road is just waste utilization. ”

Master Yelu sneered: "Murong Chu, our Yelu family, and your Murong family, the ancestors are world friends, you don't need to be afraid, Poor Dao has no ill will towards you." ”

Nima!

You've turned so many bodyguards into evil ghosts, and you're still called innocent?

At this moment, in Murong Chu's heart, he had already scolded the old way more than a dozen times.

But!

Murong Chu is not stupid, he knows that at this moment, he must not disobey the old way, otherwise it will be a tragedy for Lin Wei.

"Murong, where is the location of your Swallow Dock's ancestral house, do you remember?"

On the face of the old man, squeeze out a smile that is more ugly than crying.

"Senior, you...... Don't know?" Hearing this, Murong Chu was stunned.

"Nonsense. Lao Dao scolded: "If the poor Dao knows, what is the use of you?"

"Senior, my family's ancestral house, according to the records of the clan classics, should be located in this location. ”

Picking up a branch, Murong Chu drew a very simple map on the ground with the help of his memory.

Murong Chu is a scholar and has a good memory, and he has been interested in the history of his family since he was a child.

So!

Although it was the first time for Murong Chu to come to Yanziwu.