Looking at the dark sky where his breath was getting weaker and weaker on his knees, the vernacular finally couldn't help but erupt: "Maihime, you're too much!"

"Shut up!" Mai Ji put away her smile and turned her head to look at the one person and one monkey fighting in the distance in a somewhat cold tone, and then pointed to Ziyi, who was lying there and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and said, "Look at what that is, if it weren't for the negligence of the dark sky, we would have sacrificed four people?"

After hearing this, the vernacular old man smiled sadly: "Hehe, that's good, I just want to ask you, when did that young man appear?"

Mai Ji paused, and when the vernacular saw this, he sneered and continued: "The three-eared macaque, as a monster, will not increase its strength and cultivation because of the number of people around it, but will only be determined by the number of deaths under the golem, if I remember correctly, that young man only appeared after Yin Yu's death, right?"

The vernacular old man's words suddenly made Mai Ji speechless and at a loss, but Mai Ji deserved to be a Mai Ji, and quickly calmed down and retorted: "Who knows if it's or not?"

"Who knows?" After hearing the vernacular, a cloud of anger flashed in his eyes, and he tried his best to lower his voice and asked in a deep voice: "Who knows you best, Maihime, who let Reggie die in vain because of a command error, and who let Hu Yan go out alone to send Yi Xia away, and who is left to hide in the dark and watch the rain to die?"

"You said it was all my fault?!" Maihime's eyes widened in disbelief, with a hint of anger in her tone.

The vernacular old man didn't speak, and glanced meaningfully at the dying dark sky on the ground: "It's a pity that this person is a man, but it's a pity that he followed the wrong master······" Before the words fell, the vernacular old man raised his head slightly, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and he sighed: "Bearded, your death is not worth it, it is not worth it·····"

"You!" A trace of murder flashed in Maiji's eyes, and there was a hint of threat in her tone: "Vernacular old man, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, if you want my husband to know, it will be a little bad for your safety~"

"It doesn't matter. Vernacular, he squatted down and helped up the dark sky who fell to the ground, took out a bottle of red elixir and pinched the dark sky's nose and poured it into his mouth, paused and raised his head to look at the dancing girl: "It doesn't matter, I am already a mortal person at the end of the day, life and death have long been downplayed, I have nothing now, even the only remaining memories seem to be at the moment, don't do it." ”

Looking at Maihime's cold eyes, the vernacular eyes came up with something from a long, long time ago, they were the new stars of the new generation, and they were also the second guardians of the hidden blood, but because of what, they would become like this, the four people who were once young.

Like many colleges, the four of them got together for different purposes that year, but the goal was indeed the same, that is, the first place in the group stage of the academy battle, at that time the vernacular was the smallest, he was always bullied, and the dancing girl was the third in the light, and always covered herself with the name of the third sister, and the dancing girl was also the school flower of the academy at that time, the boss of nonsense, and she liked the dancing girl very much, but the dancing girl liked the second brother.

The second brother is also the husband of the current dancing girl, named Tianlu, a very elegant name, just like the second brother, gentle, handsome, tall and strong, the most important thing is that he is still the "son of God". It was the crush of many girls, and it was a wonderful time to be together at that time.

It's a pity that everything has changed from that incident, the vernacular old man's eyes appeared in the unforgettable scene, in the fire, Tianlu was wrapped in red flames, like a demon, after that, Tianlu's character changed, yes, as if he was a different person, the poor temper was more eager for power, and became bloodthirsty and cold-blooded.

After the academy war, his team won the championship with ease, and was given the title of "White Fairy" in the vernacular, "Double Axe God of War" in the vernacular, "Deadly Dancing Queen" in the dance lightness, and "Tyrant", the son of the Tianlu God!

At the same time as the vernacular old man recalled, the battle between the man and the three-eared macaque gradually came to an end, not that the man was going to win, but that the man was going to lose, at this moment the man's body was full of scars, and countless scratches on his face, back and legs were constantly bleeding bright red blood, and the man's speed had also decreased a lot, and he was falling into the downwind, and the blood of the battle not only did not make the three-eared macaque tired, but became more and more excited, and the three-eared macaque could be heard screaming with pleasure from time to time, after all, the three-eared macaque, the blood and flesh of the strong man in front of him were supreme food。

Suddenly, the man roared, as if it was the last outbreak, raised the giant sword, and smashed it towards the three-eared macaque, the three-eared macaque showed a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, did not attack, just stretched out his hand to make a defensive posture, and then the giant sword slashed on the paw of the three-eared macaque, and with a bang, the giant sword flew out, and the man stood in place as if petrified.

At this time, a crack was suddenly torn open in the space, and then a girl's little head came out of it, and looked curiously, as if shocked by the degree of destruction around her, and her mouth grew in surprise.

This girl is Lu Yao, Lu Yao happened to see this scene, and quickly retracted his head, the three-eared macaque jumped on the man's head lightly, rode on the man's sword saint, licked his slender claws, and slowly and gently stroked on the man's face. Suddenly, the pupils in his eyes froze, and he quickly jumped off the man's shoulders and kept running.

I saw that the space behind the three-eared macaque continued to shatter and heal, shatter and heal, and the powerful power of space made the three-eared macaque feel the threat of death, this is not connected but distorted,

At this time, a spatial crack opened, and an old man walked out of it, Lu Yao was obediently hiding behind the old man, the old man stood there quietly, his fingers kept scratching at the three-eared macaque, only to see that the space behind the three-eared macaque continued to shatter, although it would soon heal, but in that short moment, a small crack was enough to tear the three-eared macaque to pieces.

Lu Yao looked at the three-eared macaque that kept dodging with interest, and just thought that playing monkey seemed to be fun, but when he saw the purple wing lying on the ground, he was fiercely frightened, and hurriedly ran over and asked anxiously: "Senior, what's wrong with you?!"

But Ziyi didn't answer, the old man's squinted eyes opened slightly, staring at the three-eared macaque rushing towards Salu Yao, a momentary step, blocking in front of Lu Yao, and at the same time opened his five fingers and gently pushed at the three-eared macaque, the three-eared macaque was thrown out like a ball, and rolled on the ground for a long time.

When he got up again, he looked at the old man's eyes with a hint of jealousy, just standing from a distance and observing, not attacking, but still letting out a threatening roar.

"Senior, what's wrong with you, do you hear it, speak. Lu Yao kept shaking Ziyi, but Ziyi didn't move, looking at Lu Yao's crying expression, the old man sighed slightly, took out a pill from his arms, and stuffed it into the purple-haired young man's mouth while Lu Yao didn't pay attention, seeing Ziyi's pale face slightly ruddy, he stood up and comforted: "He's fine, it's just fainting." ”

Lu Yao raised his little head, with tears in the corners of his eyes, looked at the old man suspiciously and asked, "Really?!"

"Really!" said the old man pretending to be angry, "You still don't believe my words?"

"Nope. Seeing that the old man seemed to be a little angry, Lu Yao hurriedly shook his little head and put on his original smile and hugged the old man's arm: "Believe, of course I believe it, how could Yao'er not believe what Grandpa Shadow said?"

Hearing Lu Yao say this, the old man couldn't pretend anymore, his eyebrows stretched slightly, and he patted Lu Yao's little head with a smile, but his mouth was still full of vinegar and said: "I really don't know how this kid treats you and makes you die." ”

When the old man said this, Lu Yao's face turned red, and he was red to the root of his ears, and he twisted and said, "No, we have only known each other for a long time." ”

Quiet ······

"What are you talking about?" the old man stiffened.

Lu Yao repeated with some twists: "No, it's just that I just met·····" The voice was as small as a mosquito fly, but the old man did hear it, and Lu Yao's words smashed into the old man's heart like a sledgehammer.

The old man only had this sentence left in his head, and the rest was blank, almost choking to death in one breath, his face turned red, and he squatted on the ground like an old madman and grabbed Ziyi's shoulders tightly with both hands: "Stinky boy, you return my god to Dan, you return my God to Dan········"

Lu Yao looked confused: "God returns the pill, what is it, the pill?"

"Ahem, nothing. The old man stood up and blushed: "It's just a useless waste pill······

Although the old man said this, his heart was dripping blood, and he secretly swore that when this little ghost woke up, he must let him eat some bones, so that he could know that his pill was not so easy to eat, let alone the god return pill.

But looking at the appearance of this little ghost, the old man looked at Ziyi lying on the ground suspiciously and thought: It should be all the way with Lu Yao, could it be to go to Starfall Academy to "try" his luck and see if he can be lucky enough to enroll?

The more the old man thought about it, the more interesting he felt, his eyes were shining and staring at the purple wing lying on the ground, that look made Lu Yao have goosebumps, and he was a little suspicious of the old man's interest orientation.

And the old man wants to make a move, seeing that the young man has good qualifications, he will definitely be able to enroll, so he will be sent to the chicken pen, the horse pen, the cow pen or something, or sleep with the monster, Lao Yin should not refuse~

Far away in the wooden house of the Starfall Academy, Yin Shizi, who was having a headache about the death of the Emperor of the Star God Empire, suddenly sneezed, rubbed his nose and looked at the sky very sullenly: "Is there that little girl who is thinking about the old man and me again~"

Suddenly, the appearance of a purple wing popped out of his head, and he quickly shook his head: "Bad luck, it's impossible, it must be a dream·····" Thinking about it, he suddenly fell silent: "So my precious apprentice is coming back soon·····"

"Hehe, I haven't seen Xiao Yeyue for a long time, and I miss it a little bit······" Yin Shizi suddenly showed an extremely obscene smile and rubbed his hands.