When Xiao Yao told Luo Yin about the method of picking jade flowers, he found that Luo Yin's speed was even faster than himself, and it was not too much to say that she was Bing Xue smart, and girls were generally more careful, so even if Xiao Yao made a mistake and scrapped one or two more jade flowers, Luo Yin would not make a mistake, Xiao Yao simply stood aside and asked Luo Yin to help him pick it.

For Luoyin, Xiao Yao can still be trusted.

"Grandpa Chen, where did you get that young lady from before?" Luo Yin asked while picking jade flowers.

"Little sister?" I don't know why, hearing such a title from Luo Yin's mouth made Xiao Yao feel very - playing.

"I'm hiding. Xiao Yao said.

Luo Yin was a little surprised and asked, "Grandpa Chen, are you planning to marry that young lady home?"

Xiao Yao was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how Luo Yin's idea appeared.

Marry home?

Just that piece of jade?

What's more, I don't know if she has the function of passing on the lineage?

"You're thinking too much, so let's pick it quickly. Xiao Yao wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said.

However, Xiao Yao's reaction, in Luo Yin's view, was a kind of avoidance.

She felt that she had pierced Xiao Yao's heart, and she inevitably had some slight pride......

Just as Luo Yin was picking jade flowers, Xiao Yao suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

It seems, it seems to be Mu Feng and other immortals.

In fact, his gaze skipped over these immortal clans again, like behind those Zhenlong Sword Sects.

Mu Feng seemed to realize something, turned around, and looked behind him.

Footsteps could be faintly heard.

Getting closer.

Getting heavier and heavier.

"Is there something strange that has appeared?" Mu Feng asked in a whisper as he walked over to Xiao Yao's side.

Xiao Yao took a few steps forward: "It's the Immortal Clan." ”

Hearing Xiao Yao's answer, Mu Feng sighed.

The words of the immortal clan are much easier to deal with.

At this time, a group of immortals had already walked out of the white mist.

Now it's not just Xiao Yao, but those disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect are also watching carefully.

The immortal clan who walked in the front was wearing a dark sleeveless shirt, and there was a pitch-black big knife hanging from his waist, his body was burly, on his bare arms, and the muscles were entrenched on it like a dragon, and he was about two meters tall, and behind him, there were about a dozen immortals, among whom there was even a disciple of the Lumen Pavilion, but although Xiao Yao had seen him, he didn't know what his name was.

"It's a disciple of the Mountain Splitting Sword Sect. After seeing the big man with a knife, Mu Feng's eyes shrank and he said to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao nodded.

Mountain Splitting Sword Sect.

To be honest, the name is a bit earthy.

Mu Feng continued: "The reputation of the Mountain Splitting Sword Sect in the immortal world has never been very good, they and the Lumen Pavilion seem to be two extremes, whether it is the disciples of the Lumen Pavilion or the elders of the pavilion master, they all cherish their reputation too much, and they have to consider what other immortal clans think of them in everything they do, for fear that they will be caught by other immortal clans if they do something wrong, so it has always been a humble gentleman's attitude. The Mountain Splitting Sword Sect is just the opposite, the disciples inside are all very arrogant, and they are extremely domineering in doing things, they don't like to be reasonable, I have also met a few disciples of the Mountain Splitting Sword Sect before, they killed a scattered immortal, snatched a weapon, and as a result, they felt that the weapon was useless, so they threw it away. ”

Mu Feng said it lightly, but his tone was also full of his strong dissatisfaction with the Mountain Splitting Sword Sect.

Xiao Yao nodded, always with an indifferent attitude.

It doesn't matter what the other person's personality is, where they come from, or what sect.

As long as the other party doesn't come to provoke him, he doesn't bother to get along with any Mountain Splitting Sword Sect.

As long as the well water does not interfere with the river water, everyone will be fine.

If the well water has to be infringed by the river water, Xiao Yao can only turn the well water into a dry well.

Gao Liujiang took a step forward and waved at the other party.

"Dare to ask this fellow Daoist, but Han Anti of the Mountain Splitting Sword Sect?"

The big man with the knife glanced at Gao Liujiang in front of him and laughed.

He grinned and said, "Are you trying to hold me back?"

Gao Liujiang's face changed slightly.

This feeling of being seen through by the other party in an instant is really uncomfortable.

"Where, just come and ask. Gao Liujiangpi said with a smile.

The big man just laughed and said, "Your grandfather and I are Han Anti, how about it?" Okay, if it's okay, get out of the way, don't delay me to get rich!"

"......" Gao Liujiang, no matter how good his temper is, he is angry at this time.

He snorted coldly and said, "Don't think that you are a disciple of the Mountain Splitting Sword Sect, you can do whatever you want if you have many immortal clans over there." ”

Han was very happy.

"Then grandpa, I'll tell you now, I rely on the many immortals on my side, I can really do whatever I want!" Han said with a sneer.

It's just arrogant, don't want it.

When he heard Mu Feng talk to himself before, Xiao Yao didn't take it too seriously.

Now Xiao Yao realized that what Mu Feng and himself said before, not only did not exaggerate at all, but also restrained a lot.

Xiao Yao has seen such an arrogant one, but he has never seen such an arrogant one.

Than Lao Tzu...... Bah!

People now call themselves grandfathers.

I still call myself Lao Tzu, what a loss?

He took a few steps forward, glanced at the immortal clan named Han Anti, his face was cold, and asked in a deep voice, "What did you call yourself just now?"

"Grandpa!" Han said arrogantly, with an attitude of what can you do to me if I am so arrogant.

Xiao Yao's face suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny, revealing an expression like a spring breeze, and he responded softly: "Hey!"

"......" Han anti urinated at that time.

What the hell are you ......

Why is it more shameless than me?

Mu Feng, Gao Liujiang, and the other Zhenlong Sword Sect Immortal Clans were all stunned at first, and then couldn't help but sigh.

They think that this Chen Qi is really naughty enough......

Behind Han Anti, there were also a few whispers.

Han Yan's face became more and more peaceful, and he turned around and roared angrily: "What are you laughing at?

Xiao Yao hurriedly waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, I don't care about your grandfather, you don't have to stop for me, everyone continue!"

A group of immortals laughed even happier.

Han Qiqi's face turned pale, and his body kept trembling.

He turned his face and stared at Xiao Yao, stretched out his finger and pointed at the other party, so angry that he couldn't speak: "You...... You ......"

Xiao Yao's face was full of worry: "What's wrong, grandson, is the stuck in your throat?"

"......" Han was very hurt.

He felt that this was the most humiliating thing he had ever been.

Xiao Yao sneered again and again.

Fight with your dad and me?

Huh.

Lao Tzu is on the earth, in the Lingwu world, it is difficult to meet opponents.

Don't be angry with me, grab a handful, are you a chicken neck?

"Presumptuous, presumptuous!" Han shouted angrily, already picking up the knife in his hand, and the dragon on his arm swam as if it had come to life.

At this moment, dozens of sword lights suddenly appeared, all hovering over Han Yan's head.

As long as Xiao Yao's mind moved, all those sword lights would fall.

Blazing fast.

It's just a blink of an eye.

If Han Anti was given enough time, he would not let himself fall into such a situation.

But he didn't expect that the other party would make a decisive move when he lifted the knife.

But those dozens of sword lights just hovered above the opponent's head, and did not fall and directly dissolve them.

Han Fang held the handle of the knife with both hands, but he didn't dare to move at this time.

"Guess me, do I dare to kill you?" Xiao Yao asked as he took a few steps forward.

Han Yan didn't speak, and beads of sweat rolled down.

His breathing became rapid, and all that dared to move up and down his body was his constantly rolling eyeballs.

"You said you, what are you pretending to be?" Xiao Yao sighed, as if he was holding a gun in his hand, and at this time, the gun was on Han Yan's head.

As long as Xiao Yao is unhappy and pulls the trigger, Han Yao will turn into a corpse.

It can be said that Han Anti's life was held in Xiao Yao's hands at this time.

"You dare!"

"Presumptuous, remove the sword formation for me!"

"Dare to hurt my senior brother, my Mountain Splitting Sword Sect will fight with you endlessly!"

The disciples of the Mountain Splitting Sword Sect who followed behind Han Yan were already full of anger at this time, and they couldn't wait to pounce directly and kill Xiao Yao on the spot, so that Han Yan could avoid the threat.

Xiao Yao sighed and walked in front of Han Anti.

"It seems that your reputation in your sect has never been very good, why do I think that you, the junior brothers, want to kill you now?" Xiao Yao asked curiously.

"Shut up for me!" This time Han didn't call himself grandpa, so as not to suffer a loss, after he roared angrily, the immortals behind him also quieted down.

Han Yan almost wanted to curse before.

He had no doubt that Xiao Yao had the intention of killing him.

The reason why I didn't do it directly was just to avoid some trouble.

turned out to be good, and the fellow disciples behind him were still agitating with words one by one.

It seems that he wants to make the other party withdraw the sword formation through such a threatening method.

But only they understand the intention.

Thinking about this, Han became more and more congested.

What the hell, what kind of bastard are these?

What a grudge, what a grudge?

Lao Tzu dug your ancestral grave?

"Give me all back!" Han Yan continued.

Those immortals could only continue to retreat a distance.

Xiao Yao squinted his eyes and looked at Han Yan, then stretched out his hand and patted the other party's face, but he felt greasy and greasy, and wiped the clothes on the other party's body again.

"Why don't you take a bath every day?" Although Xiao Yao is not the kind of person who has a habit of cleanliness, he still feels a little unbearable.

"I ......," Han wanted to cry.

You're so demanding!

I don't care if I take a shower......

Xiao Yao was probably tired of standing and squatted down.

Then he raised his head and looked at Han Anti and asked, "Do you enjoy this feeling of looking at me condescendingly?"

Han Yan cautiously squatted down, did he still raise his head and glance at the sword formation hovering above his head.

It was very painful inside.

"Actually, I think you can give it a try, in case you can resist my swords!" Xiao Yao said with a serious face.

Han wanted to cry. I really don't want to try it at all!

(Today's second update, there is an update.) ）

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