As the leading boss, even if they find this, they will naturally not bow their heads, so slowly, I don't know when, they have become a lonely existence.

If it weren't for that, it wouldn't have been suppressed by the Dao Xing Sect like that.

“......”

This truth really made everyone speechless, no wonder the sect will decline day by day, for a sect, diplomacy is also very important!

Look at Yan Qingzong, although he has also declined, he has the same good existence, and it is not because of diplomacy, there are many alliances, and they have been supporting each other, so they can hold on for so long.

"Okay, then let's go back to the sect first. ”

In the face of this situation, what else can they say, and there is no way to scold people.

Endless ruins

"Bang bang bang..."

Ahead, a huge Yaksha was striding forward, his face hideous, his mace in his hand held high, bringing out bursts of sharp wind-breaking sounds.

Thirty meters away from him, there stood a small figure.

It was a little boy who looked to be only about three years old, and he stood quietly in place, looking at the Yaksha in front of him, but he was unusually calm, not dodging, not afraid, just standing there and watching.

"Truly..."

Every step Yaksha took was three meters away, and he was just a few steps away from the little boy, his giant palm stretched out, and his mouth was full of saliva, "Child, it must be delicious, delicious!"

"Bang..."

However, just as its hand was about to touch the little boy, a loud noise sounded, and in the dust, the figure of the Yaksha flew out upside down, and then fell to the ground heavily.

"Click..."

Then, a black axe fell from the sky and slashed down on its chest, and blood spurted out instantly.

"Whew..."

The pain caused the Yaksha to let out a terrible howl.

"Click..."

However, before it could react, the huge gray figure had already jumped in front of it, and after pulling out the axe, it fell fiercely again, directly cutting off its head, and neatly digging out the crystal nucleus!

The earth yaksha was instantly breathless.

"Xiaoyu!"

At this moment, the giant put away his axe, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a young man in white, and rushed to the little boy in two steps.

There was uncontrollable anger on his face, "Why did you run out on your own, do you know how worried I am, you..."

"Ahh Ah Ran..."

However, before he could finish his reprimand, the little boy with glazed eyes slowly stretched out his arm and threw himself into his arms with a little stumbling steps.

The small body was all sunk on his chest, his head was up, and although his big black eyes were full of ignorance and confusion, his figure was clearly imprinted.

"Xiaoyu..."

Seeing this, Jun Ran's nose was sour, he leaned over and hugged the little boy tightly, and said softly, "Don't run away in the future, otherwise... Ah Ran will be worried..."

This man in white is none other than Jun Ran.

After getting the old man's storage ring, he finally stopped covering himself with a straw skirt, and there was a place to store the axe.

Moreover, the old man's identity is obviously not ordinary, and the things he carries are very high-end, at least the ones that no one from Junran's small place has never seen, and the clothes on his body are also old men, with the function of changing the size at will.

Otherwise, in the case of Jun Ran having to transform into a giant every time he touches an axe, there are really no enough clothes for him to waste.

And this little boy is naturally the reborn Junyu.