"What's going on?"

"Whose person is this?"

“......”

With a commotion, another group of people broke through the encirclement of the previous few people and gathered around Dong Wusheng.

Yang Youyi looked at the person standing between herself and Dong Wusheng, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

A man in a long robe got off the camel, and while directing several of his men to clean up the mess, he handed his hand to Dong Wusheng, who was slowly getting up from the ground, and kept snorting, "Dong Wusheng...... I haven't seen you for a long time, how did you get mixed up like this?"

"Hey ......"

Dong Wusheng laughed, took out a wheelchair from his Qiankun bag, sat on it, pinched a spirit stone in his hand, and knocked it on the armrest like an egg...... Maybe I was too kind to you as a brute before, and I was damned. ”

"Look at what you said," said the man in the long robe, shaking his folding fan and smiling freely, "we are grasshoppers on a rope, and even if I am a beast, I may be the last beast in the world who wishes you well." ”

"Who is the grasshopper on a rope with you? I think you're afraid that no one will give you money when I'm dead. ”

"Hmm~ That's a problem, too. ”

Dong Wusheng leaned back, leaned on the back of his wheelchair, and breathed a sigh of relief. Madara sniffed and walked over to her, leaning against her wheelchair, looking at her with a wrinkled little face.

"What's going on?"

The crowd parted, and Watson stepped forward, looked at the scene in front of him, and grabbed a monk next to him and asked.

"What's going on, little sister—"

The man in the long shirt has a very white complexion, wearing a cyan robe, he doesn't look old from a distance, and he can only see a few wrinkles piled up at the corners of his eyes when he gets closer, his voice is a little sharp when he speaks, and he shakes the folding fan gently and slowly in his hand, and when he stands still and doesn't speak, he does have a bit of elegant charm, "Isn't this situation clear enough?"

"The person you want to arrest, I'll cut it off. ”

The tone of the man in the long robe made Watson feel a thrill all over his body, and he couldn't help frowning: "Huh...... Uncle, you are such a mother!"

Dong Wusheng closed her eyes and snorted, and Madara heard her mutter, "Isn't it......?"

The man in the long shirt seemed to hear it, and knocked on the back of Dong Wusheng's wheelchair with the folding fan in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly: "Where are you standing, Dong Wusheng?"

Then when he turned to Watson, he had another look of contempt, "A little doll like you will not understand my elegance." ”

"Not only a sissy, but also a stinky ......"

Watson pouted at the man in the long robe, raised his hand and pointed at Dong Wusheng, "Uncle, you can't take this person away, the Monk Alliance enforces the law, please understand." ”

"Monk Alliance law enforcement?"

As if he had been waiting for a long time, the man in the long robe showed a triumphant smile, "What does the Monk Alliance have to do with us mortals? I just brought a few friends to greet my big client, do you Monk Alliance want to hinder me?"

Watson: "......?"

Watson didn't understand the deep meaning of the man's words, and he looked puzzled, "Can't you?"

The man in the long robe laughed contemptuously, "Is there only a simple and cute little sister like you left in the Monks Alliance?"

As he spoke, he also lowered his head and shook the folding fan in front of Dong Wusheng's eyes, "It seems that you are not very valuable, Dong Wusheng?"

"Old Brute ......"

Dong Wusheng half-closed his eyes and scolded, not having the strength to pick up.

"Take your people back. ”

Watson looked at Yang Youyi, who was speaking, "Why? They are just a monk, and we just left?"

Yang Youyi glanced back at Watson, and secretly wondered how the Monk Alliance could give this kind of task to such a little girl who didn't know anything, "You can touch any civilians here, and tomorrow the Chamber of Commerce will make the Monk Alliance become an existence like the Rakshasa in the eyes of the world." ”

Watson: "......!"

Watson had a shocked look on his face that had just turned the corner, and Yang Youyi sighed.

"Go back, write a report to your superiors, I shouldn't blame you, it's not within your mission, right?"

Hearing this, Watson looked at Yang Youyi with wide eyes, "How do you know!"

Come to think of it, the Monks Union would not send such a person to carry out such a mission......

The three people present thought to themselves in unison.

"Do as I say. ”

Yang Youyi helped her forehead, not wanting to say anything more.

When Watson left with the people from the Monk Alliance, Yang Youyi looked back at Dong Wusheng, "Dong Wusheng, do you still want me to take Madara to Xiaoyaomen?"

“......”

Madara became nervous, his eyes fixed on Dong Wusheng.

"No need......

Dong Wusheng lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, and replied.

Madara breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Youyi didn't look surprised, she turned her head and walked to keep up with Watson's team, "When we meet again, don't die at my hands." ”

Dong Wusheng tugged at the corners of his mouth and didn't speak.

"Alright, let's go too. ”

The man in the robe turned over and mounted his camel, directing the team in the other direction.

Dong Wusheng's wheelchair moved on its own and followed the camel of the man in the long shirt. Madara also trotted to follow.

Dong Wusheng turned his head and watched him run a few steps, stopped and beckoned to him, and pointed him in the direction of the man in the long robe, "You go with Hainan Hua." ”

"Where did you pick up the child this time, Dong Wusheng?"

The man in the robe watched as the child ran to his camel and pulled the reins and handed it over.

"Hmmm......"

Dong Wusheng nestled in a wheelchair, snorted with half-closed eyes, and didn't bother to take care of him.

Maybe he was used to it, the man in the long shirt didn't seem to care about Dong Wusheng's attitude, and he didn't get a response here, so he turned the conversation to Madara, "Eh, kid, I saw it all just now, you rushed out and wanted to help Dong Wusheng block the knife, right?

"What's ...... good"

Madara looked up at the man in the robe and blinked, the banter and ridicule in the man's words made him a little confused, "I don't understand what you're trying to say......"

The man in the long shirt smiled and opened the folding fan and shook it, "Where are you from?"

Madara shook his head, "I don't know. ”

The man in the long robe was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, "You are a demon clan who has just been transformed?"

There was no obstacle to understanding this, and Madara nodded.

The man in the robe nodded knowingly, "That makes sense...... Eh, you called Dong Wusheng Niang, didn't you get scolded by her?"

Dong Wusheng heard it, snorted lightly, and did not speak.

“......”

Madara didn't understand what the two of them were secretly comparing, they both glanced at each other, and finally blinked blankly, "My mother asked me to call it that." ”

"Did Dong Wusheng make you call it that?"

The man in the long shirt glared, looked at Madara and nodded, smacked his tongue, and turned his head to look at Dong Wusheng, "Eh, Dong Wusheng, this can't really be your child, right?"

Dong Wusheng closed his eyes and laughed, and said lazily: "What, don't you believe it?"

She opened her eyes to Madara and lifted her chin at him, "Come on, little bastard, call Lady Scream." ”

"Mother-"

Madara obediently did so.

The man in the long shirt shook the folding fan and shook his head again, clearly not convinced, and unable to speak.

Dong Wusheng made his expression amused, but as soon as he laughed, he twisted his head to the side and coughed.

Madara looked at her and blinked vigorously.

The man in the long shirt understood when he heard this laughter, put away the folding fan, pointed at Dong Wusheng and scolded with a smile: "Dong Wusheng, you are insane, what's so funny about this?"

Dong Wusheng cut and continued to close his eyes and spread out in the wheelchair, with a little smile on his lips.