Immediately, only Xiao Shangjunzhu's helpless shouts remained in Meng Shichen's ears. The moment www.biquge.info last corner of Yaoguang's clothes disappeared, he happened to stumble and run to her, but only touched the flying dust.

"Mother-" Shang Junzhu fell to the ground in a daze, his eyes glazed.

The old man only fell down at this time, he looked down at Shang Junzhu, and there was no guilt or self-blame in his pitying eyes: "Child, don't be sad, they are not your parents, they are terrible undead, and they are evil ghosts stranded in the world." ”

The old man said without changing his face, and squatted down and reached out to pat the top of his head as if comforting.

Meng Shichen was so angry that he couldn't help but roll his eyes and lie down! Did anyone say that to their faces? What's more, the other party is still a child, hey! This old man is the "evil ghost"!

"Smack!"

Shang Junzhu slapped the old man's hand away, and his red and swollen eyes were full of hatred. The old man didn't mind, he didn't touch Shang Junzhu at all, he just stretched out his hand to him: "Is it okay to go to the mountain with grandpa?" There's good food, there's fun, and there are a lot of kids like you. ”

"You are the evil ghost...... Shang Junzhu looked coldly at the old palm and whispered.

The other party didn't speak, just frowned. "What do you say, little brat! It's itchy isn't it! Some of the disciples who were originally standing on the sidelines to watch the battle heard Shang Junzhu's words and immediately roared back.

Shang Junzhu smiled coldly, raised his little face angrily and glared at the old man who stretched out his hand towards him, and roared word by word: "I said-you! Just! Be! Evil! Ghost! ”

"Big bad! Bad old man! Shang Junzhu searched for the pitiful scolding words in his stomach, repeated it like tearing his throat, plus punching and kicking his teeth, but he was still no match for the old man and reached out and lifted him up.

Shang Junzhu was obviously stunned for a moment, and then continued to scold. The movements looked extremely funny and made people laugh, but Meng Shichen, who was watching from the wall, couldn't laugh at all.

By one's own ...... Eh, the enemy who barely killed his parents didn't take it seriously, but he had no power to resist, and the sadness, unwillingness, grievances and sadness entangled in his heart were only afraid that Shang Junzhu's little head was about to collapse, right?

The old man was not angry, and he did not intend to seal Shang Junzhu's dumb hole.

Meng Shichen snorted coldly, even if he still had a little conscience, he knew that stopping Shang Junzhu might really make this kid crazy. However, the disciples next to him who looked at Xiao Shang Junzhu angrily didn't seem to agree.

Their eyes were about to pop out, but it was a pity that their master didn't speak, and they couldn't say anything so they could only grit their teeth and keep up.

Suddenly, someone rushed over, it was the goatee senior brother who had just escorted Mei Qingyun back. The moment he saw the old man, he knelt down from a distance, his left hand on his right shoulder, and he could vaguely see blood overflowing from his fingers.

"Master, Senior Brother Mei, he injured his fellow disciple halfway and ran away!"

"What?!"

A group of people behind the old man exclaimed in unison, but the old man was very calm. "You are optimistic about this kid, one step ahead for the teacher!" He groaned, threw Shang Junzhu to the disciples behind him, and jumped away from this place with his breath.

Uh, the old man did it on purpose, right? Definitely gave Shang Junzhu to them on purpose, right? Does he know that he has thrown the little lamb into the wolves!

Meng Shichen just felt that something was wrong, and Shang Junzhu had already been thrown to the ground by them. "You turtle son, it's very cool to scold our master?" The man with a square face and thick eyebrows was the first to speak, and as he spoke, he poked Shang Junzhu who was lying on the ground with one foot.

Shang Junzhu snorted twice, but did not speak, although he glared angrily at the person who kicked him, his little face was miserable and pale. It seems that the fall just now was not light.

"Today, let the grandfathers teach you how to be a human being as a wild seed that has a life and no one raises it!" Someone pulled Shang Junzhu's hair is a slap, worried that it would be difficult to explain to the master, that person didn't use internal strength, but with the strength of an adult man, Shang Junzhu's face was swollen on the side of the beating, and blood beads rolled down the corners of his mouth.

After the man finished fighting, the person who had previously poked Shang Junzhu with his foot continued to get on his foot. Senior Brother Goatee looked at this side puzzled and said, "Senior brothers, what are you doing here?" ”

He twisted his eyebrows and walked over: "Although this kid is related to the undead, he is still young, how can you treat him like this?" ”

"Senior brother, don't look down on this evil seed. He, like his parents, is a great rebel! The person who poked Shang Junzhu with his foot retorted disdainfully, "Do you know how this kid scolded Master just now?" That's what a dirty sentence! ”

"Hmph, Master, his old man is kind-hearted and doesn't care about him, we didn't say we wanted to let this kid go." The man said, and Shang Junzhu was kicked out like that before he could scream!

Scum! It's scum! Meng Shichen's body trembled with anger, and he almost bit a mouthful of silver teeth.

Senior Brother Goatee hurriedly stepped in to stop him, but because of his injuries, his speed slowed down a lot, and he could only watch Shang Junzhu's small body fly out like a rag pillow. Meng Shichen couldn't help but want to close his eyes several times, but he was worried that he would stay in this picture, so he had to grit his teeth and open his eyes.

Waiting for Shang Junzhu to be smashed to half death, the laughter of everyone stopped abruptly, Meng Shichen only felt a flower in front of him, and a purple figure in clothes and hunting instantly stood where Shang Junzhu should have fallen.

Mei Qingyun.

The blood stains on the corners of his mouth had dried up, and he caught Shang Junzhu with one hand, and held the snowy three-foot Qingfeng with the other hand and stood there like a demon king in the world. Even Meng Shichen, who was watching from the wall, could feel the murderous aura emanating from his body.

Shang Junzhu was lying peacefully in his arms, already fainting.

Mei Qingyun's gaze swept over like a knife, and his handsome face had a rakshasa-like expression: "You should be glad that my apprentice is still alive now, otherwise you people's dog lives don't have to be spared!" ”

Several people lost their minds for a moment, and then quickly regained the expression of "righteous people".

Senior Brother Goatee secretly said in his heart that it was not good, but when he was about to speak, he was rushed by the junior brother with a square face and thick eyebrows: "Mei Qingyun, you have time here to save this little doll who won't die, it's better to hurry up and arrest us and go back to the mountain, it's important to mess with the undead...... Yes! ”

Before the word "sin" could be spoken, Mei Qingyun's figure had disappeared, and he crossed a distance of several zhang in an instant, and the blade picked all the speaker's hands and feet.

Mei Qingyun put away his sword and left, but it was two people who fell, and it was the two who had just bullied Shang Junzhu. The others stood trembling in place, their hands shaking, and all the movements of drawing their swords stopped.

What are the consequences of drawing a sword, or not drawing it? Nobody knows.

The tense atmosphere was depressing, and the people were breathless, but the scene was a little funny.