"Master!"

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the extermination master pitifully, hoping that the master would say nothing.

The exterminator leaned over and whispered a few words, and then bowed deeply to Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo grinned reluctantly with a bleak face, looked at Mount Emei behind her nostalgically, and then timidly came behind Li Yingdong.

Ding Minjun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the dust fall to the ground. Li Yingdong saw it and teased: "Ding Minjun, don't be too happy, do you know who this girl is?" Her name is Yang Buregret, her mother is Ji Xiaofu, the good things you have done, when she learns martial arts well, she will come to you sooner or later to take revenge. ”

"What? She, she is Ji Xiaofu's daughter?! ”

Ding Minjun was like a fried female cat, her hair stood up in fright, this person is so powerful, just teach Yang not to regret a few hands, and in a few years, there will be her life.

The exterminator frowned and said, "Her mother was killed by me for violating the door rules, and when she is old enough to take revenge, she can come to Mount Emei to find me at any time." ”

Li Yingdong couldn't help but give a thumbs up, the exterminator was too able to say these words in this shape, and he deserved to be a heroine among women, an iron lady-like figure. Then he stopped talking and led Zhang Wuji and the three of them to drift away.

The Emei disciples couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that the evil star had finally left. At the same time, he glanced at Ding Minjun, who was still in a state of loss of soul, and remembered that Senior Sister Ding was mean and deceitful in the past, but now she ended up like this, and she was a little happy in her heart. But then I couldn't help but feel a little gloomy when I thought about what happened to my door.

The exterminator looked at the backs of Li Yingdong and the others for a long time, and snorted: "The tomb of the living dead is the place where Yang Guo Yang Daxia lives, Li Yingdong must be going to challenge Yang Daxia, Yang Daxia's martial arts are world-famous, and he killed the Mongolian emperor Meng Ge among the ten thousand armies, and he will definitely be able to beat him with a blue nose and swollen face in a few moves." ”

The disciples heard about the so-called Yang Daxia for the first time, and they asked curiously, and the extermination master told Yang Guo some of his previous deeds. focused on the relationship between Emei and Yang Guo.

The disciples were very happy when they heard this, and some disciples shouted stupidly: "Then Yang Daxia is still alive now, isn't it more than a hundred years old, it's impossible." ”

The exterminator glared at her fiercely, she didn't know this yet, she just said that just to make her heart comfortable, and the other was to boost morale. I didn't expect to be shattered by this disciple's words.

……

Li Yingdong and the four of them went out of Mount Emei to the north, out of the border of Sichuan, along the official road near the Qinling Mountains, Zhongnan Mountain is a branch of the Qinling Mountains, along the way, Li Yingdong did not do anything to Zhou Zhiruo, just let Zhou Zhiruo take good care of Yang Buregret.

Zhou Zhiruo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and tried her best to take care of Yang Buregret, she is only 12 years old this year, and she has no experience in taking care of people, but she is much better than Li Yingdong, who doesn't even know how to wash his hands after meals.

Due to the need to deliver the letter within two months, Li Yingdong hurried and finally came to Zhongnan Mountain on the last day, according to the location of the grave of the living dead described by Mrs. Shi, he led Zhang Wuji and the three of them to search all the way, and finally came to a forest, and saw that there were many martial arts people in strange costumes here, with yellow complexions, black and white, and they were talking in groups of three or five in a low voice, and they all spoke bird language and did not understand it at all. It's a hodgepodge of countries.

"Big brother, that person is so dark and tall!"

Yang Buregret shook Li Yingdong's arm, pointed to a black man more than two meters tall and said.

Li Yingdong explained: "That's Kunlun slave, it's just the slave of the mixed-race Persian. ”

Kunlun (not Kunlun Mountain) in ancient China refers to Indonesia, Malaysia, Kunlun slaves mainly refer to servants from there, most of them are indigenous people in Southeast Asia, although the skin is darker than the Chinese, but still yellow. A small number of them were blacks, presumably with Arabs or Persians, and there were very few such black Kunlun slaves, and only some people of high social status could afford to use them. And what Yang does not regret seeing is pure blackness.

Yang Buregret nodded as if he didn't understand, Li Yingdong found a stone pier to sit down, and motioned to Zhou Zhiruo to hammer his legs, this has been searched all the way, the road is difficult to walk, and Yang Buregret, who doesn't know martial arts, has long been tired.

The moment he enjoyed the beautiful maid's leg thumping, the voices of the surrounding groups of people all paused, and then a stunned look flashed, and then returned to normal, only the master of Kunlun Nu, the half-blood Persian, whispered: "Steel Fist, you go and try that kid's bottom." ”

The steel fist is the Kunlun slave who is more than two meters high, and before he can speak, a curvaceous woman with a white veil next to him interjected: "Guo Protector, that kid is more than a martial artist and a servant, he simply doesn't put the Yang family in his eyes, I think there is no hope for ten **, there is no need to try at all." ”

The Persian, who is known as the protector of the Dharma, has a very strict face on his handsome face, and shakes his head and says: "I have a mysterious and mysterious premonition, this person is the biggest rival, you must not be guarded against, steel fist you...... Hey! Forget it, someone came out. ”

He was about to let the steel fist go over to test Li Yingdong's skills, when suddenly his ears moved, and the operation was terminated.

At the same time, the people around were still chatting, unaware, only a young man sitting cross-legged on the futon in the corner with his eyes closed opened his eyes and slowly stood up, with a slender figure and excellent temperament, and a coarse linen dress made people feel elegant. There were two old servants on the left and right, and one of them picked up the futon and put it in the baggage.

Guo Protector was aware, saw the young man's expression, and solemnly looked at the young man, his eyes were like electricity, and the young man smiled, but his eyes were equally sharp. It seems that they have all entered the rival mode in advance.

Li Yingdong was unaware of this, and closed his eyes to enjoy the service of Zhou Zhiruo's gentle little hands.

Soon a few maids dressed in black and white clothes came out of the forest, and the black-clothed maids led by them scanned everyone and found that a trace of anger flashed in their eyes when Li Yingdong's actions flashed, and the jade pointed at Li Yingdong and said angrily: "Who are you, which sect are you from?" …… Forget it, you're not eligible to participate, go back. ”

The corners of everyone's mouths turned up, but no one laughed.

Li Yingdong didn't know why, pointed to himself, took out the letter with his other hand, and asked, "Girl, are you talking about me?" …… I don't understand what you're saying, is there some misunderstanding? I'm just here to deliver the letter. ”

The maid in black pouted and said, "You don't have to pretend to be confused, I don't know what you're doing here?" …… Hum! Messenger? I won't find a reason, and no one here comes with a letter. ”

As if they had agreed with each other, a young man in each group took out the letter and raised it.

The black-clothed maid snorted and raised her chin, looking arrogant.

Li Yingdong was speechless and frozen, completely hit by these people, Nima, Shi Huolong, what kind of trouble is this!