The old man of Wan Jia gently pressed the armrest of the reclining chair, and fell lightly from the high sliding rod to the side of the old master, and without waiting for the old master to speak, he said with a smile: "Old brother, we are not outsiders, let's not talk about these grand etiquette!" ”

As he spoke, the old man of the Wan family took the arm of the old master and walked forward quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he had already passed the two stunned Lingxiu disciples who were carrying an empty sliding rod.

Wan Lin and Xiaoya saw their grandfather jumping off the sliding pole, and they also pressed the sliding rod in unison, jumped off the sliding pole like a fallen leaf, and walked together to the side of Xie Zhangmen, who was supported by two disciples and walking.

The surrounding Lingxiumen disciples saw Wan Lin and the two suddenly floating away from the sliding rod, and they all stopped in shock and looked at the two, the eighteen- or nine-year-old young disciple who led the team was just about to persuade Wan Lin and the two to sit back, when Xie Zhangmen, who had squinted his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand and waved his hand to the surrounding disciples, and still walked forward without saying a word.

Xiao Ya walked quickly to the side of Xie Zhangmen, and suddenly found that his mouth was closed tightly, but there was a black-red blood stain hanging from the corner of his mouth, and the walnut-sized Adam's apple was squirming up and down in the middle of his neck, as if he was clenching his teeth and trying to restrain something? She was shocked! Quickly turned his head to look at Wan Lin beside him.

At this time, Wan Lin also frowned and looked at the blood stains on the corner of Xie Zhangmen's mouth, as if he was contemplating something? Xiao Ya anxiously raised her eyes and looked forward, just about to say hello to the two old men who had walked quickly to the front, Wan Lin on the side suddenly raised his hand and waved at her, pulled her with his left hand to stop and let go of Xie Zhangmen, who was walking forward, and his right palm suddenly struck forward, and "snapped" a palm on the back of Xie Zhangmen's heart.

"Oops", the surrounding Lingxiu disciples turned their heads to look when they heard the sound, and suddenly saw this distinguished guest sneak attack their own master, and they all screamed in shock! One by one, they all pulled out the scimitar at their waists, raised the scimitar in their hands, and rushed towards Wan Lin and Xiaoya.

At this time, Master Xie, who was suddenly hit in the back of the heart by Wan Lin's palm, was caught off guard, staggered forward a few steps under his feet, and then raised his head suddenly, and spewed out a black-purple blood mist with a "poof".

"Master!" A group of Lingxiumen disciples were shocked, and a few disciples who were walking with a sliding rod near Wan Lin and Xie Zhangmen suddenly threw away the sliding rod on their shoulders and rushed towards their own master, hugging the crumbling master, and the eighteen- or nine-year-old young man who was a little farther away took the rest of the disciples with anger in his eyes, and he slashed at Wan Lin and Xiaoya with the scimitar in his hand!

"Stop!" With two deafening roars, two figures, one tall and one short, floated in front of Master Xie like black smoke.

The tall old man of the Wan family and the thin old man flashed, and they had already rushed in front of the head of Xie, and the eyes of the two of them quickly swept over his face, and a trace of joy floated over their faces at the same time. At this time, the eighteen- or nine-year-old young disciple who took the lead in rushing hurriedly shouted, "Grandpa, they... They..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man had already said with a smile: "Put away the guys" and looked at the old man of the Wan family. The two old men glanced at each other, and suddenly raised their heads and laughed "hahahaha", and the laughter with internal force shook the mountains.

In the green bamboo forest, with the agitated laughter, the black pressure of a bird flew up, and the green mountains and green waters of the forest rose and fell, and the crisp birdsong of "chirping" instantly broke the tranquility of the mountain.

At this moment, Xie Zhangmen, who was hugged by the two disciples, suddenly pushed the disciple away, knelt in front of the old man of the Wan family with a "poof", knelt on a hard rock, and knocked his head three times in a row, raised his head and lips trembled, and he didn't know what to say, and his eyes flashed with a layer of crystal tears.

Grandpa Wan Lin pulled him up from the ground with a smile, took a closer look at his eyes and eyebrows, turned his head to the old master and said, "Hehehe, it seems that the cold poison in Master Xie's body has been completely removed, congratulations!" ”

It was only at this time that the disciples of the head of the Xie sect understood that the sudden palm of the young man of the Wan family was not a sneak attack on the head of the sect, but a palm that struck out all the cold poison in his body that was forced together by the medicinal power of the snake treasure pill. And the other party suddenly made a palm, because he was afraid that his master's luck would resist and affect the curative effect.

All the disciples were overjoyed, their gloomy faces all showed joy, and a group of people didn't say a word, they all put their knives into their sheaths with a "pop", and knelt on the uneven hillside with a "poof".

At this time, Wan Lin and Xiaoya walked in front of Xie Zhangmen, Wan Lin smiled and hugged his fists and said: "Xie Zhangmen, the junior was reckless just now, please forgive the senior!" ”

Xie Zhangmen stood up from the rock suddenly, turned around and looked at the young man in front of him excitedly, stretched out his arms and hugged Wan Lin, followed by patting Wan Lin's back vigorously to express his gratitude, and then let go of Wan Lin and turned around to hug Xiao Ya, so scared that Xiao Ya jumped back violently like a rabbit.

"Ahem", the old boss on the side suddenly coughed twice. Head Xie was stunned for a moment, looked at Xiao Ya who jumped behind Wan Lin, and then realized that this was a young and beautiful girl, how could she easily hug someone at such an age. His swarthy face immediately turned purple, and his lips muttered as he clasped his fists at Xiao Ya and saluted.

"Hahahaha" The people around laughed, and the old man turned to Grandpa Wanlin and said: "Hehehe, my dog just can't speak, and he cries all day long, as if someone owes him money" said, turned his head to look at the disciples kneeling around him and said: "Xiaochao, take them all up."

He then pointed at these disciples and said with a smile: "Look at my son's virtue, even the disciples he taught are cold, my old master really doesn't know what to say?" Let the brother see and laugh, hehehe".

Wan Lin and the three of them also laughed when they looked at the faces of Xie Zhangmen and the disciples, and the grandfather turned his head to look at everyone and said: "You can't blame them, your internal skills are too cold, so the cold poison on the people who practice this kung fu will accumulate more and more, and their temperament will change somewhat."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the old master and said, "However, you are always cheerful, and you don't look like a person who practices this kind of cold skill at all, but your skill is so profound, is it related to the fact that you have cultivated that Chiyang's true qi?" ”

The old master glanced at the newly acquainted brother beside him in surprise, nodded and said, "Speaking of which, this is also thanks to your predecessors of the Wan Clan." Back then, your ancestors once rescued one of the heads of our Lingxiu Sect, and he was also my ancestor. I wonder if you know about this? ”