"Whoever dares to bully my little brother, I want him to die!"

Wu Shixun's face was very cold, his arms were bruised, and his eyes were bloodthirsty looking at Song Zhilian.

However, such murderous words are destined to be heard by no one, because he was forbidden by Mao, let alone talking, and he couldn't even hum a fart.

However, anyone who was born as a beggar is the most able to check his face, and he can see it clearly, and he is still greatly moved. After all, it is not easy to have someone who is willing to stand up and carry a knife for himself.

Song Zhilian died down, but at this time, the head of the house stepped forward and said haha, "What are you doing here? ”

This seems to be the same treatment, and no one can say anything.

Song Zhilian snorted coldly, but he didn't dare to make another attempt, he didn't have a second weapon to defend himself.

Ren pulled Wu Shixun's sleeve, "That...... Master, it's okay, relax, relax!"

Wu Shixun has always been full of muscles, and he wants to hurt people at any time, and he can't ignore it.

At this moment, the sound of "bang ......" came from not far behind everyone.

There were old and young people, all of whom were acquaintances, it was Qian Yiwei, the eldest disciple of Song Zhilian, and the deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man.

Behind them, followed by Mao Xian, who was holding a rune weapon, and he didn't know what kind of secret weapon he was throwing at these two people, and the noise was quite loud.

The hunchbacked two fled in panic, and when they saw the father and son of the Song family, they were overjoyed.

"Great, my lord, I'm finally seeing you. Hurry up, there's a demon behind us who is chasing us. ”

The two of them rushed directly behind a few people, but they used a few people as a shield and faced Mao Xian. What's even more odious is that he actually beat a rake upside down and identified Mao as the devil.

The father and son of the Song family are not fools, what kind of person Mao seems to be, they understand it more clearly than everyone present.

Seeing the opportunity, the two hurriedly hid behind Xi Fangping on the side.

"Qian Yiwei, what's wrong with you?" Song Zhilian looked at his eldest disciple curiously.

Qian Yiwei tried to straighten his back, which was already very hunched, and raised his head and said, "This is not what you should know." ”

"I'm your master, you rebellious thing, you dare to talk to me like that. ”

Song Zhilian made a face and said unhappily.

He only felt that there was nowhere to put his face, this big disciple, when he saw him before, he didn't nod his head and hunched his waist, and his waist was hunched even more than now.

It's just that I haven't seen him for a few days, and I dare to talk to him, which is simply unreasonable.

"Heh, what a thing, dare to call yourself a master, you...... Unworthy!"

After speaking, Qian Yiwei snorted disdainfully.

His current strength is beyond the reach of the Song family's father and son, how can he still be willing to be subservient.

"You...... It's the other way around!" Song Zhilian was frustrated in Wu Shixun's hands, and he was already holding a bad breath in his heart, and his lungs were about to explode at this time.

"Dad, borrow your Langhuan for a while!" he forcibly picked up the sword in the master's hand and killed Qian Yiwei.

"Tut~~~"

Qian Yiwei shook his head disdainfully, his eyelids were impatiently raised, and seeing that Song Zhilian's sword was about to plunge into his chest, he suddenly raised his leg and stomped over.

With a "bang", Song Zhilian's figure showed a beautiful parabola, smashing at the ensuing hair.

"Poof~~~"

In mid-air, Song Zhilian clutched his stomach in pain, and blood gushed out from his mouth. It's just that it seems to be so relaxed, and the inner abdomen has been seriously injured.

Mao seemed to catch him, and then threw Song Zhilian to the stunned head of the house like garbage.

"Haha...... I have a lot of people here, and I have the ability, you can catch it again!"

After the deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man finished speaking, he grabbed Xi Mo, who was stunned on the side, as fast as lightning, and then slapped her fiercely on the back.

Xi Mo was like a kite with a broken string flying towards Mao, this palm was even more serious than Qian Yiwei's kick to Song Zhilian just now, her back had even been sunk in, and her whole face was like a blank paper, and she was like a dead person in an instant.

Anyone was shocked, "Stop!"

At this time, it was already late, and Xi Mo fell into Mao Xian's arms like a rag doll.

"Senior Sister ......"

"Mo'er ......"

Either rushed over.

Xi Fang also rushed over, but the difference was that he rushed towards the vicious deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man.

Unfortunately, even if he is a great elder and has first-class martial arts skills, in the eyes of the monks, he is nothing more than an ant. In an instant, he walked on Xi Mo's old path, his chest collapsed, and he flew out upside down.

This time, he almost smashed on the back of his head, but fortunately, Mao seemed to make a move, pulled him aside, caught Xi Fangping, and didn't let him hit Xi Mo on the ground.

"Adversary, Hugh hurts. ”

Mao seemed to have a big hand, and a volley swirled towards the wind knife, attacking the deaf and dumb hunchbacked old man.

"Ha......" He sneered disdainfully, but he didn't fight back, but pulled the apprentice over and ordered directly: "You, you give it to me!"

Qian Yiwei was caught off guard, and made a random move, he was already half a step late, and he was not prepared at this time, and his strength was a little lower, and he was instantly wrapped in the cyclone, rolling in mid-air.

After all, he is young, and he suffers from a lack of experience, and even if he has great strength, this on-the-spot reaction is a little worse. But in an instant, the clothes on the body were cut into rags by the wind knife, and the whole person was also bloody, and the blood that spurted out turned into blood mist, rendering the invisible wind into blood red, which was indescribably shocking.

This is a battle between monks, and it is not something that mortals can participate in. The father and son of the Song family originally wanted to slip away, but they could not escape the persecution of Qi Lang, and they were hit by this shock wave and flew out.

One hung on the branch and the other hit the trunk, fortunately, he was just frightened, and he was not injured as badly as the two grandsons of the Xi family.

Faced with Qian Yiwei's encounter, the hunchbacked old man did not plan to rescue him. The corners of his mouth tugged at the corners of his mouth wickedly, and while his hair seemed to be tripped up, he took a leap and disappeared into the dense jungle.

Mao seemed to be relatively easy to deal with Qian Yiwei, and naturally saw the hunchbacked old man's actions. He snorted coldly, not intending to chase it.

In this continent, whether there is a beast tide or not, whether people are dead or alive, it doesn't matter to him. If he hadn't been curious just now, ran to check the situation, and was attacked by these two people, he wouldn't have been nosy at all.

When the cyclone disappeared, Qian Yiwei fell into the dust from mid-air in a bloody mess, motionless, no one knew whether he was dead or alive, and no one cared.

What he was more concerned about now was that after Xi Mo ate the holy medicine he fed, the physical injuries healed very slowly, and its effect was not as effective as the first time.

Even Xi Fangping is the same.

When he was at a loss, Lan Ling's somewhat weak voice came from his ears, "This medicine can only be used three times by a person, and each time it is less effective than the last." ”

"Ah, is this drug resistant? So what now?"

Either kept muttering in his head.

Lan Ling's voice magically came over again, "The current effect of this medicine is only halved, and the recovery is not as fast as the first time, but it is good to take it a few more times." ”

Surprised, Ren asked in his mind, "Lingling, can you know what I'm thinking?"

"Of course I know, as a machine spirit, I can naturally sense the mind of my master. ”

"Ahh ”

At any moment, I feel like I'm being picked clean, and all my thoughts are under the noses of others, which is really ......

Will he have any secrets to speak of in the future?

Lan Ling sighed, "You think too much, unless you are talking about me in your mind and have something to say to me, otherwise, I am not qualified to know your various thoughts." ”

If you really want to know so much, you can't be tired to death. A person's mind is very mixed and chaotic, if she is receiving it all the time, she is afraid that she will be overwhelmed and become a cerebral palsy.

Ren breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know why Lan Ling was a machine spirit, what a machine spirit was, and why he became the master, he couldn't understand this series of questions, and now he only cared about the injuries of the Xi family's grandfather and grandson.

"Lingling, there is a limit to this wound medicine, do you have any other wound medicine there?" asked any cheekily.

At this moment, he could only look up at Lan Ling. He really couldn't leave Xi Mo alone.

I don't know what kind of evil this girl has committed, every time she meets anyone, something bad will happen, and it will be more serious every time.

On the other hand, although any of them are also a little unsmooth, compared to the unlucky deeds in the past, he is now very peaceful, but he is very uneasy.

He suddenly had a very strange idea, could it be that Xi Mo blocked those disasters for him?

Therefore, this is the revelation given to him by fate, he can't lose this person, otherwise, he will regret it.

If any one of them is a greedy and selfish villain, he should feel glad that his black cauldron can finally be thrown to another person to carry.

However, seeing Xi Mo's beautiful face, which had lost its former vitality and had no blood at all, such thoughts had to be dispelled.

No matter what, he is also a man, he can still bear it, he is his own pot, and he will never shirk it to others.

So many thoughts flashed through this moment, and Lan Ling said with a headache: "Okay, stop chattering, I want to rest, I'm really tired!"

There was a hint of weariness in her voice, which was distressing. Ren felt a pain in his heart, and hurriedly urged: "Lingling, go and rest! ”

"Got it! But, you uncle...... It seems that something is not quite right, you have a lot of eyes on weekdays, if there is something wrong, call me quickly, I will arrive in time. ”

Ren sighed in his heart, "Lingling, what's wrong with my uncle, what do I need to guard against?"

"Specific...... I don't know. All in all, it's just not quite right. When you see him doing something unusual, remember to talk to him more. ”

"I found that your voice has an indescribable power, which can make him soften in the world, and I can't say anything specific, you can do it yourself, I will retreat. ”

Lan Ling's words made Ren think a little funny in his mind, "Ling Ling is really worried, what power can my voice have? At most, it is the care for the elders, which can make him feel a thing or two, and he is willing to listen to it." ”

Lan Ling, who had already hidden his figure, couldn't help but roll his eyes. Although she just said it in passing, it doesn't mean that she is whimsical and talking nonsense.

He didn't know that the moment Xi Mo was injured just now, his emotions were a little excited, but the shining starlight in his body was circulating rapidly, but in a moment, there was a tendency to condense into liquid.

The pain came again, and he thrashed his body a little uncomfortably.

"Are you crazy, why are you beating yourself if you have nothing to do?" Mao frowned, and continued unhappily, "These two people won't get better for a while, do you care or not?"

Ren endured it and said viciously: "Manage, must manage!"

For the sake of Xi Fangping standing up to help him speak just now, he couldn't just leave these two people here.

In case there is any Warcraft, it will definitely be a free meal. As for the father and son of the Song family, I'm sorry, I didn't bother to look at it, and I turned a blind eye to their wailing and cries for help.

He originally wanted to carry Xi Fangping, but unexpectedly, Mao seemed to throw Xi Mo directly like his back, "Nuo, you have caused trouble yourself, enjoy it yourself!"

He didn't say a word to himself, like carrying a sandbag, he easily carried Xi Fangping on his shoulders and strode away.

Ren was uncomfortable at this time, and he didn't bother to explain anything to Mao, so he followed silently.

Along the way, Mao seemed to sweep the road with his spiritual sense, and walked to any place where there were no magical beasts. Ordinary monks would not dare to do this, because the spiritual sense is released, and the consumption of spiritual energy is too fast, even if it is a powerful person of the spirit level, he will not be able to bear it for a quarter of an hour at most.

Mao seemed to have no taboos at this time, because he went to any of the elixir suppliers, as if as long as he wanted it, any of them could be provided wirelessly.

"Boy, tell me honestly, how many treasures did you pick up in that god king's ruins?"

Ren He smiled, "Uncle, there are really not many, those bottles of pills in your old hand are my last inventory, and there are no more." ”

Anyway, he is an ordinary person, this kind of elixir is useless to him at all, he asked Lan Ling to pick a few suitable Mao to use, otherwise, Mao at this time will not use spiritual power so freely, there are no taboos.

Mao grinned, "Hehe, silly boy, uncle, I'm happy for you." Now that you've taken that spark, what's wrong with your body?"

"No, I didn't feel anything, like I'd never eaten before. ”

"So, wait to settle down, I'll take a spirit power ball for you to test, and I'll know if it's useful or not. ”

While the two were hurrying, they chatted, and Xi Fangping, who was being carried, heard the word spark, and somehow, he woke up leisurely.

"Wow! It turned out that you two were the first to get there!"