"The old man is here, if the master doesn't come forward again, don't blame the villain for smashing the flowers and plants you have here!" Lao Dao roared out with a voice, showing the demeanor of a villain, and almost didn't collapse the roof, the scholar just woke up slowly, and was directly stunned by this voice.

And Xiao Lang was protected by the old way, and he could only detect that the voice of this voice was indeed loud, but he didn't feel anything else.

"Who's wild dog barking here, be careful that I peel it and cramp!"

Immediately, a gust of yin wind swept by, and a female voice also entered the ears of several people with the yin wind.

The voice is hoarse, the tone is not good, there is no gentleness that a female voice should have, like a shrew, scolding the street like a roar, based on this voice alone, it is speculated that the person who speaks, at least sixty is above, or the kind of old shrew whose career is not smooth, who has lost all her family wealth, who is not in harmony with her husband and wife, who is not filial to her children and grandchildren, who turns against her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, has irregular menstruation, and has abnormal vaginal discharge.

"Pretend to be a ghost, come down!" Lao Dao snorted coldly, took out a gossip mirror with his backhand, the golden light flashed, and only heard the sound of "ahh

"Uncle spares his life, uncle spares his life." The humanoid creature struggled to its feet, transformed into a wild dog, its face frightened, and instead of resisting in vain, it knelt down like a human and pleaded.

Xiao Lang was stunned and speechless, this wild dog spirit just now had such a big tone just now, that people thought it was the final boss when they heard it, but they didn't expect it to be a beam-jumping clown who couldn't even catch the old way's half-tricks.

Lao Dao didn't say much, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the wild dog spirit disappeared, and eighty percent of it was taken away by Lao Dao.

said that a dog spirit used "dog" to scold people, which made Xiao Lang feel quite a sense of joy of "little beast, who are you scolding-I scold you".

"This is really a sack for a cloth bag, one generation is not as good as the next, I think that a little demon in Lanruo Temple back then could make me suffer, but now, hahaha!" Lao Dao is extremely ridiculous, and his mouth is full of cannons, but it makes Xiao Lang see a different old way again.

"At that time, the donor didn't have so many Dao Methods, and he didn't have so many magic weapons." The monk who came out later on the side revealed that he was really a good hand, and he was glared at by the old Tao, and he recited Amitabha Buddha a few times before retreating.

"The bull's nose is rampant, look at the move!" With a coquettish voice, Xiao Lang heard it quite clearly, the eight achievements of the people who came were Xiao Wan who captured them, of course, the actual role was to lure the wolf into the room.

A blood-red silk stabbed at Lao Dao like a flying sword.

"Noise!"

Looking at the posture, Lao Dao was originally going to deal with her like dealing with that old shrew, how simple and rude it was, but as soon as he raised his hand, he realized that it was Xiao Wan - he was not like Xiao Lang, he didn't hear it from the voice for a while - he immediately changed hands, and the strength of the force was immediately reduced, even so, Xiao Wan seemed to be injured a lot, and with a muffled snort, the blood-red silk also fell to the ground immediately.

But in this way, the demons who were shocked by the old way's move to subdue the wild dog spirit just now also came to their senses and rushed to the old way one after another.

"Qiankun Wuji, ten thousand laws and empty phases, extreme swords, rise!"

Lao Dao's body was shrouded in a faint white light, in the white light, there were occasionally a few faint sword shadows, when the old Dao "up" word exit, those sword shadows suddenly turned into substance, with Lao Dao as the center, and shot out all around.

Regardless of the lethality first, but look at this appearance, it is really good, if this trick is used, it is a jade-faced Langjun, it is impossible to say that he can kill thousands of girls in seconds, but it is a pity that it is the old way, no matter how bright and honest the trick, after his hands, it seems to have changed the taste.

However, the power is not fake at all, although due to the small number of sword shadows, the striking surface is not large, but all the monsters that are hit by the sword shadows, even if they just rub some fur, they all vomit blood and retreat, and they have no power to fight again.

The power of one move was as fierce as this, and at the same time, Lao Dao took out a four-foot-long golden sword out of nowhere, danced two sword flowers as if at random, and cut down five or six monsters that attacked from the gap in the sword shadow.

Now those demons and monsters have recognized the reality, and this reality is that they are not even qualified to become cannon fodder.

Originally, they didn't attack Lao Dao on anyone's orders, it was just out of instinct, but now that they found that they were not facing a fish that could be slaughtered, these monsters whose IQ was not too low naturally retreated, after all, it was not easy to cultivate the Dao for hundreds of years.

A few monsters whose instinct is greater than their IQ still rushed forward "tenaciously", and Lao Dao didn't even bother to swing his sword this time, and with a flick of his long sleeves, he took away his brothers.

"If the master doesn't come forward, isn't he afraid that the villain will stew these guard dogs of yours!" Lao Dao looked at the spirits in the three layers and the outer three layers around him, as if he was going to kill himself with his eyes, smiled, took out the wine jug from his arms, drank it bitterly, and then said mockingly.

In the face of these goods like local chickens and dogs, Lao Dao didn't care.

"Hehehehe......" A burst of laughter like a silver bell sounded, accompanied by a burst of fragrant wind, the old Taoist was shocked when he heard it, and immediately used his luck to open a wave of qi, sweeping this fragrant wind away from everyone.

Xiao Lang just took a breath, then he felt dizzy, raised his eyes and swept to the status bar, and found the words [mild sleepiness]. Fortunately, there is an old way, otherwise, Xiao Lang is afraid that he will not even have the opportunity to become a spectator.

However, it is also because this old demon did not do his best, otherwise, with Xiao Lang's current physique, he would directly become [sleepy] if he took a sip.

【Trial Mission】Centennial Horror - The Old Man (Completed), Get the Quest Reward: XP 10. Current experience is 50/55

The reminder on the task bar made Xiao Lang understand that what came this time was the old man in Lao Daokou, which was equivalent to the final boss of this trial task.

Although, it is very obvious that Xiao Lang's role now is no different from that of passerby A bandit B and hooligan C, and it can be said that there is no participation at all, but sometimes, Xiao Lang is still very satisfied as a bystander, or a witness.

The above is a literary statement, the common saying is that strong onlookers are the favorite of every passerby, and it would be more perfect if you sent some melon seeds and fruits and a small bench.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and your deeds and temper have increased." The crisp, but with a certain numb feeling, reached everyone's ears.

What a fierce weapon!

Oh, no, it's such a big murder weapon!

This was Xiao Lang's first feeling.

Sins and sins, although Xiao Lang is not the kind of man who is vulgar, but after all, he is a man, and in the face of such a demon, it is difficult not to see the murder weapons at first sight.

The person who came couldn't see his face clearly, and his whole body was wrapped in a black robe, but it was not completely wrapped, and the places that should be wrapped were very open, and the places that should be exposed were very thorough.

The old goblin just stood in mid-air, the arm placed on his chest obscuring half of the full and towering murder weapon, but the exposed half was even more thrilling with the ups and downs of her breathing, and it was hard to believe that she didn't do it on purpose.

There were a total of four men present, although Xiao Lang was "shocked" at first, but at that moment, after all, as a bounty hunter, he knew how to adjust his mood, especially speaking of which, this old goblin was still a little different from the cows that Xiao Lang had seen in Europa.

The scholar is still in a coma, so naturally he can't talk about any reaction.

As for the monk, his reaction was as indifferent as he should be, as if he was looking at a piece of rotten wood, at most a piece of rotten wood with two tumors.

And Lao Dao, his expression did not change much, he just smiled and said to her: "I thought I hadn't seen you for a few years, but your forbearance has grown again!" ”

"Why should I hold back?" The old goblin seemed to have heard a very funny joke, "If I endure it any longer, my sister's revenge, do you expect you two shrunken turtles to take revenge?" ”

Lao Dao rarely didn't refute, as if he hadn't heard her scold who was a turtle, and said to himself: "I'm not here to quarrel with you, I'm just here to ask for someone." ”

"Who do you want?" The old goblin knows the advisor.

"He," Lao Dao pointed at the monk, "I have told you many times, leaving him here will only do you harm, not good." ”

"Hehe, you are a Taoist priest, when will you care about a demon?" The old goblin chuckled, although she couldn't see her face clearly, but this posture and form all revealed the word "demon", of course, if it wasn't for a black robe, I was afraid that it would bring disaster to the country and the people.

Replaced by a small character who has not been deeply involved in the world, in the face of the old goblin, I am afraid that I will immediately let go of the mind of eliminating demons in my heart and bow to this pomegranate skirt.

As for Lao Dao, the old fritters, and it is not the first time that he and the old goblin have met, so naturally there will be no gaffe, but compared to the mouth cannon just now, the current Lao Dao can be said to be much quieter: "I don't care about you, and I don't bother to care about you, I'm just here to take him away." ”

Lao Dao pointed to the monk.

"It's funny, I've never forced him to stay, he can leave whenever he wants."

As soon as he said this, he held back a lot of words prepared by Lao Dao, he didn't expect that she would become so easy to talk about this time, but she used to rely on her fists every time.

However, since the old goblin had said it to this point, Lao Dao naturally felt relieved, and directly arched his hand to her, preparing to leave this ghost place with a few other people.

"Then ......" Lao Dao originally wanted to say something more, but it seemed that he finally gave up and said directly: "Goodbye, however, I hope we don't meet again." ”

After speaking, Lao Dao was just about to say something to Xiao Lang, when he heard the old goblin say again: "Slow! ”

"What's the matter!" Lao Dao sighed, turned around, and knew that things were not so simple.

"He is a guest I invited, and it is natural for him to come and go, but you, and the two guys around you, what do you think of my Lanruo Temple? Come as you want, go as you want! ”

With the words of the old goblin, the goblins who had just retreated surrounded again, and a few high-level goblins flew directly in the air and sacrificed magic weapons.

It really made the old Dao Xiao Lang and them can't escape!

;