Sun Ce's body began to tremble violently, and the muscles on his face twisted and undulated, rolling up and down. A pair of gray eyes swirled around, reflecting endless panic and fear.

"No...... No...... This is impossible" Sun Ce muttered incoherently: "If there is a guy with the strength of the ancestor in the world today who goes against the Di family, how can the master not know it...... No...... Whether it's true or not, I ...... I can't die yet, I'm ......"

Di Wu's beautiful eyes narrowed into two willow leaves, and the corners of his mouth stared at Sun Ce with a slight upward movement, as if he was very satisfied with Sun Ce's performance: "Sure enough, a dog is a dog."

The wild laughter gradually began to fade. Then, a "da-da-da" pestle sound slowly came from a slope not far away.

The rhythm of ......the pestle is very familiar, and it seems to be gently tapping the ground with a stick like bamboo, and the sound is not loud. But for Sun Ce, it was like a hammer, hitting his heart, and every impact would take away a trace of fighting spirit and energy from him.

Listening to the familiar percussion sound, my eyes began to glow, and a sense of exhilaration, which quickly poured out of my heart, instantly filled my limbs and bones, bringing unparalleled excitement and hope.

"It's the old man, this voice, yes, it must be the old man......" I stared at the slope with all my might, my eyes split, and I unconsciously muttered to myself.

Di Wu looked at me with the corner of her eye suspiciously, as if she didn't understand why I knew someone with such great strength.

As the sound of the pestle got closer and closer, an old and downcast, ragged figure slowly walked up from the bottom of the slope under the reflection of the moonlight. Messy gray hair, tattered coats, and a twisted bamboo cane that can't see the color or smell clearly, but when you think about it, it makes you feel a rancid smell of nausea. It's not King Yan, who else can it be!

"Old man!"

"Is that you?"

"Old liar?"

I, Di Wu and Sun Ce shouted out in unison. The difference is that my voice is full of surprise, while Di Wu and Sun Ce's voices are shocked and puzzled.

"Hello, it's quite lively." The old man walked slowly towards us, one hand still clasping his boogers.

Suddenly, a vicious gaze flashed from Sun Ce's eyes, and the crimson ghost aura covered Sun Ce's whole body in an instant. Like a bolt of lightning, Sun Ce quickly moved behind me, his hard, cold metal arm clamping hard around my throat and pushing me against him.

"Old liar, I really can't imagine that I actually looked away from you." Sun Ce gasped and said fiercely: "I really can't imagine that a waste-like old man, a beggar like a dog, can trap me one day."

"Sun Ce, it's also a dog, you don't need to be sarcastic about an old man like this." Di Wu interjected coldly.

"......" Sun Ce's face instantly became extremely distorted, his mouth opened and opened, and he "sighed" hatefully.

"Hey, sure enough, this person can sit in a high position, and he has his own set." King Yan glanced at Di Wu approvingly and said, "What is this called Sun Ce, you see that your master can talk a lot, so you should learn more...... Well? ”

A few thick black lines slowly slid down my forehead - shame on Nyima, old man.

"Hey, you're the dog." Fortunately, King Yan's reaction was not too slow, and he pointed at Di Wu and danced: "How can Xiao Nizi speak?"

"Hey, old man! Look here! Sun Ce said viciously: "Although I can't see what kind of strength you have, you will never reach ...... It will never be a peerless master. I don't care how you entered the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Great Array today, but everything you did today is over here! ”

"Now, cut off your right hand and get out! I'll just let this waste go! Otherwise, today, you will collect his body! ”

After Sun Ce finished speaking, the metal arm began to exert force, and I only felt a suffocation, and colorful clouds floated in front of my eyes.

Nima, this Sun Ce wants to play really, old man, save me!

Anxious, I glanced at Di Wu and found that Di Wu didn't even look at me, still looking at King Yan with an indifferent face.

"Huh? The old man's apprentice, can you kill a bastard like you if you want to? King Yan put away his hanging look and said.

"Don't worry, stinky boy." King Yan gave me a reassuring look, "Today, the old man won't let you lose a single hair!" ”

Big tears flowed from my eyes.

"Good disciple Sun, you don't have to be moved. Old man, I missed too many things in the early years, and I have already made a vow that I will never allow anyone around me to be hurt again! "King Yan is domineering and leaking.

"Save ...... Help me! I spat out a few words intermittently: "I'm being ...... Pinched ...... No...... Be...... Touched ......"

"Uh......" An embarrassed look appeared on King Yan's face.

Then, a luster that was colder than the moonlight flashed, and then, I saw the afterimages, and before I could react, I had already fallen into the hands of King Yan. At the same time, a pillar reflecting the moonlight slammed into the ground, splattering huge clouds of dust.

I took a few breaths of precious air, and after recovering my senses, I realized that Sun Ce was kneeling on the ground with an incredible expression, his eyes glazed over. In front of him, a metallic arm stretched horizontally.

Just for a moment! This Yan Wang is so strong! No wonder Fang Cai Di Wu said that Sun Ce might die here!

"What's going on, little Nizi, are you still going to resist?" King Yan looked at Di Wu triumphantly: "For the sake of your face as my apprentice's grandgirlfriend, I can't bear to hurt you, otherwise, my stupid apprentice will ...... I rub! ”

Before Yan Wang could finish speaking, he suddenly slapped me out with a palm, and he flew backwards at great speed like a cannonball fired in reverse, splashing several bloody rays on his chest.

King Yan flew back for at least a hundred meters, until he crashed into a dirt bag, and then he could not stop.

"Master!" I cried out anxiously, using the last of my strength, stimulating the only remaining trace of ghost energy, and quickly ran towards King Yan.

In the dirt bag, King Yan was extremely embarrassed, and the wound on his chest was still dripping blood.

"Master, are you alright?" I asked.

"I didn't ...... It's okay! King Yan waved his hand awkwardly and motioned for me to pull him out.

"This little girl, such a strong strength!" King Yan was not angry, but said approvingly: "I really like it more and more!"

Recalling King Yan's attitude towards Xiao Feng and Di Wu, I became more and more suspicious that this old man seemed to have a bit of a masochistic tendency.

"You...... It should be fine, right? I asked, slightly worried.

"No problem!" King Yan swore and said: "With your master's hand, I can't even take a little girl, my tomb is a door, isn't the identity of the door owner very cheap?"

Nima ......

helped King Yan tidy up his clothes, and King Yan blew me a few more by the way, satisfying his desire to pretend to be 13, and we were ready to go back to clean up Di Wu.

It's just that as soon as I turned around, I was instantly shocked by the scene behind me!

The originally empty land was densely interwoven with countless golden threads! The silk thread is extremely huge and lengthy, overwhelming, running thousands of meters, entangled up and down, horizontal and vertical, forming a huge silk thread blade array!

The gap between the silk threads is extremely tight, and under the background of the moonlight, it shimmers with a breathtaking sheen - chasing souls and killing people, cold and ruthless.

At the top of the silk thread array, a graceful figure stood up, with both legs high and low, and kept bending on a sloping silk thread; The loose hair is of moderate length, floating gently on the shoulders, with a solemn and feminine contradictory beauty, moving with the wind.

That graceful figure is Di Wu.

It's just that at this time, Di Wu's body seems to have changed - the original black tight-fitting leather coat is gone, replaced by a silver armor that flashes with cold light, and even the feet that are stepping on the silk thread have changed into a pair of silver shining metal boots.

Behind Di Wu, a bright full moon is particularly huge, setting off Di Wu as bewitching and ghostly.

Di Wu put one hand on his waist, and the other hand on his drooping face. At this moment, as if sensing my gaze, Di Wu slowly removed his hand from his cheek, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations on his cold face.

And I was completely shocked by Di Wu's face! This face has completely broken my cognition!