"Huh?!"

The big man in the pants was just about to make a move, the mysterious man snorted in displeasure, waved the long sword in his hand, and aimed the tip of the sword at the big man in the pants, looking ready to do it at any time.

Seemingly very afraid of the long sword in the mysterious man's hand, the big man in the pants glared at the mysterious man fiercely, not daring to take a step forward.

"To give or not to give?" the black-clothed mysterious man looked very impatient, his right hand shook slightly, and the long sword in his hand let out a long roar.

"Give!"

The big man in the pants struggled for a moment, nodded emphatically, and said fiercely.

Then, in the disdainful gaze of the pasture road, the big man in the pants suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled it into his stomach.

With a pop, the belly of the big man in the pants burst open.

Under the shocked gaze of Mu Jinglu and the sound of Ji Demon vomiting, the big man in the pants took out a wooden stick about half a foot long from his stomach.

The sticks are irregular, with twists and turns. The appearance is not too good, but the faint green light on the wooden stick makes Mu Jinglu feel that this wooden stick is not simple.

It is also strange to say that the whole process of the big man in the pants taking out the wooden stick did not have a trace of blood. The only thing that made Mu Jinglu disgusting was that he saw the wriggling stomach in the stomach of the big man in his pants and milky white dirty fluid sticking to the wooden stick.

After the big man in the pants took out the wooden stick, he threw it at the mysterious man in black. When the wooden stick was about to hit the black-clothed mysterious man, the mysterious man gently waved the long sword in his hand, and flew the wooden stick out with great disgust, flying in the direction of the pastoral path.

The sticks flew very fast, and a dangling spirit came to the front of the pasture road.

Mujing Lu was already stunned by the behavior of the big man in his pants. When the wooden stick flew in front of Mu Jing Lu, Mu Jing Lu subconsciously raised his left hand and took the wooden stick steadily.

The wooden stick stopped, but the dirty liquid on the wooden stick broke away from the wooden stick by inertia and sprinkled on the face and body of the pasture road and Ji Demon.

Mujing Lu was confused, Ji Demon was confused, and the mysterious man in black was also confused. Even the big man in the pants had an expression of disbelief and his eyes widened.

"Ahh

After yelling, Ji Demon took out a large bag of water from the storage ring, then stuck out his head and poured it on his face with a thud.

After the water flushed, Ji Demon did not stop. Ji Demon took out countless bottles and cans from the storage ring and kept wiping them on his face.

"Ahem, little girl. The big man in the pants coughed dryly, and said embarrassedly: "That's fake, the old man is disgusted with this black lump, but I didn't expect it..."

"You Dryad..."The black-clothed mysterious man was so angry by Saint Muman's words to the Dryad that he shook the long sword in his hand and was about to strike again.

"Wait!You're a blue-tier monk, you have to keep your word!" The dryad, who had turned into a big man in pants, hurriedly stretched out his hands and looked very serious to stop the mysterious man in black.

Ji Demon also reacted, raised his head and looked at the big man in his pants with eyes that were not too convinced.

Mu Jinglu reached out to wipe the 'dirty liquid' from his face, and tentatively stretched out his nose and sniffed it.

"It smells good. Mu Jinglu looked at the 'dirty liquid' on his fingers in surprise, and he was actually angry in his heart and wanted to taste it.

Mu Jinglu didn't understand why this mysterious man in black wanted to ask for benefits for himself, and he looked up in doubt.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask the mysterious man in black, another voice came from the periphery, which made Mu Jinglu's whole face darken.

"Huh, when did the cave become so lively?"

After the voice of the greasy middle-aged uncle, a familiar figure appeared in front of the pastoral path. Especially the flat gold in this person's left hand made the corners of Mu Jinglu's mouth twitch.

'Pinch your fingers for a thousand years, change your gold, and turn around. ’

The Taoist dressed as a fortune teller suddenly appeared, making the mysterious man in black and the big man in pants look at the person in front of him with a little vigilance.

"Ah, it turns out that the little brother is shepherd. The fortune teller saw that there was an acquaintance, and ran excitedly towards the pasture path.

The mysterious man in black seemed to be about to stop the fortune teller, but when he saw that this person seemed to know Mu Jinglu, he stopped his movements and remained motionless.

"Stop!"

The shepherd road lifted its foot and blocked the fortune teller.

"Little brother, this is the outside. The fortune teller said with a look of grievance: "It is fate to be able to meet acquaintances among the Jedi." ”

"I'm ape dung, you're a ghost!" Mu Jinglu scolded in a low voice, and kicked the fortune teller away with a hard strain.

The fortune teller patted the dust on his body, stood up straight, and sighed with a dignified appearance: "Hey... The world is bleak..."

Mu Jinglu was blackened by the fortune teller, and the black-clothed mysterious man couldn't see his face, but his left hand trembled slightly, showing the impulse of the black-clothed mysterious man to kill the fortune teller.

As for the big man in the pants, he looked at the fortune teller in front of him curiously.

Mu Jinglu ignored the fortune teller, bowed his hand to the mysterious man in black, and then presented the turquoise wooden stick to the man in black and said respectfully: "No merit will be punished, this... This green stick was asked by the seniors, and the seniors were asked to keep it themselves. ”

"This treasure is called the Mandui Holy Wood, but it is the treasure of the Five Elements Wood unique to my Sacred Wood Mandui clan, and it is not a green stick. The mysterious man in black didn't answer, and the big man in the pants next to him was unhappy.

Mu Jinglu glanced at the big man in his pants, and had some doubts in his heart.

Just now, this Saint Muman's move was fatal, and he looked like he was going to break the two of them into pieces, but at this time, on the big man in his pants, Mujing Lu didn't feel a trace of killing intent, and even felt a little kind.

Mu Jinglu, after thinking about it, also arched his hand at the big man in the pants of the Holy Wood Mandui, and said respectfully: "Mandui seniors, the juniors have not received any injuries, such a treasure, please take it back from the seniors." ”

Regarding the name of the pastoral path, Shengmu Mandui didn't seem to be happy, and said with a dark face: "The old man is called Shengmu Kuaidui, not Mandui." St. Mumandui is the name of the old man's race. ”

Fast exchange, slow exchange, I'll go to you to redeem it, this son is still a Xuanwei VIP, fast and slow exchange.

Also, can your uncle find the key point to reply? I'm calling you to take back the treasure, okay?

Mu Jinglu thought with a dark face, and hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, senior, you can take back the Mandui Holy Tree." ”

"No!" The black-clothed mysterious man lowered his head and interrupted the path: "Humans and demon beasts have an agreement that they cannot attack each other for ten years before the Demon War. ”

"Besides, this dryad is still a blue-level powerhouse, and actually attacking a red-level junior is completely disgraced to our blue-order monks. ”

"But..."

"No, but. The mysterious man in black interrupted the pastoral path and said in a deep voice: "You have to take it today, and you have to take it if you don't take it." ”

Uh! Pastoral Road was confused.

I said, senior, we don't seem to know each other, do you?

The Ji demon on the side stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of the pasture road, which seemed to imply that the pasture road would accept the saint Muman.

"Little Brother Shepherd, you better take it. This thing is very useful for the spiritual power in your body. The treasure of the five elements, that's something you can't find. ”

The fortune teller, who had nothing to do with this matter, spoke, and said with a look of deplorable look: "That sunspot is a great power in the late stage of the Blue Order, and it is not inferior to your treasure." As for that dryad, hehe..."

The fortune teller laughed, making the big man in his pants break out in a cold sweat.

Damn, is this human fortune-telling Taoist more powerful than him? The man in the pants glanced at the fortune teller, and then glanced at the mysterious man in black not far from him, and rubbed the footboards of his feet with some apprehension, looking like he was about to slip away.

Mu Jinglu looked at the fortune teller, then at the black-clothed mysterious man and the big man in pants, and put away the mandui holy wood with all his heart.

The big man in the pants transformed by the dryad made the pastoral path more and more strange in his heart. There was even an illusion on the pastoral path, as if the appearance of the dryad and the black-clothed mysterious man was to send him this treasure of the Five Elements Wood, the Mandui Sacred Tree.

Originally, I wanted to thank the fortune teller, but the fortune teller's next words made Mu Jinglu eager to eat the fortune teller raw.

"Falling flowers and flowing water, clouds and light winds, there is no red dust, but I meet the person in the painting. Bitter, bitter!" The fortune teller opened his mouth and said a five-word quatrain, and then looked at Mu Jinglu with a pitiful expression and continued: "But fortunately, compared to the previous woman, the result is much better. ”

Huh?!Pastoral Road was stunned. The demon on the side was even more stunned.

"Pastoral Road !!" After being slightly stunned, a sharp roar of Ji Demon came from the ear of Mujing Road.

"Uh, goblins, wait!" Mu Jinglu quickly turned around: "Misunderstanding, absolute misunderstanding. ”

Before Mu Jinglu could explain, Ji Demon's eyes suddenly left tears, and he looked at Mu Jinglu with a disappointed face: "It turns out that you are really a disciple!"

"I hate you!" the demon yelled at the path, then took out her veil to cover her pretty face, suddenly turned around, rushed out of the prohibition created by the dryad, and disappeared into the cave in the blink of an eye.

"I—" Pastoral Road was completely stunned, his face dazed.

The trail chased forward a few steps before coming to an abrupt stop.

That's it, it is true that the fortune teller said, there is no red dust, but he met the person in the painting. When the demon and I met, it was originally a mirror, and I didn't know that one day, I would disappear on the Xuanwei Continent.

Regardless of life or death, he always wants to leave this world, rather than not being able to give the demon a certain future, it is better to stop here, so as not to let the demon hurt deeper.

Mu Jinglu thought so, and his heart was full of bitterness.

"Little brother Shepherd, chase after it. The fortune teller said anxiously: "This beauty and you have a good ending, don't give up." ”

Mu Jinglu glared at the fortune teller fiercely, causing the fortune teller to take two steps back and rub his nose in embarrassment.

The appearance of the fortune teller, although Ji Demon misunderstood, but the fortune teller also indirectly helped himself. Mu Jinglu retracted his vicious gaze and smiled slightly bitterly: "Forget it, didn't the predecessors say that there was no red dust, but they met the person in the painting?"

It seems that this is the truth. The fortune teller was stunned for a moment, and then embarrassed.

I met the pastoral trail twice, and the results I calculated were not very good. It's not good, it's someone else's life after all, but why do you want to say it so cheaply?

The fortune teller shook his head helplessly, and continued secretly: But there is no way, I just can't control it, I remember how much, I want to pinch my fingers when I see people, especially those who can't see through it at a glance.

Hey, this guy is interesting, too.

Thinking about it, the fortune teller's eyes were on the black-clothed mysterious man again.

"I'm going to say you're a friend, there's something strange about your life. The fortune teller didn't ask for the opinion of the mysterious man in black at all, and pinched his fingers a few times before he spoke to himself.

"I should have died a long time ago, but I survived by chance. Tut-tut, what a hard life!"

The big man in the pasture path and pants stared at the fortune teller with wide eyes, completely stunned.

Mu Jinglu was stunned because he felt that the fortune teller was too unqualified, and he began to tell fortunes to others without asking for their consent. What's the difference with this voyeur?

And the big man in the pants was stunned because he was afraid.

Is this fortune teller crazy? How dare you tell his fate?

Uncle, you just have to count yourself quietly, if you talk nonsense now, we will all die here today. Stop it!!!

The big man in the pants roared frantically in his heart, his eyes were frightened, and his face turned pale.

"Hey, there are actually two women in my heart? ”

"Yo ho, the identity is amazing. Don't dare to say it, don't dare to say it. ”

The fortune teller said to himself, not realizing that the black-clothed mysterious man was almost on the verge of anger at this time.

"Hey, there's a son you don't recognize? ”

"Shut up!"

The mysterious man in black burst into a shout, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out.

The ink-black long sword burst out with a thunderous power and stabbed towards the eyebrows of the fortune teller, as if it was about to settle the life of the fortune teller with a sword.

The fortune teller didn't seem to notice that the mysterious man in black was rushing towards him, and continued to pinch his fingers.

Just when the long sword of the mysterious man in black was about to stab the fortune teller, the fortune teller suddenly raised his head, looked at the mysterious man in black in surprise, and exclaimed, "Hmm?

didn't wait for the fortune teller to exclaim, and didn't wait for the mysterious man in black to stab the fortune teller in the eyebrows.

There was a sudden loud bang in the sky, and a huge purple thunderbolt slashed down. With a snap, the fortune teller and the mysterious man in black were struck by lightning at the same time.

After the thunder and lightning, one man in black turned into two black men, and black smoke kept emitting all over his body, and only four eyes as big as copper bells leaked.

The man in black who rushed to kill seemed to be very afraid of being seen his appearance, and after the thunder and lightning, without waiting for everyone to react, his left hand, which was not holding a sword, waved lightly, and a hooded black coat appeared to cover himself, and then quickly moved away from the fortune teller.

And the fortune teller was left in place.

Uncle, it's thunder and lightning again! Why every time you meet a shepherd boy, you have to be struck by thunder and lightning?

The fortune teller thought with some palpitations, and with a wave of his left hand, it suddenly rained above the fortune teller's head, rushing towards the fortune teller.

When the dirt and darkness of his whole body were about to be washed away, he waved his right hand again, took out a piece of clothing, and put it on himself.

What made Mu Jinglu want to complain again was that on the head of the fortune teller, a piece of hairstyle appeared again. The fortune teller didn't feel the slightest embarrassment, and even wiped the bun on the top of his head thinking handsome.

After tidying up the clothes, the fortune teller waved his hands again, and the dust and the daughter appeared in the hands of the fortune teller, and they returned to a sanctimonious appearance. Of course, the Taoist sanctimonious is under the premise of ignoring the-shaped bun on the top of the fortune teller's head.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm reckless. The fortune teller arched his hand at the black-clothed mysterious man, and said apologetically: "I am curious in the next moment, and I hope that Taoist friends will not be too serious." ”

The mysterious man in black didn't want to accept the fortune teller's apology, so he put away his long sword and shouted in a deep voice: "You can get out!"

The anger in the tone of the mysterious man in black could be clearly felt even by the pasture path. However, the fortune teller did not get angry, but arched his hand a little flatteringly.

"Yes, yes, get out of the way. The fortune teller said shamelessly, then turned to look at Mu Jinglu, turned into an upright appearance and said: "Don't worry, little brother Mu, that girl just now, Ben Dao will help you watch." ”

"Before leaving the cave, this way will never put that girl's life in danger. ”

The fortune teller said and patted his chest fiercely.

Mu Jinglu glanced at the mysterious man in black, then clenched his fists at the fortune teller, and said gratefully: "The juniors have thanked the seniors first. ”

"Hey, hey... It doesn't matter. The fortune teller smiled strangely, quietly glanced at the mysterious man in black, and continued to say to Mu Jinglu: "The departure of the girl is also the consequence of the unobstructed crossing of the road, and it should be the responsibility of the road itself." ”

The fortune teller said, turned around slightly, and disappeared in front of the three people on the pasture road after throwing an eyebrow at the pasture road as last time.

"A high-level sentence of the poor road: sachets, winning families, and being friendly to yourself. ”

Mu Jinglu was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at the mysterious man in black suspiciously. Could it be that the predecessors also have a grudge against the Ying family?

I couldn't see the expression of the mysterious man in black, and Mu Jinglu didn't know what the fortune teller meant.

"Boy, eat that green stick. ”

The fortune teller had just left, and the man in black suddenly used a commanding tone to let Mu Jinglu eat the Mandui Holy Tree.

"Ahh

"Ahem... Ben Dao is in a good mood today, and by the way, I will help you protect the Dharma. The mysterious man in black coughed lightly, as if to hide his embarrassment.

"Boy, eat it. The big man in the pants persuaded: "If that thing spreads, maybe it will set off a bloody storm again." ”

Hearing this, the pastoral path was stunned, and then took out the 'Mandui Holy Tree'. Looking at the liquid remaining on the 'Mandui Sacred Tree', Mu Jinglu endured the nausea in his heart and thrust the 'Mandui Sacred Tree' into his mouth.

Mujinglu also planned to chew up the 'Mandui Sacred Tree' before swallowing it, not wanting that as soon as the 'Mandui Sacred Tree' entered the mouth of the Mujinglu, it turned into a sweet spring and flowed directly into the stomach of the Mujinglu.

Seeing this, the mysterious man in black nodded with satisfaction, and then sealed his hands and drew a prohibition around the pasture path.

After the ban was formed, the mysterious man in black recruited the big man in the pants. The big man in the pants nodded, and the two of them disappeared into the forbidden place where the pastoral path was located at the same time.