Yan Tao's suspicious gaze swept over the two men, but since they said so, Yan Tao didn't ask any more questions.

This square is not large, and it takes about half an hour to walk around.

After they walked around twice, they turned around and walked towards the hospital, Yun Kuo planned to go back to see what was needed for the potion preparation, and Yan Tao wanted to go back to the ward to see the old lady.

Only their footsteps could be heard on the silent path, and it seemed as if the whole world had fallen silent, except for the faint sound of the breeze blowing through the branches.

The three of them stopped at the same time, Yan Tao took a step forward with his long legs, and suddenly chuckled, and the shallow chuckle echoed on this path, as if it was a ghost.

I've tried so many times, and you still don't give up.

It's kind of stupid.

I saw that the camera of the path showed three Taoists with peachwood swords on their backs.

The three Taoists were dressed quite strangely, all of them had dyed red hair, and the peach wood sword was clearly to ward off evil spirits, but it exuded a strong evil aura.

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes swept over the faces of the three people.

This face is really heinous.

"Boy, let's get caught!"

The burly Taoist in the middle suddenly pulled out the peachwood sword behind his back, pointed at Yan Tao and shouted loudly.

The corners of Young Master Yan's mouth twitched, why did he meet this kind of second-hand force recently.

With this shouting slogan, Lao Tzu's fight is over.

The young man put one hand in his pocket, his handsome face revealed a cold coldness, his thin lips lifted a mocking arc, and almost contemptuously hooked his little finger towards them and said, "I'm here, come over and take me back." ”

There was a shallow smile in the young man's words, and that contemptuous attitude immediately angered the three evil people.

"I don't know the height of the sky, the stinky boy, let you see our skills."

The evil man's eyes widened in annoyance, their faces burning with anger, and their middle and index fingers together pointed towards the sky, and they began to recite the spell at a rapid pace.

Yun Kuo and Qin Zong took a step back in unison, don't compete with Young Master Yan at this time.

They all felt the anger burning in the boy's body.

Qin Zong clearly knew that after only a few days of kung fu, there were three waves of killers in a row, Yan Tao was obviously impatient, he looked indifferently at the yin ghosts who were constantly gathering from all directions, and there was no superfluous expression on his handsome face.

Xiao Qi swallowed melon seeds and watched the play with Erlang's legs crossed.

The cool moonlight shone on the young man's body, his eyes were three points cooler than the moonlight, the fingers of his left hand were raised, the middle finger and index finger were put together, and a circle was crossed in the air, his thin lips were slightly opened, and he recited the mantra.

When the evil people cast spells, their bodies were covered with blood, but the young man's body seemed to be covered with a layer of holy silver light.

He stood sideways, his slender figure lingering with a leisurely ancient rhyme, mysterious and unpredictable, as unpredictable as the morning mist in the mountains.

In just half a minute, the murderous Yin Ghost who was pressing towards Yan Tao actually turned around slowly and changed the target of the attack to three evil Daoists.

"How is this possible?!"

The eyes of the cultists widened suddenly, and they could hardly believe what they saw. ()

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