Elder Song said angrily: "Call me out!" Rong Nianzhen actually has the face to come to Qingjing Mountain! Outrageous! ”

"Elder, is it the enemy who has come to the door? Don't be afraid, our white god has woken up! The disciple hurried to comfort him.

The surname is Rong, as soon as he heard the name, Elder Song changed like this, and it was obvious that the Rong family had been very unhappy before. It is estimated that it was because the young master of their family was injured in Qingjing Mountain last time, and this time he came to take revenge.

Elder Song said angrily: "I'm afraid of a fart!" I'm angry! I think back then, if it wasn't for Rong Nianzhen's invitation, how could my family's eldest witch die unexpectedly...... After death, I was splashed with dirty water for so many years by those wicked people who chewed the root of my tongue, my great witch......"

As he spoke, he pushed away his disciple's hand, "I don't need you to go!" I personally drove him down the mountain! ”

He was on crutches, and he didn't want to be helped, and he walked towards the mountain gate with great vigor.

Qingjing Mountain, outside the mountain gate of the Witch God Temple, a group of people have gathered.

Since the return of the great witch of the Mu family, the white god has awakened and revealed miracles, and the witch shrine in Qingjing Mountain has gradually restored the incense.

Although it was less than three or four percent of its heyday, Elder Song was already very satisfied.

Today's weather is not good, the mountain wind is cold, and the clouds are rainy. In addition, it is not a weekend, and there are not too many believers.

But these tall men in black trench coats, well-dressed, and temperaments completely different from ordinary people stood outside the mountain gate together, and they quickly attracted a lot of attention.

Elder Song came to the mountain gate on crutches, and after a long distance, he recognized Rong Nianzhen from the crowd at a glance.

Seventy years have passed...... Seventy years......

He thought that under the washing of time, those memories of the past were already very thin. However, just one glance, the hatred in his heart boiled hotly!

Count, read, really!

He actually stood on the pure mountain again, and stood at the door of the witch shrine again!

Elder Song walked over quickly, "It seems that you are really shameless. At such an old age, you still come to my pure mountain to sprinkle, what kind of place are you here? ”

Elder Song was unceremonious, aggressive, and took the lead in attacking.

The old man, who was supported by the man in black, raised his eagle-like sharp eyes and looked at him.

One whispered something in the old man's ear.

Rong Nianzhen's gaze was a little complicated, and soon, his expression was as usual, and he smiled slightly. "Elder Song is only afraid that he has misunderstood. Rong is here to meet the white god, not to sprinkle. ”

Elder Song tapped his cane hard, "The White God doesn't want to see you!" You are not welcome at the Witch Temple, so take you lackeys and get me down the hill quickly! ”

"If the white god wants to see me, Elder Song had better ask him. If some words are not conveyed, causing misunderstandings and irreparable consequences, it will not be good. ”

Elder Song's heart trembled, and he suddenly remembered the abnormal behavior of the white god at dawn today.

Don't...... The white god had already expected that Rong Nian would really come? Moreover, they have ill intentions on this trip, and they want to be very detrimental to the pure mountain?

Elder Song hated it for a while.

Rong Nianzhen, Rong Nianzhen, when she was young, she harmed the great witch of Qingjing Mountain, and now she wants to come to harm Qingjing Mountain when she is old!

According to Elder Song's intentions, he couldn't wait to kick them down the mountain. But Rong Nianzhen's words have been put down, in case something really happens......

Elder Song was in a dilemma.

I want to confess to the white god, reluctantly. If the white god really let Rong Nianzhen enter the Witch God Temple, it would be more uncomfortable for him than killing him!

"What's going on? What do you do with all the noise? Is this a shrine or a wet market? ”

A clear girl's voice sounded outside the mountain gate.