Volume 2: Confluence Chapter 102 The Descendants of the Heavenly Family

Although this turtle shell armor is not very good-looking, but as a senior old dog, I deeply understand that there is everything in life, if the life is gone, no matter how good-looking the baby is, it is useless, when the young master asked him to choose the baby, no matter how beautiful and gorgeous he did not choose, he chose this baby with the strongest life-saving ability.

The inevitable palm did not have an effect, Zheng Tanzhu frowned, and said coldly: "Dying and struggling! Lao Tzu wants to see if you can still hold me a few blows." ”

As he spoke, he turned his palm into a claw, and slapped his tiger claw hand towards the turtle shell.

But...... He's clawed in the air!

Uncle Zhao, who was seriously injured, did not sit still, the old spirit, the ghost and the old spirit, as an old dog who has lived with humans for more than 50 years, after he was attacked and fell to the ground before, he secretly took a healing elixir. At this point, he had enough strength to escape.

After setting up the turtle shell defense, Uncle Zhao slapped his palms on the ground from the hole, and the tortoise shell glided out like a big green turtle on a skateboard, and the hole behind it kept accelerating with billowing black smoke. Although the posture is not graceful enough, the speed is stingy and really has nothing to say!

"It's really a dog. Uncle Zhao muttered: "No, I'm a dog, it's a fucking cat."

The other party is a great master who has cultivated innate qi, and he is working hard, and he is dead. Thirty-six plans, go for the best plan, the little master and the little master are waiting for him to save his life, it is a pity that he died, if the little master and his mother are bad for the poisonous hands of this evil cultivator, they will die and cannot redeem themselves.

After a few glidings, Uncle Zhao reappeared in Xu Shilin's field of vision.

"Little master, follow me and run away, the evil cultivator behind is a big master. During the slide, Uncle Zhao jumped up, spewing out two white gases from his mouth and nose, and the turtle shell on his body automatically shrunk, forming a green tortoise shell armor, like the turtle shell of a turtle immortal.

"Little monk, let's go quickly!" Aunt Ying, who stretched out her hand to pick up Xu Shilin and Little Lori, hurriedly said;

Xu Shilin shook his head gently, "Sister, it's too late......"

Aunt Ying looked at Xu Shilin with a puzzled expression.

By the time Uncle Zhao approached, it was already too late.

When Lord Zheng Tan was about to kill Uncle Zhao, the ghost general Wang Ze had already flown over to stare at the carriage. Now the negative energy of the ghost general has enveloped the entire carriage. The illusion of the ghost has unconsciously spread all over the area.

Uncle Zhao flew towards the carriage in his eyes, but in Xu Shilin's eyes, the two sides staggered an angle. It will only stagger and not meet at all.

As he spoke, a pale figure slowly appeared next to the carriage and sneered, "You can't escape from the palm of my hand, little black dog." ”

Uncle Zhao's face changed drastically, and he shouted in his heart that it was not good. Wiping some blood from the corner of his mouth and wiping it in his eyes, he suddenly realized that he had just been hit by a vision.

"Your master is here, are you still running away, you can continue to escape, I'm not in a hurry. Zheng Tanzhu sneered and coughed twice.

As soon as the figure of the ghost general Wang Ze appeared on the roof of the carriage, he was sent out by the golden light of the runes on the carriage.

"Cat thief! " Uncle Zhao shouted angrily, unable to escape.

With a snort, he broke off two canine teeth and turned them into two scimitars in his hands, blocking the front of the car.

Fight!

"Little master, I'm afraid the old slave won't be able to protect you. Even if he dies, the old slave has to give this guy some color. ”

"Uncle Zhao, if you only take two children, can you escape?" Aunt Ying clenched her fists and asked with a pale face, "Don't worry about me, let Shaojun avenge me." ”

Uncle Zhao looked away gently, if he was not injured, there was still a glimmer of hope for people to escape, but now that he was injured, he couldn't even deal with the ghost generals, not to mention that there was a stronger innate qi master behind him. The so-called color I just talked about is just using my own blood to defile each other's clothes.

Uncle Zhao took a deep breath and mobilized all his qi and blood. Should.

He used the qi and blood in his body to temporarily suppress the injury on his back, and with a scimitar in each hand, he took a step forward, thereby raising his momentum to the extreme!

He estimated that he probably only had the power of one or two blows.

"Ahh

"Hehe, dying and struggling, angry dog meat, maybe it will taste even better!" Zheng Tan Master did not dodge or dodge, standing with his hands in his hands, and the ghost general Wang Ze behind him stretched out his hands and turned into huge ghost claws, protecting Zheng Tan Lord tightly.

Uncle Zhao's twin knives slashed at the huge ghost claws, but only a string of sparks were scrapped.

The unrestrained ghost general Wang Ze is a real master of innate true qi perfection.

Uncle Zhao's attack didn't hurt Wang Ze at all, but was bounced out by the force on the ghost claw and hit the carriage. Because of the impact, the injuries in the back were aggravated......

"Just eat you, and I'll be able to recover from my injuries. Coupled with the two boys and girls with aura, the old man is really ready to go!"

"Bastard. Uncle Zhao gritted his teeth, and his heart couldn't help but feel despair.

"Do you know who I am, how dare I be so presumptuous?" Aunt Ying hugged the two children, walked out of the carriage, looked at Zheng Tan Lord and sneered, "I am the son of the Eight Sages King, the wife of Zhao Hua, and the daughter of Yang Jifeng, the heavenly official of the Jinke Champion Military Department, if you harm our lives, there will be no place for you in the whole world." ”

"I said who are you, it turned out to be Yang Xiuying, the wife of Wang Hua, who bought the cheapest in the world, your ruthless father kicked you out of the house and promised to give Wang Hua, a beggar-like fisherman, but that Wang Hua took shit luck and bought his father to buy the Eight Sages King. ”

"Hahahaha, I originally just wanted to make some wild food, but I didn't expect to hit a pair of golden dolls. What are you doing as Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu is a thief, and today it fell into the hands of the uncle, and you have poured blood mold for eight lifetimes. The Eight Sages King is a fart, Yang Jifeng is a fart, and Wang Hua is a fart? Do they know who Lao Tzu is?"

Zheng Tanzhu laughed, the blood of the heavenly family, the dragon qi is deeply hidden, the world's first-class blood food baby, these two dolls are better than the ginseng dolls of the other children, and after eating the boys and girls of the heavenly family, Jindan is expected to live forever.

"Emperor Wu is the leader of the world, this is the Zhao family's country. How dare you!" Yang Xiuying shouted angrily

"Let's see, why don't Lao Tzu dare? I will talk to you first, and then I will see what face you have before mentioning Zhao Hua, Lord Wang. Lord Zheng Tan smiled fiercely,

"Sir, slow down. Xu Shilin broke free from Aunt Ying's embrace, walked out of the carriage door, and said with a smile;

Uncle Zhao looked at it, and the five or six-year-old little monk was now standing on the wheel, his face was calm, and he had an otherworldly temperament.

"I have a baby. ”

I saw that the little monk threw a small gourd the size of a fist from his arms, and when he fell in the air, it became bigger and bigger.

boom

It fell to the ground to form a one-and-a-half-foot-high purple-gold gourd, floating three inches above the ground, exuding a faint glow.