Yang Xiaoding pinched his nose and stood in a pool of blood, his shoes and socks had already been wet, and he didn't even want to look at it when he was disgusting. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Let's just say that these evil sects are crooked and disgusting, Nima has to get some of this kind of thing out every time he fights, not only is it not beautiful, but the taste is terrible, I really don't know what these people think in their brains, Yang Xiaoding complained in his heart, and gave this anger to Shang Ran.

When I raised my eyes, the famous merchant boy was leaning against the wall, staring at himself nervously, like a little sheep waiting to be slaughtered, without the slightest momentum just now, it is estimated that there is no back move in his hand, so he will be scared like this, Yang Xiaoding, who saw it, laughed out loud.

Dripping with blood under his feet, he approached him step by step: "Hehe, Shang Gongzi, if you have any other means, just use them, I'll wait to take it, if you can't make it, you can give me obediently!" ”

Squinted eyes and smiling, just like a gentleman who is about to flirt with a woman from a good family.

As soon as Yang Xiaoding walked to the middle of the living room, he heard a loud noise, and a door slammed against him.

I rub, there are dark arrows! Yang Xiaoding reacted quickly, dodged sideways, and the door slammed into the floor, thanks to his insistence on exercising every day, his reflexes and action have improved several grades.

Nima, no wonder people say that he pretended to be struck by lightning, he just wanted to exude the aura of a king, and a door fell from the sky, which was simply slapping him in the face!

Yang Xiaoding complained to himself, but a few people suddenly ran in from outside the door, it was the white-bearded old man who came in a hurry, Shang Qi, and the two bodyguards who stayed outside.

This is really timely, it turned out that when Yang Xiaoding was still fighting with the Yin soldiers of the Ghost Mansion, Shang Qi drove here with the white-bearded old man, originally they couldn't find Shang Ran to enter the family in the community, or the white-bearded old man had a sensitive nose, and smelled the pungent smell of blood here, so they rushed over, and the dust in the white-bearded old man's hand waved slightly, and the door flew straight up and rushed into the house, and several of them followed and ran in.

"Master!"

As soon as Shang Ran saw that the help had arrived, his heart suddenly settled down as if he had eaten a heart-saving pill, and a layer of joy involuntarily appeared on his face, and he ran towards his master.

As soon as the white-bearded old man entered the house, he saw the blood all over the ground, and his heart was suddenly cold, and he thought that he was late, Shang Ran had suffered an accident, until he heard his shout, and then he saw Shang Ran's unharmed appearance, and he was relieved at the moment.

And when Yang Xiaoding and Qingshan Daoren saw the white-bearded old man enter the door, their faces changed greatly, especially Qingshan Daoren, whose eyes were bigger than cowbells, and pointed at the white-bearded old man and exclaimed: "Teacher, senior brother, you are not dead!" ”

Everyone present was stunned when they heard the words senior brother, Nima is this a swollen situation, Yang Xiaoding looked at his master in surprise, but found that the other party's eyes were staring straight at the white-bearded old man opposite, and he didn't even leave him a single afterglow.

Obediently, these two old men are still old acquaintances, senior brother? Could it be that the old man and the white-bearded old man are brothers in the same sect, no, how can such a decent person as Qingshan Daoren have a senior brother who cares about people's lives and raises ghosts, it seems that there are quite a lot of hidden secrets in this, but in a few seconds when everyone was stunned, Yang Xiaoding's mind quickly turned several times, and quietly looked at the expressions of the two.

Hearing the voice of the Qingshan Daoist, the white-bearded old man's body shook, and he slowly moved his gaze away from Shang Ran, and after looking at the figure in front of him, the surprised expression on his face couldn't be concealed.

There was a sudden silence in the air, neither side spoke, and after a long while, Qingshan Dao opened his mouth dryly: "Senior brother, I didn't expect us to meet in this way, where have you been all these years, when the master told me that you are no longer there, I was still sad for a while!" ”

"Huh, dead? Master, his old man is really cruel, are you looking forward to my death all the time, it's a pity, I can't let him get his wish, I'm still alive and well! The white-bearded old man snorted coldly, and a hideous look appeared on his face, as if he remembered some bad memories.

Faced with such a senior brother who disappeared at a young age and reunited with a big change, Qingshan Daoren's thoughts couldn't help but drift back to the past.

He had just turned eight years old that year, and was accepted as an apprentice by the master and became his little disciple.

The two spent a very good childhood together, time passed little by little, and the two of them grew up slowly, at this time, an accident was born, and a fire broke out in the library, and then the master told him that the senior brother Qingxuan was accidentally trapped in the library and had been buried in the fire.

This blow is very huge for the young Qingshan Daoist, he really can't accept this fact, and the senior brother who is close to him actually lost his life like this, and then under the guidance of the master, he slowly recovered, and the senior brother was silently hidden as a scar in his heart.

But he didn't expect that he would be able to recognize his senior brother one day, although each other's appearances have changed a lot, but he can still find out the outline of his senior brother in his memory.

"Senior brother, how can you say that Master, what happened back then, why did Master lie to me that you were dead, and since you are not dead, why didn't you go back to Master, but hid here incognito." Qingshan Daoren asked excitedly.

"What happened? My obedient little junior brother seems to want to know, well, today I will tell you how Master treated me back then! The white-bearded old man said through gritted teeth.

Then he told him about what happened decades ago, and it turned out that there were many forbidden books that Master forbade them to read in the library back then.

At that time, the curious white-bearded old man, that is, Qing Xuan, couldn't stand the temptation, so he sneaked in to watch, came and went, and saw a lot, but he was deeply interested in the spell described above, and wanted to try it, but before he could take action, he was caught by his own master.

The master was furious on the spot, saying that he had broken the rules left by the ancestor and wanted to expel him from the mountain gate, and he also trapped him on the mountain on the grounds that he could not let the forbidden art spread outside.

Receiving such a severe punishment, Qingxuan was of course unwilling.