As soon as he landed, these people all flocked to him, gathered around him, and buzzed and said everything. The old miscellaneous hair simply responded with two words, and then walked through the crowd to the front of us, glanced at the old man in the distance, and asked Huang Mao what was going on, Huang Mao gave a salute, and then briefly said what had just happened.

Zamao's face didn't change much after hearing this, and he couldn't see any expression, and he looked deeply hidden. With that, he waved his hand and asked us to step back again, and he took a few steps forward.

At this time, the old man on the opposite side really changed, and the body that had been sitting slowly stood up from the stone, but even so, his body was not much higher, because his waist seemed to be unable to straighten, and he was seriously bent down.

This feeling is even more weird, an old man with a whole body color very similar to the surroundings, with a serious rickety, raised his thin and shriveled face to look at us, which made people a little afraid to look directly.

After a pause, Zamao laughed coldly twice and shouted, "Old fellow, I didn't expect you to become the climate, what an accident." ”

Well, I secretly admire it in my heart, I deserve to be Hu Daxian's junior brother, don't look at Huang Mao and Yuetian can't see that tree demon, this old miscellaneous hair can really be seen.

When the old man heard this, his dusty and wrinkled face shook slightly, and the inconspicuous mouth, which you could not distinguish without paying attention, opened at the same time.

I thought he was going to speak, but I didn't expect the old man to open his mouth for a long time and didn't say a word, but in the end, a strange sound suddenly sounded, and the hairs on my whole body stood up.

Damn, it was a baby-like cry coming out of his mouth, the voice was sharp and thin, and it was very clear, and it really scared me, and I shivered violently. Looking at Yuetian and Huang Mao next to them, they were no better, their eyes were bigger than light bulbs, staring straight in the direction of the old man.

I can understand their state of mind at this time, they only hear voices, and they are such strange sounds, but they can't see people, even though it's broad daylight, but this feeling is enough to penetrate.

The old man cried for a moment and then fell silent, bending over to look at us, still rubbing the two gray-black balls with his right hand.

Miscellaneous hair was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his left hand was drawn in front of him, and he didn't know what he was saying, and then he had a sword finger, and he exerted his force violently, only to see a faint yellow light flying straight out, impartial, and hitting the old man's head, the old man's baby-like strange scream, stiffly fluttering his head, and then suddenly flashing, the whole person disappeared.

I'm not too surprised by this change, because he disappeared once just now, but I don't know if it was injured or dead after being hit by stray hair.

At this time, I suddenly remembered what had just happened, the old man disappeared, which meant that he might have to use the tree roots, and I hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Shi, watch your step." ”

Before my words fell, not far in front of the miscellaneous hairs, a tree root the thickness of a bowl was thrown out of the ground and swept straight through it like lightning.

Seeing this scene, the villagers behind him were all shouting in shock, chaotic, and all of them withdrew from the distance.

Seeing this, the miscellaneous hair shook slightly, and I don't know how to do it, so it moved its position in front of my eyes, and the roots of the tree were swept away.

The length of the roots seemed to be limited, and the stray hair retreated a little too far to reach it, so it had to dangle there on its own, and at the same time with a very strong wind, carrying the earth on the ground into the air, and blurring our vision.

Miscellaneous hair is not in a hurry, there to see the excitement, stayed for a moment and suddenly jumped up a few meters high, the body was in the air, his hand suddenly had an extra robe, take a closer look, it turned out that he took off the clothes on his body, but because the movement was too fast, so that I didn't see how to take it off at all.

I wondered in my heart, what is the situation, is it impossible for Lao Dao to perform a striptease for us above, but even so, his appearance has to be seen, isn't this disgusting?

Oh, I suddenly understood, could it be that he was trying to disgust that dryad?

I'm thinking nonsense here, the old man has already turned two times in the air, and at this time, I realized that he is a light skill, it is clearly a spell, even if you practice to the point of being superb, practicing to a level like Yuetian, even if you can borrow strength in the air, can borrow countless forces, it is estimated that it is difficult to turn in circles in the air like that old man.

Miscellaneous hair was in the air, and the dryad below was not idle, and several long roots had stretched out from the dust that had been rolled up, like several pythons, one after another beside Miscellaneous Hair. But the miscellaneous hair was like lightning, and none of them could hit him.

After a while, he suddenly heard Miscellaneous Mao chanting a painful spell in the air, and then looked at the Dao robe in his hand, and it burst into flames, and suddenly the flames burst into flames, and the strong flames rushed straight to his feet, and a large area was submerged, and finally even swallowed himself.

Seeing this, I suddenly felt a pang in my heart, didn't this guy die with that dryad, right? Although I don't have a good impression of him, he is still slaying demons after all, and I still don't want him to die.

Seeing this situation, Huang Mao was nothing, and Yuetian had already exclaimed: "Damn, Uncle Shi is okay, right?" ”

Alas? After listening to Yuetian's emotion, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, wasn't he from the Ming Dynasty, why did the people of the Ming Dynasty also say "I rely on"?

I remember hearing him say that although he knows the method of transfiguration, he has never been to modern times, so how can he speak such a language?

Okay, it's me wrong, this miscellaneous old man is now uncertain about his life and death, I still have the heart to think about this?

Looking at it again, the heart that had been hanging just now was finally let go, and at this moment, the fire on Lao Dao's body was gone, and the strong flame was also falling rapidly along his robe. The dust below has become less and less, and you can vaguely see that the old tree with dense branches and forks before is now burned to the ground, and it seems that only a small section is left.

After the flames on the robe completely subsided, the miscellaneous hair shook his body, slowly floated down, stood next to us, put on the robe again, and quietly observed the fire.

Huang Mao hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Uncle Shi, are you okay?" ”

Miscellaneous Hair shook his head, but did not speak, his eyes still staring at the front.

I looked at the Taoist robe on Zamao's body, and it didn't look like it had been burned by fire at all, it was intact. It's incredible to think of the scene just now when his clothes and his whole person were overwhelmed by the fire. (To be continued.) )