"Grandpa......" Ling Yu came to Di Xun and the two and shouted softly. He kept his head down, like a child who had done something wrong. Today, because of his carelessness, he almost put himself in prison again, and even the two grandfathers were frightened, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

"With this lesson, see if you still have the best of luck. Ling Feng blew Ling Yu's nose and said with a smile. Di Xun also touched Ling Yu's head, and a look of pity appeared on his face. Now that Ling Yu is fine, it is the greatest relief for the two of them, and they can't bear to blame him.

Seeing that the two grandfathers didn't mean to blame themselves, Ling Yu raised his head, looked at Di Xun and Ling Feng, and stopped talking. In fact, he really wanted to explain today's events, and there were many questions he wanted to ask. For example, how did you get out of trouble? For example, where did the weasel go?

"Well, don't say anything. It's still early, so let's go and cultivate. Ling Feng didn't give him a chance to speak, just let him go through the training. After finishing speaking, Ling Feng looked into the distance, as if he didn't want to answer Ling Yu anymore.

"Oh. Ling Yu nodded, picked up the short sword, and walked into the distance. Since Grandpa didn't want him to ask, there must be a reason for him.

"This kid has a lot of thoughts. Di Xun looked at Ling Yu's back and said to Ling Feng. He could see that Ling Feng was honing Ling Yu's temperament. The more things you have in your heart, the more you can't let him say it, and if you can't calm down when you encounter something, then you won't achieve anything in the future.

"Let's talk about it in the evening, he just recovered, and now he says, it's not the time. Ling Feng looked at Ling Yu, who was gradually moving away, and pondered for a while.

The middle-aged Taoist who had been transformed into a weasel was running desperately in the jungle, and the man in his prime was chasing after him. The weasel has already broken an arm, and no matter whether it is physical strength, cultivation, or divine sense, it cannot be compared to before. And the man in his prime can obviously catch up with it, but he just distances himself from it, saying that it is not far away, and it is not close. Let it not escape, but dare not stop its body, like a cat catching a mouse, treat him as a prey. And the man in the prime of life did not strike immediately, but treated the weasel as a plaything. In such a state, the weasel has not yet confronted the middle-aged man, and has lost half a point in terms of momentum and psychology. This is a psychological war, although there is no hard bump between the two sides, but the weasel knows that he has lost. Therefore, the psychological pressure of the weasel is now far greater than the physical damage.

The weasel ran for nearly a hundred miles in one go, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He gritted his teeth, turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who had chased him closer, and asked loudly: "Who are you? I have no grievances with you, why do you want to break my arm and do my good thing, and now you have chased me so far, if there is any way, you can draw it out!" The weasel also knew that if he continued to run like this, he would be consumed by the other party sooner or later. Instead of being scared, it's better to give it a go, and even if you can't kill your opponent, you should hurt them hard.

"Don't we have a grudge? The man in the prime of life finally spoke, his voice full of vigor and vigor. As he spoke, the man in the prime of life looked into the distance, and did not look at the weasel, obviously not taking it seriously, and it was as if he was not speaking to the weasel. This disdainful attitude made the weasel angry for a while, but there was nothing he could do. I can't beat it, I can't run away if I run it directly. He swallowed hard, suppressing the anger in his heart, trying to keep his tone as calm as possible.

"I really can't remember what grudge we have, could it be that you are mistaken?" the weasel thought about it carefully for a long time before he said slowly. He had been thinking about fighting Ling Feng from devouring the gold-eating rat himself, and he hadn't found anything that had offended the man in front of him.

"Oh, I guess I'm mistaken. The voice of the middle-aged man was flat and unfazed. It's like saying something that has nothing to do with you, and you haven't even looked at the weasel in front of you.

"I@#¥......" The weasel felt his blood surge upward, and his nose was crooked. No injustice, no revenge, you even unloaded one of my arms, isn't this sick!But he didn't dare to say these words, for fear of angering the demon in front of him.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, I'll take my leave first. The end of the world is far away, so don't pass it over. The weasel snorted in his heart and said to the middle-aged man.

He didn't dare to say anything like revenge in front of a man in his prime, this master killed people without blinking, if he angered him, his life would definitely not be saved. Another reason is that the weasel doesn't know why, when it is opposite to a man in the prime of life, it has a natural fear, which is a kind of trembling millet in the bones, as if it has encountered a natural enemy. So, he wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

"Wait. The man in the prime of life seemed to see that the weasel wanted to slip away, and stopped him.

"Is there anything else you can do? If something happens to you today, I will come to the door to apologize when I have recovered from my injuries. The weasel gritted its teeth and said stiffly, while its left hand gripped the whisk tightly. From the time when the man in the prime of life stopped him from leaving just now, he knew that today's things might not be good.

"Although you and I have no grudges, you provoked someone you shouldn't have messed with today. I was entrusted to protect him, and he was frightened today, and the account will be on your head. So, you must die!" the middle-aged man's tone was steady at first, but when he said the second half of the sentence, he suddenly became imposing. He turned his head to look at the weasel, and for the first time there was a wave in his eyes. The eyes were like cold stars in the night sky, and his eyes finally focused on the weasel, and the two sharp eyes like knives frightened the weasel to shrink his neck.

Seeing the fierce gaze of the middle-aged man, the weasel felt a chill down his spine. Its mind was in a hurry, and it hurriedly spoke: "After my injuries are healed, I will definitely go and make amends to those three people, and I will give them a ...... Three Ice Chalcedony Jade Dew Pills to show your heart, what do you think?" the weasel was ruthless and moved out all his belongings as bargaining chips. The Ice Chalcedony Jade Dew Pill was refined by visiting the snowy region for three hundred years and exhausting nearly 100 catties of precious herbs, which was of great benefit to the cultivator's solid foundation and marrow washing. At that time, only five herbs had been refined in one furnace, and it had eaten two when it had just passed through the Transformation Tribulation, and now it only had three left in its hand. This time, in order to save his life, it also moved the old book.

"And the ancient lamp I left in place is a gift for them, you see, is that possible?" said the weasel, staring at the middle-aged man.

"Well, but I still don't want to let you go. The man in his prime said slowly, with a murderous intent looming in his eyes.

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do this!" When the weasel saw the unconcealed killing intent in the eyes of the middle-aged man, he knew that something was wrong. It decided to strike first, and as soon as the weasel shook off the dust, the dust was as if it was alive, like countless silver needles shot at the prime of life. Although his right hand has been broken, his combat power is not as good as before, but his desperate state and strength should not be underestimated.

The middle-aged man put his right hand behind his back, and the horn-shaped scimitar in his left hand flicked forward slightly, blocking the attack of the dust. Then the scimitar swung forward and swept sideways, and a blade of light shot out of the scimitar, taking the weasel's head. The weasel didn't dare to carry it hard, and hurriedly retreated backwards. The man in the prime of life took advantage of the situation to pursue, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the weasel, only to see the scimitar in his hand pressed down and slashed at the weasel. The weasels hurriedly raised their whisks to each other, and the collision of scimitars and whisks flashed a cold light in the void. The scimitar castration remains unchanged, and it is pressed down inch by inch against the dust. The weasel grabbed the scimitar with one hand, and wanted to pick it open, but the other party's strength was so great that its entire arm trembled, and the beads of sweat on its forehead kept sliding down the weasel's cheeks, which was obviously very difficult.

Eight-inch, seven-inch, six-inch...... The scimitar got closer and closer to its head, and the weasel felt a pang of despair. It has gone through all the hardships, and finally succeeded in transforming into a shape, but before it has time to enjoy the beauty of this vast world and the rolling red dust, it will die, he is unwilling, very unwilling. He thought of the gold-eating rats he had devoured, the treasures in the Huangfeng Dao Cave Mansion, and even the moment when he escaped when he was besieged by all the demon beasts again and again.

"I can't die, I can't die, I haven't tasted all the beauty in this red dust, I want to live!" the weasel cried out in his heart.

"Ahh The weasel raised its tail in the air and aimed its butt at the middle-aged man, and at the same time, a wave of rancid air sprayed towards the middle-aged man. As the weasel landed and fled wildly into the distance, it knew it was its last chance. If it is not successful, it will inevitably be chased and killed by a man in the prime of life, and there is no hope of returning.

The wave of air was pale yellow and smelled like a rotting corpse. The air flow spread around, and the pine needles on the trees were covered with yellow gas, and the original green needles suddenly withered and revealed a lifeless yellow. Obviously, the smell is very corrosive.

The young man, on the other hand, was not alarmed, he handed the scimitar to his left hand, and with his right hand took out a palm-sized vase from his bosom, the blue of which was engraved with strange patterns and symbols. The man in the prime of life aimed the mouth of the bottle at the yellow air flow, and transported the true qi on the vase, only to see that the patterns on the bottle were as if they were alive, emitting bursts of blue light, and wandering on the bottle body. When the blue light spread to the mouth of the bottle, a huge suction force came out of the bottle, and in the blink of an eye, the yellow air flow was sucked into the bottle.

The middle-aged man looked at the figure of the weasel fleeing, and a hint of playfulness appeared on the corner of his mouth. He sneered and said, "Do you want to run?"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand, and there was a handful of earthy yellow animal hair on the mouth of the vase in his hand, and there was a faint smell of foul smell in the handful of hair......

A day passed quietly in Ling Yu's absent-minded cultivation, and he had a lot to say to Ling Feng and Di Xun, but the two old men seemed to deliberately avoid him, and didn't give him a chance to speak at all. Seeing that he was walking towards the two old men, the two old men turned around and walked into the distance, making Ling Yu extremely helpless. He could only vent his anger on the fierce beasts nearby, as long as he showed hostility to him, and those who took the initiative to attack him were all beaten away by him with strong means, and the wails of various beasts in the jungle were endless. The two old men hid in the shadows and watched Ling Yu's every move, secretly laughing. I think this kid must be extremely angry in his heart, but that's okay, after today's events, he should be much calmer in the future.