Ye Xiaochuan's body was stiff, and his face was as white as paper.

Before he could run to Letu's side, he was shocked to see dozens of black spots suddenly in the sky, which was in response to his previous sentence of "two steps to catch up".

Unexpectedly, I just dreamed of a better future, and the reality was going to be a slap in the face!

He turned his head to look at the place where the protector was lying, and after a long sigh, he walked straight to Letu and sat down. That's it! I just lack gold, wood, water, fire, and earth in my life, and even God, who has been appreciating food, is finally impatient.

A few minutes ago, he was still looking to the future, thinking about himself with his blood boiling, and he almost believed that he was the pride of the sky.

The current Ye Xiaochuan is really discouraged.

It's like a beggar who is hungry and suddenly finds that there is a yellow roast chicken on the ground in front of him, pounces on it, bites it, gnaws a mouthful of mud, and is beaten to death for destroying a work of art!

One thought of heaven, the blink of an eye hell!

Letu, who originally looked a little proud, was also like ashes at the moment.

Before he could get up after being pushed down by Ye Xiaochuan, at this moment, he was lying on the ground clenching his fists, looking at those people with hatred in his eyes. But he finally loosened his fist weakly, buried his face deep in the grass, and whimpered and cried.

Ye Xiaochuan on the side suddenly laughed at himself, he remembered that he really didn't seem to be an ordinary person. He has an unusual affinity for blood......

The one-eyed cripple also said that he was an ancient demon, and listening to the name seemed to be inextricably linked to the demon. But no one expected that God would be so discerning this time, and he would be pinched to death directly when he was still a demon seed that had not broken the ground!

Not far away, there was the expected sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, but the imaginary angry and invulnerable sound did not appear for a long time.

Ye Xiaochuan's heart was horizontal, his neck turned a little stiffly, and he was empty! He looked up suddenly, but saw that the sky was blue, the white clouds were lazy, and even the sun was warm.

"Hey, fatty, get up! What did you just see?"

Letu, who had waited for a long time and was still not dead, also noticed that something was wrong. He sat up with his arms propped up, looked around with teary eyes, and was stunned on the spot.

Then, he slowly stood up, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then went up and down again, left and right, and after being sure that there was really no one, he suddenly burst out laughing, just laughing and laughing, and tears came down again.

Ye Xiaochuan glanced at Letu, who was crying and laughing, and felt a little headache, but he was definitely not dazzled, because those pits with fresh soil were clearly ahead. I don't know exactly what happened, but at least my life isn't in danger right now.

Now he had two things to do, one was to bury the protectors, and the other was to drag Letu down the mountain.

Both are time-consuming and labor-intensive physical tasks.

It's just that when he peeled off the branches and weeds that he had covered with his own hands, he only saw a large red blood stain on the ground.

The body of the protector is gone!

Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt that his scalp was numb, goosebumps instantly rose all over his body, and bursts of cool air rushed up his spinal cord, and at the same time, cold sweat flowed downstream!

At this time, he remembered the monks who had suddenly disappeared, they couldn't have been scared away by something, right?

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the surrounding trees swayed, and there seemed to be something hidden inside, and the more I thought about it, the more terrifying I felt.

Ye Xiaochuan stiffened his legs and feet and retreated to Letu's side, his eyes always keeping a close eye on the grass and trees around him throughout the process. Letou was still standing in place, not knowing what he was thinking.

When he felt someone tapping him on the shoulder, the godless mung bean's eyes came back to life.

"Hey, I'll tell you something. There, do you see? One of the guys who had come with me died there, and I covered it with a branch. But when I went there again, all I had left was a pool of blood. And the monks before seem to ...... Ran out!"

Ye Xiaochuan's expression was indifferent when he recounted this incident, his voice was steady, and his speed of speech was moderate. Only the last three words are shouted. He shouted as he accelerated, and by the time he finished shouting, the man was already ten meters away.

Letu looked at Ye Xiaochuan's back as he gradually moved away, but after reminiscing, he screamed and jumped up, and he didn't seem to notice the injuries on his body. The ghost cried wolf and chased after him, the speed was extremely fast, and there was a faint tendency to overtake Ye Xiaochuan.

If the people in the town saw this scene, they probably couldn't help but smash their mouths and say, "Eating well is different, you can get wind under your feet if you're so fat!"

On the spacious and flat road, in a luxuriously decorated carriage, a beautiful little girl snuggled up to a red-faced old man, shaking his arm coquettishly, "Grandpa Ma, just tell me......!

"Little master, this matter is very important, the old slave needs to ask the master for ...... first," the red-faced old man explained earnestly.

It's a pity that the little girl didn't care about these at all, and after several attempts to no avail, she sat opposite with her lips pouting, her eyes full of resentment, and her mouth was broken, "Dead old man, stinky slave ......"

At sunset, the carriage swept up the smoke and drove into the distance, and the shadow was stretched very long.

The lights in the Erlong Hall were brilliant, Li Ye was full of smiles, beckoning the second master of Long to take a seat, and the green-shirted swordsman stood at the bottom and echoed with flattery. Second Master Long glanced at the shadow on the ground, and did not refuse, he walked straight up and sat down steadily.

Whether it was the crown prince Li Ye or the green-shirted swordsman, their eyes were burning when they looked at the shadow of Second Master Long, but they were also mixed with deep awe.

In the sea of fog, strange peaks stand.

The huge peaks here stretch out, the mountains are majestic, and from a distance, it looks like a giant dragon about to take off.

At the head of the dragon in one of the stout mountains there is a rather handsome mountain with a dojo built on it. At this moment, on a large smoky hall in the center of the dojo, a group of men and women with beautiful faces sat with their eyes closed, as if they were cultivating and enlightening something.

In the clouds and mist, the handsome beauty sat quietly and asked for directions.

Directly in front of them was an old Taoist wearing a lotus crown and looking like a fairy wind and bones. is also calmly meditating with his eyes closed and cross-legged, one is rough and clumsy, and the other is natural. When you cast your gaze at the old man, there will be no waves in your eyes, as natural as seeing a stone on the ground.

In such a realm, naturally only those who have seen through the red dust and know life and death can comprehend it.

"...... the"

The originally quiet and peaceful atmosphere disappeared in an instant, and the young disciples glared indignantly to find the culprit. It was only when everyone's eyes finally fixed on the face of the old man in front of them that the noisy crowd fell silent.

The kind-eyed old man asked with a kind expression, "What did anyone hear?"

"I ......" Only two disciples spoke truthfully.

"Very good, you two don't have to meditate, go and sweep all the steps in the back mountain! I can't calm down, what else can I talk about?" The old man's expression changed suddenly, and he looked solemn and high, like an immortal who does not eat fireworks in the world.

The two unlucky bastards naturally didn't dare to disobey, and bowed to the old man with a sad face, and then went out of the temple gate and went straight to the back mountain. The others were silent and honestly continued to meditate with their eyes closed.