Feeling the familiar aura on the white-haired old man, Du Xin'er thought for a while, and then said: You are the one who followed Zhao Xuan that day, just released his breath, and didn't dare to show his head?

The white-haired old man smiled awkwardly and admitted his identity, and it was the old man who had spoken to the emperor that day. "I said, how could a dignified princess of the Han Dynasty run to such a poor and remote place, it turns out that the royal family has other plans here. Yu Lao laughed and didn't dwell on this issue, "Little girl, for this little beast, we have been planning for a long time, and today we see that we are about to get it, but we are cut off by you, girl, for the sake of our old share, you give it to me, and the old man must be grateful."

The middle-aged uncle next to Mu Zitian, who didn't know where to get a pot of wine, leaned on the tree next to him, and said with a disdainful look in a cynical tone. When the young man heard this, he looked the middle-aged man up and down seriously, could it be that I was blind, this is still a hidden master? The young man thought to himself, his face was replaced with a smile that he thought was very cute, and gradually walked towards the middle-aged man, the uncle looked at the young man walking towards him, and was terrified: What are you going to do, let me tell you, Lao Tzu would rather die than give in...

As if he didn't hear it, the young man walked to the middle-aged man's side, smiled slightly, and then pointed to the sky, signaling to watch the excitement together, and when he saw the middle-aged man looking at the sky, the young man turned his head suddenly, his left hand into a fist, and in the stunned middle-aged man, a punch hit the middle-aged man's head, the latter held his head, and rolled on the ground with a roar, causing the people around him to laugh. Mu Zitian saw that the middle-aged man fell to the ground without the slightest reaction, and was slightly disappointed, grabbed the middle-aged man who was rolling on the ground, and gave another punch in the latter's cursing while covering his head, and glanced at the sloppy middle-aged man who was squatting on the ground and pouting, covering his head with his hands and no longer speaking, the young man finally got quiet, hum, the pig's nose was stuck with green onions, and it was pretended to be in front of the young master...

At this time, the aggrieved middle-aged uncle who was squatting on the ground cursed silently in his heart: It's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, if it weren't for some stubble during cultivation, how could he be beaten by a little ghost, dare to hit Lao Tzu's head, wait for you to fall into my hands...

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Du Xin'er heard Yu Lao's words, but before she could answer, one of the six burly men came out of the crowd, and his voice was rough: Old man, why did you give it to you, this little beast, but our people from Xuelao Mountain discovered it first.

When the crowd below heard this, they gasped, and the people of Xue Laofeng were all involved, and now they can watch the show. Among them, the sharp-eyed person recognized this burly man, he was Xue Kui, the master of the six peaks of Xue Lao Mountain, and the yew woman who followed him was Zi Ling, the master of the five peaks of Xue Lao Peak" "I heard that they are all talismans, and they are already in the psychic realm" "This little girl is in trouble" "It seems that the spirit beast is from Xue Lao Mountain" Everyone regretted it. "Don't say that, a thin man who recognized Xue Kui before continued, "Don't you see those two sword-bearers next to them? Everyone's hearts trembled, two of the seven major forces have come out, and it seems that this matter is not so simple.

Yu Lao's words were interrupted by Xue Kui, his face was gloomy, he turned his head and stared at the latter and said gloomily: Didn't the peak master of your Xue Lao Peak teach you to respect the old man when you come out?

When Xue Kui heard this, his eyes froze, and he slowly pulled out a blood-colored spear from his back body, the body of the spear was glowing with a cold glow, and slowly flew in front of Yu Lao, and said fiercely: Old man, when the gun is pierced, you will know how I respect the old man in Xue Laoshan. At this time, Zi Ling on the side grabbed the latter's arm, looked at Yu Chen, whose face remained unchanged, and smiled slightly: I didn't expect even Yu Lao to come, it seems that Emperor Han attaches great importance to this matter, Xue Kui is anxious, don't be like her.

Xue Kui, who was originally unhappy behind him, was stunned, it turned out that this old man was from the Han Dynasty, and when he saw the sharp eyes handed by Zi Ling in front of him, he stopped talking, but he couldn't delay the business because of this little thing. Yuchen heard that someone was playing in the round, so he didn't continue to attack, and said to a man and a woman who didn't say a word to the side, carrying an unsheathed sword: Presumably the two of them are the people of the Sword Pavilion. The two hurriedly returned the salute, and one of the men said: I have heard the name of the elder Yu of the Han Dynasty for a long time, and when I saw it recently, it really deserves its name, Shen Qianxun, the second-generation disciple of the younger generation of the Sword Pavilion, this is my little junior sister Shangguan Luo Zhen, this time I came, just on the order of the family teacher, to take the little junior sister to practice, for this matter, my Sword Pavilion will not force it. Yu Chen looked at the beautiful sword-bearer girl on the side, and nodded: "This grade has been cultivated to the Tongtu realm, and it seems that there is a successor to the Sword Pavilion." The girl smiled implicitly and did not talk. Yu Chen turned his gaze to the last of the six people in a black robe, with a cloak on his face, and said: I don't know who this is? A hoarse voice came from the black robe: Alone. And when he had said this, he said no more.

Mu Zitian kept staring at the sky until his neck was sore, and he didn't see any movement from everyone, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was worried about Du Xin'er's safety, and he was also happy to see this kind of scene, and the middle-aged uncle next to him stood up at some point, kept a few steps away from the young man, covered his head with his hand and said: Don't you fight, don't you walk, float in the sky, aren't you tired? When the young man heard this, he kicked over: You know a fart, the master must be in the sky, so as to highlight his temperament and demeanor, you see, how handsome and coquettish. If it's me, I don't know how many little girls are dizzy. The middle-aged man thought to himself while holding his head: What this little ghost said is not unreasonable, no wonder Lao Tzu has always been single, it seems that he will have to fly when he walks in the future。。。。。。

Above the sky. Seeing this, Yuchen didn't ask much, looked around and said: This little beast, we have been staring at it for a long time, I hope you can do a favor, and when the time comes, my Han Dynasty will definitely prepare a generous gift to thank you. Seeing the two of them in the Sword Pavilion and the black-robed man take a few steps back. Yu Lao turned his gaze to Xue Lao Mountain again.

Zi Ling's face was embarrassed: It's not that we don't give Yu Lao face, this time our mountain lord gave an order to bring it back. We won't be able to account for that time. Just as Yuchen and Xue Laoshan were arguing, a pleasant voice floated in: Hey, if it's okay, I'll leave first.

Du Xin'er was very depressed, floating here for a long time and not being ignored, thinking that this time she had been out for a long time, Xiaotian must have been in a hurry, so she said something out of politeness, turned her head and prepared to leave.

Before Yuchen could speak, Xue Kui on the side floated in front of Du Xin'er, slowly stopped, held a spear in his hand, stared at the latter's unusually beautiful face and said: If you want to go, you can leave that little guy behind.

Du Xin'er glanced at the fleshy little beast, raised her head to stare at Xue Kui's gaze, and said seriously: What if I didn't? Xue Kui smiled lewdly, raised a spear in his right hand, and pointed at the latter's eyebrows: Then don't blame me for destroying flowers with spicy hands.

Du Xin'er looked at the latter, and smiled helplessly: If you want to fight, then fight, why are you talking so nonsense, as soon as the words fell, a light and shadow instantly arrived in front of Xue Kui, and his left palm formed a fist and hammered down on Xue Kui's face.

Everyone was shocked by this, especially Xue Kui, who had just been ridiculed, just had nowhere to get out of the fire in his belly, and was punched away by the girl, his face was hideous, he endured the discomfort in his chest, and with a move in his left hand, the spear flew in front of him, and with the change of gestures, the blood-red spear drove the vitality of heaven and earth, like a fire dragon flying towards the girl.