"It's coming, it's coming, what are you shouting? What about the soul? You're so old, why can't you learn to be more stable? Don't you know that the big guys are going to be the last to appear in the finale? If this Taoist master comes out too early, won't he be looked down upon? ”

A very impatient voice came from afar, and then, a tall and thin figure suddenly came into view.

"Master? Is that you? Master......! ”

With a 'poof', Ning Yuru suddenly knelt on her knees, and looked at the old man who came from afar with tears and surprise in her eyes.

My heart pounded, and I looked closely.

That's right, I have an impression of this old man's face, I attended his funeral a few years ago, and there was a large black and white picture of him in front of the coffin.

When I stepped forward to offer my condolences, I once saw the old man in the photo slowly rolling his eyes to look at me, and I was frightened and felt hallucinated, but now it seems that ......?

It wasn't a hallucination, it was a signal from him that he wasn't dead yet.

The person who came was Ning Yuru's master, Gong Zhong's senior brother, and Mr. Liu, whom I had mourned back then (for details of this matter, see Chapter 5 of this book, Xiaotang).

Mr. Liu was wearing a robe and a horse coat and a pair of cloth shoes, which looked very much like an old talent in the early years.

Hey, maybe he really has a talent and fame?

But he has a mouthful of this Taoist master, this temperament has a fight with donkey Taoist friends, donkey Taoist friends have a mouthful of this master, okay, Mr. Liu is here to be a Taoist master? Could it be that it is passed down from one line to the next?

The old gentleman looked at the slow walking, but only took two steps, and was already in front of me and Ning Yuru.

This is a great ability to shrink the ground into inches, and if it is more clever than this, it is the legendary teleportation, right?

I carry the position of Yang Jian Patrol and the title of the master of the Fang Inner Pavilion on my back, of course, I can't kneel down to greet me like Ning Yuru, but from the perspective of Gong Zhong, this is my master uncle, and I can't be disrespectful.

In the state of a wooden puppet, I bowed deeply and said, "Jiang Du has seen the master uncle." ”

"Okay, good, don't be polite. …… Xiaoru, your vision is not bad, Senior Brother Gong has been praising him, saying that he has prepared a thousand ways to clean up his legs, but he has been good to you for several years, and now in this fancy world, such a good man is rare, don't miss it. ”

The old man in the robe and coat motioned for Ning Yuru to get up, and opened his mouth to say this.

I secretly smiled bitterly.

Sure enough, the old man didn't feel good when Gong Zhong died, just waiting for me to explode the hammer after provoking the peach blossoms outside, but fortunately I didn't foul.

"Master! Woo woo, the sky has eyes, you are still alive! That's great! ”

Ning Yuru wiped her tears, grabbed the old man's hand, pinched the arm, and confirmed that it was a big living person, so she stopped crying and burst into laughter.

Mr. Liu patted Ning Yuru's shoulder to express comfort, and then looked at Mi Luo, who had a solemn face, and made a gesture casually.

We will realize that except for Miyashige who is still nearby, we all retreat backwards again.

What is happening here is what everyone is paying attention to.

The eyes of the righteous path giants were all turned to this side, and Liu Meihe and the cemetery monks both stopped their hands, hovering in the air, looking at this side in disbelief.

With the actions of these big guys, the scattered cultivators who were watching the battle from a distance finally noticed that something was wrong, and for a while, their eyes shot like arrows, and Mi Luo and Mr. Liu became the 'new focus' of the field.

All fighting stopped because of the presence of these two.

Dozens of Mi Luo's masters, including Mo Shidao, all withdrew backwards under Mi Luo's instructions.

The Yin Spirit Imperial Concubine and the Great Candle Dragon stared at Old Mr. Liu and Gong Zhong with deep eyes, undoubtedly pondering their true identities.

"Mi Luo, this Dao Master heard that you want to subdue my nephew Jiang Du, is this really the case?"

Mr. Liu stroked the white beard that he would grow under his chin and pretended to ask.

'How about it, and what if it doesn't?' ”

"If this is true, then you just don't give face to this Daoist, apologize immediately, and lead your shrimp soldiers and crabs to roll as far as they want! If not, then it's a misunderstanding, and you can get out. ”

Old Man Liu's words were shocking.

The righteous giants who listened from afar trembled.

There were more than a dozen tattered and defective immortal gods parked next to the cemetery monk, and he looked at Old Man Liu, trembling the same, could it be that he knew Old Man Liu?

Lang Liuli didn't dare to squeak.

The Dao fluctuations emanating from Mi Luo and Old Man Liu swept the entire battlefield, and to put it mildly, these two are the existence of the ability to suppress Liu Meihe and the cemetery residents.

This kind of breath was hidden at first, so the big guy didn't care too much, and only thought it was a small local contradiction, but at this time the meaning was different.

These two face to face, who dares to say that they are the protagonists? Even Liu Meihe and the cemetery residents had to retreat to the side.

I watched this scene from afar, cheering for the old man from the bottom of my heart.

"Listen to this? How many people in the world dare to talk to the Ghost God Emperor Miluo Great Devil like this? Old Man Liu dared to let him go, what kind of domineering is this? ”

Mo Shidao and other subordinates of Mi Luo collectively changed color.

The Yin Spirit Imperial Concubine couldn't help but scold, but the Great Candle Dragon glanced at her remindingly, and she closed her mouth tightly.

Mi Luo didn't rush to get angry, but asked coldly: "You said so much, report your name, this emperor will see if you are qualified to speak like this?" ”

"Sign up? Why did this Dao Master sign up for you as an immortal obstacle? Come on, come on, look at your ability, this Taoist master has itchy hands, let's try a few tricks!

What do you keep saying about emperors, and see if you have the eyesight to recognize people with the moves of this Dao Master? ”

Old man Liu waved his hand impatiently, as if to repel mosquitoes.

In fact, I really want to ask the master: "Such an arrogant attitude that does not put heaven and earth in your eyes, are you Tamar a rescuer brought by a monkey?" ”

Don't dare to really ask.

If he is crazy, there is nothing else to do, and he will withdraw from the old distance when he doesn't see Gong Zhong?

He can see that in the presence of his senior brother, it is not his turn to show his majesty.

I look at Gong Zhong and seem to be a little unhappy, but there is no way, he really doesn't dare to go up to say hello like Mi Luo.

"Yuru, what kind of sect are we, this casually pops up two peaks to the sky, do you want to be so scary?"

I asked Ning Yuru in a low voice.

The red-eyed girl spread her hands, gave me a blank look, and said, "Who are you going to ask me?" The shock of Shizun's resurrection from the dead has not subsided. Brother Du, am I daydreaming because I miss my master too much? Hurry up and cast a spell to stimulate your soul and see if it hurts? ”

Ning Yuru suddenly said this.

"I can't talk about it these days!"

I turned my head away in exasperation.