"Wang Yao, do you really want to leave?"

Li Lingruo had just left, and Wang Yao was also leaving, so Uncle Li was inevitably stunned.

Wang Yao's eyes turned red: "Uncle Li, for so many years, I have been taken care of by you a lot, I don't know when I will see you again, if you are fortunate enough to develop in the future, I will definitely take you out to enjoy happiness." ”

"Hey! That's it, a good man has ambitions in all directions, if you want to go, go there! ”

Wang Yao bowed his head slightly and bowed respectfully to Uncle Li.

Uncle Li didn't know about Tiger Hill, so it was okay that there was no need to add danger and trouble to him.

Reed flowers are shallow water, chickens and ducks are everywhere, Wang Yao has a hunch that this village, where he has stayed for three years, may never come back in the future.

Wang Yao was about to leave, but he heard a shout from afar: "Childe! Don't leave me! ”

Wang Yao turned his head and saw Zhou Lao rushing out of the house, limping, and the injuries on his body were not yet neat.

Wang Yao hurriedly greeted him: "Old Zhou, my road in the future will be full of difficulties and dangers, you are still injured, why is this so painful, go back and rest!" ”

"Humph! No way! I still want to find a reincarnated fairy, how can I stop there? Fourth son, don't you think I'm holding you back? ”

"Zhou Lao has helped me a lot, even in prison, he has prepared a lot of spells for me, and his strength is outstanding, how dare you think that you are holding back? Just worried about ......"

Hearing what Wang Yao said, Zhou Lao was overjoyed: "It's just that the fourth prince needs my protection, and I will follow you!" ”

Wang Yao shook his head and could only follow him.

Two people and one tiger, on the road.

A few miles to the north, the ruins of the southern city reappeared in front of them.

Although the atmosphere of yesterday's war has not completely dissipated, it is full of devastation.

However, since each city has a shelter cave similar to that of Zhishu, most mortals survived despite the destruction of the city.

Wang Yao looked in the direction of Zhizhou Mansion and said in his heart: "I don't know what happened to Yu Zhehao." ”

Retracting his gaze to the city gate, the city gate at this time was just a pile of rubble piled together, not called a "city gate" at all, but for some reason, there were many people around.

"Let's go! Check it out! ”

Xiaohu was so lively, walking in the front, walking towards the crowd with his tail up.

Many white-robed immortals were also among them, and Wang Yao saw that they were doing their own things and were not interested in themselves, so he simply became bold and squeezed into the crowd.

"Good! Good! ”

"The immortals of the Tianlan Sect have immeasurable merits, and we and the grass people are grateful!"

The crowd was noisy, and the onlookers applauded loudly, which caused Wang Yao to be a little curious.

Squeezed into the crowd, only to find that the immortals were performing immortal magic one by one, surrounded by soft clouds, pieces of broken stone condensed out of thin air, and the collapsed city tower returned to its original state after a while.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yaoxin said: "No wonder the townspeople applauded, it turned out that they had gone down to help mortals restore the town." ”

"Hey, that's not right."

Wang Yao frowned and said softly, "Aren't immortals focusing on cultivating themselves and ignoring the mortal world? How did you come to help mortals restore the city? ”

"Brother Yao, you don't understand this, immortals are not all bad people, for example, the ancestor of the Tianlan Sect who was saved by my mother is a good person who knows how to repay his kindness, and he wants to add an official to my mother!"

Xiaohu said proudly.

Old Zhou leaned over: "Young master, don't listen to this stupid tiger's nonsense, immortals also have something to ask for mortals, so they will care more or less about mortals." ”

"Hey! You bad old man, if you talk about me like this again, don't blame the tiger master for bullying the weak! Xiaohu was dissatisfied.

"Hmph, a little tiger who hasn't grown all his hair, why can't he do it, the first place in the poor mouth, and dare to call himself a master?" Old Zhou laughed angrily and blew his beard vigorously.

"My ancestors have inherited their memories, if you really want to count it, it must have a history of nearly 1,000 years, how old will you live?"

"Hey! See if I don't clean you up......"

One person and one tiger made a fuss, but everyone looked at the immortals in unison, ignoring these two living treasures.

I saw the immortals gather together, after repairing the city gate, an immortal took out a notice and posted it on the city gate, the words on the notice are like clouds and ink, smart and elegant, as if there is true qi contained in it.

Wang Yao pulled them away: "Don't make any noise! Look at the notice! ”

Xiaohu was illiterate, so he could only beg Wang Yao: "Quick, Brother Yao read it to me, what words are written on it?" ”

"I have inherited my memory, but I still can't read, and there is really no cure." Zhou Lao pouted.

Xiaohu said: "You deliberately found fault, didn't you?" My ancestors were all tigers, what's wrong with not being literate? ”

"I don't read much, I deserve to have not cultivated into a big demon for so many generations."

"What about you being literate? Watch me eat you in one bite! ”

Xiaohu opened his mouth and pounced, and Zhou Lao did not show weakness, and put a charm on Xiaohu's face.

"Taste my Tiger Fuhu Talisman!"

Wang Yao grabbed it with his big hand and separated the scuffling man and tiger: "Okay, don't make trouble!" ”

Wang Yao said in a low voice: "I'm afraid we're in trouble." ”

"Wanted?"

Zhou Lao glanced at the big characters on the list, his eyes shrank, and he whispered: "Childe, could it be you?" ”

"How could it be me?"

Wang Yao's face was full of incredulity: "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!" ”

"It says this man is a hunter."

"There are so many hunters, who knows which one they are talking about?"

"It also says that this person has a seven-star sword."

Wang Yao collected the storage ring: "The Seven Star Pavilion doesn't have a Seven Star Sword, who knows which one he is talking about." ”

"It also said that this person cultivated demons and killed Bai Duanen and Jiang Xiye."

"Who knows who did it, it's not me anyway."

"But there's a picture of you on it."

"You call this a portrait? The thief's eyebrows are full of pockmarks, do you look like me? Wang Yao looked innocent.

Xiaohu suddenly enlightened: "I know why the painting doesn't look like you!" Because everyone who saw your face was killed, they could only scribble, but no matter what, they were looking for you! ”

"Huh? What's wrong? What do you want me to do? ”

Seeing that the people around him looked at him, Xiaohu was a little confused.

It was not loud or small, and the surrounding immortals all looked back at Wang Yao, and then looked at the portrait on the wanted notice, and the suspicion on their faces became more and more intense.

"Oh no, did I say the wrong thing." Xiaohu looked at Wang Yao in astonishment.

It was greeted by Wang Yao's gloomy gaze: "What do you say?" ”

Seeing Wang Yao's gaze, Xiaohu trembled all over his body - he couldn't hide his eyes if he wanted to kill a tiger.

Seeing those immortals coming forward, Wang Yao secretly said to Zhou Lao: "You go to Shifang City further north first, and wait for me there." ”

Zhou Lao didn't expect things to be like this, but he nodded blankly, wondering if he listened.

The immortals were about to walk in front of him, and Wang Yao suddenly pointed to the sky: "Look! There's a flying saucer! Everyone subconsciously turned around, still thinking about what a flying saucer was.

When I turned around again, I saw that Wang Yao had run wildly, and he disappeared all of a sudden.

The immortals looked at each other: "Chase!" ”

followed Wang Yao closely.