was so underestimated by Tang Hanqing, Yu Renguang's nose was almost crooked. No matter what, he and He Yanxiao are the same subtlety, how can they be treated differently?

But the female corpse showed her face, and another black-faced strong man who was drawing bones and sucking blood, probably instinctively protecting his wife, had aimed the weapon like a hollow needle with a thick tail and a thin front in the palm of his hand aimed at Yu Renguang.

At this time, no matter how much you want to divide the spoils, you have to fight the two walking corpses, a man and a woman, first.

But He Yanxiao didn't pay much attention to the information in Tang Hanqing's mouth, and went to help Yu Renguang deal with these two corpse monsters, but instead suddenly swung his knife and slashed at Old Man Huang.

This advance and retreat seems to be quite strange. The shriveled old man's face was blue and white for a while, and he wanted to be tempted by He Yanxiao's knife, but under the deterrence of the white feather tiger bamboo, he unconsciously walked ghostly and drifted away to the side and back.

"What is this doing? Do you want to kill people and take things for the sake of spiritual land? ”

"You can easily dodge my seventy percent of my sword, Inspiration?"

Changing his tone and no longer calling the old man politely, He Yan pinched his chin with a smile and looked at Old Man Huang thoughtfully: "I just thought you had some problems and wanted to give it a try." Now look, you have at least the cultivation of the subtle realm, why do you want to pretend to be an old man in the open pulse realm? ”

"Just for this?!"

Old Man Huang's face softened, and he said, "The young man misunderstood. Huang Yangmen has long been in decline, and he is not interested in stirring up the wind and rain. The little old man retreated to the mountains, it was not a fault at all, right? ”

"If you really give you some sunshine, you will be brilliant."

He Yanxiao said with a cold face: "Don't you think that your rhetoric contradicts you when you first met us?" ”

"Where is the contradiction?"

In fact, He Yanxiao never gave up his suspicion of Huang Yangmen at the beginning of his freshmanship, but he didn't expect that there was a problem with the old man. But since Lu Mi porcelain has mentioned it, Tang Hanqing is like a living dead and speaks with a very wooden look, as if his speech is unfavorable.

He Yanxiao saw Tang Hanqing's dead parents again, turning into puppets like the walking dead, and naturally couldn't help but have some associations.

There are not many people in this Huang Yang Sect who have the right to speak, the most powerful is the old man Huang who opens the pulse spirit machine section, and the other dozen or so ordinary disciples are generally at the level of opening the pulse and quenching the body, He Yanxiao does not question the position of the old man Huang It is a strange thing!

Moreover, even this wooden child knows how to scream a few times when he sees his parents. You, an elder, saw this situation, but you didn't react to the tragic situation of your daughter and son-in-law at all? ”

"Alas...... I wanted to play a little more. This obscure kid is really boring! ”

Old man Huang just wanted to touch Tang Hanqing again, but he couldn't help but give birth to a thunderbolt under the feet of Lu Mi porcelain, which instantly shook him back.

And the shriveled skin on Old Man Huang's face actually fell off all of a sudden, as if he had been peeled, showing the true appearance of a fierce beast hiding inside.

"Painted skin? Are you a demon or a ghost? ”

"Giggles, of course it's people."

The person who was stripped from Old Man Huang's skin was actually thinner than Old Man Huang, standing in place like a bamboo pole. The shriveled cheeks set off the person like a living skeleton, and it is particularly penetrating when you look at it.

And I hate others the most, "clucking", making it look like some kind of villain has invaded, He Yan smiled and frowned, and said on guard: "You guy, not only subtle." ”

"Otherwise, how could you scare away the surname Yu before?"

The thin bamboo pole said gracefully: "I think Lao Sun is also more and more timid, and he can't even hold a kid like you." ”

"Old grandson?"

The speaker has a heart, and the listener has an intention. He Yanxiao said with a wit: "It turns out that you are also a member of the Pure Lotus Sendai?" ”

"It's good to know."

He Yan smiled and asked, "Then how can you be sure that I will definitely come here?" ”

"This is not specifically targeted, I just do it, I have been practicing here for half a year, and I am about to complete it. If you don't come, just come. When you come, you eat it in one bite. Why not do a profitable deal? ”

The thin bamboo pole sneered and said, "Old Sun Zhan looks forward and backward, but he can't control me to eat you." ”

"Eat alone...... You're a pretty no-brainer. ”

"Hey, Lao Tzu Jianghu people sent the nickname Yan Guo plucked his feathers and changed his name to Qian Bu Poor, and I will let you see it today."

If this person is really Sun Weiyu's colleague, he shouldn't know what level Lumi porcelain is.

Dare to be so crazy in this situation, is it possible to rely on something?

And money is not poor, from the nickname to the name, all show their greed for wealth.

But he and Sun Weiyu like to be cautious and tentative, and they plan in detail, and they like a "simple" fishing method.

I didn't expect to really catch He Yanxiao.

It's also his luck......

However, He Yan smiled without panic.

Although, Tang Hanqing, a young man who was still asking him for help just now, suddenly threw a hot hand at him, and punched He Yanxiao in the chest and threw him flying a few steps back.

"You say, do I need to be afraid of you?"

A hollow sound came out of the mouth of the young man of Mu Ne, who had obviously been manipulated by Qian Buqiu.

No wonder Tang Hanqing looked down on Yu Renguang just now, it turned out that there were several refining corpses. What is the smile...... He Yanxiao also looked down on a mere Yu Renguang, the money was not poor and it was purely troublesome, he was simply playing with a fool.

Fortunately, He Yanxiao had already taken precautions, and with the tenacious protection of Snow Silk changing to "+5", he took this blow without danger, pretending to cover his chest and asking: "You can be used as a few kinds of mystics alone, and you really don't have to be afraid of me." So the spiritual land you said is also fake? ”

"I originally wanted it to be used as bait, save a little trouble, and then find a chance to kill it. Who would have thought that you and Yu Renguang came on the same day, and now they can only retreat and attack you to hurt you......"

Seeing that He Yanxiao took a solid palm, Qian Bu was not poor and his heart was settled, and he said greedily: "Lingtu didn't lie to you, otherwise what do you think I am doing in the tomb for half a year?" But...... Lao Sun didn't mention it, what does your Sanyuan Palace have to do with the spiritual land? Could it be that the nosy high woman gave you some treasure? ”

"So, it's in the grave."

Suddenly opened up and looked at the tomb of Huangyangmen, He Yanxiao became lively without saying a word, and with a backhand knife with Yu Renguang, he first refined the corpse of the invisible woman, and the front knife and the back sword came to a heart-piercing cold.

These two corpses are at best at the level of spiritual ability, even if the money is not poor and uses half a year to refine more abilities, compared to normal masters of subtlety, it is inevitable that they will still be a little worse.

However, this money is not poor and indifferent to the damage to a refining corpse, but he salivates at the white-feathered tiger bamboo in He Yanxiao's hand: "Lao Sun is really not authentic, such a good knife, he actually wants to swallow it alone." I'm smart because of the old money, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to drink the soup? ”

“……”

He Yanxiao was stunned, thinking that this person could really talk to himself.

As a result, at the moment when the female refining corpse was cut in half by the sword, the voice of the old man who made He Yanxiao feel a little familiar suddenly came out of the open grave, and he was sad and sad, and he was moved by the "father and son" of the Tang family.

"That's old man Huang......"

"Papa" clapped his palms, as if praising He Yanxiao's judgment, Qian Buqi said smugly.

"I've always been benevolent and like to keep my work neat."