On the official road in the distance, there were two figures, one large and one small.

The old man was extremely elongated, wearing a blue rune bat pattern suit, with a rhino horn belt around his waist, only a white jade pendant, and a white coat, with a unique feature on his face, two furry, snow-white thick eyebrows.

But his face was still purple red, and he looked radiant.

He was holding a little girl in his hand, about four or five years old, with a pair of watery eyes on her red face, like a porcelain doll.

The old man's amiable face was full of kindness, smiling, eyes were crowded together, and two furry snow-white eyebrows were particularly conspicuous.

"Little ancestor, I have said that you don't worry, the two flying swords of the old slave, don't look at it as thin as a hair, but it is the treasure of the heart, although it is only gathered in the sleeve on weekdays, but there is a loud name, called the green dragon in the sleeve, which is made of two Jiaolong who have eaten the qi of the true dragon and survived at least three tribulations of the dragon and the nine tribulations of the dragon, and it is made of bone peeling and refining, and it is necessary to feed the essence and blood of monks or demon beasts every day, which is very spiritual."

When the little girl saw her brother, she began to wave from afar, wanting to get away from the old man and run alone.

The old man grabbed the little girl and said with a smile: "Miss, don't worry, don't worry...... With the green dragon in the sleeve of the old slave, nothing will happen, not to mention that it is close in front of you, it is a distance of eight hundred miles, and they can also go back and forth in an instant. ”

The little boy got up, jumped high, slapped Wu Fan away, rushed up and stepped on his feet.

He looked around and said with a smile: "I said that when the dog slave comes, I will definitely teach you a good lesson." ”

After speaking, his face changed, and he took a hard spit, except for the half-crippled person who stepped on his feet, only two women remained.

The most important one, Zheng Dadao, was not in front of him at all.

Fang Yan looked up, the catkins had stopped, and when he looked again, there were two small needles as thin as hairs around the little boy.

The old man and the little girl approached, and the little girl broke free from the old man's hand, ran to the little boy, and grabbed him and called out to his brother with a grin.

The little boy waved his hand heroically and said, "Don't speak, disturb my high spirits, and show up in front of people!" ”

The little girl ignored it, pulled him and asked, "Brother, brother, where is the rhubarb?" What about rhubarb? Call Rhubarb out to play with me, okay? I'm going to ride a big horse! ”

The little boy said viciously: "Rhubarb is dead, he was beaten to death last night!" ”

The little girl's face was pale, her lips trembled, and she muttered repeatedly: "You deceive people, you deceive people......"

The old man hurriedly came up to coax him, and said cautiously: "Little ancestor, hey~!" Don't cry, the old slave will die of distress, rhubarb can't die, take it back to repair it, change the beast soul, it's just as alive and ......"

The old man glanced at the people around him with contempt, and said coldly: "Who killed the rhubarb?" ”

The little boy looked around, knowing that Zheng Dadao couldn't be too far away, and shouted loudly, "Shit egg surnamed Zheng, you come out for me!" Didn't you scold me for being a wild seed? And said that you want to discipline me for my father and mother, it's up to you? Now that my dog slave is here, you compare with him first, and then talk about reasoning with my father and mother after winning him, do you dare to come out!! ”

The little girl didn't care that her brother was hoarsely trying to save her dignity, and when she heard that she could still see the rhubarb, she immediately burst into tears and laughed, and pulled the old man and asked, "Really?"

The old man nodded and said with a smile: "Naturally, it's true." ”

The little girl burst into tears and laughed, the old man looked extremely happy, paced slowly, waved his hand to himself, and said with a smile: "Young master, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I can find you, see that you are safe, the old slave will rest assured, the rest of us will take our time, first deal with a few small shrimps in front of you, and then say, the old slave has told you many times, sometimes you can't be anxious, everything must be done slowly, our holy sect has a great cause, and the future will depend on you to inherit it~!" ”

The little boy rushed forward angrily and kicked him twice, and said viciously: "That person bullied me, and dared to beat me, if you don't kill him, I am unhappy, I will definitely form a knot in the future, and the road will be difficult to achieve!" ”

The old man let the little boy kick him, as if he didn't notice it, smiled at Wu Fan, a disciple of the Donghua Sect who was lying on the ground, and the woman who had lost the ability to think and was half lying on the ground in a daze, and hooked his fingers.

Two hair-thin flying swords pierced through the skulls of the two, sucking out the essence and blood all over their bodies, and there were immediately two piles of ashes on the ground.

The old man looked at Fang Yan, smiled at Fang Yan, and was about to hook his fingers.

The little boy waved his hand to stop it, his gloomy little face was full of fierceness, and he looked at Fang Yan and said: "Bring this back and mate with rhubarb, but it is rare to have two true dragon breaths~!" ”

The little boy stared playfully at the dialect.

"Do you really think that a fish will buy this young master? Do you really think that this young master doesn't know that you are a snake demon? Hehe~! The earthy smell all over my body, not to mention how pungent it is! But...... There are a lot of adventures on the body, and it is the breath of a true dragon, and it is the breath of the royal dragon vein, it seems that it is not simple?!! ”

The old man chuckled, he liked such a young master very much.

The little girl pursed her lips and muttered, "My brother's dog nose is really smart, even more than my treasure hunting mouse!" No wonder I can't rob him when I usually grab the baby~! ”

Fang Yan took a step back, bowed her waist, drew her sword, she tightened the sword in her hand, and said secretly in her heart: There is only one chance.

Block one of the old man's attacks with the Dou Xing Xing, then take the little boy hostage and flee from the place.

She also thought about whether to wait for Zheng Dadao to come back, but according to the current situation, Zheng Dadao saw that the situation was not good, and it was more likely that he would escape.

When the old man saw Fang Yan draw his sword, he didn't care, and with a flick of his fingers, the two green dragons in his sleeves as thin as hairs immediately flew into the distance.

"Young master, you practice your hands first, and the old slave will help you find the shit egg surnamed Zheng, and help you teach him a lesson......"

The old man, with snow-white eyebrows, suddenly looked down blankly, with a look of pain and bewilderment.

A flying sword passed through his heart.

A man in his thirties, wearing an ice blue shirt with narrow sleeves, embroidered with royal blue silk thread on the placket and cuffs, and indigo trousers tied in brocade boots, looked outstanding, but in fact, the inside of the clothes was full of patches, carrying a sword scabbard, and was slowly coming.

The flying sword seemed to have spirituality, penetrated the old man's body, flew in a circle in the air, and returned to his hand.

Put away the sword, put it into the sheath, and the clouds flow smoothly, which is indescribably chic and comfortable.

He walked up to the old man, stood face to face, took off his hat, patted the other party's shoulder, and said with a smile: "I heard, you want to teach me a lesson?" ”

The old man was incredulous, he wanted to raise his hand, but he couldn't lift it, and muttered: "Zheng, Zheng......"

Zheng Dadao smiled: "It's me, Zheng Dadao!" ”

Zheng Dadao remarked: "A master of the fitting period, even if he is only one step away from the Mahayana period of the real human realm that many people can meet, but he is subservient to people, and it is really ...... to be like you."

Speaking of this, Zheng Dadao smiled, "Oh, I almost forgot, you're not human." ”