The old man personally took this domineering Venerable to the West Garden, but he was thinking about the two black-clothed people beside the Venerable.

Those two people were hiding in the dark, and even he didn't notice the slightest breath, which showed that their cultivation must be much higher than him.

The subordinates around him are all so powerful, so how strong is this Venerable himself?

The old man didn't dare to think about it, he was very glad that this person was the master of painting Yuqiong, and he attached great importance to painting Yuqiong. Qiong'er was blessed by misfortune, and worshipping such a master is really a blessing for eight lifetimes.

"Honor, this is Xiyuan."

After a while, the old man walked straight into a garden, stopped, opened the door, and said to the priest behind him: "I bother you to put Qiong'er on the bed." ”

Sai Ye walked straight in and put the painting Yu Qiong in his arms on the bed.

Can......

Huayu Qiong's yin yin was already asleep, but the movements on her hands and feet still did not let go, and the whole person was on the body of the sacrifice night, and she couldn't shake it off.

The calamities and calamities on the side looked at each other, and they all saw a knowing smile in each other's eyes.

Xin Han's eyes were slightly cold, and displeasure rose in his heart.

This man has a good background, he has a demonic appearance that is enough to take people's souls, and his momentum is very terrifying, how could such a person come to the Red Moon Continent? And why do you want to be Arjun's master?

Even though Arjun can already cultivate again, her current strength is far less than that of her childhood when she was a child.

So, is it just fun for him to be Arjun's master, or is there some other intention?

Xin Hanhan's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he thought of the time when he looked at this Venerable before.

What kind of eyes are they?

It was as black as obsidian and as deep as an abyss. It gives people a sense of alienation that is ruthless and desireless, unintentional and unwanted, but involuntarily wants to see the dark pupil, can't move his eyes, and is willing to be swept into it by the whirlpool-like eyes, and be captured by the deepest killing intent at the bottom of the eyes!

The old man smiled awkwardly, stepped forward silently, stretched out his hand and grabbed Hua Yuqiong's hand, his face was full of smiles, but his palm made a dark effort, and broke Hua Yuqiong's two hands.

Just as she was about to remove Hua Yuqiong's feet, her hands were clutched together.

The old man stared at him secretly, blew his beard unbelievingly, and raised his hand to break Hua Yuqiong's hand.

But soon, her hands were clenched tightly again.

Xin Han's hands hanging down at his side slowly clenched, and he kept comforting himself in his heart, it was just a subconscious move of Hua Yuqiong after she was drunk, and she herself didn't know anything.

At this moment, the old man couldn't wait to grab Hua Yuqiong with one hand, kick this Venerable, and pull Hua Yuqiong down fiercely.

But the two people in front of him, one is his only granddaughter, and the other is a powerful Venerable with profound strength. Of the two, one of them couldn't move, and the other didn't dare to move.

The old man had a bitter face, and looked at the painting Yuqiong with a very embarrassed face, and he had already scratched the wrinkled hand of the night robe.

Alas, it's troublesome.

What's the matter?

The old man on the side looked embarrassed, poked at the disaster, and gave him a look.

As soon as he received the calamity's eyes, he immediately smiled knowingly, raised his eyebrows at the calamity, glanced at the old man, and walked towards him.