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I can't wait for the strange old man who has grown eight legs, and the young man who was caught up after him carried it in his hand like a broken burden.

The strange old man looked at the moving scene in front of him without love, and he couldn't beat himself to death just now.

"Master, it's been caught."

Qingfeng walked in front of Lin Xining with the strange old man, threw the strange old man to the ground at will, and then naturally walked behind Lin Xining, and held all the floating boxes in his arms again.

The strange old man was thrown to the ground by the green pig, and he was stunned for a moment at first.

Then he suddenly reacted, and just when he wanted to escape, for some reason, the picture of Lin Xining looking at him indifferently suddenly appeared in his mind.

The strange old man trembled in his heart, but he didn't dare to run, and with a 'eh' sound, he sat on the ground with self-abandonment.

Lin Xining sneered when he saw the old man like this.

"You're a demon cultivator. Which sect? ”

Lin Xining's plain words were like thunder after spring in the ears of the strange old man, and the strange old man didn't know how to answer.

Lin Xining saw that the old man didn't answer his words, and the corners of his eyebrows raised.

"That's a hard question to answer?"

As soon as these words fell, the strange old man knew that he couldn't hide, so he hurriedly waved his hand.

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult, this ..... Young Master, the old decay is an ordinary monk of the Soul Devouring Sect. ”

"Well, I was just passing by, and I definitely didn't mean to offend you."

When he said this, the strange old man seemed to have completely forgotten that he was going to kidnap Lin Xining just now.

On his face like the old bark of an ancient tree, he pretended to be pitiful and squeezed out a few cat tears.

Lin Xining: "Soul Devouring Sect? I know that the Soul Eater Sect has a Demon Cultivator in the Primal Infant Stage. ”

Saying this, Lin Xining paced lightly, walked to the side of the strange old man, his eyes downward, and looked at the gray and half-haired hair of the strange old man condescendingly.

"If you look closely, your cultivation seems to be also a Yuan Baby."

"Why, there are still two Yuan Infant Stage Demons in your Soul Devouring Sect who can't cultivate."

The strange old man listened to Lin Xining's casual words, but this time he was not too surprised.

After listening to Lin Xining's words, he also broke the jar and went to the ground, with a scoundrel expression on his face.

He also said even more scoundrel words: "What, since you all know that I am that Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator, what can I do." ”

"I've lived for so long, and I never wanted to plant it on you, a young junior."

After speaking, the strange old man looked Lin Xining up and down again. Then he smacked his lips and said, "I see that your qualifications are unusual, and I originally wanted to bring you back to the Soul Devouring Sect as a disciple of the inheritance." Pity..... Gee. ”

Lin Xining was looked up and down by the strange old man, and he did not shy away from commenting, but he was not annoyed at all, but continued to stare at the strange old man with interest.

The look in his eyes was as if he was studying some strange object.

The strange old man was furious when he saw his eyes, and rolled his eyes at Lin Xining.

"Housheng, even if I can't beat your servant, you can't look at me with such eyes!"

After speaking, the strange old man jumped up from the ground angrily and looked at Lin Xining with a condemning face.

Seeing this, Lin Xining pursed his lips and said, "You are now a prisoner, what qualifications do you have to talk to me like this?" ”

"Young Master is in a good mood today, I want you to follow me."

When he said this, Lin Xining learned the style of the gentleman on the street with his eyes on his head.

Blame the old man for this, he only felt that he was humiliated and wanted to tear him apart.

It's a pity that he can't beat his servants, or else...... Hum!

blamed the old man's heartache, and he didn't care about Lin Xining at all.

Lin Xining saw the strange old man like this, and a smile flashed in his eyes, but he still said the words of the strange old man in his mouth.

Moreover, every sentence pierced the heart of the strange old man.

"Old man, you are a demon cultivator, why don't you kill at all?"

"Old man, you say, you are a dignified infant monk. This level can run rampant all over the world, right, why is it so? ”

"Tut-tut, you see, the thin body is even more ugly than the old man who has worked hard all his life."

“。。。。。。”

Lin Xining didn't say a word, and the old man's face turned redder.

It's angry!

"You have to take care of it! The afterlife of a broken mouth! ”

The strange old man gritted his teeth and said a word, and then he was killed and did not speak.

Lin Xining teased for a long time, and when he saw that this strange old man really didn't want to speak, he slowly threw a sentence again: "I know where the demon cultivator who stole your bloodstone a hundred years ago is, give you another chance, do you want to follow me?" ”

"Yes!"

When the strange old man heard the words 'know the demon cultivator who stole his bloodstone', he agreed without hesitation.

At the same time, he was even more curious about where Lin Xining was sacred.

……

Xuantianmen a few days later.

Lin Xining, like an ordinary casual cultivator, slowly took a flying boat to the outside of Xuantian Gate.

got off the boat, and walked out of the gate of Xuantianmen Mountain with the strange old man and the green feng shaking step by step.

Because there were many monks invited today, Xuantian Sect sent many disciples to greet them at the mountain gate.

Xuantianmen's style also takes the point of 'watching people cook' to the extreme.

Some casual cultivators with no background came to the door, so they let themselves confirm their identity, and then pointed to the place at random and left it alone.

If it was a monk from the Great Immortal Sect who was present, there must have been a disciple who stepped forward to lead the way in person.

Along the way, you will also enthusiastically introduce the scenery and fun of Xuantianmen.

…

The strange old man walked to the door of Xuantian Gate, looked at the magnificent mountain gate of Xuantian Gate, and smacked his lips with envy.

"The door of this Xuantian Gate is good, and I will get one on my mountain if I have the chance."

A passing casual cultivator overheard the strange old man's words, turned his head and saw the strange old man so sloppy, and glanced at the strange old man with disdain on his face.

Lin Xining glanced at the loose cultivator, and walked in front of the strange old man.

"Alright, let's go."

"Okay."

The strange old man answered, and followed Lin Xining honestly.

Because among the disciples who received the invited monks at the door, there was a disciple who was in the operation of encircling and suppressing the Changlan Sect some time ago, so he recognized Lin Xining as soon as he arrived.

The disciple was afraid that the other fellow disciples would not know, and it would anger Lin Xining, so he didn't even have time to explain to his fellow disciples.

After straightening his clothes casually, he carefully walked to Lin Xining's left front.

Respectfully and cautiously arched his hand: "Welcome seniors." ”

Lin Xining glanced at him and said indifferently: "Well, take me in." ”

The disciple immediately got up, didn't dare to delay, and took Lin Xining into the Xuantian Gate.

After entering the Xuantian Gate, more monks recognized Lin Xining.

They looked at Lin Xining from a distance, and when Lin Xining walked in, they saluted respectfully and fearfully.

All the way to the location of the banquet.

The strange old man who followed behind Lin Xining every inch was even more shocked by this.

Who is Lin Xining, and why are so many monks jealous and respectful of him?

He hasn't come out for too long, and he doesn't know anything about the events in the outside world.

And in the past few days with Lin Xining, he has no mood to inquire about the situation. I was choked by Lin Xining every day.

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