Chapter Seventy-Two: The Talkative Driver

It was just a meeting, and Xuan Shan already realized that the young man in front of him was stronger than him.

But just when he was hesitating whether to retreat strategically, the other party didn't have the idea of fighting him, and actually ran past him quickly.

This move made Xuan Shan even more convinced that the other party was not a good person, and this guy seemed to be a little jealous and did not dare to act arbitrarily.

"Bah, where to run!" After a moment of weighing, Hyun Sun decided to continue to catch up.

In front of him, Lang Wu's face was even more gloomy, this was a human activity area, he just wanted to see if he could find the person who followed him in the morning, or if he could find some opportunities to make himself stronger, but he hadn't done anything, he was actually entangled by a monk.

Feeling the strong wind behind him, Lang Wu had no choice but to stop, and quickly turned sideways to avoid the smashing of the Zen staff.

The blow missed, Xuanshan did not stop, the Zen staff turned, and continued to move towards the position where Lang Wu was moving.

"Damn it, do you think I won't dare kill you?!" After dodging Xuan Shan's attack, Lang Wu stared at Xuan Shan with a murderous intent.

Xuan Shan was immediately stunned, didn't this guy avoid the war just now? Why don't you look like you won't stop if you don't kill yourself?

In an instant, all kinds of thoughts flashed, Xuanshan saluted with one hand, and the gods chattered: "Amitabha, the donor is too murderous, follow me to the police station to wash my soul." ”

However, Lang Wu didn't listen to him at all, his hands turned into claws, and he immediately rushed towards Xuanshan: "Give me death!" ”

The cold killing intent instantly enveloped Xuan Shan, and his breathing became heavy.

"it...... Amitabha, are you a great demon?! ”

In a hurry, Xuan Shan burst out foul language, and hurriedly put the Zen staff in front of him to resist Lang Wu's attack.

He could feel a qi machine different from that of a human being coming along with the other party's attack, wasn't it a demon or something?!

The sound of the 'bell' sounded, and Lang Wu slapped his claw on the Zen staff, and the huge force shook Xuanshan Tiger's mouth in severe pain, and he almost took off the Zen staff.

"Bold and wicked, how can you deceive my human race!"

A loud shout came out of Xuan Shan's mouth, and just when Lang Wu thought he was going to fight back, Xuan Shan actually carried a Zen staff and retreated backwards, without any intention of fighting life and death.

Xuan Shan saw that Lang Wu was afraid of the surrounding crowd, no, to be exact, he was afraid of the surrounding witnesses attracting strong people, so he deliberately increased the volume to expose the identity of the other party, firstly, to make Lang Wu even more jealous and did not dare to entangle with himself for too long. Second, he hoped that the surrounding crowd would quickly summon the strong people in the city.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the surrounding crowd was attracted and pointed here, Lang Wu realized that if he dragged it any longer, he might really attract the human officials, so he had to forcibly suppress the idea of killing Xuan Shan, and snorted coldly and fled in the opposite direction.

However, at the moment when Lang Wu left, Xuan Shan glanced back, and when he saw that the other party was also running away, his eyes rolled, and he immediately turned back and chased after him: "Where is the demon running, quickly let the poor monk be with you!" ”

Lang Wu is so angry, he wants to kill Xuan Shan at a very fast speed and then escape, but this guy can't slip away, he runs as soon as he attacks, he chases him as soon as he runs, and he can't get rid of it.

There were more and more onlookers, and Lang Wu dispelled the idea of continuing to entangle with Xuanshan, and ran forward one by one.

But just when he was about to run to a crossroads, the sound of the Zen staff waving behind him came again, followed by the awe-inspiring righteous words of Xuanshan: "Surrender to the demons, my generation is duty-bound!" ”

"The next time I meet, I'll kill you!"

Lang Wu shouted angrily, instantly increased his speed, and rushed directly across the road.

His strength is stronger than Xuanshan, if he really wants to run, the other party can't keep him!

......

'Bang! ’

Xu Xian closed the door and sat in the back seat of the taxi.

The taxi driver immediately turned his head to Xu Xian and smiled: "Little brother, please fasten your seat belt, there are too many people who don't obey the traffic rules recently, and it's safer to wear a seat belt." ”

Hearing this, Xu Xian didn't say much, and fastened the seat belt very cooperatively.

As for Xiaofeng, she woke up quickly when she was drunk, and she was already a lot more sober after being thrown downstairs by Xu Xian, and she was standing on Xu Xian's shoulder at this time combing her messy feathers.

"Okay, let's go!"

Seeing Xu Xian fasten his seat belt, the driver stepped on the accelerator and quickly drove towards the navigation destination.

The journey home took more than half an hour, so Xu Xian simply turned on his mobile phone and took this opportunity to study the Cultivator Association software.

The driver was probably a person who couldn't stand the loneliness, and when he saw Xu Xian silent along the way, he looked at Xu Xian through the rearview mirror in the car.

He didn't notice Xiaofeng's existence when Xu Xian got into the car before, but when he saw it at this time, he suddenly looked surprised: "Little brother, you also have a pet bird?" ”

"Yes."

Xu Xian looked at his mobile phone and was fascinated, so he responded casually, which can be regarded as agreeing with the driver's statement.

As for Xiaofeng on his shoulder, this guy has just woken up drunk, and he doesn't have much energy to defend.

The driver obviously didn't intend to end the chat like this, glanced at Xiaofeng in the rearview mirror again, and said, "This bird you raise is so beautiful, what kind of breed is it?" I'd like to get one another day, too. ”

"Why do you talk so much? Drive without chatting, chatting without driving, don't you know? ”

Before Xu Xian could speak, Xiaofeng was annoyed, rolled his eyes and replied to the driver.

The driver's eyes immediately lit up: "Yo, you can talk, it seems to be a parrot, it's really good." ”

Xiao Feng was about to continue to reply, but suddenly burped, and the spicy meaning that welled up in his stomach made it dispel the idea of continuing to speak.

Xu Xian looked up and saw the driver looking at Xiaofeng through the rearview mirror from time to time, and hurriedly reminded: "Master, there are many cars on the road, don't look at my birds and get distracted." ”

Hearing Xu Xian's words, the driver suddenly laughed twice: "Little brother, what you said is ambiguous." ”

Xu Xian: "......"

He found that the driver was not only talkative, but also a little improper, and he had a fight with Xiaofeng, who was not drunk.

The car was quiet for less than a few minutes, and the driver's nose twitched, and suddenly he said again: "Little brother drank at noon?" I see that you came out of the Jinling Baiqiang Hotel, it seems that the wine you drank at noon must be good, right? ”

Xu Xian, who was looking at his mobile phone, stubbornly coped: "Generally, it's not a good wine." ”

"Alas......"

The driver sighed and said, "Speaking of which, drinking is one of my few hobbies, but driving a taxi all day long, I can only drink a meal after a long time." ”

Seeing that Xu Xian didn't respond to him, he continued to take care of himself and said: "Soon, I will retire in two more years, and then I will drink a little wine to tease the birds, and enjoy life." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Xiaofeng through the rearview mirror again, and it seemed that a bird like Xiaofeng happened to grow in his aesthetics.

But just as the driver moved his eyes back to the front of the car, his pupils suddenly constricted, and his right foot subconsciously stepped on the brakes: "! ”

'Bang'

It was too late, and before he could fully press the brakes, the front of the taxi had already knocked a man out of the intersection.

The huge movement made Xu Xian look up quickly, the vision in front of him was blocked, he couldn't see it, but when he turned his head, he saw the scene outside the car window.

There was a monk standing next to the car, carrying a Zen stick in his hand, and it seemed that he was also running towards the taxi, and if he ran two seconds faster, it was estimated that he would also be hit.

"Why is this person familiar......" Xu Xian and the frightened taxi driver spoke at the same time.

Xu Xian was talking about Xuan Shan, and the taxi driver was talking about Lang Wu who was struggling to get up in front of the car.

When the surrounding crowd exclaimed, Xuanshan, who was standing next to the taxi, folded his hands and looked extremely pious: "Amitabha, good and good......