As it turns out, this is really no coincidence.

As soon as the three of them muttered in the sky for a while, the old man surnamed Rong, who was riding a fish, asked in a loud voice.

"Which little friend named Yang Zhao in the city is from Chixian Shenzhou? I have some questions I would like to ask you about this matter today, please come out and see you. ”

Yang Zhao frowned, but he didn't dare to speak.

Seeing that no one answered, the honored old man raised his voice and promised: "Yang Zhao Xiaoyou of Chixian Shenzhou, please rest assured, the old man hereby promises to protect your personal safety, if anyone is embarrassed with you, it is to be my Rong someone's enemy." ”

Yang Zhao can't help it, she works in Shande Fang, and the shopkeeper Rong knows her details, can she escape?

She shouted.

"The juniors are here!"

The honored old man was very surprised.

"I didn't expect you to join our Shandefang? It's really fate! ”

As soon as he waved his hand, Yang Zhao felt a force grabbing her and carrying her into the air.

At first, it was nothing, but as the height increased, Yang Zhao's legs became weaker and weaker, and she never knew that she was a person who was afraid of heights.

Seeing her flying up, the old man surnamed Rong said with a smile: "Little girl, don't be afraid, I recruited you up, I just want to ask you something, there is absolutely no threat." ”

Yang Zhao tried hard to support his legs, and his eyes didn't dare to look down, forcing himself to focus his attention on the three people around him.

Only then did I see that the old man riding the fish, wearing a soap-colored robe and gray hair, looked kind. And next to him, the city lord Zheng was wearing navy blue armor, and a national face was heroic!

A little farther away, the illusory figure, although it was also in human form, his legs were curled, and his hands were covered with ginkgo leaves.

"Predecessors, seniors, if you have any problems or problems, just say it, I know everything, and I can't say anything."

The old man surnamed Rong laughed all of a sudden, although he didn't understand what Yang Zhao said, but the stumbling tone was indeed clear.

"Little girl, you really don't have to be afraid, since I brought you up in front of the whole city, I will definitely not let you fall regardless of my face."

Yang Zhao believed that he would take care of his face, but the instinctive reaction in his body could not be controlled at all, and he still turned on the vibration mode.

"Brother Rong, what do you have to say hello to her, is it time to ask me about it?" The big demon was a little impatient.

"Brother Fang, we agreed before, I'll help you find out this little girl, and you have to let that husband go. And you promised me that you were just asking the little girl about something, and you couldn't do it! ”

"That's natural, I'm talking, so I'll let the husband go."

Saying that he beckoned, Yang Zhao didn't understand the meaning of his action, until after a while, a begging for mercy rose from under his feet.

She boldly looked down and saw a person floating up from below, although she didn't see his head and face clearly, but the clothes on his body were too familiar, it was the school uniform that Yang Zhao had let the young man from the old store of the Qian family burn a few days ago!

When the man floated closer, she saw clearly that it was an old man with a furrowed face, gray hair messy, kneeling in the air with a panicked and frightened expression, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Fairy grandpa, I really don't know anything, I really don't know!"

City Lord Zheng flashed in front of the old man.

"Old man, you don't have to be scared anymore, I am the city lord of Cangcheng, I am here to save you, old man, you are safe now!"

"Lord of the Castle? Castle Lord, you're here to save me?! Thank you Lord for saving your life, thank you Lord for saving your life. The old man knelt down again and again at Lord Zheng.

"Come on, take the old man down and find a doctor to show him!"

"Yes!"

This voice was close at hand Yang Zhao was startled, and saw a stubborn sergeant suddenly flash near the left, he saluted the lord of Zheng City, and flew down with the old man in his arms.

"Hmph, hypocrisy!"

The big demon surnamed Fang was very disdainful, and turned his head to look at Yang Zhao.

"Yang Zhao, let me ask you something, you tell me the truth, why can't that Dao tree in the Yunyang Temple of Nanshan become a refinement?"

He actually spoke Chinese!!

Why can't it be refined? How would I know! Yang Zhao was depressed, but he still opened his mouth.

"Senior, I really don't know, I've just started my pulse, I don't even know how to practice, how can I know about monsters, you are the only talking goblin I have seen in my life."

"Nonsense, the method you used to raise your spirit is obviously the Yunyang Guan cultivation method, how can you not know about cultivation? Since you are a cultivator disciple in the Yunyang Guanzhong, how can you not know what the situation of the Dao Tree in the Guanzhong is, you kept claiming that it was Uncle Gongsun! ”

"Eh--, Brother Fang, what did you just say? I'm going to lose face so soon? As an older person, you should be kind. ”

The old man surnamed Rong was obviously dissatisfied with his attitude, and seeing that Yang Zhao's face was pale, as if he was frightened, he opened his mouth to take the conversation back.

"Little girl, you don't have to be afraid, he can't hurt you with me, don't say that he is now living in a Dao tree, and his cultivation has been greatly reduced, even if he was in his heyday before, two of him couldn't beat one of me."

This is clearly a threat, addressed to everyone present.

"Little girl, more than a hundred years ago, Brother Fang felt that his life was short, and he couldn't make an inch of cultivation in his cultivation, so he reluctantly took refuge in the Dao tree of Yunyang Temple and transferred to the Demon Dao. Originally, he was going to cultivate a human body if it was going well, but who knew that more than 80 years ago, he couldn't make an inch of cultivation no matter how he cultivated, and he couldn't turn into a human body no matter what. Do you know the slightest clue about that? Don't worry, the old man will not let you say in vain, how about I let him compensate you? ”

Yang Zhao's heart moved, and a bold idea came up, but this is all nonsense on the Internet, is it possible that it is true?

The other three were obviously human spirits, and when they saw the change in her expression, they concluded that she must know a thing or two.

The city lord Zheng on the left laughed loudly.

"You don't have to worry, you are the cultivator of my Cangcheng. In the realm of Cangcheng, if someone plots to kill you because of this, it is an enemy of me Zheng! ”

"Humph!" The big demon surnamed Fang snorted coldly, but he didn't say anything unpleasant.

Yang Zhao licked his lips and did a psychological construction for himself first.

"I, I don't really know much, I only know that our folk legend has been around since 73 years ago, and everything in Chixian Shenzhou cannot become a refinement!"

The big demon's face suddenly became gloomy!

"Yang Zhao, haven't you ever encountered any demons and monsters?"

Yang Zhao shook her head silently, she had only seen it in TV series, but she really hadn't seen it in reality.

"This can't be, how can there be such a ridiculous statement? How can there be such a ridiculous statement! You are talking nonsense! "That big demon has all his beard, and as soon as he raises his feet, he wants to rush over!

Seeing that the big demon was angry, Yang Zhao was frightened and wanted to retreat, but at this time, she was in the air, and there was no strength under her feet, so she couldn't talk about retreating or not retreating at all.

Seeing this, Lord Zheng Cheng next to him was intercepted between Yang Zhao and the big demon.

"Senior Fang, no matter what this junior says, you have taken advantage of other people's Dao Tree, you owe other people's favors, what is the reason for scaring other people's juniors in modern times?"

The old man surnamed Rong on the other side directly took out four iron balls from his sleeve, and the four iron balls flew to Yang Zhao's side, one on the top of his head and three at his feet, and the light spread, forming a triangular cone of Huang Yingying.

"Brother Fang, you just turned to the Demon Dao, not an uncivilized demon clan, have you been grinding your heart for so many years?!"