Oh! When the two brothers saw Wang Dong, they immediately understood why.

The two of them glanced at Wang Dong in unison, then turned their heads to look at their junior sister, then at Wang Dong, and then turned their heads······

Although the little Taoist priest in front of him is a little younger and is still a Taoist priest, from the bottom of his heart, this handsome little Taoist priest with delicate facial features and handsome little Taoist priest is a good match for their junior sister, and it is a very good match.

Of course, if this little Taoist priest has a calm personality, it will be more in line with his junior sister's out-of-the-box temperament.

Complementary personalities, comfortable love.

The tacit understanding of living together for twenty or thirty years made the two turn their heads and look at each other at the same time, and smiled mysteriously at each other.

It doesn't matter if the horse is fine or not, the marriage of his sister is the most important.

If you can't complete the task of capturing Ma Jing, you won't get the reward of the sect at most. If you want to help your sister find the Junjie she likes, the master and his old man will definitely have the benefits.

After being resisted by Wei Sanya with all his strength, the red-haired man immediately understood that he was incapable of defeating, and his big eyes, which were round and sloppy, accounting for about half of the entire long face, turned a bone, and immediately changed his strategy.

Obviously, the big rat is just a person who cares for the house, and the young man behind him is the family member in this small Taoist temple. The red-haired man did not hesitate at all, and fell to his knees in the face of Wang Dong's 'plop', shouting. "Dao Ye, help! Master Dao, you are doing well, help! Dao Ye, help······"

While crying and begging, the red-haired man kept kowtowing, and before a few kowtows, the red-haired man broke his forehead, and after a while, his face was already bloodstained on the stone slab where he was.

It was really the red-haired man's shouting that was too harsh and noisy, and Wang Dong helplessly persuaded him. "Big brother, big brother ······"

The red-haired man seemed to be too immersed in his own interpretation, and he didn't even hear Wang Dong calling him for a while.

Forced to be helpless, Wang Dong had no choice but to use some lion's roar. "Big brother."

This sentence of 'big brother' shook the sky, this time the red-haired man heard it, but he was a little strange, just to say hello, can he use such a loud voice?

Startled him, he was not deaf.

As for the other three, the woman who walked to Wang Dong's side, the two men who scattered to surround the red-haired man, had the two 'big brother' voices in front of Wang Dong as the base, so they were not frightened by Wang Dong's lion roar.

"Big brother, get up quickly! Poor Dao ability is low, really can't help you? Good, good, immeasurable Heavenly Venerable······"

Wang Dong actually wanted to think about it very much, and even thought about it a lot, and threw the red-haired man a Immortal Hu Illusion Pill, in exchange for him pulling out the three-foot 'Si Shi' sword behind him to stab the red-haired man, it didn't need to be too deep, as long as the tip of the sword could be stained with blood.

As Wang Dong uses the "Si Shi" sword more and more times, the more abilities he gets, and it is said that Yi Duo is not pressing, and Wang Dong is now even obsessed with pulling out the "Si Shi" sword when he has nothing to do.

This is a disease, but Wang Dong is deeply trapped in the new experience that each sword will bring him.

It's a pity that the signs of these people's performances are becoming more and more obvious, although Wang Dong is reluctant to give up this opportunity that has been sent to his mouth. But he knows that if he can't bear it, he will make a big plan, and he doesn't want to know that there are tigers in the mountains, and he prefers to go to the tiger mountain.

The red-haired man didn't know what Wang Dong's true ability was, but he exchanged a move with the big mouse, and he knew that the big mouse's ability was not inferior to it at all. Ma Jing had already made a plan, and he didn't need Wang Dong, as long as he could get the help of the big mouse, it was entirely possible to escape from the capture of the three of them.

Now the only life-saving straw for the red-haired man is Wang Dong. Of course, it can't let go easily, and it has a lot to do with his good head.

"Master Dao, the small one is just a horse stationed in the mountain of Changyou, there is no quarrel with the world, and he drinks and eats grass every day, and he is so unhappy. Ever since he cultivated his wisdom and cultivated his wisdom, he knew that the way of heaven was magnificent, and he never dared to do that cruel and evil thing. ”

As far as your anger is full, the resentment around you is extremely strong, and you dare to say that you have no quarrel with the world.

Wang Dong no longer paid attention to the red-haired man, and made a gesture to the three of them one by one. "Poor Dao lent the small courtyard to the laymen, and implored the laymen to be careful." Without waiting for the three of them to respond, Wang Dong said to Wei Sanya. "Third uncle, it's time for us to go to incense."

After speaking, Wang Dong wanted to turn around.

The life-saving straw was about to float, and the red-haired man was just about to speak.

The woman who had never found a chance to talk to Wang Dong was the first to speak. "Young and slow ······"

Wang Dong stopped, and then took a serious look at the woman.

Bumpy and graceful. If someone describes the goddess, she is beautiful and elegant, and her demeanor is quiet and leisurely. Just at a glance, Wang Dong felt that his heartbeat was throbbing.

What the master said is not right, what he said is that the woman is a tiger. The first time I saw a tiger, my only thought was to stab it with a sword.

Looking closely at the woman in front of her, her heart was beating faster, and her tongue was a little dry. This woman is obviously much more powerful than a tiger, and she doesn't even dare to stab her with the 'Sishi' sword.

This kind of thinking is not good for spiritual practice, and you have to find a way to overcome it.

How to overcome it, this is a question.

Wang Dong didn't deal much with women, and his master, Qingfeng Daoist, didn't teach him these aspects. If he wants to overcome the problem of dry mouth and rapid heartbeat when dealing with beautiful women, he can only explore and explore by himself.

Wang said. "I don't know what the eldest sister commands?"

Eldest sister! Your whole family is the eldest sister.

But looking at Wang Dong's clean and young face, the real little milk dog, the resentment in the woman's heart quickly dissipated. "My sister is Yang Yuhe, a disciple of the Huashan Sword Sect, and the master ordered her to go down the mountain and arrest this horse spirit who hurt people's lives and practiced. Our Huashan Sword Sect has always acted above board, and I hope that the young man will wait for a while and be a witness. ”

Everyone hasn't torn off their faces yet, and they have introduced themselves, and Wang Dong can't be rude. "Sister Yang, the king of the poor road moves."

"Brother, you ······"

"You so-called decent people, what you like to do most is to exclude dissidents. If you want to kill me, it's good to kill you, why bother to make up charges and impose them on me. ”

The horse spirit who stood up saw that the soft one was not good, so he changed back to the hard one. He hurriedly interrupted the communication between Yang Yuhe and Wang Dong.

"You horse spirit still dare to use strong words, seventy-five lives in Zhaojiazhuang, Xinghua Town, you dare to say that you didn't do it. There are thirteen people in the Afu Grain Store in Daliushu Town, you dare to say that you didn't do it. Originally, what the two brothers discussed was that the junior sister would come forward for everything, so that the junior sister and the young Taoist priest could communicate more and understand more. But Yang Yuhe, the thirtie-year-old senior brother, was shameless by Ma Jing's strong words, and couldn't bear to accuse Ma Jing with indignation.

"What evidence is there, or that sentence, there is no excuse for the crime of imposing. Although I am a horse cultivator, after I enlightened my wisdom, I also studied a few books, I know what benevolence, righteousness and shame are, and I know that mutilating material lives is against the way of heaven and my cultivation path, how can I make unprovoked harmful actions. ”

It is the children of the Huashan Sword Sect who are scouting who have seen it with their own eyes, and the horse spirit kills people and takes away his soul to practice. However, Yang Yuhe and the others came up with conclusive evidence, and they really couldn't prove that Ma Jing killed people and practiced.

Yang Yuhe and the three of them didn't know how to accuse Ma Jing for a while, and the courtyard of the Mud Pill Palace fell into silence.

Hey! This is because someone forgot the words and the performance collapsed.

The next thing is annoyance, and they should be about to show their true faces.

If you can't hide or push, you have to face it, Wang Dong is on guard. But when he turned his gaze to the red-haired horse spirit, Wang Dong felt that since he had to do it, it was better to strike first.

Wang Dong has never been a passive person.

"The resentment in your body is so rich that it will condense into water, and you still say that you are innocent. Let me destroy you on behalf of justice······" No matter what he did to Ma Jing, Wang Dong didn't have any psychological burden at all, and the resentment entangled in Ma Jing's body directly showed that he really harmed people's lives a lot.

Wang Dong pulled out the three-foot 'Si Shi' behind him, and an immortal pointed the way, stabbing the horse spirit like a shock.

The speed was so fast that Ma Jing and Yang Yuhe's brothers and sisters only saw an afterimage rushing straight towards Ma Jing, Ma Jing didn't have time to block or dodge, just a trance, the picture was already normal, and I saw Wang Dong standing one step away from Ma Jing, holding the 'Si Shi' sword in his hand, and the tip of the 'Si Shi' sword was inserted between the bone gaps of Ma Jing's shoulder blades.

Immediately, a thick spiritual power flowed into Wang Dong's body along the 'Sishi' sword.

This is the peculiarity of Wang Dong's sword practice, as long as he holds the 'Sishi' sword and the sword touches the opponent's blood, the 'Sishi' sword will copy and pass on the opponent's most unique characteristics to Wang Dong.

After perceiving and determining his peculiarity, Wang Dong immediately told the Qingfeng Dao Chief, who stared at Wang Dong for a long time, and then told Wang Dong with relief. "Don't tell others about this peculiarity of his, it's best to rot in the bottom of your heart, only you know it."

No, the horse spirit is a spirit, it is a horse that cultivates into a spirit and a demon, where does the spiritual power of a human cultivator come from?

Wang moved the 'Sishi' sword to suppress the horse spirit, and turned his head to look at Yang Yuhe.

Yang Yuhe and the others didn't expect Wang Donghui to suddenly make a move, and he controlled Ma Jing with a sword. You must know that in order to catch this cunning horse spirit, the three of them not only tracked it for three or four thousand miles, but of course the spirit treasure they used was not just a lawless net.

Finally, it was pitiful that the gods made a joke with Ma Jing, which enclosed Ma Jing in the courtyard of this small Taoist temple.

Unexpectedly, Wang Dong only made a sword. With just one sword, he took the horse spirit.

This young Taoist priest is also too awesome.

I haven't heard of anything in the cultivation realm where such a young junjie has appeared?

Yang Yuhe couldn't help but look at his two senior brothers, and asked the two who were away all the year round with his eyes, if he had heard any clues about this little Taoist priest of Wang Dong.

Her two well-informed senior brothers were full of confusion in their eyes.

The answer, obviously.