Suddenly, the short and fat little old man glared at Lao Dao with a sharp gaze, "Are you ......?" is it a good ......thing you did?!"

Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, then his brows furrowed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a sneer suddenly hung on the corner of his mouth, "Hmph——! I have no grudge against him in my past life, and I have no enmity in this life, what did I do to him?" Gopher, don't talk nonsense anymore, be careful that the wind flashes his tongue ......!"

"You...... It's you...?!" The old woman stopped her hand and turned to Lao Dao, her face was pale, her eyes were gloomy, her expression was tired, she sighed, her brows were tightly locked, and she was as sad as a mountain, "You killed my apprentice?!"

Lao Dao chuckled sarcastically, turned his slightly sharp eyes to everyone present, and finally fell on the old woman's face, and said, "Don't you dare to admit it if I do it?!"

"It's you, it must be your secret hand! Who else wants him to ...... here besides you" The old woman turned around and pointed at the short and fat little old man with her crutches, "You want him to carry the black pot?!"

The short and fat little old man was frightened by her crutches, and was about to jump to dodge, but when he saw that her crutches did not hit him, he savored her words, knowing that he was accusing the old way, and hurriedly responded.

"It's him, it must be him, you return my brother......" Before the old woman could make a move, his broken banana fan had already been pulled out of his waist and hit the old man with his head and face.

The old man felt a gust of wind coming, and his sudden face was like a knife.

Angry and shouted, "It's too much to deceive people——!"

With a twist of his body, the person had already risen into the air, and the bamboo cane pointed obliquely at the short and fat little old man.

"Yo he......!" When the short and fat little old man saw him make a move, his eyes immediately lit up, his eyebrows were raised, and the banana fan in his hand spun rapidly.

In an instant, the body is just like a windmill, whirling all the way, rising with the wind, making people dizzy to watch.

When Lao Dao saw it, he hurriedly pulled out a sparkling sword on his back body, the tip of the sword drew a silver arc, and the bamboo staff danced a golden glow, and he jumped forward and fought with him up and down in the air.

In the sky, the glow is shining and colorful.

When the old woman saw this, how could she stand by and watch, and also go forward with her left and right guns.

The old man galloped in the air, with infinite strength, and his hands and eyes were fast, forcing the short and fat little old man to only parry for a while, and he had no power to fight back.

But the old woman came forward and was suddenly unexpected, because she had to take care of both sides, she was extremely distracted, and hurriedly danced a sword and a staff like a fly, not dripping water, protecting her whole body, and her arrogance was no longer so arrogant.

The three of them were fighting, and under the big tree, although the old man's expression remained calm, his dark eyes endured a little gloom and fatigue.

He had just given Liu Zhiyuan some luck, took out some herbs from the back basket, mashed them, and fed them to his mouth.

Liu Zhiyuan slowly got some breath, he sat on the ground tiredly, let out a long breath, stared at Liu Zhiyuan's purple lips, and frowned.

Judging from his knowledge, Liu Zhiyuan's injury could never be the work of Lao Dao, because he clearly knew that Liu Zhiyuan was highly poisoned, and he could only hurt people when he was angry in the air, but he could never poison people.

At this time, more than a dozen steps away, in the depths of the dense forest that no one could see, a masked man in black restrained his voice, tried not to make any sound, retreated step by step, and then turned around, ran wildly, and walked through the intricate mountain roads with ease, bypassed the mountain streams, and disappeared into the night in an instant......

The old man suddenly saw that Liu Zhiyuan's face changed suddenly, his breath was short, and his feelings had changed, so he hurriedly stretched out his right hand and probed into his chest, and his tentacles were hot for a while, and he was stunned.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I hurriedly meditated cross-legged and luckily dantian.

When the dantian was full of qi, he then channeled the true qi from the dantian to the palm of his right hand, and then slowly introduced this true qi into Liu Zhiyuan's body.

Looking at Liu Zhiyuan again, his breathing gradually stabilized, and his face returned to normal.

The old man lowered his head silently, took a breath gently, and slowly exhaled it, his face was as calm as water, but his heart was turbulent.

He knew it was only temporary, and it would come back later.

He seemed to have a faint sense of unease.

Although there are many kinds of fierce beasts and fierce birds here, poisonous snakes and pythons come and go, and there are even more powerful miasma, people are killed immediately, and there are many other evil things, and there are dangers everywhere, but they are all under their control.

But what kind of poison is in him? The old man was puzzled.

Without knowing the root cause, there is no way to find an antidote......

The three of them still don't give in to each other, and you come and I fight together.

The banana fan flies up and down, just like a thunderbolt rolling, the silver spear is like a white snake spitting out letters, and the cane is followed by a surprise attack, which is unguardable.

Lao Dao was sandwiched between the two masters, stumbling left and right, frequently parrying, but without results, and was almost injured a few times.

He was also forced to be helpless, because he didn't do this in the first place, and no matter how he explained it, the two just wouldn't listen.

One of them was heartbroken because he lost his son, and he walked into a dead end, how could he have the heart to listen to his arguments and let him go, who else to go to?

One is a child's heart, the heart is not who you are, not you are I did it, I don't know if I did it myself or not?!

And if I don't chase you closely, won't others suspect me? That's not good, this black pot can't be carried, and I just recognized a little brother, and you're gone, isn't this fucking going to be with me?!

The more I thought about it, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, pulled the gourd from my back, and drank a few big sips to my mouth, and my face began to have a fever.

This courage is more and more sufficient, and the banana fan is no longer fanning indiscriminately, but is erected and sharpened like a blade, which can be described as extremely fast, and the scream that pierces the air can often be heard.

Lao Dao was shocked when he saw it, knowing that this short and fat little old man was drinking, no matter how important it was, and this matter had nothing to do with him, he didn't want to hurt the two, let alone let the two hurt himself.

I didn't leave just now, I wanted to have a chance to explain, but now it seems that one is crazy and the other is angry, and I can't make a lose-lose situation.

Thinking of this, with a shout, the sword was like a divine soldier descending from the sky, with the power to split Huashan, and swept fiercely and unstoppably towards the two.

The hair on the old woman's forehead had been swept up by the fierce sword wind, and her whole body had been placed in the sword aura like the stormy waves, and she had no choice but to retreat.

Followed by the old sword, the cold light of the flying stab short and fat little old man, the sword flashed, the blade was like the wind, and ten swords were stabbed out one after another, and the sword did not leave the opponent's chest and abdomen.

The short and fat little old man leaned to his side, and the banana fan swept back, and the sword pierced the heart of the fan at once.

The short and fat little old man was stunned, and he was speechless for a long time.

Lao Dao took this opportunity to leap into the air, a few somersaults, and the people had disappeared into the dense forest.

The short and fat old man was so angry that he stomped his feet and screamed, and then chased after him.

"You...... ...... you guys?!" The old woman saw the two disappear in front of her eyes, and scolded angrily, "Damn bastard, when I catch you, I have to pick your skin and ......!"

Now she began to suspect that they were in a gang, and she had been acting for herself, and she was playing fool with herself!

In a hurry, his body trembled, and he almost fell to the ground.

Holding on to the silver spear, he settled down, and he remembered that he had to hurry over to see the apprentice, what was going on now?!

When she came to the bottom of the tree, she was stunned......