"Little Master, are you alright?"

Xinyuan smiled and said, "What are you asking? Isn't the little monk just going to make a fate? What can happen?"

Bijin hurriedly agreed: "What the little master said is that what can happen to the fate. ”

"The child can be taught. ”

"Help the little monk bring the people inside, and then when they recover, let them go home on their own. ”

Xinyuan instructed.

As soon as she heard this, her face collapsed at once.

He smiled awkwardly: "Little Master, don't joke with me, where do I have the strength to snatch people in the hands of the boss?"

"Your boss doesn't have the strength to deal with you now, you just have to tell her that the little monk forced you. "The heart is far away.

"That's it?" Bijin wondered.

"That's all. Xinyuan nodded affirmatively.

Although he was very apprehensive in his heart, he didn't say anything more when he saw Xinyuan's unprecedented affirmation.

Then he walked towards the demon cave.

As for Xinyuan, he disappeared directly in place with Da Lang in his hand and rushed into the forest.

It stands to reason that he is a monk carrying a person to twist, and he did twist at the beginning, and he didn't feel it after a long time.

When they rushed into the forest, he stopped directly next to a big tree and put Da Lang down, Da Lang himself had nothing to do, but he was unconscious, and he could just wake up.

However, he is not a physique after all, and it is not so easy to carry an adult man with one hand.

So he's going to carry him straight on his back, so it's easier.

"Stop, the demon monk put this man down. ”

It's just that what Ling Xinyuan didn't expect was that he had just put Da Lang on his back, and he hadn't walked a few steps, but he heard a coquettish voice from not far away.

Demon Monk?

Xinyuan looked confused, and he didn't know who he was calling, but he still stopped involuntarily.

There is no way, he is the only monk here, he is called a demon monk, who else can he call if he is not called himself?

"Who is the demon monk? You are the demon monk, and your whole family is a demon monk. ”

Xinyuan scolded.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and before he could react, a flying sword sped from front like a meteor.

The speed of the flying sword was extremely fast, leaving a streamer of light in the air in an instant.

Seeing this, Xin Yuanyuan directly sacrificed his wooden tin staff from his meson bag, turned into a ray of light and rushed over.

The flying sword and the tin staff collided violently in the air in an instant.

Rumble!!

There was an explosion, and although the wooden tin staff was a magic weapon, it was not made of good material, and it could not be compared with a flying sword made of high-quality fine iron, and it was completely shattered under one blow.

"My tin staff. ”

Xinyuan held his remaining broken wood and couldn't help but raise his head and scream.

"Bastard, pay me for the tin staff. ”

Xinyuan was furious, and his body turned into a streamer and rushed directly over.

He didn't show the slightest mercy, although he didn't have a tin staff, but his own strength was strong, and he was not an ordinary immortal cultivator at all.

Even if she has a flying sword.

The other party also calculated Xinyuan's actions, sneered in his heart, and kept fighting in his hands, and the flying sword continued to hover in his body.

Before Xinyuan could react, the flying sword rushed towards his body again.

"Come back. ”

Xinyuan saw the flying sword rushing towards him, and hurriedly dodged it, joking, this flying sword doesn't have long eyes, once it is really hit, it will be seriously injured if it doesn't die, Xinyuan doesn't want to be the soul of this flying sword.