"I don't know brother-in-law, what are your requirements?"

Mu Yao is still young, and he is curious about some new things.

There is no merit, Mu Yao knows that if Tu Mo's request is too harsh, Mu Yao can only sigh with hope.

"You...... What are the requirements?"

Luo Qingyi then became nervous, she looked at Tu Mo, and couldn't help asking. In this world, no one can give away strange things to others.

What Mu Yao was worried about in his heart was also where Luo Qingyi frowned.

"There are two requirements, one is that I give you the thing in my hand, and you will have a cause and effect with this strange thing, and when the time is ripe, it will be the day when the cause and effect will be returned. Second, you have to stick to your Dao heart, and don't let this red world erode your pure eyes. ”

The strange thing in Tu Mo's hand was found by Xingchenzi on order in the treasury of Zhongzhou. And the origin of this thing, Tu Mo did not explain it clearly, and the cause and effect in this matter can only be borne by the person who receives the effect.

No one else can talk nonsense, and they dare not speak falsely.

"This ............"

Luo Qingyi frowned, Tu Mo's words were a little ambiguous, as if he heard it clearly, but after thinking about it carefully, he was confused.

"Senior Sister Mu Yao, you should decide for yourself. ”

Cause and effect, faith is there. If you don't believe, you don't. Luo Qingyi was a little embarrassed, but she didn't want the words in her mouth to affect Mu Yao's thoughts.

Mu Yao hesitated, she looked up at Luo Qingyi, and then turned her head to look at the thing in Tu Mo's hand, without a clear purpose, Mu Yao didn't dare to rashly take this cause and effect.

"Senior brother-in-law, can you allow me to think about it a little longer?"

Mu Yao pondered for a moment, a little shy between his eyebrows.

"Yes. ”

After Tu Mo finished speaking, he reached out and took off the Afang Dingqin Sword behind his back, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. Under the swing of his clothes, he protected Luo Qingyi and the others behind him.

"I wonder which senior is here?"

Tu Mo's eyes were as gloomy as water, looking around, but he didn't see anyone. A few people died, a few people left, and finally saw the main master. It's just that this person didn't go to the storyteller, but he found Tu Mo first, which also made Tu Mo's heart sink.

After Tu Mo came to Zhongzhou and discussed tea with the owner of Wutong Mountain Villa, he changed a little, and he was no longer calm in the face of a strong enemy.

"I wonder which senior came here?"

Seeing that there was no one, Tu Mo asked again. The few people behind him were all looking around, and their faces were nervous and protected Xingchenzi in the middle, each holding a weapon in his hand, as if he was facing a great enemy.

There was silence all around, only the sound of the wind blowing and falling leaves, ringing in my ears.

"A good junior, the big waves sweep the sand, and what is inexhaustible is the real gold. ”

At the hour of tea, under the full attention of Tu Mo and his party, three figures walked out from behind a somewhat damaged wooden door, and the leader was a dying old man dressed in plain clothes, and the light in his eyes was hidden, which should not be underestimated.

Behind the old man, followed a handsome young man dyed in loess, but his face was a little ugly, and his head was lowered. There was also a man with a broken right arm, his shirt was covered with blood, he was pale and clutched at the severed arm, and his steps were a little staggering.

"At such a young age, there is such a profound cultivation, we old guys, it is time for the curtain call. Let's go, he's not something you can touch, the old man owes Xiaoyaozi a favor, and now let you go back, which can be regarded as returning this favor. ”

The old man in the lead, looking at Tu Mo, his eyes rolled, and his gaze fell on Ah Fang Ding Qin Jian again. After a while, he finally shook his head and sighed, and his tone was quiet.

He put his hands behind his back, and as soon as his words fell, he raised his feet and walked to the courtyard where the storyteller was, walking without hurrying or slowing.

Tu Mo's body didn't move, he could feel the killing intent like the substance, it was so cold. He tightened the Imperial Sword in his hand and looked up at the swing of a plain robe.

If you move, you die. If you don't move, you live. There is someone behind Tu Mo, what he thinks in his heart has not changed, but he can't move, maybe this is the body in those people's mouths.

"Whew!"

The old man who walked with his hands in his hands, when he raised his feet and just stepped on the stone stairs in front of the storyteller's courtyard, a sword aura was invisible, like a fluttering willow leaf falling, leaving a sword hole on the courtyard gate, and also cutting off a strand of snow-white hair on the old man's sideburns.

"Tianlong Shizun, if you dare to take another step, I will kill you. Where I stay, I welcome the people of the world, but I don't let the people of the royal family come near. ”

After the sword qi, the storyteller's voice also sounded, as cold as a cold kiln, as cold as nine shades.

"You still need to tie the bell to unlock the bell, and you will also kill the person who tied the bell, hasn't the obsession in your heart been eliminated?"

Dressed in plain clothes, Tianlong Shizun lowered his eyebrows and looked at the strands of hair that swayed from side to side, he withdrew his right foot on the stone staircase, and there was some concern in his words.

In the dilapidated courtyard, the storyteller held a medicine bowl in his hand, carefully feeding her granddaughter, and after taking the medicine, the woman who had been lying in the hospital bed for a long time, and the woman who had not recovered from her serious injuries stretched her frowning brows.

"Rui'er, grandpa will go back as soon as he goes. ”

The storyteller stretched out his hand, and the movement of his hand was very gentle to straighten the hair that was clinging to Rui'er's cheek, and after straightening it, his eyes were doting, mixed with a touch of deep self-blame and pain.

A pair of old eyes were a little cloudy, and their hands swept across Rui'er's pale cheeks, which was so gentle.

The tenderness of an iron man.

"Old horseman, what if I killed the person who poisoned her, she deserves to die. It's hateful that the old immortal of the Wang family acquiesced in what she did!"

The courtyard door opened, and the storyteller walked out with a frown, his eyebrows were cold, and his gaze fell on the young man behind Tianlong Shizun. "Wang Xiao'er, I didn't kill you at the beginning, but now you dare to appear in front of me. ”

The killing intent is like the substance, which makes people instantly feel like they are in the cold winter.

"Wang Hao, I've seen the second uncle. ”

Wang Hao's body trembled a little, and his eyes tried his best to dodge, but the elder and the young were inferior and inferior, so he had to make him bow hard. Facing the storyteller, Wang Hao was afraid, and as soon as the words fell, he hid behind the storyteller again.

"Subordinate, I've seen the second master. ”

The fire elder with the broken arm bowed respectfully, and then used his stump to block the storyteller's gaze.

"Wang Lugui, the matter has come to this, you have killed those who should be killed, and those who should repent have also repented. Are you really going to be obsessed and turn your back on the king?"

The Heavenly Dragon World Venerable's body shook, and the majesty of the peak of the martial arts released from the storyteller's body disappeared. Coming with the wind and going against the wind, a small tornado was formed, stirring up some dead leaves and discarded on the ground.

"What if they repent, can the filth left behind be washed away? I hate everyone in the Wang family, and you old horseman is no exception, helping to do evil, and calling yourself a man of the mountains and wilderness in vain!"

The storyteller's eyebrows were upside down, he stretched out his right hand and two fingers, and in the void, suddenly, the storyteller's body was transformed into ten thousand invisible sword qi permeated, densely packed, sword qi contended, roaring, trembling.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

Tianlong Shizun's gaze froze, and under his signal, Elder Huo took the pale Wang Hao and stayed away from here.

The power is incomparable, Wang Hao and Elder Huo seem to be mayflies shaking trees, weak as ants.

"When you left the Wang family, you had just practiced the Mixed Yuan Nine Swords, and in just six years, you had a distraction, and you actually passed through the Ten Thousand Swords and returned to the sect. What your eldest brother said is right, you are extremely talented, but when you were in the Wang family, you only cared about the joy of that day and enjoyed the happiness of the family. ”

Tianlong Shizun shook his head and sighed, and twelve cold-light flying knives appeared in front of him, standing proudly in the void, spinning slowly.

"Old horseman, you can't go or not. ”

It's okay to kill. The storyteller just didn't want to disturb Rui'er, who had just calmed down and rested, in front of his house. He shouted, a little furious.

"It's not that easy. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Tianlong Shizun's mouth, and he stretched out his right hand and lightly tapped them one by one on the twelve flying knives. Immediately, he distanced himself from the storyteller in an instant.

"Hurry!"

Han Mang said, twelve flying knives cut through the sky like meteors, in all directions, the angle was tricky, meandering, and they surrounded and attacked.

Dazzled, out of sight, unable to hide.

"Since you don't want to leave, you old puppet will stay with my granddaughter and kowtow and confess. ”

The storyteller was furious, his hands behind his back, his shirt swaying, his beard and hair dancing. The scimitar sword qi that permeated his body suddenly gathered behind him, and it burst out in an instant, like a stegosaurus roaring past.

The storyteller's body is as immobile as a mountain, standing proudly in the stegosaurus, squinting and looking down, no matter how you change, he only has one move, which can break ten thousand laws.

"Dingding.........

The flames were shining, the twelve flying knives were shaken open, the Heavenly Dragon Shizun frowned, and the Ten Thousand Swords and Sword Dragons roared over, like a broken bamboo!

"Old horseman, you really don't spare your hands!"

Tianlong Shizun shouted angrily, although he is not a member of the Wang family, but he has some inextricable relations with the Wang family, in the Wang family, he is highly respected and respected.

Angry.

"The mighty Heavenly Dragon, the world-honored Jizo, provokes the Buddhas, and the Buddha is also coaxed. ”

The Ten Thousand Swords and Stegosaurus passed through its body, and there was no blood light, but it only swept away and shattered the phantom left by the Heavenly Dragon Shizun, and the real body did not know it.

"Glamorous Spirit!"

The stegosaurus dispersed and returned to the back of the storyteller, hanging quietly in the void, the sword body glowing like a sparkling lake, a drop of water can drown the ground.

"Hide your head and show your tail, but you dare to show your true body and fight. ”

The longer the time drags on, the more it will be unfavorable to the storyteller, the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong is as strong as this, but it can only be used for a moment, if it is forcibly run, I am afraid it will damage the Dao Foundation.

The storyteller's eyes are scattered, he has not seen the figure of Tianlong Shizun for a long time, he is good at assassination, so hidden, and it is not easy to find it in a short time.

What's more, both of them are in the same realm, and it is unknown which one is stronger and which is weaker.