I don't know how many miles he flew, at least tens of thousands of miles, Meng Xiang finally found a cave and put Agu Zhong down.

"Huh. Agu Zhong patted the dust on his body, with a gentle smile on his face: "Thank you, buddy." ”

"I'll go to your uncle's!"

Where was Meng Xiang in the mood to fight with him at this moment, grabbed him by the neck, and pushed him to the rock wall.

With a bang, the rock wall was smashed by Agu Zhong and exploded like a biscuit.

Meng Xiang still restrained his strength, and this time, the smashed Agu Zhong's face was like gold paper, and he suffered a lot of impact, but he was not injured.

But how long this restraint can be maintained, Meng Xiang himself does not know.

"You'd better tell me clearly, what the hell is going on? You can't be a garbage like you to collude with the Witch Cult, you don't have that ability, but why does Ren Xiaoyao want your life so much? Also, what happened to the people of the Purple Xuanmen? What kind of evil did they fall into!"

It was the first time Meng Xiang was so excited.

If you want to talk about disciples, Meng Xiang actually doesn't have any feelings, but for the three elders, Meng Xiang is actually reluctant to kill, after all, he has been with this old man for a while, and the old man takes care of himself.

Meng Xiang has no friends, and his only friend is the god outside the sky, which should be the case, Meng Xiang is particularly fond of his friends.

Now that the three elders don't know what evil they have fallen into, and this matter is related to Agu Zhong, how can Meng Xiang not be excited?

"Great God, calm down, don't do this. Seeing this, Ling Yueyue couldn't care too much, and appeared and grabbed Meng Xiang's hand that pinched Agu Zhong's neck: "It's useless for you to be in a hurry about this, what if you pinch him like this, strangle him to death?"

"Strangled to death!"

Meng Xiang shouted angrily, his eyes glared at Agu Zhong viciously: "Lao Tzu shouldn't have spared his life in the first place, and when he was killed, there wouldn't have been so much to do!"

"yes, then you can kill me. ”

As soon as Meng Xiang's words fell, Agu Zhong's indifferent voice followed.

On his pale and weak face, a faint remorse appeared: "This thing is all caused by my thoughts, you can strangle me, anyway, there is no way to return to the sky." ”

"Strangling you? Okay! That's what you said!" said the annoyed Meng Xiang, about to exert his strength.

"Great God!!" Ling Yueyue saw this, and was shocked and desperately tried to break Meng Xiang's hand.

But what kind of power is Meng Xiang? It is an immeasurable immortal emperor who can crush thousands of planes with his momentum alone, Ling Yueyue's little strength, and the number one that is still ranked on the Nine Continents, is simply like it does not exist in front of Meng Xiang.

The five fingers slowly closed, and Agu Zhong's face became more and more purple, but his expression did not have a trace of pain when he breathed, on the contrary, it seemed like a relief when he ushered in relief.

This guy... Didn't want to live at all?!

"Great God, don't be impulsive, he's going to die, and the clue will be broken! Don't you want to save the third elder?"

Seeing that Agu Zhong was about to be strangled to death, Ling Yueyue's tears were hazy with excitement, and she yelled hysterically!

Three Elders?

"Goo...", these words made Meng Xiang can't help but stop exerting his strength.

Yes, this matter must have something to do with Ren Xiaoyao, but in order to save the three elders, it is necessary to figure out how the three elders were controlled?

Mind Control, Puppet Talisman, or Soul Snatcher? There are too many spells in the world to control people, and the spells that can be removed by killing the controller are only a small part.

"Hmph!" With a snort, Meng Xiang withdrew his hand and let go of Agu Zhong, took a few steps back, and sat on a large piece of granite as if he was angry, and the granite was cracked.

"Ahem..."Agu Zhong, who was pinched and half dead, suddenly sat down paralyzed, clutching his neck and gasping for breath with difficulty, and it took a while to recover.

That look, people who don't know must pity him when they see it.

At this moment, Agu Zhong looks like a bandit leader? He is clearly a down-and-out old man in his sixties.

"How are you?" Ling Yueyue was also kind, helping him to sit up, and luckily for him.

"It's okay, thank you. Agu Zhong, who quickly recovered his anger, smiled politely at Ling Yueyue.

His pitiful appearance made Meng Xiang's heart soften by three points, and his tone subconsciously eased by three points.

"Forget it, I'm sorry just now, I'm so excited... But I'm not like you, at the critical moment, all your men ran out, none of them helped you, I still like my friend, you know, among the people who besieged us just now, there is an old man I like, do you understand this feeling?"

Meng Xiang said, regretting his immaturity.

Meng Xiang is very aware of his shortcomings, because he is too strong, so he rarely encounters problems that cannot be solved, and he lacks the necessary patience.

Don't look at Meng Xiang as if he has no heart or lungs, in fact, as soon as he makes a difficult choice, his emotions will get out of control.

Meng Xiang is very aware of this, but this is his temperament, and he can only change it slowly.

"I understand your feelings. ”

Agu Zhong rolled up one leg, hung one hand on his knee, and looked at Meng Xiang with some mockery: "Strong against the sky, empty-eyed, but without friends, in order not to expose his loneliness, he has always pretended to be a heartless and happy virtue... Once you encounter something that is unfair with your strength, you will lose your temper like a child... Immature. ”

When he said this, Meng Xiang's brows twitched involuntarily.

Meng Xiang, who didn't move his head, raised his eyes, and the only expression on his face disappeared: "What kind of bullshit are you putting out? Does Lao Tzu know you? Don't say like my mentor, are you teaching me a lesson?"

"Look at you, you're still hard-mouthed. ”

Agu Zhong twitched with a brief laugh: "I didn't teach you a lesson, I just understand the heart of people like you... After all, that's how I came here. ”

As he spoke, Agu Zhong's cloudy eyes became dazed, as if he was thinking back to the distant past.

Meng Xiang didn't speak immediately, and looked at him for a while.

From this bandit leader, Meng Xiang seemed to smell the smell of repentance.

The scene was quiet for a while, and Agu Zhong licked his dirty lips and said, "I know what you want to ask, my answer is... I don't know what is going on with the people of Zixuanmen? I can only tell you that Ren Xiaoyao's purpose is only to eradicate you and me, and he is that kind of person, because you and I are useless to him. ”

"What do you mean?"

Meng Xiang sat up straight and listened attentively to him.

And Agu Zhong's next sentence made Meng Xiang almost wonder if his brain was filled with sulfuric acid.

"Hehe, you don't know yet, do you? He's my apprentice!"

Apprentice?

Ren Xiaoyao is Agu Zhong's apprentice?!

The pride of the human race, the sword god known as the number one human race, is the apprentice of the bandit in front of him?

"Senior, are you kidding?" Ling Yueyue, who was sitting next to Agu Zhong, couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes.

A bitter smile appeared on Agu Zhong's face.

He looked at Ling Yueyue, reached out and touched her head: "Girl, I'm not joking, it's true, if you want to talk about seniority, you have to call me a master." ”

Master?

Ling Yueyue was really stunned at this time.

She looked at Agu Zhong in disbelief, and couldn't say a word in shock.

Ren Xiaoyao is Agu Zhong's apprentice?

Agu Zhong sighed, raised his head, and looked at the top of the cave full of stalactites, remembering the distant past.

"That's a story that is not long, but not short, and it is really a sin of my life to raise such a scourge apprentice. ”

Outside the cave, a drizzle, in a heavy atmosphere, fell in response.

This paragraph, the story that has been sealed in the dust for fifty years!

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