Nether Forest (5)

"Old immortal, old immortal, please save my brother!"

"Old Immortal, please show mercy to your boss!"

Suddenly, the two people who had been lying quietly at the door knelt up and pleaded in unison.

The disciple waved his hand and said, "It's all said, my teacher doesn't look down on the fees you have presented." Instead of wasting your time here, why don't you go back early and prepare some good things. ”

One of them laughed and said, "This senior brother of the Immortal Family, my brother is just afraid that he won't be able to wait that long." Why don't you ask my senior brother to transfer the old immortal on my behalf, first ask the old immortal with a wonderful hand to heal on my behalf, and then go back and let my two brothers offer the consultation money, okay? I swear to heaven that no matter what the old immortal sends in the future, my three brothers will never give up! Okay?"

The disciple said disdainfully: "We have always only accepted spot goods. So, since you don't have any treasure in your hands, get out of the way. My mentor is about to go out, and Hugh has to stop here. ”

As he spoke, the disciple ignored the three of them and walked in front of them with his head held high, which was to prepare the deer cart. Unexpectedly, one of them suddenly hugged his legs and begged, "Senior Brother of the Immortal Family, no matter what, please help me with this!"

"Let go, let go!"

The disciple shouted repeatedly, but this person just clung to it. The disciple became irritable, raised the short whip in his hand and slashed his head and slashed at the man, who lowered his head and received several lashes alive, but he was stubbornly entangled.

"Okay, okay, aren't you really afraid of death?" the disciple pulled out a short sword from his cuff and said, "Don't let it go." You can't afford to delay my teacher's time!"

The man and his companion had been waiting here for several days, but there was no sign of the old fairy. Tonight, I finally have to see the old fairy come back. I heard that I was going to go out next, so I was willing to let it go, but I hugged his legs tightly, and pleaded to the courtyard in a loud voice: "Old Immortal, if you save my brother, my brother is willing to be a slave and a servant for the rest of his life, for you to drive." ”

A voice came out of the room. "Time is pressing, what are you talking about with them? If someone gets in the way, even if they are killed!" It was the old man's voice, but the voice that had sounded so kind in front of the direction before, for some reason, had become so indifferent tonight.

The disciple listened to the teacher's orders. Holding a short sword in his hand, he said: "Don't let go again." I'm going to cut this sword!" but felt that the man's hands were forced, and he seemed to be holding them tighter.

The disciple no longer hesitated, and when he raised his sword and fell, he slashed at the man's neck.

"Poof", the short sword entered without a handle, piercing the person's neck alive, and blood splattered for a while.

"Ahh Swinging the knife is to cut down at the disciple.

"Ding", a crunch sound. Out of thin air, an object flew in the back of the knife, which made the tiger's mouth numb for a while, and the way in his hand was suddenly lost, and a big knife was actually flicked by the disciple with a short whip in his hand, and it was pushed away.

I can see clearly in the direction, in the courtyard, I don't know when a puppet has been standing, and at the critical moment, it was the puppet that flew out of his hand, and almost shot down a master in the middle of the spiritual transformation.

That disciple was only a mid-stage cultivator of Xuanqi, and he really didn't want to be able to stab a mid-stage spiritual transformation monk to death with a sword, and then casually dissolve the blow of another mid-stage spiritual transformation master, and he was also surprised, and he stood stunned for a moment and didn't know what to do.

The Spiritual Monk looked down and saw that what had just hit the back of his sword was a broad bean, which had now been torn apart. When I looked up, I knew that the puppet's skills were far superior to my own, and I wanted to run, but I couldn't let go of my brother who had been lying on the ground, and I wanted to fight, but the victory was almost zero.

In a blink of an eye, his body rose violently, and he rushed towards the disciple, but the big knife in his hand danced out of a knife net, firmly protecting himself.

In his mind, the only way to restrain the kid in front of him first, and then use this to blackmail the old immortal is the best policy.

The disciple saw that the strong enemy was grabbing him, not to mention that his legs were still being held by someone, even if he didn't have such a burden, he couldn't run at this time. I couldn't help but secretly scream, "It's over." ”

But when he heard the sound of "dang" again, the puppet came first, and he actually broke through the knife net with one arm, and his five fingers were like hooks, and he went straight to the man's throat.

If that person still wants to take someone captive, he is afraid that he will die first.

Finally, the man's figure turned violently and swept backwards.

The old man in the house said coldly: "Ignorant rat generation, is this a place where you can be presumptuous? ”

The golden-armored puppet strode forward, and the man knew that he was not the puppet's opponent at all, and he was already cowardly in his heart, so he turned around and ran away before he could fight again.

"Bang!" there was a loud bang, but the man seemed to hit an oak wall, and his body bounced back, his nose was broken, and blood flowed for a long time.

The direction was clearly visible from the outside, and just as the old man was talking just now, the golden armor puppet waved his hand casually, and behind the man, an aura barrier had been erected, and it was clear that he didn't want him to escape.

That person's collision, without any warning, was already bumped into all kinds of meat, and he had already been sealed by the golden armor puppet to keep up with his cultivation and spiritual power, and he couldn't move.

The old fairy said: "Send this guy in and I'll see." ”

The golden-armored puppet had already carried the man in a few big steps.

The disciple vigorously broke the hands that bound him, and was about to continue to the deer house to set up a car, but he heard the old fairy in the house say, "Okay, let's not rush over tonight." Wait for me to refine this person into a golden pill first, and it's not too late to go tomorrow morning. ”

The disciple bowed down and said, "Yes, I will obey the master's orders." ”

The old immortal said again: "Those two people outside, you clean up, don't waste it." ”

The disciple said yes again and again, and reached out and took out a small square lacquered gold wooden box from his bosom - he recognized it at a glance before the direction, this box was the one that the old fairy took out in front of him that day.

Opening the lid of the box, the disciple gently clamped the box with a silver tweezer, and took out a golden Tianling silkworm half the thickness of a finger.

I didn't know what this guy meant, but I saw that he only gently put the silkworm on the forehead of the deceased. The Heavenly Spirit Silkworm suddenly screamed excitedly, and with an effortless arch of its head, it drilled into the forehead of the deceased.

After a while, the spirit silkworm was bloody that day, and it was found that between this entry and exit, the silkworm body had nearly doubled in size.

The disciple then picked up the silkworm with tweezers, turned around, and placed it on the wounded man's forehead - grandma's, this man is not dead yet!

"Poof", a stream of plasma spurted out, and that day the spirit silkworm drilled into it in the same way.

Shaking his head in front of the direction, Mamma Mia, this master and apprentice, I'm afraid they are not good! It's just that the old man is kind to himself on weekdays, and he doesn't take anything from his belongings, and he rectifies that kind of "ecstasy soup" for himself to enjoy.

It's just that he is just a minor repair, with tonight's style, if he really wants to deal with himself, can he afford to spend so much effort?

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out. (To be continued......)