Section 8 Mistaken for a Demon Chapter 1 Impermanent Beggars

The man let go of Xiaoyun, and the grandfather and grandson hugged each other tightly. The onlookers pleaded with each other, hoping that the man would open the net.

The man's body trembled, and he sneered: "Who are you and I Huang Zuoling, you found me in the first place, and now I have changed my mind again." Even if you plead with her, she will not escape death today. ”

The old man hugged Xiaoyun tightly, pulled her down behind him, and begged: "When she hurt my wife, she didn't blame her. Our grandfather and grandson depend on each other, you see how long I can live as an old man, let her go. ”

"Yes, don't embarrass the two of them, we'll pay you a lot of money, and we'll add a few more gold. ”

Huang Zuoling's body shook, and a strong breath hit the surroundings, blowing out the onlookers for several feet, and said coldly in his mouth: "Such a pure demon is rare, how can you let it go." ”

Mo Ran looked coldly at Huang Zuoling, who was incomprehensible in front of him, could it be that the demon must be damned, and he couldn't let him take Xiaoyun away.

"Why is this brother blocking me?" silently found that someone was blocking in front of him, deliberately blocking himself from making a move.

"Little brother, calm down, don't inquire when you first arrive, Huang Zuoling is the master of the Tantric Sect, you can't afford to provoke it. You go to him for trouble, and if you upset him and blow up this place in a fit of rage, you will be guilty. ”

"Ahem. Uncle is good, poor and poor old man, I haven't had a full meal for a long time. A white-haired, red-faced, ragged old man walked over and stretched out the shabby rice bowl in his hand to Huang Zuoling.

Silently looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, how could ordinary people get close to Huang Zuoling's body under this kind of coercion.

Huang Zuoling stirred between his eyebrows, took out a copper coin from his sleeve and put it in the bowl. The old man held the bowl with three fingers, and Huang Zuoling held the copper coin between his two fingers. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is just a flower child begging from a passerby, but he can feel it silently, and they are engaged in a silent battle.

Huang Zuoling's fingers holding the copper coin were slightly bent, and the powerful deterrent force covered the entire bowl, while the old man condensed his true qi into the bowl, turning his breath into intangible.

"Old man, take the money and leave quickly, don't be nosy. Huang Zuoling reminded intentionally or unintentionally.

The old man had a bitter face and begged: "Master, one copper plate is not enough to buy a bun to eat, it is better to reward one more, and I can fill up the old man's food and clothing." ”

The kind-hearted man who reminded Mo Ran worried: "This old man is really uninteresting, how can the master of the secret sect be so good at talking, if he is unhappy, he will not say anything, if he destroys this place in a fit of anger, it will harm many innocent people, for the sake of a demon, why bother." ”

Huang Zuoling's face did not change, but he was panicked in his heart, but he didn't expect that he not only dissolved my 'innate skill', but also had a strong suction force in this bowl to pull his arm, which made him in a dilemma.

"Old man, you have to wade through this troubled water, you are ready to come to your senses. Huang Zuoling said coldly. The two fingers slowly loosened, and the copper coin fell into the bowl but disappeared.

Huang Zuoling's wrist shook slightly, the bowl in the old man's hand snapped and fell to the ground, the old man's wrist shook and cried and said: "The guy who eats has been broken, what can I do in the future." ”

"Old fellow, you're looking for death. When the words fell, Huang Zuoling's body was flooded with a glow, and the red light flashed, and it flashed lightly behind the old man. Raised his fist, a fierce gaze flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The old man moved, and only used one finger to block Huang Zuoling's fist, no matter how hard he tried, his fist did not move a bit.

Silent for a moment, looking at the old man, he sweated for him, but he didn't expect such a huge difference in strength.

With a flash of red light, Huang Zuoling appeared three zhang away, but there was an extra golden war knife in his hand.

As soon as this knife came out, everyone exclaimed in surprise and dispersed in a hurry.

The big knife in Huang Zuoling's hand flipped and turned, imprinting a series of knives. With a flash of the sword, the aura of Huang Zuoling's body instantly increased three times, and he looked at the old man indifferently, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth: "If you have the ability to take my move, I will spare you from death." ”

I can't dodge this blow, I must follow it, otherwise it will be bad if it hurts ordinary people. Feeling his powerful aura, the old man's heart was shocked, and before he had time to think about it, the aura of the old man's whole body suddenly exploded, and the strong true qi was exerted with all his might, forming a nebula around the old man.

Huang Zuoling jumped into the air, the war knife in his hand contained a wild aura, mixed with the furious fire true element, and slashed straight down with the war knife in his hand.

The brilliance was staggered, and the two powerful auras slammed together, suddenly producing a terrifying explosion. On the ground, a strong air current rolled up earth-shattering dust, silently urging the true qi to resist this strangled air flow that strangled all things.

His face changed, Huang Zuoling was terrified in his heart, he was forced to take it over, except for the sect master, no one has been able to take it all.

Immediately, the corners of Huang Zuoling's mouth hooked a mysterious arc, and under the strong force, the old man's hands were numb from the shock, his face was very ugly, and a trace of bright red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"I reminded you not to meddle in your affairs, now even your own life has come in, for the sake of you being so persistent, I will give you a happy ...... Huang Zuoling covered his chest with his hands, spit out a mouthful of black blood, looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, and said incredulously: "Who are you? ”

As soon as these words came out, Mo Ran and several people were shocked, and their eyes all looked at the old man.

The man beside Mo Ran was surprised: "How can this old man have such strong skills, three years ago he was an ordinary beggar, and now he is indeed so good at his body, what kind of adventure can make an old man who is over half a hundred years old cultivate so quickly." ”

His eyes changed, how could Huang Zuoling be willing to suffer this humiliation. I saw that his breath shrank and shrank, locking his true qi firmly in his body, preparing for more powerful tricks.

His heart was shocked, and the man next to him said silently: "It's not good, get out of here quickly, look at this posture, I'm afraid he will perform the stunt 'Heaven and Earth Collapse Slash'." If this move is used, I am afraid that this town will be reduced to nothingness. ”

"What!?" looked at Huang Zuoling in silent surprise, and he must not be allowed to succeed.

Just as he was about to make a move, Huang Zuoling's face changed greatly, his body fell down heavily, he looked at him coldly, and said bitterly: "Despicable, I actually ......." Before the words fell, Huang Zuoling fainted.

Xiao Yun hurriedly ran to the old man's side and said gratefully: "How is your health, old man?" Thanks to you who saved Xiao Yun, please accept Xiao Yun's worship." ”

The old man's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spat out in his mouth, and Xiao Yun hurriedly supported him, at a loss for a while.

The man beside Mo Ran shook his head and sighed slightly, being able to force the Tantric Hall Master to such a point, I am afraid that the price paid is by no means ordinary.

A gust of wind blew, and at some point a young man appeared behind the old man, young, about fifteen years old, holding a hundred-fold fan in his hand.

The old man turned around, saluted the young man, and said respectfully, "Master." ”