"My second child, my second child! I can't imagine that you are so vicious at such a young age, and I am now old and have to suffer such a vicious punishment, how can you bear it in your heart!"

Lao Dao had a sad and indignant expression, lying on his stomach in a pool of blood, holding his second child, tilting his head slightly, and his red eyes were filled with deep resentment.

"The younger generation is just treating others in the way of others, how can they be vicious! Didn't your old man have a lot of fun just now? If I follow suit, I will become vicious, is it only allowed that the governor is allowed to set fires and not allow the people to light lamps? There is no such rule in the spiritual world. ”

Dream Xi had a cold face, and there was a deep contempt in her dark pupils. Such a person can also become an immortal, a person who can't distinguish between reality and fantasy.

"Senior, look at who the figure is in the mirror!" An invisible force tugged at Lao Dao's scalp, forcing him to look up at the standing mirror.

In the mirror, an embarrassed figure was lying in a pool of blood, unkempt hair and burnt beard, with blood on his face, sticky everywhere, a turtle loomed on the left side of his face, the white-bearded old man wanted to hang his head in shame, and the invisible force forced him to look at his figure in the mirror.

"Hehe! Senior, you are still a person who has lived for tens of thousands of years! You can't see through such a simple illusion, hehe! You old man, get up quickly! With this sad and indignant expression on your face and your posture of throwing yourself to the ground, what kind of system do you become in front of the younger generation. ”

A purple glow shot out of Mengxi's eyes, the mirror shattered with a 'snap', and there was nothing wrong with removing the burnt beard and unkempt hair on the white-bearded old man's face.

A shocked expression flashed on Lao Dao's face, and he quickly reached out to touch his lower body, and touched the real object in his hand, fortunately, it was still there, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Poof!" Mengxi was stunned for a moment, poofed out laughing, waved his hand lightly, the shattered mirror quickly recovered to its original state, and the figure of the old Tao appeared in it again, at this time he was lying on the ground, slightly arching his body, supporting the ground with one hand, holding the lower body with the other, looking embarrassed.

"Hehe! Senior, what are you going to do! You are a lot older, no matter how eager you are, you shouldn't do ** in front of me, a junior! Could it be that your face rises with age? Mengxi had a look of sudden realization.

The white-bearded old man attacked his heart angrily, and he waved his hand to attack her, but the dust in his hand had already lost it, so he had to hang his hand angrily, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Senior, are you trying to attack me? Your weapon is here" A whisk suddenly appeared in Mengxi's hand, and with a slight flick, an arc ripple hit the white bearded old man's body, and his transparent figure dimmed a little.

Lao Dao didn't care about his dim figure, and looked at Mengxi in disbelief, how could the purple divine light appear on a spiritual female cultivator, if that legend was true, could he take the opportunity to follow her.

"Little girl, Lao Dao was too eager just now, and you are angry, can you sit down and talk to me. The white-bearded old man wanted to stroke his beard, but suddenly found that he had been cut off by Mengxi, and quickly performed a cleaning technique on himself, looking at Mengxi with a smile.

"Hehe! Senior, you have no problem with your brain! One moment we killed you to death, and the next moment we found that we were invincible, just like how to talk about it, although there is no sunlight in this place, please don't always dream. Hmph!" Mengxi's face was cold, and with her cold snort, a purple flame quickly burned the dust in her hand.

"Ah~!" The white-bearded old man's face was distorted, his expression was uncertain, a painful expression, as the dust disappeared, the figure floating in the air became more dim, at this time he already understood that there was no room for change, but he had to grit his teeth, and pressed down the killing intent in his heart, and raised his head with a smile.

"Little girl, if you are still not angry, even if you come to me, it was the old man who was wrong just now, and the old man is here to compensate you. With a sincere expression, the white-bearded old man arched his hand at Mengxi.

"Old-timer, do you want to lurk by my side and wait for the queen to settle accounts? It's a pity that I'm too timid to give the old-timers a chance to taste their courage! There is a story about Mr. Dongguo and the wolf! I don't know if the old-timers have ever heard of it? Oh! A person like the old-timers who can endure humiliation must have done it more than once!

Does the senior want me to help frame that Mo Qing senior, could it be that in your era, demon cultivators were three points more righteous than immortal cultivators?" The ruddy little mouth pouted slightly, and the charming phoenix eyes were charming and innocent, with a curious expression. glanced at the stiff face of the old man.

"Oh! The seniors don't know yet! The little woman has already seen that Mo Qing senior, and the aura on his body is just the opposite of his senior, and his behavior is also the opposite of his senior! Could it be that the bad guys all have a righteous face, and the seniors are really appropriate. I'm going to put aside your heart and see what color it is, and if it will be the opposite of your white face?"

With an innocent expression, Mengxi raised her jade hand elegantly, and the purple flame sword quickly appeared in the palm of her hand, stabbing straight into Lao Dao's chest.

"It's not good, someone is coming! Hmph! I'll have a chance to clean you up later!" Mengxi's expression suddenly changed, with an unwilling expression, it was too bad for her to come, no matter how angry she was in her heart, her body still fell softly.

The moment she touched the ground, everything was back to normal, her unkempt hair was scattered on the ground, a few wisps of blood stuck to her pale face, and with the sound of coughing, the blood flow at the corners of her mouth accelerated a little, as if it had never happened, Mengxi was still that weak, vulnerable body.

The white-bearded old man held his chest with palpitations, his heart seemed to jump out of his body, and the whole person seemed to have collapsed, sitting on the ground and gasping for breath, his eyes flashed with fear, the flame sword that swallowed the scorching breath, and the breath of death approaching.

I still remember the first time I went out of the mountain to practice, the master told me, "Li Bai, you go down the mountain to experience this time, and tell you a word for the teacher, don't bully the poor young man, be humble, go! Go early and return early!" The master held his gray beard with a worried expression.

"Li Bai, digging coal for the teacher is to remind you to dig out your inner obsession, cultivating immortals is cultivating the heart, obsession does not get rid of evil thoughts, remember not to force others to do things for you!" The master took his hand before he died, with a worried expression.

Lao Dao thought about the past, and looked at the scene in front of him, as if he was sarcastic about his disobedience, the experience just now was really like a dream, his dim figure, the disappearing dust, reminded himself that everything is real, and he must not act recklessly.

Unbeknownst to the old way of memories, the real nightmare has not yet begun.