"How can you treat the savior like this..."

The more Zhuang Jiuzhu talked, the more angry he became, and he perfectly substituted himself into the role of a hero who was misunderstood and wronged in many stories of all corners.

Obviously, Master Zhuang has forgotten that his rescue operation is one-sided, and he has also collapsed in the middle...

Ye Cang's brain was full of blue veins.

Heck.

When did they become such wonderful "confidants"?

"Brother?"

Lu Xiaoxiao rolled up his sleeves, revealing his thin wrists, and looked at Ye Cang tentatively.

Holding the heavy sword, Ye Cang thought for a while, nodded in agreement, and then warned: "Don't be like the one last time, beating up the brothers and sisters of their sect so that they can't recognize them... Leave him a breath."

"okay!"

"Wait..." Young Master Zhuang, who was being moved by himself, suddenly widened his eyes, leaned back, and was furious, "You, what are you going to do?! Do you know that this Young Master is Gu Jiansheng of the Beast Master Sect? Gu Qingshui's disciple brother! My senior sister is Liu Qingjian! My senior brother is Qianlijing! If you dare to hit me, my senior brother, senior sister and master will definitely not be able to spare you!"

"Is it a person from the Imperial Beast Sect?"

Lu Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and exchanged glances with Ye Cang calmly.

The reason why they were so prepared was to spend time with this man early in the morning. Apart from the fact that his motive for appearing in the grotto was unclear, the more important thing was that from what he vaguely explained, this guy was following them all the way from Qianlaicheng. , who came to Meicheng, and even went down to the burrow in the end.

But when the four of them were down in the Baigongzhuang burrow, none of them noticed that someone was following behind!

It would be excusable if Lu, Xiaoxiao and the others didn't notice, but Ye Cang's sensitivity to the surrounding environment was the first among Taiyi disciples in the contemporary era. Even he didn't notice it, so the problem was very big. The four of them had to suspect that this unassuming guy was pretending to be crazy.

Ye Cang's brow furrowed slightly imperceptibly.

...The Royal Beast Sect, Gu Jiansheng.

The matter of Baigongzhuang, as expected, there is the Imperial Beast Sect interfering behind it.

He nodded to Lu Xiaoxiao, meaning: you beat first, I will go out and report the situation to the little master.

"Why, are you afraid?" Zhuang Jiuzhu saw that they didn't speak, thinking that his master's name had shocked them, and suddenly, like a big cock shaking his colorful tail, he was bound by iron chains and hugged with difficulty. Arms, pretending to be reserved, "Forget it, those who don't know are innocent, this young master will not care about you... Cough, let's do it, you comment on "Xizhou Fengwu Scroll", I will be in front of Master... Ah! !!"

Lu Xiaoxiao slowly withdrew his small fist from the swaggering big cock's face.

Hearing this guy babble all morning, she has long been impatient.

"What are you doing?!" Zhuang Jiuzhu's expression seemed to be shattered, "How dare you hit me! No... No, how can you beat this young master—Ow!"

"It's you, the guy from the Beast Master Sect, who was beaten."

Lu Xiaoxiao was neat, and gave this guy another punch.

"You dare!"

thump.

"Wait—hitting people don't slap in the face!"

dong dong.

Ye Cang stepped out the door, shutting the clamor behind his back.

They have already discovered that this nagging guy is not high in cultivation, but he is very skinny for some reason... When Lu Jing fished him out of the gravel, he was beaten by a piece of thousands of dollars. The heavy stone was hit, but nothing happened except for breathing out.

but……

Lu Xiaoxiao, that is a strange girl with a reputation of "strengthening the mountains and making the world unparalleled" in Taiyizong.

…………………………

"Why is there so much noise over Ye Cang?" Lu Jingpiao fell on the ruins of the burrow, turned around and glanced at the house that had not completely collapsed in Baigongzhuang, and couldn't help frowning, "Young Master Qiu, You Taiyi disciples are not very good at interrogation, they are a bit backward, you look at our Yaogu, after this son's update, and now a tickle pill is put down, I can guarantee that you can even explain how old you are when you are still peeing your pants."

"Yitching Pills... You're just tossing around with these things, but your father didn't kill you?"

Qiu Bodeng waved his sleeves, and the snow on the ruins of the grotto flew out of thin air and fell to the side, revealing the entire grotto again without any cover.

The blood pool at the bottom of the grotto has evaporated.

Cheng Zhusi of Meicheng moved out most of the corpses in the blood pond, but there were still some corpses that had not been moved out in time, lying staggered at the bottom of the dry pond, and the air was filled with a touch of blood. The altar in the center of the pool was cracked and shattered, and newly written Sanskrit mantras emitting golden light - obviously this is the handwriting of monk Budu.

"My dad's old-fashioned, he was almost scolded to death by him last time because of this... Forget it, don't talk about him," Lu Jing shook his head, and pointed to the black air that kept coming out after breaking through the cursed blockade, "That's it. This thing, there is no way to completely eliminate it, and there is no way to completely seal it... It just appeared last night."

Having said that, Lu Jing paused.

"It appeared when I was a child."

child time.

It was the moment when Qiu Bodeng led the teacher Wu Luo's soul back to the world.

Qiu Bodeng heard the words, looked down at the grotto, pondered for a while, stretched out his hand, and his index finger drew a few lines of light in the air, and then flicked his fingers and fell on the altar.

The light pattern fell, and the black gas disappeared.

Just as Lu Jing was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that the black air that disappeared didn't take long, and then rose again, wisps by wisps, like a group of black snakes dancing, like countless ghosts in the dark reaching out their hands to the sky.