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The woman protected Wushuang behind her and refused to let him go. Although she was in awe of the old Taoist, anyone who wanted to take the child away from her was her enemy. - The woman's tears were blown dry by the cold wind, and a fierce light gradually appeared in her eyes. She opened her arms to protect Wushuang, and an invisible airflow rose from her right hand palm. The airflow contained infinite energy, which was enough to destroy all enemies in the world.

"Rareless!" The old Taoist was furious and scolded the 'female'. His tone was full of majesty that could not be blasphemed.

The woman did not retreat at all, and the cyclone in her palm gradually expanded.

My God, that's not a cyclone. It's clearly a hideous evil ghost who was played with by her applause and was at mercy. The evil ghost's face was green and grinned, and stretched out his claws to make a miserable howl.

"Xiao Qi! You forgot, who taught you all your skills? You are so presumptuous! I have always felt that you are pitiful and can't bear to take back your only remaining pair of true souls. Don't 'force' me!"

The old Taoist words woke up the "woman". The "woman" gradually withdrew the fierce light in his eyes and knelt in front of the old Taoist with a thunderous sound. She led Wushuang over and knelt down to the old Taoist together. Although she didn't say anything, Wushuang knew that she was begging the old man to "hand over" herself to her.

"Damn it, old guy, don't think that you could bully people just by giving me guidance last night. I don't like pretending to be a b-like person in my life!" Wushuang felt endless maternal love in this 'woman's body. What should he do if someone dares to bully his mother?

Wushuang glared at the old Taoist angrily, "drawing out" the dagger and "pushing" it step by step. No matter what kind of immortal Taoist you are, let your arrogance pay the price today!

"Haha...haha... I am like him, and I am afraid of it. The old man laughed.

"Like your uncle? If you don't want to die, get out of here!" Wushuang became completely angry.

The "female" dressed in the Republic of China rushed over and grabbed Wushuang tightly, preventing Wushuang from approaching the old Taoist, as if she was very taboo about this old Taoist.

"Child, I should tell you this. If you don't want to die soon, you have to stay away from her. She does not belong to this world, this time and space, and not any plane!"

The ‘female’ held Wushuang’s arm with tears in her eyes, and wanted to leave the mother and son before life and death.

"Hey! Why bother with this? Xiaoqi, since the moment you brought the Golden Phoenix Ruiguan, you should have expected that there will be today. You left the bubble on your feet, and I can't save you. Go back, go back, I won't have any trouble with this child. He is still young and needs to be tempered. Eight years later, the world's number one fight will still be counted on him, not us!" The old Taoist persuaded the "female" with great sincerity.

The woman finally let go of Wushuang's arm and reluctantly stroked Wushuang's face, with her eyes full of love.

"Let's go, go, go where you should go." The old Taoist's big hand pressed on Wushuang's shoulder, and suddenly it made Wushuang unable to move like a heavy burden.

The woman gradually walked away, and the White Deer King dragged her to disappear into Ye's se. Wushuang had a small impulse in his heart at this moment, wishing to open his mouth and call her mother. Maybe this was a great comfort to her, and maybe his own mother would not blame him. But the old Taoist's big hand contained an irresistible energy, which made him almost unable to breathe, and he couldn't even open his mouth.

No wonder she didn't let herself and the old Taoist embarrass her just now. The practice of this mysterious Taoist priest has far exceeded the scope of normal people's understanding, and he is no longer a creature that exists only in the human world. Maybe he has ascended.

"Child, remember, in Longwangtun, no matter how your relatives look for you, it is like finding a needle in the sea. They can't help you, because this is the disaster you must go through in your life. After experiencing it, the cicada clothes outside you will slowly fade away, making you the real thief leader!"

"The thief?" Wushuang repeatedly recited this familiar word.

"Yes, the thief leader! The leader of the thief's 'sect'! Just like cultivating immortals, I regard it as an unattainable thing when I was young, but as I grow older, 100 years old, 200 years old... I have different understandings of practice in each age group. Even if I can't escape the script God has already set for me, I have to go through those hardships to see through the world."

"Transformation? What is transformation? What is disaster? Old Taoist, I don't want to be a thief leader. I just want to be an ordinary person, the brother of Park Jin's "Hua", and fish here peacefully, pick Dongzhu, and live a life." According to the popular words now, Wushuang wants to be a quiet and beautiful man.

After hearing this, the old Taoist laughed: "Is it possible? Child, the blood flowing in your bones has been awakened by you. From the day you brought the Kui Fu, your fate cannot be changed. Everything is for the day eight years later! Do you think your sign is bad luck? Do you think your rescue by the Park family is a coincidence? These are scripts arranged by God for you, and no one can change them. Just like you have to live in Longwangtun for another month and go through four disasters. Even if they turn the Yalu River over, they can't find you, and they can't help you. You can only rely on yourself."

"By relying on yourself? They? Who are they? What are my family?" Wushuang looked confused.

"Go, go back, don't let Mei...Miss Jin'hua' is anxious. She is a good girl. Enjoy your month. Maybe this is the happiest time in your life." The old Taoist gently pushed Wushuang's back with his palm.

Suddenly, Wushuang's whole body was immediately filled with energy, and even the injuries on his legs could not feel the pain. He followed him to push the palm wind and took a few steps forward. Unexpectedly, after selling those steps, he had already left the barren mountain in a blink of an eye. Not far away, he heard the sound of dog barking in the Dragon King's village again. The "yin" wind behind him had long disappeared, as if everything was his dream just now.

This is the Phantom Ghost Hand. The Phantom Ghost Hand used by the old Taoist is the same as Ma San. However, whether it is Ma San or Master Dong at the time, they only appreciate the two successful powers of the Phantom Ghost Hand. These two successful powers are enough to make them one of the best thieves in the world. And the old Taoist is the founder of the real Phantom Ghost Hand.

The old Taoist sat on a huge rock on the barren mountain, looked at Wushuang's figure who was leaving, and cried and sighed.

"Hey! He is another kind of love. Like Gongyao, he is destined to be late for this life." Suddenly, a very small sound came from the old Taoist's ears, as if someone was rushing towards this mountain. He pointed to the ground with his toes, and his tall and thin body rushed out dozens of meters like a god, and then gradually disappeared at the end of the forest.
Chapter completed!