Yang Yu and Xiaobudian don’t want to attract attention, otherwise their identities would probably be seen through and exposed, but now they have no choice but to be entangled with Xiaobudian, whose head was pierced by a sword.

When a group of people approached, they were all stunned. Who is this child? A god!

What is he doing? He is riding on the neck of that existence and beating?

I almost fell into my eyes. This is too speechless. I dare to attack the ancient supernatural!

"Am I dazzled? Or did I go to the wrong place? Who are those two children? You're too brave."

Throughout history, endless years have passed, and I have never heard of anyone who dares to be disrespectful to this mysterious existence. Today I have gained some knowledge and the two little kids have come to this point!

A group of people approached and landed in the yard.

Yang Yu clasped his hands together and stopped moving, standing aside.

Xiao Budian was extremely alert and said, "What do you want to do?"

While saying that he hugged the sword and rode on the gray-haired old man's neck, he refused to get off.

A group of people suddenly dazed, "We are here to save you, why do we make us look like evil people?" And what's very speechless is that the child holds a sword, and no matter how he looks, he looks like he is protecting food. Do you still want to greed for that sword?

"You hold that sword..." an old man spoke.

"Mine, mine, I picked it up!"

Little Buddian hugged the Gu Jian tightly, looking alert.

“…”

Yang Yu's forehead turned black, he curled his lips speechlessly, turned around and walked towards the crowd, and shouted again: "Amitabha."

It looked like a monk who left after helping others, which made Xiao Budian and a group of old men look weird.

"Cough!" Tao Ye, the old man holding the gourd, coughed:

"I think you misunderstood. We don't want this sword, we are here to save you."

"Then you guys tell me."

Xiao Budian was alert to holding the ancient sword in one hand and the copper cauldron in the other, and smashing it up again. It was obviously a rush to work and wanted to get it done as soon as possible.

There are a group of people in Butian Pavilion who are so funny. Such a top-notch child is really rare. Why is this style a bit familiar?

"Stop knocking, no one robs you!"

Elder Xiong Fei's face turned pale and he quickly shouted to stop him from continuing to destroy.

The little broken child ignored it and tried hard to swing the bronze tripod, smashing it with a shocking sound. Everyone present was shocked. This kid was too fierce and had an amazing strength!

Elder Zhuo Yun's face turned pale and quickly told him that this was an insolvent mystery and was still shrouded in shadow.

"What? Every time I appear, I will die, especially geniuses?"

Xiao Budian was stunned. The copper tripod in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and then jumped down and ran towards him.

With a "swoosh", he hung directly on Elder Zhuo Yun's body, hugging him and never letting go of death.

"What are you going to do, why do you hold me?"

Elder Zhuo Yun's face turned pale. According to the legend, if he touched the taboo, the elders and others would die!

"I'll give you that sword, elder, save me!" Xiao Budian hit the swing on his body.

"I... don't want it!"

Zhuo Fei's face was pale. What should I do? I can't say that I'm afraid of it, it's in front of three thousand teenagers.

Xiao Budian saw that his face lost blood, and he felt suspicious, and then jumped directly to Elder Xiong Fei's back, hugged his neck, and refused to let go.

"Sacrifice to the spirit!"

Elder Xiong Fei's face turned green all of a sudden. Why did this little kid move so quickly? He actually changed to him, and he felt a little frightened.

In particular, he felt like a cold corpse standing in front of him, staring at him.

"Elder, don't move, your head is about to touch his face." Xiaobudian reminded.

Oh my God!

Elder Xiong Fei was shocked and scared, cursed in his heart, and kept cursing. Why is this dead child so unruly? Can the elder's body crawl around casually?

"The ancient supernatural powers seem to be the soul of a strong man of a high level. If there is no way to rescue Butian Pavilion, then you can only return to Shicun as soon as possible!"

Yang Yu stayed in the crowd with a strange expression and murmured, making Xiao Budian even more helpless.

I came to Butian Pavilion thousands of miles away, but I haven't gained any benefits yet, so I'm going back now?

"It's all spread out, nothing looks good."

The old senior Tao Ye spoke, holding the golden gourd, and let all the more than 3,000 new disciples retreat.

"Take him to the ancient palace."

Another senior figure spoke and asked to take Xiaobudian to an important place in Butian Pavilion.

Elder Xiong Fei sucked his teeth. The little broken child could not be kept on him. How could he take him away? There was an ancient corpse blocking him in front of him.

"Elder, just walk upside down." Xiaobu gave out an idea.

In the end, a group of people marched forward in a mighty manner, and the old man and the old woman rushed to the ancient palace with their little ones.

Elder Xiong Fei cursed in his heart. He was really walking backwards along the way, and he could feel a chilling cold air hitting his body.

Why did this little broken child get stuck with him? It is even more hateful than the naughty child in the Void God Realm, because this time it is related to life and death!

The hall is magnificent and the auspicious atmosphere is steeped in a high mountain, overlooking the four fields and the mountains are small. This is the main hall of the Butian Pavilion. I will not discuss it here unless it is a major event.

The interior is brilliantly inlaid with various strange stones, emitting a ray of light, and you don’t need to light the light even at night.

Moreover, there are primitive treasure bones inside the magnificent hall, which flows runes, blessed here, and shot out wisps of divine light.

The colorful palace of Liuxia Yirui was so shaking that Xiaobudd's eyes were straight, and he wanted to find a hammer to knock them down and solve the pieces of treasure bones.

"Sit down, everyone." An old man spoke.

The Pavilion Master has never left the pass, and the identities of a group of old men in the hall are almost the same, so there is no need to talk about the number of seats. Of course, elders like Xiong Fei and Zhuo Yun are not listed here, and their seniority is a little different.

When Xiaobudian calmed down, the brilliant light in the hall gradually faded away and became extremely simple. He sighed in his heart that it was really the prosperity that had fallen and the dullness returned to the real world.

The Butian Pavilion exudes the Taoist rhyme everywhere, alerting the disciples and awe-inspiring people.

"Calculate the time, Baiduanshan is about to be opened again, otherwise we, the Butian Pavilion, would not appear again."

Tao Ye has a high status, holding a yellow gourd in his hand, sitting in the hall, looking around at everyone.

"This time, 'he' did not go to the Ancient Holy Academy, nor to the Genius Camp, so he actually chose an ordinary disciple, which is really strange."

A person next to him spoke.

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Budian was puzzled.

"Do you want to survive, child?" Tao Ye asked with a smile.

"Why am I going to die?!" Xiao Budian asked angrily, hugging Xiong Fei's neck.

"Be gentle!"

Elder Xiong Fei was depressed. This little child was too strong.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, and his whole body was stiff and then his anger was trembling.

He wanted to turn around and take the child's face and look carefully.
Chapter completed!