Now, how come these little guys from the Zongzitouxian family are more cunning and cunning than us Shanze wild cultivators?

Chen Pingan originally wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him and throw another punch to break the head of the old man Gaoguan. However, Lu Tai almost screamed in his heart to remind Chen Pingan. With the help of the flying sword needle, he quickly retreated, farther and farther away.

good.

The old man with a high crown supported the crooked Wuyue crown on his head, and did not pull out the "infatuated heart" that pierced his heart. He looked at Lu Tai with a sad smile.

His hands were still tightly bound by the two swords and magic weapons, trying their best to restrict the flow of the old man's spiritual energy.

The futon was in pieces, with dozens of holes poked out by three flying swords, and the air was leaking from all directions.

Lu Tai stood opposite the old man Gao Guan, with lingering fears. At that time, he deliberately called himself a monk from Taiping Mountain in order to scare away this old guy. Who would have thought that as soon as he heard that he was from Taiping Mountain, he would bite people like a mad dog. Chen Pingan's situation at that time was,

It's a veritable life hanging by a thread.

Lu Tai calmed down and said calmly: "We are actually not Taipingshan monks."

The old man twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "I just figured it out, Taiping Mountain can't teach you two little kids."

The sea of ​​clouds in all directions gradually dissipated, returning to the heaven and earth without success.

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The fight between gods and gods always takes place in the sky.

But joys and sorrows, partings and reunions, are common in the human world.

There was an eerie atmosphere in the hall of the main building of Flying Eagle Castle.

The castle master Huan Yang was already moving freely, but he didn't even glance at the woman's body on the chair next to him.

The old housekeeper He Ya glanced at the castle master's wife with complicated eyes. He couldn't bear it and hesitated to speak, but was stopped by Huan Yang with a cold and stern look.

Huan Yang put one hand on the handle of the chair and said in a deep voice: "No one should publicize what happened in the lobby today. Anyone who dares to reveal a word will not only be punished by the family law, but also everyone in the room will be implicated and their hands and feet will be broken."

, expel them all from Flying Eagle Castle!"

Huan Yang did not turn his head, but casually tapped the chair next to him with his finger, "Madam became ill due to overwork and died of a serious illness..."

Huan Yang paused briefly and said coldly: "After death, the tablet will not be placed in my Huanshi ancestral hall! You are not allowed to be buried in..."

Everyone in the lobby remained silent, not daring to question anything.

Old Master He Ya finally couldn't help it. He took a step forward, interrupted the second half of Huan Yang's sentence, and said sadly: "Fortmaster, my wife is at fault, but I hope that the castle master will see that my wife has taken care of her husband, raised her children, and managed the family business these years."

For your sake, please allow my wife to be buried in the back mountain, Lord of the castle, even if I, He Ya, beg you..."

At the end of the story, this old steward who devoted his whole life to Flying Eagle Castle and preached to groups of children and solved their doubts actually burst into tears.

Huan Yang was furious and slapped the handle of the chair so hard that the whole chair broke and collapsed in an instant. His face was gloomy, he thought for a moment and coldly snorted: "We will discuss this later!"

Huan Yang, who had always been kind to others, was now like a hungry eagle and a hungry falcon. He looked around and saw that everyone's scalp was numb and they didn't dare to look at him and lowered their heads.

"It's hard to say whether Flying Eagle Castle can survive. Don't leave here for the time being. Anyone who dares to leave the gate without authorization, He Ya, kill him!"

After Huan Yang said these words, he left the lobby alone, climbed up the stairs, and finally came to the place that even his father named "Shang Balcony" for some reason. A man who had never been so hard-hearted in his life looked up into the distance.

, trying to see the outcome of that battle earlier, but unfortunately my martial arts training was mediocre and my eyesight was limited, so I couldn't see any clues. I could vaguely see the sea of ​​clouds dispersing and the sword light looming horizontally.

Huan Yang lowered his voice and gritted his teeth: "If the ghost baby is born and is as powerful as they say, it would be great if I, the Flying Eagle Castle, have full control!"

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The old Taoist led the three of them to escape from the Flying Eagle Castle smoothly and headed all the way deep into the mountains to the north. This trip was incredibly smooth and smooth, with no major twists and turns except for sporadic ghosts and demons that came out to disrupt the situation.

Not to mention the three young people who survived the disaster, even the old Taoist himself found it unimaginable.

For a moment, the four of them felt as if they were in another world.

Standing on the hillside, Huan Chang suddenly said: "I want to go back."

The sloppy old man nodded secretly. With this thought, regardless of whether it was childish or not, he could hope to help the Huan family regain its strength in the future.

If he only focused on burying his head and running away in a hurry, the old man would not look down on the woman Huan Shu, but he would sincerely look down on Brother Huan's grandson.

The original dark sea of ​​clouds has dispersed. Although it is still difficult to say that Eagle Castle is out of the dead end, it is a good sign after all.

The old Taoist raised his eyes and roughly observed the atmosphere using the Shanmen Taoist method. The rich Yin energy in Feiying Castle had almost completely dissipated.

So he comforted Huan Chang, "Don't be in a hurry to go back. Now the situation seems to have turned to our side. You must not cause trouble at this time."

Huan Chang clenched the handle of the knife at his waist, veins popped out on the back of his hand, and said gloomily: "My parents are still in danger, but I, the son, have to stand by and watch, and I am not the son of a human being!"

The old man laughed dumbly, but was not impatient. He patiently explained: "Fearless sacrifice is not true courage. Huan Chang, if you want to be a man like your grandfather, you can only do it when there is no retreat and the righteousness lies."

That feat of chopping open the statue of a spiritual official with a knife! Even we practitioners who live in seclusion in the mountains will praise him and call him a hero after hearing it. This kind of courage is not the courage of an ordinary man, nor is he willing to die in vain."

Huan Chang nodded silently.

This young warrior, who had high hopes from his family, did not have a bad temper. If he was not tolerant, as the next master of Feiying Castle, he would not be able to tolerate Tao Xieyang, a foreigner who was prospering in Feiying Castle.

Huan Shu gently pulled Huan Chang's sleeve.

Huan Chang raised his head and smiled, "I'm fine, don't worry."

The old man was a little relieved.

Such a river and lake has its own flavor.

The young Taoist priest Huang Shang murmured: "Master, can those two foreigners really kill that demon in the sky?"

The old Taoist didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and sighed: "The person who has the ability to arrange such a big situation and reverse the fortune of a hundred miles is most likely a big demon in the Golden Core Realm. That skill of moving mountains, let alone Master me.

, even your master, who is so talented, couldn't do anything at the peak of his cultivation. If those two young people can drive away the powerful enemy, they will be lucky, and there is no need to expect to successfully kill the enemy.

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After getting out of danger, the old man's tense heartstrings relaxed, and he suddenly looked depressed. Today's battle made this Taoist Taoist who lived in the mountains really feel exhausted mentally and physically.

The old Taoist leaned against a big tree, "Unless a great monk from Fuji Sect comes after hearing the news, and he must be of high seniority, it will be difficult to stop the demonic giant who controls the sea of ​​clouds."

The three of them had heavy expressions on their faces, Huan Shu bit her lips, and her mood was particularly complicated.

My parents are still in trouble, and there is a fool waiting for death outside the ancestral hall.

Even if she and her brother managed to survive, their future would still be bleak. Huan Shu really didn't know where to go.

Huang Shang looked sad.

I have been cultivating Taoism hard for several years, and I didn't dare to slack off for a moment. I thought that I had achieved a small degree of success in Taoism, and it was easy to encounter mountains and rivers. However, I almost lost my life when I thought that I was just in this paradise-like Flying Eagle Castle.

The old man broke the dull atmosphere, took a big breath, and smiled, "But don't worry, as long as the devil returns in vain this time, it will definitely attract the attention of the Fuji Sect. The devil will never dare to make trouble again within a hundred years.

, there are two immortals who are Taoist lovers in the Fuqi Sect. Once they are annoyed, it will be easy for any one of them to go down the mountain and kill the demon!"

The old man didn't seem to be relieved. He turned his hands and said with a smile, "Easy as a piece of cake!"

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Outside the ancestral hall, Tao Xieyang was worried.

But I am not worried that Flying Eagle Castle will become a purgatory on earth.

Rather, he was worried that his family ancestor, who had been thrown into this place when he was young, suffered too much damage in this battle, preventing him from growing up to become the number one grandmaster in Chenxiang Kingdom step by step.

He wants to take the beauty he likes into his arms. He really likes Huan Shu, who he watched transform from a little girl to a young girl and then to a graceful woman.

He wants beauty. He also wants Jianghu.

I can’t believe I will have the opportunity to go to the top of the mountain to see the scenery in the future.

Occasionally, he used the opportunity of traveling around the world for the Huan family to meet his ancestor in private. The ancestor once taught him that as long as he likes something, he should hold it in his own hands. If he really can't,

Either don't think too much about it, or destroy it directly.

Tao Xieyang thought so.

There was no one around. Tao Xieyang, who had taken off his mask, had a gloomy expression. He put away his cluttered thoughts. Finally, he felt that the pair of useless stone lions were an eyesore. He slashed them with two swords, splitting the two stone lions in half.

Fall to the ground.

After venting his frustration, the young man immediately realized that he had done a bad job. Once the ancestor's plan failed, he had to retreat to his lair to recuperate. His angry behavior would easily reveal clues, and that damn old guy could spot it.

What, so the thoughtful Tao Xianyang quickly stepped forward, using the handle of the knife poured with pure zhenqi to smash the stone lion statue that fell to the ground bit by bit.

Then he walked quickly towards the main building of Flying Eagle Fort, and slapped himself on the chest with a palm on the way, until blood splattered from his mouth, and then he gave up.

The mountains are dangerous and the wind is strong and people can easily fall. The rivers and lakes are dangerous and the water is deep and boats can easily capsize.

The ups and downs of the human heart are the most difficult to calm down.
Chapter completed!