"Let's go." Yang Xiaobao pulled Su Guihua away from the ruined temple, and the two rushed towards the village.
While the two of them were walking, Yang Xiaobao suddenly stopped and frowned and said, "Oh no, I forgot to leave a signal flare for the village chief."
Although Yang Xiaobao practiced "The Wind Rumor" and was extremely fast, he could not use the Wind Rumor for a long time. There was not much true energy in his body, and he could not support him to activate the Wind Rumor for all his strength, otherwise
His body would not be able to bear it.
Yang Xiaobao took out the jade pendant in his arms, then crushed the jade pendant, which broke open and turned into powder and spilled all over the floor.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Seeing Yang Xiaobao's actions, Su Guihua was full of doubts.
"Hehe, I sent my grandfather a helping signal. As long as my grandfather sees this jade pendant, he will definitely come here immediately." Yang Xiaobao scratched his head honestly and said, "Besides, haven't I promised you, I
I will definitely protect you, I cannot break the promise."
When Su Guihua heard Yang Xiaobao's words, her heartbeat faster and her eyes became a little wet.
"Sister Guihua, don't, let's go quickly, I guess someone will come soon." Yang Xiaobao said, holding Su Guihua's hand.
Yang Xiaobao pulled Su Guihua forward, and Su Guihua's heart thumped and her cheeks were red, like a ripe apple.
The two ran for half an hour, and Yang Xiaobao stopped. He pointed to a mountain not far away and said, "Let's go up the tree!"
"Going up a tree?" Su Guihua said in confusion.
"Of course!" Yang Xiaobao said, pulling Su Guihua up the tree, then he used the "Wind Rewarding Technique", kicking his legs on the branches, and then jumped far away with a whoosh, and then landed steadily on another one
On the branches of a tree.
Yang Xiaobao sat on the tree fork, turned his head and looked at Su Guihua who was standing in the spot dumbfounded. He reached out and greeted, "Sister Guihua, come up."
Su Guihua took a deep breath, slowly raised her legs and stepped on the branches, and then moved up step by step.
"This tree is really strong!" Yang Xiaobao smiled.
Su Guihua's pretty face flushed, and she lowered her head and ignored Yang Xiaobao.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaobao scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Sister Guihua, I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Su Guihua whispered.
Yang Xiaobao deliberately pretended to cough and said, "Sister Guihua, you won't blame me this time."
"Yes." Su Guihua responded in a low voice.
When Yang Xiaobao saw Su Guihua's shy appearance, his eyes suddenly shone. He stared at Su Guihua's fiery gaze for a long time.
"Hey, why are you staring at me like this?" Su Guihua raised her head and asked.
Yang Xiaobao opened his mouth and was about to speak, but suddenly, an angry shout echoed throughout the night.
"Don't leave, kill my son, take your life!"
Accompanied by the angrily shouting, a powerful aura came overwhelmed. Yang Xiaobao quickly turned his gaze away. He looked ahead and saw an old man standing not far away. His turbid eyes ejaculated.
With a sharp and sharp splendor, he stared at Yang Xiaobao tightly, wishing he could cut Yang Xiaobao into pieces.
"Dad!" After seeing the old man, the man in blue shirt who was lying on the ground moaning was immediately excited. He rolled and crawled to the old man and shouted.
"Son, how are you doing? Does it hurt?" The old man saw that his son was seriously injured and his heart was as if he was squeezing. He squatted down and hugged his son in his arms, and said with extreme pain.
"Dad, your child is unfilial and disappointed you!" The man in green cried. He didn't expect that he was defeated and almost died here. If this matter spreads, he would not have the face to stay in the royal city in the future.
Ah, so his heart was filled with strong hatred.
"Who are you?" the man in blue roared angrily.
"My name is Yang Xiaobao, and Sister Guihua is Su Guihua." Yang Xiaobao said: "We are just ordinary people, and my grandfather's name is Yang Tianlin."
After Yang Xiaobao finished speaking, he looked at the old man quietly.
"Hmph, you kill my son and destroy my grandson. Today I vow to take your life!" The man in blue stared at Yang Xiaobao gloomyly, and his body exuded a terrifying aura.
Feeling this breath, Yang Xiaobao's face darkened. This breath was stronger than the aura of the man in black before. Obviously, the man in blue had a higher cultivation level than the man in black.
"Second uncle, kill him and avenge my brother!" The young man who fell in a pool of blood roared in grief and anger.
"Shut up!" The old man glared at his son, then he stared at Yang Xiaobao and said, "You kill my son and my grandson. I will never forgive you. Let's die!"
Yang Xiaobao knew that the old man's cultivation was at the level of a martial artist, and his strength was enough to crush him. Even if he had "The Wind Rule", he would probably not be an opponent. However, he did not retreat, but instead had a huge fighting spirit. He took it from his waist.
He came out the quaint wooden sign and shouted: "Yufengzhi!"
In an instant, a strong wind swept across, and Yang Xiaobao floated up and rushed towards the old man!