The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The sloppy old Taoist rushed into the forest with the girl in his arms, running extremely fast like the wind under his feet.

Yang Jian's figure turned into a wisp of green smoke, and quietly followed the old Taoist, scrutinizing the expressions of the girl and the old Taoist carefully.

As the girl continued to struggle, the old man's expression of haste gradually turned into complacency, and Yang Jian looked at the old man with hatred.

If Yang Jian didn't want to see if the old man had other accomplices, he would have killed the old man in his hands!

What Yang Jian can't see the most is the rumored Yao Dao who uses the soul of a child to practice martial arts!

As the girl continued to struggle, even biting the old man's palm, the old man tightly covered her mouth...

The killing intent in Yang Jian's eyes is getting stronger!

Finally, when the monster ran to the open space where the two forests met, Yang Jian finally couldn't help but make a move.

A vertical leap of more than ten feet!

The girl with shofar braids who was being held by the old man looked up, her big eyes suddenly became bright, and the small mouth even partly escaped from the edge of the old man's palm!

Oh... wow...

Like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, Yang Jian could still control his forward angle in mid-air, and kicked the old man's neck lightly.

Yang Jian was afraid of hurting the girl, so naturally he didn't dare to hit too hard, and just kicked the old man away.

puff!

The old man spewed out in one breath, and his body fell forward, while Yang Jian had already grabbed the girl by the collar, and with a clever lift, he directly hugged the girl in his arms, his figure fluttered and spun, and landed on the soft grass.

Ouch!

The old Daoist fell over and gnawed on the mud, laying there and spitting non-stop.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, put the girl on the ground, walked over in two steps, and stepped on the old man's waist.

The old Taoist reacted quickly, with a trembling voice, he quickly put his palms together on his head, and begged for mercy loudly: Strong man, spare your life! Strong man, spare your life!

Hmph! Yang Jian said coldly, Where is your accomplice?

I...my partner? The old Taoist was stunned at first, and then he was full of remorse, and then he kept shouting: Strong man! You want to kill my old bone, I forced her to do these things!

Yang Jian raised his brows, he didn't expect this old man to be very affectionate.

The old man tried his best to raise his head, patted his wrinkled old face alternately with two palms, and slapped himself: I! I've been covered in lard! I've violated my conscience! I... strongman, please let her go! It's all my fault!

Crack, clap, the applause was very loud.

Hmph! Yang Jian raised his foot, a little unbearable in his heart, and took two steps back.

It never occurred to me that although this demon uses virgin boys and girls to practice, he is also a loyal person.

Why humiliate?

Just take his life and destroy his soul.

Yang Jian raised his left hand, Xuan Gong was running, and a purple aura appeared in his left hand.

Suddenly feeling a small hand grabbing his ankle, Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and looked down, only to see the girl was holding his trouser leg with a small hand, raised her dirty face, and her big eyes were wet.

No, don't hit my master...

Yang Jian couldn't help being stunned.

The old Taoist who was lying on the ground turned around with difficulty at this time, got up, and cried loudly: Liu Ya, go away! Go away!

Master... The girl trembled when she saw this, then raised her head and burst into tears, Master, don't die! Wow...

Yang Jian's forehead was instantly covered with black lines.

The old Taoist knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed to Yang Jian in various ways: Strong man, hero, Shangxian! Shangxian, spare your life, Shangxian, spare your life! We really didn't mean to take things from your ancestors! It's really a tight life, and she is about to starve to death. I, we are also forced to help, Shangxian!

Take something from your ancestors?

Yang Jian was on the spot in a mess immediately, the dignified eight or nine Xuan Gong practitioners showed signs of petrification.

And the old man was crying with snot and tears, took out the tattered cloth bag he was wearing, and poured out a pile of various objects the size of a hill.

There are many gold and silver treasures, but they all carry a little loess.

There are also some weapons and swords, but they are already rusty and full of dirt.

To Yang Jian's surprise, there were three or four magical artifacts with spiritual fluctuations, and they were all rusty and soiled...

Yang Jian instantly understood what the grandson, master and apprentice he met were doing by accident.

The girl next to her legs was still crying loudly, and the old man kept kowtowing for mercy.

Apparently, the old Taoist mistakenly regarded Yang Jian as a bitter master and came to the door, so he begged for mercy in various ways.

Cough! Yang Jian coughed dryly, without changing his face or panting, Do you know what's wrong?

I know my mistake! I know my mistake! I know my mistake! Forgive me, Shangxian! The old man said tremblingly, reaching out and pulling the girl behind him, She was forced by me, she was forced by me, it's none of her business, Shangxian!

Yang Jian stared, this old man actually took this little girl to dig someone's grave?

Digging people's graves is a matter of destroying conscience! Why did you take your apprentice with you! Yang Jian scolded angrily, and the old man was stunned at that time.

The old Taoist immediately answered with a cry: No, I didn't take her with me, I said someone else! Someone else!

snort!

Yang Jian suddenly felt dizzy, looked at the old man, and then at the girl.

This confused account, but it is not clear.

The old Taoist asked weakly: Shangxian, don't you know what kind of business we master and apprentice are doing...

Why did you cover her mouth just now? She struggled so hard, but you took her here? Yang Jian threatened without anger, and the old man kowtowed again in fright.

If kowtowing can save your life, how can this old man be stingy?

Yang Jian yelled loudly: Say it!

The girl who had stopped crying was so frightened that her eyes burst into tears again, she raised her head and continued to cry loudly!

The old Taoist hurriedly raised his hand to cover her small mouth, and quickly replied:

Shangxian Mingcha! Earlier, my apprentice wanted to eat the rock candy sold by that vendor. But she...she recently had a broken tooth and couldn't eat it, so she cried again!

Our master and apprentice are doing this shady business. We have been wandering here for a long time, and there are many people we know.

The little old man was afraid of attracting enemies, so he quickly covered her mouth and ran here...

This kind of rhetoric is quite reasonable.

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched a few times, but he still didn't give up and asked, Is this really your apprentice?

It's true, Shangxian! The shops in the town that sell magical artifacts are all acquaintances of me! They can't be fake! The old Taoist looked up to the sky and sighed, I fed Liuya up with shit and urine, cough! No, I fed it up with one hand!

Yang Jian frowned and said, Let her answer by herself.

This... Shangxian wait a moment.

The old Taoist sat on his knees, hugged Liuya and urged him for a while. Although he was a bit harsh, the concern for the girl in his words, and the details of the girl's little hands holding on to the old Taoist robe, made Yang Jian come to a conclusion.

I never thought, this is really an oolong...

This is really my master...

Liuya said with her mouth shrunken.

Yang Jian looked a little embarrassed, and coughed: You old man, you actually brought such a young child to do such a wicked thing!

Shangxian, this is purely forced by life...

Hmph! Yang Jian looked at the pile of funeral objects, wondering how many ancestral graves the grandpa and grandson had dug.

The girl was innocent, and she was very pitiful. She was forced to walk in the dark at such a young age, digging the earth and digging bones.

But because of this, the old Taoist was killed, and the girl was helpless.

This confused account is really not clear.

Yang Jian said coldly: Can't we have something else to do?

This... the old Taoist said in embarrassment, Shangxian, this is my ancestral handicraft...

Yang Jian glared at him, making the old man tremble in fright.

You asked your apprentice to dig pits in the future?

My precious apprentice is a genius of this way, Shangxian!

When the old Taoist mentioned this, his eyebrows immediately became brighter, and the more he talked, the more excited he became:

The ability to search for dragons, detect acupuncture points, feel pulse and locate, my apprentice has already surpassed me at the age of three! Really! She was born to eat this bowl of food! Given time, maybe she can break out of this small world, go to the land of the prehistoric Wubuzhou, and dig his mighty grave! Dig out the remains of an ancient clan! Shangxian, you believe me! Liuya is absolutely no problem!

Yang Jian:……

Liuya blinked, seeming to know that Master was talking about her, and raised her little chin proudly.

The aura of the little gravedigger genius rushed towards his face in an instant.