Celestial

When I walked next, there was no obstacle, and there was nothing blocking the way, but half an hour's time was to get outside the dilapidated ancient palace...

"Huh, this hall..."

However, the first time I saw this hall, the old man was a little stunned, as if he saw something, but for a moment, he couldn't tell what was wrong...

When he looked at the gate, he suddenly frowned, preparing to take a look before approaching...

Who knows, at this moment, a voice came.

"Hey, who are you? How did you get here?"

Bai Fazhen has long been ordered by Lin Fei to guard around here. Who knows, just patrolled around here, and when he came back to look, he found that someone was coming...

Under normal circumstances, if someone intentionally finds it, as long as it is within a few tens of miles, the real white-haired person can find it, but now, the real white-haired person is not clear until he returns to this place...

There are only two possibilities. Either it is cultivated to the top of the sky, and the breath converges to an extreme place, which is difficult to detect, or it is really weak...

Although not sure, the white-haired real person is still quite vigilant and dare not relax: "Ask you, who are you? Which school? How did you find it?"

"So, did you follow the companion next to the refiner?" Who knew that the other side looked at him, but said suddenly.

"Ah?" The white-haired real man froze for a moment, staring at the other side for a while, staring at the other person, and looking up and down for a long time, before asking indifferently, "Who are you?"

"Hehe..." The old man smiled and said, "Who can it be, a bad old man? It's not accidental to hear that there is an excellent refining master here. Let's take a look..."

"What refiner?" White-haired real-face suddenly turned black: "I said old man, you have found the wrong door, go to the refiner workshop if you want to find a refiner, don't go around here, knowing the dead !"

"Danger? I think you are here too?"

"I'm too lazy to tell you an old man, and get away quickly, otherwise I'll be welcome, and no one will collect you."

"Oh, you don't have to worry about this. If the old man dies, there may be many people to help collect the corpse..."

"Damn, I don't know what to do!"

Between talking, the white-haired real person suddenly broke out a dozen flying swords and rushed in that direction...

In fact, white-haired real people also want to take the lead.

This old man is very strange at first glance. Although he doesn't know if he came here by mistake, he still has some ideas. In short, let's start with the strong first!

however…

The old man was just there, motionless, and did not even move when the white-haired real shot, until the flying sword was less than one foot away, he raised his hand...

Suddenly, the Daofei flying sword that came out of the air, under this bomb, seemed to encounter some invisible barrier, so it was so condensed in the air.

"not good…"

Bai Fazhen felt wrong at the time and quickly wanted to withdraw these flying swords. However, at this moment, he found out that these flying swords seemed to have fallen into the quagmire. Must not...

"Oh, it seems that the old man doesn't need to find someone to collect the body..."

At this moment, seeing the old man's seemingly kind smile, the white-haired real person swallowed hard and couldn't laugh anymore...

Oh shit…

This is prepared...

"You, who are you..."

It’s just, the voice just fell, but the old man just smiled and said, “I’m not saying that, I came to find the first refiner of the ruins, oh, yes, I have a few poorer generations, it seems that You guys are not robbed..."

"I, I am not, this, there must be some misunderstanding..."

For a time, the white-haired real man felt bitter in his mouth, and he instantly understood what was going on...

Damn, this is obviously the rhythm of the mistress and the parents coming to the door...

But what the **** is this shameless, was robbed, shouldn't he swallow the bitter fruit by himself, and then diligently practice, thinking of revenge day and night, and finally come to do nothing to bully the young poor? Teacher? Can you still be a bit ambitious?

Forget it, I can't control so much now...

The main thing is to figure out, which parent of the mistress is this...

"Then, that, I don't think there is any misunderstanding, let's say it first..."

However, at this time, the old man apparently did not buy it: "I have long heard that there is a white-haired real person beside the refiner who assists in abuse. Presumably, that person is you?"

As the voice fell, I only saw a vine, and suddenly I don't know where it came from. I slammed it and pulled it towards the white-haired real person.

"not good!"

Bai Fazhen didn't dare to make a hard connection, and he wanted to hide from it, but somehow, at that moment, Bai Zhenren found himself as if he had become a few flying swords, all of which were in neutral, but the whole person There is a feeling of being stuck in the mud and unable to move...

"what!"

This is just a matter of a moment, but at that moment, that vine has been drawn down fiercely, just in the face of a white-haired real person, just a moment, a hot pain came, a red mark, just Bulging up at a speed visible to the naked eye...

Speaking of it, a white-haired real person is hard to break, but under this vine, I feel like I am back to a mortal, lashed hard by that thorny thorn...

At that time, my tears were all pulled out alive...

"Predecessor, senior, be merciful and have something to say..."

At this time, the real man with white hair also knows to what extent the gap between the strengths of the two sides has been so big. At that time, he quickly confessed to counseling. Unfortunately, this sentence did not wait to finish, but the old man did not listen at all...

During the talk, the second time was drawn again...

This record was pumped fiercely on the back of the white-haired real body. The huge power directly turned the white-haired real person to the ground.

For a while, the white-haired real man couldn't bear it completely, "Previous, senior, I apologize, I admit my mistake, I return things!"

"Oh, this is not necessary." However, the old man took another note and said casually: "Anyway, the old man doesn't care if you make mistakes..."

At this time, only to hear a "snapping" sound, the white-haired real person was almost pumped away, but at this time, the white-haired real person could not care about this, but after hearing the old man's words, he was full of doubts about his life.