Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

Cheng Fan laughed so hard that his shoulders twitched.

Both Xu Huan and the little girl were happy.

"No, use this."

Cheng Fan took out a nail clipper from the system space and threw it casually.

Hongmao took it over and aimed at the middle finger of his left hand, hesitantly refusing to make a move.

Cheng Fan smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, take your time to build your mind. Master Liao should last a few more minutes."

After stimulating the red hair, Cheng Fan gave Xu Huan a look, indicating that she was ready to make a move.

Seeing the smile on the corner of Cheng Fan's mouth, Hongmao felt more and more that he was mocking him.

"I can do it, I will definitely do it! Uncle Liao, wait for me!"

The red hair gritted his teeth, and pressed the nail clippers hard.

A blush splashed across his face.

With firm eyes, Hongmao endured the pain and wrote the word "retire" on the palm of his left hand.

"Master... is this okay?"

Cheng Fan looked slightly relieved, and nodded lightly.

"This method can only deal with some little devils who are not very skilled, and it is enough to deal with those little things in the warehouse."

"That's good...Uncle Liao, I'm here!"

The red hair held his left hand and rushed towards the warehouse, shouting.

Ka Ka Ka Ka -!

The black figure at the warehouse door twisted its neck and looked at him.

The torso and joints twisted strangely, crawling quickly on the ground and walls.

The eye sockets are hollow, shining with a faint green light.The mouth suddenly grew wide, making a roar of unknown meaning.

"Uncle Liao, hold on!"

The red hair shouted, raised his left hand and approached the black shadow.

There was a rustling sound, and several black figures at the door quickly crawled towards him.

The black mouth grew suddenly, exuding a stench.

Fear, fear, and panic suddenly attacked Hongmao from all directions.

"Get out of the way!"

The red hair suddenly seemed to think of something, and raised his left hand high.

"Back! Back! Back!"

The next moment, a faint red light bloomed from Hongmao's palm, and the black shadow howled and retreated.

Ordinary people's yang energy is weak, and they can only disperse the shadows for a short time. If it is replaced by a cultivator, the effect will be several times stronger.

Of course, ordinary cultivators would not use such stupid methods.

At this moment, Hongmao was panting heavily, his mind was blank.

Cheng Fan's faint voice sounded in his mind:

"Well done, go, Master Liao needs your help."

"Yes, Uncle Liao is waiting for me..."

Hongmao raised his left hand again and rushed into the warehouse.

Cheng Fan nodded secretly, then turned his head and said to Xu Huan:

"Mingzhen, get ready, the appetizer is almost over."

"Yes, Master!"

……

in warehouse.

Sensing the movement at the door, Master Liao frowned, and the razor in his hand became sharper.

How could anyone still come to this place?

Is it the head of the Dishui Temple?

Seeing the red hair barging in, Master Liao's expression changed drastically.

"Son, why are you back? Get out of here!"

Seeing Master Liao who was almost covered by black shadows, Hongmao hurriedly shouted:

"Uncle Liao, hold on! I'll come and rescue you right away!"

A trace of doubt flashed in Master Liao's heart.

Isn't the Taoist priest of the Dishui Temple here?

How to let this kid take risks?

Without thinking too much, Master Liao was anxious, swiped his knife to cut off the black shadow in front of him, and walked quickly to the direction of the red hair.

It's just that there is no wall to support the back, but it gives the black shadow a chance to sneak attack from behind.

Before he took a few steps forward, there were several bloody wounds on his back.

Cheng Fan and Xu Huan saw this scene through their spiritual sense, and whispered:

"Master, will Master Liao find it unacceptable for you to sharpen that child like this?"

"Maybe, but I think he'll understand."

"..."

"Okay, let's not talk about it. The big guys hiding behind are coming, you go and help them."

Xu Huan nodded, took out his flying sword, and sat outside the warehouse.

Cheng Fan picked up the little girl, who started to yawn.

"Ninny, are you sleepy? Master will take you back to the temple."

The little girl's face was sleepy, and she forced herself to say: "Master, it's okay, I haven't done today's evening class, ah~~~Ah, I owe you."

The little girl opened her mouth uncontrollably and let out a big yawn.

Cheng Fan patted the little girl's back lightly, leaned her little head on Cheng Fan's shoulder, and soon fell into a dream.

Cheng Fan said softly: "Mingzhen, my little girl and I are waiting for you in the temple."

"Don't worry, master, I'm here."

Cheng Fan nodded slightly, tightened his grip on the little girl, and moved back to the view in a flash.

……

Dripping view of the backyard.

Nian Suixi held Dug's front feet and said in a deep voice:

"Dahu, from now on, you will be a good chess friend for someone in my year!"

Big Tiger's head was buzzing, and there were stars in his eyes.

You are a boss, as long as you are happy.

On the side, Lord Stove and Lao Long shook their heads contemptuously and continued to play chess.

At this time, Cheng Fan's figure suddenly appeared in the backyard.

"Little friend, are you back?"

Several seniors greeted with a smile.

Cheng Fan had already set a silence barrier around the little girl's ear, and nodded with a smile.

"The little guy is a little sleepy, I'll take her to rest first."

After speaking, carried the little girl into the house, put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

Gently scratching the little girl's nose, she said with a light smile, "Little guy, I was sleepy so early today, and you escaped the evening class... What a dream."

After speaking, Cheng Fan left the house.

The little girl shrugged her little nose, turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

Walking out of the house, Cheng Fan saw Nian Sui Xi and Du Hu tightly hugging each other, very affectionate.

However, Duo's expression was quite subtle, with tears in his eyes, and he looked at Cheng Fan pitifully.

"Senior, Dumb, what are you..."

Nian Suixi hugged Dahu and said with a smile, "Haha, Dahu is my good chess friend."

Cheng Fan stared at them dumbfounded.

Brother, are you sure it's not because Dumb can't learn how to play chess and is easy to bully?

"Hehe... as long as senior is happy. Dahu, you work hard, and I will give you extra meals later."

Hearing Cheng Fan's words, Du Hu had no choice but to nod with tears in his eyes, obediently accepting his fate.

The old dragon rolled his eyes and said to Cheng Fan:

"Little friend, come and play with your uncle Long, let us see your level."

The corner of Cheng Fan's mouth twitched, can we change to other entertainment items?

The old dragon was in high spirits, and grabbed Cheng Fan's hand.

We can't beat the old stove, but it's more than enough to abuse you kid.

"Come here you!"

Chapter 365 Twelve Sword Lights, Kill All in One Go

"Not right!"

After two games of chess, the old dragon had a look of disbelief.

"There's something wrong with you kid! Benlong won't play with you anymore!"

Lord Stove was taken aback when he heard the words, the raised teacup froze in mid-air, and said in surprise:

"Old Dragon, what's wrong? You've lived for so many years, can't you even beat Cheng Xiaoyou?"

The old dragon held his breath, and said indignantly:

"This kid's tricks are really evil, he can always kill a bloody lane from unexpected angles of this dragon."

"Old Zao, if you don't believe me, try it, maybe this kid will give you a surprise!"

Cheng Fan shrugged and smiled innocently.

The Stove Lord twirled one of his beards and said with a smile: "Then let the old man come and meet my friend for a while!"

"My lord, please!"

As he spoke, Cheng Fan withdrew his consciousness and showed a smile.

……

Half an hour ago, outside the abandoned warehouse.

Master Liao protected the red hair and retreated. The two of them were covered with scars, and the wounds were still smoldering.

As soon as he came out, he saw Xu Huan standing outside the door with his hands behind his back.

Master Liao showed an angry look on his face, and he couldn't beat his anger.

"Daozhang, why did you let the child come back to die?"

Xu Huan didn't respond. He glanced at the black mist coming from behind the two of them, and slowly raised his right hand.