Brother, this showman

A hole was directly opened above the barrier by the thick tree roots like a knife cutting a watermelon, and countless roots turned into sharp knives and approached the door.

Song Jihua was swayed left and right by Ye Wenqing's collar, and even the two red braids on the hilt of the sword were swaying together. Those who didn't know thought it was the two fuwas dancing.

Ye Wenqing felt tired after carrying it for a while, so he let go of Song Jihua and pulled Feng Lianchen back instead.

Song Jihua: "...Brother Wenqing, can you say hello if you lose me in the future?"

Song Jihua didn't dare to stay on the ground any longer, so he quickly got up, pulled out the saber in his hand, imbued his palm with spiritual power, swung the sword away, and the sword energy shook away the approaching skeletons.

The tree root seemed to have eyes, and continued to attack after failing a move.And the skeletons following it followed its movements.

The movement of the tree roots is as fast as the movement of the skeleton, and there is no room for breathing.

Ye Wenqing squinted at the approaching skeletons, and his expression became more serious. Once he was out of the suppression of the Soul Locking Pillar, these evil spirits would never stop, and the world would really be in chaos.

Song Jihua's existence in Xiao Guanzong was no different from Ye Wenqing's existence in Yanrantai, they were both constantly disliked, the only difference was cultivation. At the age of 25, he had just formed a golden core, if he hadn't occupied Chen Xian's favor, he would have been kicked out of the teacher a long time ago.

"Brother Wenqing." Song Jihua's hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, panting heavily, "These guys are too difficult to deal with, my master has never taught them."

"I'm talking about Song Shiwen." Ye Wenqing clicked his tongue, "If Sect Master Chen hears your words, I'm afraid you will feel chilled?"

Song Shiwen was a joke that everyone used to call Song Jihua in private.Ye Wenqing really couldn't understand this kid, he was too weak, and his combat value was not as good as a chicken.

Song Jihua opened his mouth and was about to reply when he felt his body lighten and he flew into the sky again.

Song Jihua flapped his legs and turned his head uneasily.Feng Lianchen was picking up his clothes with the blade of his sword, dragging himself up to fly.

"Lianchen." Song Jihua wanted to cry but had no tears, "I will control the sword."

"Shut up!" Feng Lianchen glanced at him and said coldly.

Song Jihua closed his mouth resentfully, and looked at Ye Wenqing on the ground as if asking for help.

Unexpectedly, Ye Wenqing smiled brightly, beckoned to himself cheerfully, and pouted forward: "Brother Song, don't be afraid, I need your help, lower your head and have a look."

Song Jihua hurriedly turned his head to see that an old man in sandalwood clothes and gray hair was surrounded by a group of skeletons.

The strange thing is that the old man was not afraid, but knelt on the ground with great reverence and kowtowed, muttering: "Elder Sister, Second Sister, Third Sister, Fourth Sister..."

Dare to be his relatives.This idea suddenly popped up in Song Jihua's mind.

Before he knew it, Song Jihua stopped right above the old man.

Song Jihua was stunned for a moment, then realized later: "Lianchen, you must be thinking, ah!"

It turned out that I didn't want to, but I really lost it.

The following words were thrown away without a chance to say them.

The brothers and sisters are really a virtuous person.Song Jihua thought angrily.

Song Jihua's cry interrupted the old man's words, the old man raised his head subconsciously, then his figure flashed, and he quickly avoided Song Jihua who fell from the sky.

Feng Lianchen returned to Ye Wenqing's side and watched Song Jihua's every move together with him.

"Look, the skeleton is not besieging the old man." Ye Wenqing said.

"As expected, they are relatives." Ye Wenqing added, "Just now I thought he was dating randomly."

Seeing that Song Jihua was holding a sword in his hand, the old man's face immediately collapsed, and he looked at him vigilantly: "Who are you!"

"Just a passerby." Song Jihua bit the bullet and smiled into the old man's vigilant eyes.

"But my younger sisters said that you summoned them." The old man's tone became more and more hostile. "These beauties are all withered. Which passer-by has this ability?"

Song Jihuaxue was not as eloquent as Ye Wenqing, so he blurted out: "Me!"

"Puchi." Ye Wenqing couldn't help laughing out loud, this Song Shiwen is really cute and silly.

The old man did not know where to take out a sickle and held it in the air, and said coldly: "So you did it on purpose?"

Song Jihua was confused by what he said, what exactly is he talking about?

"Brother Wenqing!" Song Jihua could only ask Ye Wenqing for help. He really couldn't do anything to an old man. If Master found out, he would be punished if he went back.

Ye Wenqing gave Feng Lianchen a look, Feng Lianchen understood, silently took a few steps back, and left in the opposite direction.

Ye Wenqing tapped his toes, flew forward, and stopped opposite the old man.

"Old man." Ye Wenqing smiled, "don't get angry, old man. We were really passing by here, and we were delayed by a few robbers. Who would have thought that these robbers have not lost their conscience, and told us that a The old man was caught, so he hurriedly asked us to come and rescue him."

"You're talking about Mahoujiu and the others?" The old man paused, with disdain in his words.

"Exactly." Ye Wenqing nodded.

"It's just a bunch of straw bags." The old man snorted coldly, and slowly put down the sickle in his hand, "I'm fine, where do I need help?"

Ye Wenqing glanced around without a trace, and there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth: "This place is very strange and extremely dangerous. The old man should leave as soon as possible."

"Nonsense!" The old man retorted with a blushing face, "How dangerous is this place? This is a treasured land, full of wealth and honor, and my sister and the others are all inside."

As he said that, he raised the sickle again, with a fierce look in his eyes, wanting to cut at Ye Wenqing.

At the critical moment, the old man's neck tilted, and the sickle in his hand fell in response to the sound, and fell into the hands of Feng Lianchen.

"Good job." Ye Wenqing looked around, all the skeletons were bound in the fairy net.

Since the old man could keep the skeletons from moving, he had no choice but to hold the old man and let Feng Lianchen take the opportunity to subdue the skeletons.

"So it stopped?" Song Jihua asked incredulously.

"Why? Brother Song, don't you think it's enough?" Ye Wenqing raised his eyebrows, "Should I release another one for you to play with?"

Song Jihua looked back and forth between the skeleton and Ye Wenqing, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he stumbled, "Then those just now..."

"Just kidding you." Ye Wenqing exposed the previous embarrassment indifferently, and winked at him, "Brother Song's performance is always so unexpected."

Song Jihua: "...Brother Wenqing, if I beat you up, are we still friends?"

"What do you think?" Feng Lianchen pointed Wuming at Song Jihua, with icy sword energy flowing all over his body.

Can't afford to provoke.Song Jihua shook his head again and again, "I'm just joking."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" The old man who was originally in a coma suddenly woke up, and kept flapping his arms like a different person. Feng Lianchen was caught off guard and pushed a few steps away by him.

"Ghost, ghost!" The old man's voice made the hearts of the three jump.

"Old man!" Ye Wenqing yelled helplessly, covering his ears.

The old man's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at Ye Wenqing quietly, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he said inexplicably, "You are so handsome, are you married yet?"

Ye Wenqing: "..."

Which one is this singing?

"It should be that they are not married, that's good." The old man said to himself.

"It's done." Feng Lianchen interrupted the old man's words, "He's married, and the husband and wife are loving and harmonious."

"I see." The old man sighed, "What a pity, is this young master married? If not."

"We're also married." Feng Lianchen said without changing his face, "The husband and wife are loving and harmonious, and their love is stronger than gold. They must die."

The old man's lips moved, and he said for a long time: "Okay, these days, all the good-looking people are picked out."

"Old man." Song Jihua interrupted abruptly, "Why don't you ask me?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Jihua, frowned and said, "If you look like this, you won't be married."

Song Jihua: "...the old man has really good eyesight."

"That's right." The old man curled his lips, "We have a lot of bachelors like you in the town."

Song Jihua: "..."

I shouldn't have asked.

The originally thrilling scene suddenly turned into a scene of urging marriage. This turning point really makes people feel at a loss.

The old man said that enough, turned his head and looked around, and shouted again: "My God! Where am I! Masters, are you doing this? There are so many skeletons, what are you going to do? What! Are you practicing the technique of immortality? Then have you practiced it? See if I am suitable?"

Ye Wenqing: "..."

Feng Lianchen: "..."

Song Jihua: "..."

"Master Immortal, why don't you talk? Did I hit the mark? Is it really the technique of immortality?" The old man really believed in himself as he spoke, his voice gradually weakened, and his face was filled with a serious look. "It's over, I spied on the secret, will I be silenced?"

"Old man." Ye Wenqing sighed helplessly, "Are you learning to change faces or singing?"

"I know a little bit." The old man smiled modestly, "How about a session for all the immortal masters?" As he said, he made gestures and was ready to have a session.

"Okay." Ye Wenqing interrupted, pointing to the skeletons making a fuss in the fairy net, "Your sisters are still inside."

The old man shivered, and quickly looked away: "Nonsense, I am the only one in my family for nine generations, where did my sisters and sisters come from? These skeletons look the same, even if they are my family members, how can I recognize them? They are all How long have you been dead? I'm only 56 this year."

Ye Wenqing's eyes darkened, and she stared at the old man for a while, seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, she frowned slightly, what's going on?Was he possessed by a ghost just now?

Suddenly, a yellow butterfly flapped its wings and landed on the old man's shoulder, and disappeared after a while.

Ye Wenqing looked up, only to see Feng Lianchen shaking his head unobtrusively at himself.

The evil-seeking talisman didn't respond at all, which meant that the old man was a real person, not a ghost. However, the reaction before and now were two completely opposite people.

"Everyone." The old man's tone suddenly became serious, "The three of you saved the old man's life. According to our local custom, the three of you will go back with the old man for seven days."

"This old man is Guo Fugui, the mayor of Qingshui Town. Today I came to the mountain to find beams suitable for building beams. I was lucky enough to meet a few immortal masters to rescue me. I also invited the immortal masters to come down the mountain with me, so that I can repay you."

Feng Lianchen looked at Ye Wenqing with questioning eyes.

"Okay." Ye Wenqing smiled meaningfully.