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The woman in the red dress didn't answer, her eyes were full of anger and hatred, she saw the light of the knife flashing, Bai Xiaohun snorted softly, and grabbed the woman's slender wrist with his bare hands, the slender wrist of the woman in the red dress was caught by Bai Xiaohun, and the machete snapped. It was easily removed by Bai Xiaohun.

Bai Xiaohun said: "I've never been an enemy of women, especially beautiful ones." After he finished speaking, he released the strength from his hands, and the woman in the red dress let out an "ah", and took a few steps back.

The woman in the red skirt rubbed the wrist that was grabbed by Bai Xiaohun just now, and looked at Bai Xiaohun with complicated eyes.

Bai Xiaohun looked into her eyes, couldn't see what emotion she wanted to express, but frowned and said: "You killed my wolves, I didn't ask you to settle accounts, but you took the initiative to trouble me, hum ! Does this make sense?”

The woman in the red skirt said arrogantly: "It's just a few animals, not to mention that the wolves appeared because of the beast tide, when did they become your wolves."

Bai Xiaohun said: "These dozens of wolves have been enslaved by me, why are they not my wolf pack? You killed my subordinates, how will this be settled?"

The woman in the red skirt looked at Bai Xiaohun in surprise, and asked, "These wolves you enslaved? Are you from the Flying Eagles? But why are you wearing the costumes of Wanshou Villa?"

Immediately afterwards, the woman in the red skirt cursed: "The people in Wanshou Villa are all beasts in clothes, and the Flying Eagles are naked beasts!"

The woman in the red dress scolded loudly, Bai Xiaohun looked at the woman in the red dress in astonishment.

He stayed in Wanshou Villa for less than half a month, and he didn't understand the meaning of the words of the woman in the red dress.

Suddenly, there was a loud laugh in the forest, followed by a deep voice: "Who is speaking ill of our Flying Eagles?"

As soon as the words fell, a large group of flying cranes circled in the sky, and there seemed to be hundreds of them.

The sound of the wind was rumbling, the wind was howling, and the wind and sand blinded everyone's eyes. They saw an old man in white robes driving a big roc, descending from the sky.

Bai Xiaohun took a closer look, and found that there was another person lying at the feet of the old man in white robe, wasn't it the slave artist of the Flying Eagle Sect that Zhuo Tianao had killed before?
"The old man passed by here and heard that someone was hurting our Flying Eagles. This makes the old man sound a little uncomfortable!" the white-robed old man said, and then he jumped lightly, and jumped off the back of the roc, as if A light feather falls on the ground without stirring up a trace of dust.

The woman in the red skirt faced the white-robed old man without fear, she said loudly: "In the first place, you Skyhawk faction are naked beasts, enslaving these beasts to attack our small cottages, and then robbing our supplies, isn't that true? Isn't it an animal act?"

The old man in white robe sighed: "Natural selection, survival of the fittest. Since we are strong and you are weak, then the weak will only be bullied. If you are strong, wouldn't you bully those weaker forces?"

The woman in the red dress said: "Using words to make sense, you Tianying faction can only do such things, what kind of hero is bullying the weak?"

The white-robed old man shook his head and said, "Little girl, you are still too young. This world is cruel. The weak will eventually be wiped out by the strong, unless the weak become strong."

"When you use love to protect sheep from wolves, that kind of love is tantamount to destruction for wolves, because they will starve to death!"

"This world is like this. Either the wolf dies or the sheep dies. Either the weak wolf is starved to death or the weak sheep is bitten to death! Maybe this world is too cruel, but it is beautiful because of it!"

The woman in the red skirt froze for a moment, then shook her head crazily and said, "You're talking nonsense, it's not like that at all!"

The expression of the old man in white robe was still calm, he waved his hand, and the big roc in the air flew down.

Pointing to the corpse on his back, he lamented, "The heart of my grandson of the Skyhawk Sect was pierced by someone's sword because of his weakness. When I found him, he had been dead for a long time."

The old man in white robe looked at the woman in red skirt and said: "So, the behavior of our Tianying faction is not the behavior of animals. Natural selection, survival of the fittest, isn't this the case in this world?"

He glanced at the corpse on Dapeng's back again, and sighed: "I don't want to avenge my grandson, I just want to bring his body back to our Skyhawk Sect and bury him. Home is the eternal destination." !"

Zhuo Tianao had already got up from the ground. He was leaning against a big tree, looking at everything in front of him. When he saw the old man in white robe looking at him, he suddenly panicked.

The strength of the white-robed old man was unfathomable, according to Zhuo Tianao's estimate, at least he was at the level of the sub-spiritual realm, not to mention that he also controlled hundreds of flying cranes.

Everyone on the field has no chance of winning against the white-robed old man. The white-robed old man suppresses everything in the field.

Bai Xiaohun carefully analyzed the words of the white-robed old man, and for a moment he suddenly felt that what he said was very reasonable and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. At that moment, he wanted to give up and go to the Qianmen sect to take revenge.

But how can hatred be easily let go?

"The Tianmen sect captured the suzerain and killed so many of my brothers and sisters. How can I let go of my hatred? How can I be worthy of the dead brothers? Absolutely not!" Bai Xiaohun was fighting in his heart.

The old man in white robe looked at the scene, dozens of wolf corpses were randomly placed on the ground, and a few people were murmuring on the ground, apparently seriously injured.

But the most serious thing was the giant man. He was still lying motionless on the ground, except that his eyes could see.

The old man in white robe looked at Bai Xiaohun and asked, "What did you do?"

Bai Xiaohun replied truthfully: "Try your best, barely defeat the enemy!"

The white-robed old man laughed and said, "I have the same demeanor as I used to, but I can't go back to the time when I was young. Young people, they are always too bloody, and they like violence too much. The principle of immobility and anger makes money."

Bai Xiaohun said: "Senior, don't mock the junior!"

The white-robed old man shook his hand and said: "Why are you talking sarcasm, this is what I say from the bottom of my heart!" Then he sighed again, and continued: "Forget it, let me see what's wrong with this baby?"

After finishing speaking, the old man in white robe walked towards the giant man.

The woman in the red dress hurriedly stood in front of the white-robed old man, and said, "I will never allow you to hurt my elder brother!"

The old man in white robe smiled, moved his body, stretched out his right hand, and the woman in the red dress was caught in his hand.

"Young man! Catch this girl, don't let her make trouble!" The white-robed old man threw the red-dressed girl onto Bai Xiaohun's body, how dare Bai Xiaohun not pick it up, and quickly hugged the red-dressed girl in his arms.

The woman in the red skirt was hugged by Bai Xiaohun, and she took a look at Bai Xiaohun, her dimples turned red, her head was hurriedly lowered, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Bai Xiaohun didn't notice the change in the expression of the woman in the red dress in his arms, but just kept staring at the old man in white robe.