The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

　　 The sloppy old Taoist rushed into the forest with the girl in his arms, and then the wind blew under his feet, and he ran the real essence, running extremely fast.

　　 Yang Jian’s figure turned into a wisp of blue smoke, quietly following this old way.

　　 With the girl’s continuous struggle, Yang Jian’s eyes on this old Dao were full of hatred; if it weren’t for Yang Jian to see if this old Dao had other accomplices, he had already shot the old Dao to his palm!

　　 Although Yang Jian is not very cold with the rules of the world, he has his own judgment of good and evil, and his own distinction between love and hate.

　　 Then, what kind of villain does Yang Jian hate most?

　　 is not a monster that kills people without blinking, nor is it a monster that **** people’s soul and practice. These two things are in Yang Jian’s aversion index, in fact, they are a little behind.

　　Past life, what Yang Jian hates most is that traffickers who abduct children directly attack children who have no sense of resistance!

　　 In this life, the most invisible thing Yang Jian is rumored to use the spirit of a child to practice exercises!

　　 With the girl’s constant struggle, she was even biting the palm of her hand, but she was tightly covering her mouth…

　　 Yang Jian’s killing intent is gradually rising in his eyes!

　　 Finally, when the demon road ran to the open space between the two forests, Yang Jian finally couldn’t help but make a move.

　　 A vertical leap takes more than ten feet!

　　 The girl with crochet braids held by the old Dao looked up, her big eyes suddenly became shiny, and a part of her open mouth even broke away from the edge of the old Dao’s palm!

　　 “Oh…wow…”

　　 Like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, Yang Jian was able to control his forward angle in mid-air, and kicked the old-fashioned neck with a light kick.

　　 Yang Jian was afraid of hurting the girl, so naturally he didn’t dare to make too much effort. He just kicked the old way.

　　 “Puff!”

　　 Old Dao squirted out and fell forward, and Yang Jian had already grabbed the girl’s collar, and with a clever mention, directly hugged the girl in his arms, and the figure fluttered and fell onto the soft grass.

　　 “Ouch!”

　　 The old road fell into a dog and gnawed on the mud and lay there babbling and babbling.

　　 Yang Jian gave a cold snort, put the **** the ground, walked over two steps, and stepped on the old way’s waist with one foot.

　　 The old way responded quickly, his voice was trembling, and he quickly put his hands together on his head, begging for mercy: “Strongman forgive me! Strongman forgive me!”

　　 “Humph!” Yang Jian said coldly: “Where are your accomplices?”

　　 “I… my accomplice?” The old Dao was shocked at first, then full of regret, and then repeatedly shouted: “Strongman! You want to kill my old bone, I force her to do these things!”

　　 Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, but he didn’t expect this old way to be very affectionate.

The old Tao tried to raise his head, and alternately patted his wrinkled old face with two palms, slapped himself: “I! I am covered with lard! I am ignorant of my conscience! I… Pass her! It’s all my fault!”

　　 Snap, slap, slap is very loud.

　　 “Huh!” Yang Jian raised his foot, feeling a little bit unbearable, and took two steps backwards.

　　 I never thought that although this demon way uses virgins to practice exercises, it is also a person of righteousness.

　　 Why humiliate?

　　 Take his life directly and destroy his soul.

　　 Yang Jian lifted his left hand, the profound arts revolved, and a purple-red breath appeared in his left hand.

　　 Suddenly felt a small hand grabbing his ankle, Yang Jian was stunned, and looked down, only to see that the girl was holding her trouser tube with her small hand, raising her dirty face, and the water mist in her big eyes.

　　 “No, don’t hit my master…”

　　 Yang Jian couldn’t help but froze.

　　 The old Tao, who was lying on the ground, turned around, got up, and cried loudly: “Liu Ya, go! Go!”

　　 “Master…” The girl trembled when she saw this, then raised her head and started crying, “Master, don’t die! Wow…”

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

The old man knelt down with a thud, and kowtowed his head to Yang Jian: “Strongman, hero, god! Forgive me, **** for mercy! We really didn’t intend to take your ancestors’ things! It’s a tight life. , She is about to starve her to death, I, we are also forced to go to the gods!”

　　 Take things from your ancestors?

　　 Yang Jian suddenly messed up on the spot, the cultivators of eight or nine profound arts still showed signs of petrification.

　　 And the old crying nose burst into tears, took out the tattered cloth pocket slung on his body, and dinged out a pile of various objects the size of a hill.

　　 There are not a few gold and silver treasures, but they all carry a little loess.

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

　　 What surprised Yang Jian was that there were three or four magical artifacts with fluctuating spiritual power, and they were all rusty and soiled…

　　Yang Jian understood in an instant, what was the matter of the master and grandson he met under his own circumstances.

　　 The girl next to her legs is still crying, and the old way keeps begging for mercy.

　　 Obviously, Lao Dao also mistakenly regarded Yang Jian as a ‘sufferer’, and found the door, only then begged for mercy.

　　 “Cough!” Yang Jian coughed dryly, his face didn’t change, and his breath didn’t last long, “Did you know what’s wrong?”

“Knowing what is wrong! Knowing what is wrong! I know what is wrong! Forgive me, God!” said the old man with a trembling, reaching out his hand to drag the girl behind him, “She was forced by me, she was forced by me, no matter what She is a god!”

　　 Yang Jian stared, this old man took this little girl to dig a grave?

　　 “Digging a grave is a matter of destroying your conscience! How can you still take your apprentice!” Yang Jian yelled, and the old man was dumbfounded.

　　 How many years have the old way been in the red dust? At this moment, my heart turned, and I immediately answered with a cry: “No, I didn’t take her, I said someone else! Another person!”

“Humph!”

　　 Yang Jian suddenly grew up, looking at this old way, and then at the girl.

　　 This stupid account is not clear.

　　 The old Dao weakly asked: “Shang Xian, do you not know what our masters and apprentices do…”

　　 “Why did you cover her mouth just now, she was struggling, but you took her to this place?” Yang Jian was not angry and threatened, and the frightened old way quickly kowtow.

　　 If kowtow can save your life, how can this old way be stingy?

　　 Yang Jian yelled: “Say!”

　　 The girl who didn’t cry was so scared that her eyes were crying again, and she raised her head and continued to cry!

　　 The old Dao was afraid that his apprentice would make Yang Jian lively, so he quickly raised his hand to cover her small mouth, and quickly replied:

　　 “Shang Xian Mingcha! Earlier, my disciple wanted to eat the rock candy sold by the vendor. But she… She has a broken tooth recently and can’t eat it, so she cries again!”

　　 “Our mentors and apprentices were originally doing this ugly business. After wandering here for a long time, many people have known it.”

　　”The little old man was afraid of attracting enemies, so he hurriedly covered her mouth and ran here…”

　　 Yang Jian’s mouth twitched slightly.

　　 He still didn’t give up, and asked: “Is this really your apprentice?”

“Really, go to the fairy! The several shops selling magical instruments in the town are all acquaintances with me! I definitely can’t make fakes!” The old man sighed up to the sky, “Liu Ya is my **** and pee, cough! No! , I fed the big one!”

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

　　 “This…Shangsen wait a minute.”

The old Taoist sat down on his knees and hugged Liuya for a while. Although he was a bit harsh, the concern for the girl in his words, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, and the girl’s little hands kept holding on to these old Taoist robes. The details gave Yang Jian a conclusion.

　　 never thought, this is really an oolong…

　　 “This is really my master…”

　　 Liu Ya said with a small mouth.

　　 Yang Jian looked a little embarrassed, and coughed: “You old man, you took such a young child to do such a desperate thing!”

　　 “Shangxian, this is purely forced by life…”

　　 “Humph!” Yang Jian looked at the pile of funerary objects, and he really didn’t know how many people’s ancestral graves were dug by the two grandparents.

　　 The girl was innocent and very pitiful. At such a young age, she was forced to walk in the dark and do the digging.

　　 can kill the old way because of this, and the girl is helpless.

　　 This messy account is really unclear.

　　 Yang Jian said coldly: “Can’t you do something else?”

　　 “This…” The old Taoist said embarrassingly, “Shang Xian, this is an ancestral craft…”

　　 Yang Jian glared at him, terrified and shivered.

　　 “Are you asking your apprentice to dig pits in the future?”

　　 “My dear apprentice is the genius of this way, God!”

　　 The old way talked about this, and he was suddenly excited, and the more he said it, the more excited:

“My apprentice’s ability to find dragons, explore acupuncture points, and feel for pulse positioning has already surpassed me at the age of three! Really! She was born to eat this bowl of rice! In time, he might be able to break out of this small world and go there. On the land of the five continents, dig him a mighty grave! Dig out the legacy of an ancient clan! You believe me, the god! Liuya is absolutely nothing to say!”

Yang Jian:……

　　 Liuya blinked, seeming to know that the master was talking about her, proudly raised her small chin.

　　 The breath of a little genius who dug a grave, instantly hit his face.