This witch, please stay

Chapter 64 Little Loach

A small black loach suddenly appeared from mid-air, but it didn't take long before it started to fall before disappearing again.

When it appeared again, it had already arrived above a stone table.

After turning around in the air very skillfully, and adjusted to the posture with its head up, the little loach slammed on the ordinary marble table with a "slap".

After landing, the little loach raised its small black head, and then turned sideways, deliberately not looking directly at the burly man in Confucian shirt sitting at the table.

Its small mouth was slightly opened, and it spoke angrily:

"Is that how you treat your precious girl?"

Listening to the little loach talking, the big man who had both drunk Jiang Sinan and crushed a short-eyed boy with his palm seemed not surprised at all, with a slight helpless expression on his face.

The term "precious girl" comes from what the little loach said when they met for the first time, "If you can be a fairy, then I will recognize you as a wild father!"

Immortal, he really is.

The big man in Confucian shirt habitually stretched out his hand and lightly flicked the little loach's brain, but the little loach almost bit off his finger.

"It's against you! Old man, aren't you afraid of accidentally blowing my head off?!"

The little loach was about to explode at that time, and he was so angry that he would not stop biting off that finger.

However, when she saw her "wild father" sticking out another "brain collapse" that was ready to go, she let go of her mouth very wittily, and fell back on the stone table, muttering "let your old man go!" horse".

Then, the "father and daughter" who couldn't get together no matter how they looked at it, fell into a short silence.

After a while, the little loach turned its head to one side, as if looking at the scenery outside the gazebo, and asked casually:
"Old man, haven't you caught up with my mother yet?"

Little Loach herself didn't notice, when she said this, she couldn't hide the sadness on her face.

The big man who looked like he was only in his early thirties at the most, but was called "Old Man", looked at the old look of Little Nixiu who couldn't hide his emotions, it was funny and sad at the same time, one hand was about to lift the bullet just now. My brain collapsed, but I put it down halfway.

He opened his mouth, closed it again, and after a long time he opened his mouth and said:

"Your mother can't hold it anymore."

The words are full of loneliness.

But as soon as the words fell, his face was bright again in an instant.

"Your mother is leaving, so can my old man rest assured? You must protect her and go with her! Otherwise, what if she gets bullied there?"

The big man's voice became weaker and weaker, and the brilliance in his eyes quickly dimmed. At the end, he didn't even dare to look at the little loach on the table after so many years. He called her "mother" precious daughter in front of him.

There were tears in Little Loach's big eyes, but she tightly locked them in their sockets, never letting them flow, as if she didn't want to be ashamed in front of her "old man" for the last time.

The two were speechless.

Little Loach turned around abruptly, not looking at him, and then shouted into the empty space:

"Break the door, open the door!"

A cheap voice echoed: "Good miss!"

A human mouth was split from the pillar of the gazebo, and there was an incomparably flattering arc, even if people only saw the mouth open, they could immediately make up a cheap and flattering face.

A silver-white crack opened from the table, as if under the special control of the human mouth, the crack appeared extremely small, just enough to allow the small loach to pass through, as if tailor-made.

The muffled little loach said "I'll go and see my mother" and was about to walk into the silver crack.

The burly man in Confucian shirt was about to raise his hand to stop him, but his expression suddenly paused, and then he hastily put down his hand.

Little Loach, whose half of his body had already entered the crack, seemed to be aware of it, but he didn't think much of it after frowning slightly.

After the figure of the little loach disappeared into the silver crack, the face of the big man in Confucian shirt turned pale.

A ray of colorful light flashed across his chest and abdomen in an instant, leaving a dazzling scar with scattered light.

A mouthful of blood was vomited out, and the wound began to heal slowly.

Feeling the sword that directly passed through countless space barriers and fell on his body, the brows of the burly man in Confucianism frowned slightly. Did some goddamn sword fairy get in here?
He glanced at the place where the little loach disappeared before, and then took out a black jade bead from his sleeve, threw it into the air without looking at it, and said:
"Give this to the girl."

A silver light flashed away, and a thief's voice responded flatteringly: "Good master!"

Then, in the small pavilion, there was only the big man in Confucian shirt who seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, sitting alone.

The first sword of the woman in white shattered his strand of avatar, and at the same time locked him who was about to raise his hand to stop the little loach, and the countless "hes" who were scattered in one small space after another.

The second sword was to directly smash the restriction of heaven and earth, turning ten thousand swords into one sword, and slashed at those thousands of clones of him at the same time. Among them, there was a sword that was obviously much stronger. on him.

And the third sword shattered the fragments formed by the shattering of the heaven and earth restriction, protecting the small world from being crushed by the fragments.

As the "God" of this secret cave, the burly man in Confucian shirt naturally has a panoramic view of all this.

However, he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​taking advantage of the right time and place to find revenge on that woman Sword Immortal. He was just a little curious about how such a woman who was extraordinary in every aspect would be a Taoist guardian for that little brat who was only cultivated in the cave.

What is the origin of that little brat who almost broke his heart?
Also, how did he open up a small world by himself in Lao Tzu's secret realm? !
Are you still playing yourself to death in your own little world?

What is it? !

The burly man in Confucian shirts didn't have any affection for the young man who looked "barely human". After all, it was just because this brat played with fire by himself that he was just a join in the fun and suffered such an unreasonable double. sword.

Who can have a good face? !

Another ray of divine light came from a "he", it was the armored man next to the previous military tent.

The big man in Confucian shirt closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, they were already full of weirdness.

He seems to know the "that young man" who picked up the Snow White Dragon Ball with one hand...

The dragon energy on his body dissipated as if he didn't want money, and there seemed to be few in the world of comprehension.

This bastard, after so many years, the ghost lingers, right? !
As if remembering some more old events that can be regarded as the old calendar, the face of the big man in Confucianism shirt turned green all of a sudden, and he almost couldn't hold back and threw that **** out of the secret realm.

But after thinking about that woman, and the woman who was by that dog day's side.

He became calm all of a sudden.

We are old people, what do we look like when we are frizzy?

It's just a little thing, forget it...

The founding monarch of the former No. [-] dynasty in the world, and the empress next to him, once faced ten peak sword immortals alone.

Kill three, escape seven.

(End of this chapter)