Little fairy travels through the world

Chapter 126 Charm
After the incident at the inn, Wang Baobao was always depressed when he went back, and he always felt that this matter was very aggrieved in his heart.

After going back for a few days, I always felt very uncomfortable and wanted to vent it out.

In ancient times, besides losing your temper, the best way to vent was hunting.

Although it is not a very good hunting season at this time, for Wang Baobao, he can't control so much.He felt like he was going crazy if he didn't vent his repressed feelings.

So he went back to his room, picked up his bow and arrows and went out.

The moment Wang Baobao went out, the sky suddenly changed, and the earth was gray.

"Damn it, the heavens are going to fight against me, Xiao Wang..." He felt even more upset when he encountered such weather not long after leaving the room.

But just after he scolded, the old man seemed to be scared.From gray to sunny again.

Wang Baobao, who was about to turn around and go back, changed direction and continued walking.As the son of a prince of one dynasty, he has his own hunting ground, but this time he just doesn't want to go there.

Wang Baobao wanted to go hunting elsewhere.But no one thought that Wang Baobao's decision would change the trajectory of his life.

At this moment, the old man at a Taoist temple in a deep mountain saw the sudden change of color in the sky just now, and he counted.

Then, he looked up at the sky that suddenly became clear again.

"Oh... what should come is still coming! Whether it's a blessing or a curse depends on Huang Xiaozi's chance." The old man said to himself.

It was as if he had sensed something was about to happen.

The boy Huang mentioned by the old man was Yang Tianchen's younger brother Huang Ye, so the old man was naturally his master.

The old man still wanted to do the math to see Huang Ye's future fortune, but this time he didn't see it.What he saw was a blank, nothing.

"Did something happen?" The old man wondered.

The old man was still trying to figure out something, but when he did it, he felt blocked in his heart.A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Pfft!" He leaned on the pillar of the Xiaodao Guan Lang Pavilion, and barely stood still.

"How could this happen? Why can't I see it? How could this happen?" The old man was very puzzled. Since he mastered arithmetic, he has always been accurate in calculations.

As long as it is not related to the Dao, there is no reason why such things cannot be calculated.But how can I see a blank space?

At this moment, the disciples of the Taoist temple saw the patriarch spitting out blood, so they rushed over.

"Patriarch, what happened to Patriarch?" They asked worriedly.

Because they are afraid that their patriarch will ride a crane, and their patriarch is very old.Although these little disciples and grandchildren don't know the true age of their ancestors.

But since they grew up here, their ancestors already have gray hair.One can imagine what kind of situation it will be now.

"I'm fine, walk and help me to my Taoist temple." Lao Yuan ordered.

The old man has to decide to go back to his Taoist temple to practice it, which is not a trivial matter.If you are not careful, you may die.

At this moment, Wang Baobao came to a high mountain valley alone.Wang Baobao didn't really want to come here, but there seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him to go in this direction.

Moreover, the closer he was to this high mountain and valley, the more urgent the voice in Wang Baobao's heart became.

It seemed that there was something waiting for his arrival here.

However, the closer he got to here, when Wang Baobao heard the voice in his heart, he also felt eerie and wanted to go back.

But he can't seem to control himself from wanting to come here.

As Wang Baobao got closer and closer to the depths of the master canyon, Wang Baobao became more and more fearful and frightened.

However, the voice in his heart became more and more clear.

Frightened, he picked up the bow and arrow from his back and pointed at the canyon, for fear that some beast would suddenly jump out of it.

Slowly, Wang Baobao seemed to hear, "Come on! Come on! I know what you think, and I can help you."

"Come on! Come on! I can help you."

However, Wang Baobao approached the voice step by step, as if possessed by an evil spirit.

(End of this chapter)