Generation’s Demon Venerable

Generation’s Demon Venerable Chapter 802

When the old man arrived, his beard and hair were all white, and his expression was extremely gloomy. In the midst of the scolding, his anger rose, causing the temperature in the hall to be fiery.

"Where is the person?" the old man scolded, the old fart of the nameless Taoist dared to appear in his territory?

"Go... go." The guards and receptionists here replied in a low voice.

"Let's go, damn old bastard, he ran fast." The old man's name is Bu Fengyun, and there is a story that must be told between him and the nameless Taoist.

That old bastard caused his grandson cultivation base to plummet, he was cursed, and he even became a sinner of the Xuanbing Shenmen, causing him to have no choice but to leave the Bu family.

Between the two, it can be described as irreconcilable.

"Old fogey, don't let me see you!" The black clothed steward looked furious, gnashing teeth, he was slapped with two big mouths, and he was humbled by the nameless Taoist, like an emperor.

After seeing the Pavilion Lord, only then did I know, what a shit Master, that is the big enemy of the Pavilion Lord.

He was being played around!

"Remember next time, when you see this person, kill me directly." Bu Fengyun's eyes were full of ferocity.

The nameless Daoist has many tricks. He hunted down several times and used inescapable net, but all came back without success. Therefore, Bu Fengyun could only sigh helplessly, coming a step late.

If you don't catch the Old Guy face to face, no matter how you search, it's hard to find any trace of him. Old Daoist's Appearance Changing Technique and concealment magic are a must.

"Pavilion Lord, I guess he won't come again." A guard stepped forward, looking ugly, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Why?" Bu Fengyun asked, having a bad premonition in his heart.

"He stole the three magic treasures here." The guard whispered, with more sweat on his forehead and incomparable fear in his heart.

"Damn it." Bu Fengyun cursed, turned to sighed, and said, "Fortunately, it's only three pieces, it's nothing to me. Next time I see him, just take it back."

"Lord Pavilion Lord, those three magic weapons are... three Saint Artifacts."

"Saint Artifact?" , said: "Which three?"

The guard was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a thud: "Yes, yin and yang palm-leaf fan, bronze lance, and... big black bottle gourd!"

The guard spat out with difficulty.

Every time he spit out the name of a magic weapon, his face would be ugly, his face would shake fiercely, and his heart could not help dripping blood. Those three magic weapons were the most beautiful in this place. precious treasure.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is shop protecting treasure.

In addition, one of the three magic weapons, a yin-yang palm-leaf fan, was created by a Supreme Elder in Xuanbing Valley.

"Nameless, you are an old fart." Bu Fengyun was trembling all over, almost spewing blood from his back.

...

The unknown Taoist roared up with Su Hao and went straight to the extreme south of the city, landing outside a medium-sized mansion.

The chosen place for this mansion is quiet and elegant compared to the lively streets. No one is here to disturb it, and there is no guard outside the door.

The nameless Taoist came to this place and strode forward. After the gate of the mansion opened, he went straight into it as if he had entered his own home.

Su Hao followed behind, wondering what the hell the Old Guy was up to.

The Daoist Unknown is really familiar with this place. As he went deeper, the large formation secretly engraved in the mansion, in his eyes, every delicate hair was completely shown and could not stop him in the slightest.

Even the servants in the mansion were avoided one by one by nameless Taoists, unable to detect his arrival.

Finally, the two came to a courtyard. In the courtyard, there was a young man with white hair. He sat on the stone chair in the courtyard and looked up at the sky.

The young man has a sad face and questioning eyes, as if asking the sky, why did he treat him like this?

Three years ago, he was still a generation of Heaven's Chosen, his cultivation base was extraordinary, and he was also an excellent genius above artifact refining. Thousands, respected by everyone, can be described as infinite scenery.

But now, he has become a crippled person with a curse. The girl he loves most has also left him mercilessly, leaving only cold ridicule and abuse.

And it's all because of that damn old fogey!

"Who?" The sound of footsteps interrupted the young man's thoughts, and those eyes that were as bright as stars suddenly shone away.

And after seeing the person coming, the young man was emotional, causing his body to tremble, his face to turn red, and finally a murderous intention was shot in his eyes, angrily shouted: "old fart's!"

Nameless Taoist!

It was he who made himself so miserable!

“hehe, little fellow, long time no see, even miss.” The unknown Taoist greeted laughter and strode into the courtyard.

"I really miss it, I'm always thinking about how to peel you cramps!" The white-haired youth gnashing teeth, hated it to the bone.

"Bu Shuai, old fogey, I'm here this time, but to heal your wounds, so you don't welcome me?" The nameless Taoist smiled wretly, making his teeth itch with hatred.

"Old fart's, you've made me down, life is better than death, and you want me to welcome you, why don't you die?!" Bu Shuai was so emotional that he trembled when he spoke.

"Although you have been tortured for three years, in these three years, your mind must have matured, and you should also see through the coldness of the world and the coldness of your heart. I am actually here to hone you." Old Daoist has a super face. It's so thick that it can't be punched through.

"Fuck your mother, since you're here, don't even think about leaving." The white-haired young man rushed forward with a murderous intention in his eyes.

However, his cultivation base was already weak, and when he punched out, he was weak and weak, and the unknown Taoist stood calmly on the spot without suffering the slightest injury.

"You grandfather is not at home, are you my opponent?" Wumingdao traitor smirked, and added: "Also, I'm here to save you from Sea of Bitterness. "

Bu Shuai was vigilant and stepped back. He didn't believe what the nameless Taoist said. He said the same thing three years ago, didn't it make him miserable?

Moreover, the curse on him was rescued by countless famous teachers, and all he got was disappointment, and even someone gave him an ultimatum, and the curse had no solution.

Now that grandfather is not at home, it is indeed as the nameless Taoist said, if he wants to move himself, he can as easy as blowing off dust.

"Boy, give him a little sweetness, remember, a little is enough." The nameless Taoist knew what he had to do to convince Bu Shuai.

"Old stick, what the hell are you doing, let me be a coolie?" Su Hao's face was ugly.

"I'm all working hard to get the good fortune soil. You must know that if we want to enter the City Lord's mansion and get the good fortune soil, we must use the two grandsons." The nameless Taoist sound transmission, Looking at Su Hao, still looking like I'm good for you, he said, "You give him a favor first and let him know the sweetness, can you help us?"

Su Hao's eyes flashed, no matter what. What kind of tricks this nameless Taoist is playing, he dare not not work hard for himself, after all, his Dao Soul is still on himself.

That's Su Hao's biggest hole.