Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

The man in the cave responded with a rage and buzzed in his ears. Cheng Qian suddenly felt stuffy in his chest, and felt nauseous, almost vomiting.

But through the echo, Cheng Qian hardly distinguished what the other party said.

She was concise and sternly: "Go!"

It was a very old female voice, rough and husky, and even mixed with a bit of sinister viciousness, which perfectly fit the image of the old and wacky in the country legend.

Cheng Qian rubbed her ears, wondering which of the two words "fuyao" and "home teacher" angered her.

Didn't the big brother say that he was ordered to worship this Zipeng real person? Could it be that he just made a puppet three miles away?

Cheng Qian turned his head in suspicion to see Yan Zhengming.

Speaking of which, Cheng Qian and Li Zhi, two little cubs, have high self-esteem and a thief with a heart full of stomachs, and refuse to admit that there is anything great about the big brother.

However, instead of looking far and wide from a large perspective of life, just in view of this crisis, they all have to agree-in case of starting, the master is the only one who can barely count on it.

He is the oldest, tallest, has the longest sword learning time, and has a sense of anger.

Unfortunately, the strongest of these swords was hit by a feather of the old monster before it was unsheathed.

Yan Zhengming's face was iron-blue, and the cold sweat from his forehead had flowed down his cheeks, but he didn't know if it was for the sake of face, or he didn't retreat in half a step, even extruding a somewhat proud smile.

...... But although heroic, Cheng Qian still hoped he wouldn't laugh anymore. The big brother made people want to take the soles of the pump to draw him, which really angered the big demon.

"It is inconvenient for real people to meet customers, and we juniors should not have come to bother, but last night, an ignorant young master in the door strayed into the cave by accident and has disappeared overnight." Yan Zhengming paused, Carrying the huge pressure in front of the old demon cave hard, I want to make myself sound more justified, "I heard the teacher said that when the self-departure opened the mountain, the seniors in the cave always lived next to me, These years have been peaceful, there are a lot of adults, and I don't think you want to hurt the peace of both parties because of a small child? "

Although not so fluent in this remark, Cheng Qian was amazed.

On the one hand, he did not expect that the master who could n’t sit still had the courage to carry the demon. On the other hand, he found that the rich young master was not incapable of speaking, but usually behaved like a live mallet, that was exactly He was petting and proud.

This well-documented long story touched Cheng Qian, but failed to move the old hen in the cave. After listening, Zi Peng's answer was still a word that wouldn't let you go: "Go!"

Yan Zhengming was swept two times in a row, almost embarrassed and angry, but he stopped at the last minute-although his face was ugly, he didn't have a temper on the spot.

Master Yan is just wayward and does not love to die. A person grows up to fifteen or sixty years old, but if there is a muscle in his brain that can turn a little, he can distinguish between the objects he can and cannot afford.

Zi Peng crushed them to death. No more effort than stepping on a few ants. Yan Zhengming gritted his teeth. He was really confused and anxious. He did deal with this old hen several times on behalf of Master. It ’s not good, but it does n’t depreciate, and has the general knowledge of a mortal boy who just started.

In the past, although Zi Peng's real attitude was cold, he didn't deal with him so well.

Yan Zhengming's mind flashed, and came to a conclusion: something must have happened in the cave.

At this moment, Li Yan behind him couldn't help but whispered, "Brother, she won't let us in, I ... I see, otherwise we should go back and find the master?"

For Zi Peng, Yan Zhengming didn't dare to make trouble, but he was not so polite to this shit-like teacher.

Immediately, Master Yan did not look back and said: "It took us nearly an hour to come here, and now we will go back the same way and find Master, did you invite him to recognize the corpse?"

The towering mountain gate and the sinister spleen instantly blew the sweat from Li's forehead. He fought a shiver fiercely, and Li's foot once again stepped into the cowardly trap, thinking that they were real swords. Facing a big demon face-to-face-still a big demon who doesn't welcome them, and can still stand on both feet at this time, it is not easy for Li Yan.

But Han Yuan ...

Li Yan's retreat knocked on his conscience for a long time, and after a long time, he finally said in pain: "But we can't even enter the door, let alone face the big and small monsters inside, I ... I I think, since the Fourth Master came in last night, and it's okay now, maybe we also ... don't worry about this moment, we ... "

Standing in front of the burly cave, Yan Zhengming was secretly sulking quietly. At the same time, because Zi Peng was not polite, he secretly flaunted himself, so he was in a situation where he was sulking and flaming. It was embarrassing to advance and retreat.

But Li Li easily broke the balance as soon as he spoke.

Yan Zhengming listened to Li Zhi's fallacy of shirk responsibility, and suddenly overwhelmed by fear, he was a habitual acquaintance, and immediately blessed the birdishness that had only been received by Zi Peng's real person. Scattered on Li Yan.

"Li Li, Li Li," Yan Zhengming teased, revealing his signature. "You are really deserving."

Cheng Qian knew that he had to show his attitude. He immediately took the wood given by Master and stepped forward two steps. He leaned down and picked up the sword that Master had let go to one side. He walked to Yan Zhengming and said to Li Wei: "Second Brother, you Go back to Master yourself. "

Yan Zhengming received support. His sneer on his face suddenly rose to two levels. He was really sneer with a yin and yang smirk. His eyebrows were dangling and his eyes were slanted. He did n’t even need to hum. This is a skill that others can use. Yuan felt his strong satire.

"You're not as good as a child." Yan Zhengming said to Li Qiang who was pale, and then he turned to Cheng Qian, excited and forgotten what Cheng Qian was called, "Little ... um, that, small copper coin, follow me."

This Zipeng real person would say a word of "rolling" when she came back. Maybe it was the sultry. She might have been restricted in movement or she could not be seriously injured. Otherwise, the old hen would not have to block the door like an enemy. Keep them out.

In order to prevent Xiaodi Baotian from turning into the dumpling stuffing of a certain monster, Yan Zhengming decided to take a look.

Cheng Qian followed, and said helplessly: "Brother, my name is Cheng Qian, not copper coins."

The big brother grinned, probably indicating that "copper" and "Cheng Qian" were no different to him. As soon as he reached out to take over his sword, he slightly raised his chin, and said to Cheng Qian: "Although Master is not here, he draws water. Rune in your hands, I don't believe we can't drown this broken mountain gate! "

Cheng Qianwen said that he almost fell into a dog's mud—no ... didn't he just say that it was a mine-thrower, why would it become a diversion again?

Can the magical talents of this door be different?

The next moment, Cheng Qian's eyes fell on the master's sword-holding hand, and he was "surprised" to find that his sword-holding hand was holding on.

"Very good," Cheng Qian's bitterness almost touched the tip of his tongue, he thought, "Master is frightened, and hasn't forgotten his bluff."

The two teenagers knew a few pounds and a few pounds about themselves and their companions.

Just then, the wind came again.

Just when Yan Zhengming was rumbling and the blue tendon on the back of the sword-holder's hand was almost peeling, the stone door "creaked" and slowly opened to the inside.

I was confused!

That old hen believed the master's **** words!

Cheng Qian, accustomed to pretending to be good, was okay, but Yan Zhengming spent nine cattle and two tigers to squeeze the corner of his mouth that he was proudly prepared to lift. He pretended to play the dust and gracefully sweated the palm of his hand. Rub it on yourself, and smiled, "Thank you, senior."

Li Ye was unaware of the truth and was stunned by the "intimidation" of his brother and younger brother. Seeing them all left him and walked into Shimen. He did n’t know what to do for a while, but he was terrified, but he could n’t do anything to run After a moment of stiffness, he finally gritted his teeth fiercely and stepped up to follow.

There is a cave mansion on the other side of Shimen. There is no ugly old Montenegro in the cave, only a giant bird paralyzed in the corner.

Of course, it is not an "old hen". The feathers of Jin Feng have faded to the ground, and they seem to be dull. The image of a woman is suspended above the big bird's head. Although her voice is hoarse, her appearance is not old at all. In terms of appearance, she may be a pretty young girl.

Zi Peng's gaze fell on the wooden sign on Cheng Qian's hand and asked, "Who's the spell? Let me see."

As soon as Yan Zhengming was about to speak and continue to talk nonsense, the real person of Zi Peng interrupted him sharply: "Shut up, little bunny, do you really deceive me when you play smart? Take it!"

Her voice faded, and Cheng Qian felt a huge suction rushing forward. Before he could react, he could not help but take a step towards the big bird, Yan Zhengming's eyes stretched out his hand quickly, Cheng Qian's chest fiercely Hit the eldest brother's elbow, the hand holding the wooden sign involuntarily released, the white silk landed, and the wooden sign was dragged by Zi Peng.

It was said that the camel was thinner than the horse, and Yan Zhengming discovered that, even if he was right, Zi Peng was seriously injured and had limited movement, but it was a piece of cake to kill them.

Seeing that the woman stretched out a hand to pick up the wooden sign, a strong light burst out in the dark cave. None of the three teenagers could see what was happening, and they closed their eyes involuntarily, and only heard an exclaim, Opening again, the wooden sign landed firmly on the ground.

Zipeng's real person seemed to have suffered something. The figure was even weaker, and he shrank back in fear. He murmured, "It's not him ... this, this is Bei, Bei Mingjun!" 2k novel reading network