The middle-aged Taoist priest had a cold face and quietly clasped the whisk in his hand with his fingers.

The bald monk laughed, and his pair of bean peas eyes swept across Jiang Ye's neck intentionally or unintentionally.

Others are afraid of the deterrent aura released by the white-faced scholar just now, but they are just young people with evil ways who have come out of nowhere. In terms of left-handedness, they can be called masters of evil ways, as they have integrated most of the evil ways.

"Aren't these two notorious monks?"

"You didn't say it just now, I was still wondering who these two are. It turned out to be those two people. No wonder I wanted to stop the white-faced scholar. I guess it was because the little girl had any unknown opportunity. We can't see through it, but let the white-faced scholar see through it first."

"But if there is any opportunity, you will have to take advantage of these two evil ways."

"This time is different. You have also realized the aura that has been released just now. The white-faced scholar is probably also a master of magic."

“…”

There was a long queue, and most of the men, women, young and old were watching the show.

Anyway, the two evil ways and the one demon ways compete for opportunities have nothing to do with them. They can't even see what the opportunity is, and they are even said to be fighting for them.

Sometimes it is too wrong or not to see it, which is enough to explain the problem.

"Master, can you tell?" The boy pulled the corner of the old man in white robe, with a curious look on his face. Of course he couldn't understand, but now, no one can notice something is wrong with this tense atmosphere.

"Haha." The old man in white robe smiled kindly, touched the boy's head and said, "Everyone has his own destiny, and there will always be many people with strange destiny in this world."

"Those two little kids have the life of dragons, which is one of the rare hidden dragons in this world."

"Qianlong?"

"Qianlong means having the opportunity to be an emperor. Now that the country is moving, there are even more strange things in Tianzhu Peak at Xiweimen Pass. There are so many more Qianlongs, I'm afraid..." The old man in white robe had a little sadness in his voice.

Jiang Ye looked slightly sideways and looked at the old man in white robe with indifferent eyes.

The other practitioners seemed to have not heard the conversation between the old man in white robe and the boy, and even the people closest to them were communicating normally, and the master and apprentice were completely isolated.

Others couldn't hear it, but Jiang Ye heard it clearly. It turned out that the phantom of the dragon on the girl and the boy was actually a fate, and it was a dragon's life, which one day would turn into a real dragon.

However, Jiang Ye didn't care about this kind of thing. What he cared more about was the large amount of yin energy left on the little girl, and the little girl also shocked the six-armed evil Guanyin in his body.

The old man in white robe was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the white-faced scholar would look at him, and his indifferent eyes were clearly warning him not to be troublesome.

The old man in white robe suddenly burst into laughter, shook his head while shutting down.

Even though he has a profound magical technique, he will inevitably be heard by other experts. If the other party likes the opportunity and ends up ruining such a major event in the Magic Bureau, the other party will definitely not give up.

Although he was not afraid, it was not a wise move to make enemies for nothing.

The boy was still listening to his master telling about fate. His master suddenly heard it and stopped talking, and couldn't help asking, "Master, why don't you speak?"

The old man touched the boy's head and said with a smile: "Advisor, just watch the show. The left Taoist and the evil monk walked a lot today and met a real ghost."

Jiang Ye was too lazy to pay attention to the master and apprentice. He was very satisfied if the other party could shut up and not say much. As for the old man in white robe, he would be a real ghost. Anyway, for him, he didn't care what others called him.

“Bid, or refuse?”

Jiang Ye's voice was very dull. He was not the kind of person who was forced to do something. Jiang Ye prefers equivalent exchange.

And this is to give him a way out. Although the rough man cries, he will probably sell his girl and get enough money to leave with his boy. This happens in this kind of ancient plot world without even thinking about it.

The idea of ​​favoring boys over girls has long been deeply rooted, and even if both of them have the life of a hidden dragon, not to mention that the dragon on the boy's body is more solid, it is just because he is a boy's baby, and after all, the female emperor in this world is a rare species.

A layer of fine sweat suddenly surged from the rough man's forehead. The white-faced young man in front of him did not release the so-called aura or pressure at all, but just looking at the other person's expression and the condescending indifferent expression, he felt as if he was about to suffocate.

He opened his mouth, and the saliva in his mouth was brewing but he didn't dare to swallow it at all. He didn't dare to do anything else. The other party's cold expression told him that if his answer could not satisfy the person in front of him, he might die.

In fact, Jiang Ye really didn't have such an idea. He even felt a little strange. Why did this rough man suddenly have so many cold sweats? Could it be that the injury on his body recurred?

Although the other party's qi and blood are a little deficient, they do not look like a weak person.

The middle-aged Taoist with a long-faced face could no longer help it. Since the two of them appeared, the white-faced scholar in front of him had been ignoring them, and the other party had not even looked at them twice, as if they did not exist at all.

Not to mention that they are still left-minded people, even normal people with good tempers must be already annoyed.

"So brave, fellow Taoist is too bullying!" The middle-aged Taoist was furious and grabbed the whisk and sucked at Jiang Ye.

The black hair grew out of Jiang Ye's body and instantly swallowed the white whisk. The huge force pulled the long-faced Taoist staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The middle-aged Taoist was shocked. The power of his body was invincible. Moreover, the white-faced scholar in front of him didn't even move his body. With his black hair, he almost threw a dog to bite his shit.

"Mazi, something is wrong with this kid!" the middle-aged Taoist shouted.

The monk with a pockmarked face and bean eyes looked solemn. The moment when the long-faced Taoist priest, his partner, took action, he realized something was wrong. The other party's expression was too calm and he didn't take them seriously at all, and even his expression did not change.

That's all, he didn't understand the other party's move at all. They both practiced Zuodao magic, but the other party's left aura seemed to be completely integrated into his body.

"Side by side!"

"Six Dings and Six Armors, the magic weapon descends from the sky..." The middle-aged Taoist priest turned the magic trick in his hand, and six golden beans flew into the air, growing in the wind, and instantly grew into a normal human form. The details on his body also appeared, covering the golden armor.

bass.

The six unconscious soldiers opened their eyes, and the eyes of the six people burst out with a light golden light, but the light instantly turned gray. The beautiful long gown on their bodies fluttered and in a blink of an eye, they rushed towards Jiang Ye.

The rough man opened his mouth wide in shock. The monk in front of him used the magic method. And seeing this grand move, it was obviously inconsistent with the white-faced scholar.

If the white-faced scholar could not hold on, would he not need to sell the girl? As long as the monk and Taoist elder can borrow some money kindly, it will solve his dilemma.

So as the monk and Taoist took action, the rough man was not only not afraid, but instead looked excited.

Jiang Ye stared at the little girl, and of course he also saw the rough man's surprise look, but he just sneered on the corner of his mouth. The monk and Taoist in front of him were even more cruel than him. The strong evil aura condensed from the other party could find that the other party had killed absolutely a lot of people.

It would be a big mistake to say that the rough man in front of him hoped that the monks and Taoists could save them.

Jiang Ye shook his head slightly. He was not the kind of person who was forced to do something. Since the other party disagreed, he would give up the matter. After all, the little girl in front of him was only rich in yin energy in her body, which attracted the attention of the Six-Armed Evil Guanyin.

Jiang Ye doesn't believe such a person, and the big big Qi is only one. If he doesn't help, wouldn't he have a substitute?

Jiang Ye turned his head slightly and looked at the man with heavy makeup sitting in the sedan chair. Since the man was also a member of the Taiping People, and his status seemed to be quite low. Practicing the same origin of the martial arts will definitely arouse the interest of the Six-Armed Evil Guanyin.

The six silver armored heavenly soldiers instantly rushed to Jiang Ye. Jiang Ye drew out the flesh-and-bone-broken knife, and the skull of the bone-shattering knife made a laugh, and the scarlet lines were undulating, as if they were breathing.

"You two are really noisy!"

Jiang Ye's voice was as cold as Jiuyou's cold pool. He had clearly stated that if the rough man in front of him would leave, he would leave. Even if he had a business, he should have a first-come, first-come, and then come, but these two people wanted to intercept his things.

Jiang Ye didn't want to talk to them too much, so they wanted to kill him and kill him.

It really made Jiang Ye impatient.

He clenched the flesh and bone knife in his hand and waved it violently.

The heads of the silver armored heavenly soldiers suddenly fell from their necks, and they opened their eyes wide and fell towards the ground.

Guru, Guru.

The six beans fell to the ground again. When you look closely, you will find that the beans have split into two halves and no longer have any luster.

"So strong?"

Monk Mazi Doudou Eye was so scared that he was out of his mind. He didn't expect that the white-faced scholar in front of him would be so strong. He just waved his sword and even killed the Taoist priest who had been refining for ten years. Such a soldier could not withstand the knife in front of him.

"Horse face, cow's nose, what are you waiting for?" The monk Doudouyan pushed the horse-faced Taoist beside him with some confusion, but with him pushing this.

The horse-faced Taoist priest actually leaned forward.

"Bang."

The body fell heavily to the ground, the head and neck separated, and the bright red blood surged out from the wound.

The monk Doudouyan shouted in fear: "Ah!"

It turned out that the knife just now not only took Bingdou's life, but also took the head of the middle-aged wax-faced Taoist priest. The monk Doudou's eyes immediately pounced on the Taoist priest and cried twice: "We kindly stop this left-right villain from trading life. I don't want you to go ahead of me, brother Taoist."

"What's going on?"

"Are someone dead?"

“…”

The new strange people didn't know what happened, but judging from their current appearance, it seemed that they had already caused deaths, and they still caused deaths in the city.

As for those who have been watching operas for a long time, there are only a few people who can understand the whole story, most of whom are watching the fun.

And it does look like what the monk Doudouyan said. The two of them came to stop the white-faced scholar from selling lives, but in the end, their brothers had an accident.

For a moment, the decent people couldn't sit still.

As the shabby Taoist priest fell in front of him, the rough man's eyes were completely wide open, and his eyes were full of horror. The shabby Taoist priest who looked very strong actually died like this.

After the monk finished crying, he wiped his tears: "I fought with you!"

But I didn't expect that although the other party said that, he had no intention of fighting with Jiang Ye at all, but turned around and ran away.

"Want to leave?" Jiang Ye looked at the back of the monk Doudouyan with indifferent eyes. The monk didn't know what kind of escape method he used. There were a lot of phantoms around him, and some powder was flashing around him.

"Fellow Taoist, let me forgive you if you want to forgive me. His senior brother is dead, why should you kill me?" The young man in a black Taoist robe stopped Jiang Ye, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, as if he would be unsheathed at any time.

"Hey, there are people who stand up for them. Which little baby who is not familiar with the world?"

"It looks like it's a sword cultivator from Xuanhuang Sect."

"It's them, that is, those young men, who know that things cannot be met, but that pockmark is also shameful. His partner died and he was trying to save his life as soon as possible."

"After all, they are all evil people. We care about their life or death. They just happen to be biting their dogs."
To be continued...