A few days ago, the old master Yun sent a decree to him that he would bring him directly whenever a female guest came to visit Xiao Xiaole. Otherwise, the ordinary guests would not have the chance to bring him to the Taoist temple in the back mountain to disturb the sect master's cultivation.

"knew."

The old master Yun asked the disciple to retreat and looked at Xiao Xiaole.

The disaster came after all.

Xiao Xiaole's wine glass in her hand was rippling, and she looked at the wooden door with disbelief.

"What should I come will always come. Why are you panic? You are a powerful fusion realm, and your heart of Tao is so fragile? No matter how powerful a female cultivator is, you, I have a sect formation, just open the door and kill her!"

Old Master Yun stared at Xiao Xiaole and gritted his teeth.

"What are you talking about in a dream? It's obvious that the beautiful clouds are smelling outside the door..."

Xiao Xiaole's tone was trembling.

"Fang Meiyun? Didn't she be killed by you?"

Old Master Yun did not expect this situation to happen.

But he really couldn't see his close friend Dao's heart collapse, so he forced him to the door and ordered him.

"Come on, let's welcome Meiyun together. You are responsible for opening the door. I will take the initiative to kill her."

"Um?"

Xiao Xiaole looked at his old friend with disbelief.

"You don't have to think about anything, just believe me."

The old leader Yun's tone was a little softer, and he grabbed Xiao Xiaole's hand and placed it on the gate of the Taoist temple.

Xiao Xiaole's hand was pressed against the door, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

"When you open the door, you can see Meiyun standing at the door and smiling."

"She will bring my favorite meat buns."

"Tomorrow is my birthday, right?"

In a trance, Xiao Xiaole subconsciously pushed open the door.

The female cultivator stood outside the door. She held the hot meat bun on her bellyband in her hand and said, "Ale..."

"Ah...well..."

Xiao Xiaole opened her mouth but couldn't say it.

The old master Yun, who was standing next to him, raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at the female cultivator.

A body of true energy poured out instantly and turned into an invisible qi force.

The female cultivator holding a meat bag disappeared in an instant.

The sea of ​​clouds that hundreds of miles were instantly torn apart, and countless birds turned into a bloody rain and fell.

The female cultivator rolled to the ground with her flesh-packed bellyband and her head.

After completely erasing the female cultivator, the old master Yun closed the Taoist temple gate and pulled Xiao Xiaole toward the pavilion, and said with a smile as he walked.

"Get in quickly, the wine is going to be cold."
Chapter completed!