Chapter 145 The Skinny Old Man

The fast figure behind him was getting closer and closer, and soon he came to the outside a few meters behind everyone. As soon as the body stopped, there was a strange laugh that made people's scalp numb.

The disciples looked back one after another, but they saw a skinny body wrapped in a black robe. From the bottom up, the black robe looks empty and extremely strange. Looking up, the top of the black robe was a small hat, covering most of the man's forehead, only revealing his nose and mouth. However, even the organs of ordinary people on his face were very dry and thin, just like his figure. The overall image can only be described in two words, one is ugly and the other is evil.

These Fengyunshan disciples usually stay in their own school when they have nothing to do, but in the past few decades, there has been no storm or wave between the two evils, so they rarely have the opportunity to come out to practice. It's not easy to come out once, but now it's okay. There was a strong enemy in front of me, and then I chased the soldiers, and I was attacked by both sides. Except for the brother who has a little practical experience, the others are also empty of martial arts but have nowhere to do. Now it finally comes in handy, and it is still such a strong enemy. It's false to say that there is no tension in my heart.

"Who are you?" The leading brother stood up and shouted at the thin body with a long sword in his hand.

The black cloth hat on the man's head was blown up by the wind, revealing a little yellow white hair inside. He coughed and slowly raised his chin. What came into the eyes of everyone was an old man, and his eyes originally covered by black cloth were unreservedly displayed at this time. It was a pair of extremely deep and dark eyes, with a trace of wisdom shining in the middle of the pupils, which made people can't help but think of the vast interstellar universe from there. If this man hadn't been extremely ugly, people who saw his eyes would have respected him like a god.

The old man just looked at everyone like this, but didn't say anything.

"Who the hell are you?" The elder brother repeated that he was really curious about the identity of the mysterious old man who suddenly broke in.

The old man's dry lips, which had been silent for a long time, squirmed slightly, as if he wanted to say something but never said anything. After confronting each other for a while, his eyes turned around the crowd and looked directly at the strange-looking lion-headed monster behind him.

It's strange that when the old man looked at it, the monster's fierce appearance with its teeth and claws calmed down, and his eyes narrowed slightly and looked very clever.

Just when the big guy was surprised, the old man stretched out his withered palm, and the monster hesitated for a moment and walked slowly to him, even turning a blind eye when he passed by everyone.

The monster went to the old man and squatted down, and the huge lion's head squatted down at his feet and kept rubbing.

"Hehe! Little beast." The old man smiled and stretched out his hand to touch the monster, looking very intimate. Then, the old man suddenly put his hand into the bag on his chest and took out a worn cloth bag from inside. The palms were raised and thrown away casually, and the cloth bag suddenly became very big and bulged like a tent in the wind. Then, he turned around and said to the half-sleeping monster lying on the ground, "Go in!"

After saying that, the monster suddenly sat up, nodded to the old man, turned around and flew into the swollen cloth bag. Then, the old man read the formula, and the drawstring on the edge of the mouth of the cloth bag was tightened, and the swelling volume became smaller and smaller, as small as when he took it out of his pocket before. Almost. With a move of the old man's hand, the cloth bag flew to him and automatically received it in his chest pocket.

Seeing this scene, everyone was slightly relieved. Not to mention the relationship between this old man and the lion-headed monster, from the perspective of the balance of power between the two sides alone, at least the crisis situation that has just been attacked by the two sides has been solved. Now he is just facing this old man alone. There is no need to worry about it. He is afraid of wolves and tigers.

The old man stuffed the two small ropes wrapped around the cloth bag exposed outside his chest pocket, laughed twice and was about to turn around and leave.

At this time, the senior stood up and said, "This old man, please wait."

The old man paused and turned half of his face, "Huh?"

After coughing, the senior brother continued to say, "Thank you for helping us collect this lion-headed monster. I can't wait." He thought that someone had helped him, and at least he wanted to express his gratitude.

"Thank you." The old man answered faintly and prepared to leave.

At this time, there was a leopard roar from the sky. Everyone looked back one after another and saw a cloud leopard flying in the thick clouds in the sky.

"It's the elder and the master." A sharp-eyed disciple in the crowd shouted out excitedly.

At this time, the old man also turned his head and saw the powerful cloud leopard in the air and the three people above the cloud leopard. The person in the front has a simple and upright face, and a dust on his back is particularly conspicuous. Later, there was a white-haired old man, and his eyebrows drooped from his forehead to his chest, which turned out to be blue. Sitting at the end is a young man, who also looks extraordinary.

"Master, oh, no, elder, they are downstairs!" Zhao Xuan shouted happily when he saw everyone. Originally, he wanted to call Lan Meizi "Master", but when he remembered that Lan Meizi said that after returning to Fengyun Mountain to report to the head Xia Fei Zhenren, he would officially accept him as a closed disciple, he immediately changed his call " Elder".

Tianhe Taoist sat in front of Yunbao, followed the direction of Zhao Xuan's finger and saw Qingling lying on the back of a Fengyun Mountain disciple. He hasn't seen his daughter for many days, and his heart is also full of excitement at this time.

The calmest of the three people is the blue eyebrows. He didn't say a word, but casually glanced at the crowd below, but at this glance, he noticed the skinny figure on the edge of the tree, and a trace of doubt surged in his heart.

Yunbao slowly fell under the guidance of his master. When he stood on the ground with his feet, a little disciple in front of him immediately ran over excitedly, "Master." Behind him, others slowly followed him.

Tianhe Taoist is also very happy to see that he is a very beloved little disciple. He jumped off Yun, reached out and patted the little disciple on the shoulder, and walked forward quickly. There, there is a delicate and slender figure lying on one of the disciples.

As soon as the disciples saw the Tianhe Taoist, they shouted at the master one after another, and then withdrew from a road to let him pass.

"Linger." Tianhe Taoist came to his daughter and squatted down, reached out to touch her hair, and couldn't hide the trace of fatherly love in his eyes.

Qingling had been locked in the secret room of the Demon Palace for so long that she, who was already prone to cold, was infected with a thousand years of cold. Since that day, the cat soul rescued her from Mrs. Hongmei has never woken up. However, this kind of millennium cold is terrible, but there is a snow ginseng specially used to treat the millennium cold in the blood hole of Nirvana. Qingling is the granddaughter of Nirvana, and Tianhe Taoist is not worried at all that he will be reluctant to save people with snow ginseng. Therefore, the anxiety in my heart has naturally eased a lot.

Zhao Xuan and Lan Meizi jumped off Yunbao one after another. After completing the task, Yunbao was not in a hurry to rest. After looking at the owner in front of him, he slowly lay down and waited for the master to come.

"Miss Qingling." Zhao Xuan wanted to run over as soon as he saw Qingling, but after seeing Tianhe Taoist, he stopped again. He turned his head and caught a glimpse of the fat figure on the other side. Fat man." He quickly ran over, still feeling guilty and scolding himself for his sex over friends. His brother was so seriously injured at this time. How could he still think about the girl? What a bastard!

"Fatty, are you all right!" Zhao Xuan ran to Niu Xiaopang in three steps and two steps, picked him up, looking anxious.

Niu Xiaopang was originally in a state of sleep, but as soon as he heard Zhao Xuan's voice, he woke up like a fire. Brother Xuan, Brother Xuan, is that you?" He tried to open his eyes, but the harder he tried, the more the black water in his pupils surged out.

"It's me. Fatty, don't move. I'll ask the elders to come and save you. Don't move!" Looking at the black water gushing out of Niu Xiaopang's eyes, Zhao Xuan was so anxious that tears were about to fall out. He held Niu Xiaopang in one hand and shouted at the blue eyebrows, " Elder, save my brother!" Please."

After hearing this, Lan Meizi's attention immediately shifted from the old man to Zhao Xuan, and he quickly walked over. And the old man was also surprised. He originally planned to take the monster and leave, but now he suddenly wanted to leave again. He stood alone on the edge of a big tree and looked at everyone with a smile. Then, his eyes moved over the cloud leopard after sweeping around. When he first saw the cloud leopard, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then the light in his eyes gradually faded after seeing a certain position on the cloud leopard.

"Good or good, but something is missing." The old man looked at the cloud leopard and said lightly that he always liked to catch spirit beasts. It's a little principled to be caught. That is, a gentleman does not seek love, and the spirit beasts with masters resolutely do not catch them, but only those "wild" ones. The cloud leopard of Tianhe Taoist is made of flying clouds outside the sky. Of course, it is good, but after all, there is a master, so it is not easy to get it back! Besides, the old man also saw that although the cloud leopard is also formed by the gathering of flying clouds, it lacks a little natural aura. It is estimated that this slightly inferior flying cloud can only rely on the owner's body forever to survive, and cannot be cultivated into an independent individual. In this way, this spirit beast flying out of the sky is only middle- and lower-class. It is not acceptable. Naturally, why should it be loved by others?