Luo Xiaofeng glanced at the cold Taoist and walked over slowly.

"I heard that Master Hai has a high level of cultivation for a long time, but I didn't expect that like Master Jin, I would come to invite someone."

Luo Xiaofeng said and sighed softly.

The Haidaoren looked at Luo Xiaofeng contemptuously and said lightly: "I am different from him. He is here to invite people, but I am here to kill people."

Luo Xiaofeng seemed very surprised: "A monk should not kill animals, so how can Taoist Master Hai kill people?"

The Haidao Ren said coldly: "Killing evil people is also a way to accumulate virtue and do good deeds."

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect that in the eyes of Taoist Master Hai, I am a big evil man."

The Kaido closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Dao Ren Jin walked over with a smile: "Master Hai looked like a torch. He had his own reason to say such things."

Luo Xiaofeng sneered.

Taoist Jin looked at Luo Xiaofeng and sighed: "There is nothing in the world, and the mediocre people disturb you! If Captain Luo follows the advice of the owner of Qian Zhuang and reconcile with Prince Xiao, all the problems will be solved. If Captain Luo is unwilling, there is only a way out."

Luo Xiaofeng sneered and said lightly: "I have already thought about it. Master Qian can take action."

Qian Mo Ran looked up suddenly, and a sharp cold light burst out from his eyes.

Luo Xiaofeng turned around and walked out slowly.

Qianmo pressed the sword's hand and the blue veins burst.

The Qiandao General Manager, Jin Daren, Hai Daren, and the group of three people followed behind.

Outside the temple, the sun is shining brightly and the wind blows on my face.

Qianmo had arrived in front of Luo Xiaofeng at some point.

At some point, the Haidao people had a short sword of more than seven inches long. The weapon in the Jindao people's hand turned out to be an iron whisk. The Vajra's Great Hand Thousand General Manager stood with his eyebrows, his head full of messy white hair dancing in the wind.

The Kaido looked at the dagger in his hand and suddenly said, "Since you are here, do you still want to leave?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled and said, "If you want to leave, can Master Hai use this broken sword to stop it?"

The Kaido said coldly: "I want to give it a try!"

Luo Xiaofeng said lightly: "Since that's the case, please do your best."

Qianmo suddenly frowned because he suddenly smelled the fragrance of a woman's powder.

Suddenly, the sound of women laughing came from behind the temple. A young man shook the sandalwood paper fan in his hand and walked out.

The Kaido frowned and his face was gloomy.

Dao Ren Jin looked calm. He held the iron whisk in his arms and looked at the young man who was holding the paper fan with a smile.

The Qianda Manager stood aside with a cold face.

Qian Mo was stunned for a moment, then walked over with a smile: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be the second young master."

The young master smiled and said, "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be the owner of Qianmo Manor."

Qian Mo looked respectful: "I dare not take it."

The young master looked at Qianmo with drunken eyes and suddenly said, "Qianmo is in the ancient temple of the deserted mountain to entertain guests, why don't you tell me?"

Qian Mo smiled bitterly, "The second young master is indefinitely in his whereabouts. I want to look for it, but I can't find it."

The young master yawned and his body shaking. The two little maids immediately supported him.

Taoist Jin's eyes flashed and he walked over with a smile: "If I guess correctly, this is the second son of the King Xiao's Mansion."

The young master nodded, staring at Jin Daoren's face with drunken eyes: "Yes, it's this young master."

Taoist Jin shook the iron whisk in his hand and suddenly said, "Young master is a big golden body, I don't know why he is coming to this ancient temple in the barren mountain?"

The young master sighed without answering. He looked up, looked down, left, right, and right.

Taoist Jin felt a little embarrassed when he was seen.

The young master suddenly smiled: "If I remember correctly, you have been defeated by the Xiaoyuan Divine Sword Yuanbixi."

Taoist Jin's face changed drastically and he said angrily: "This is my business, why should the young master ask?"

The young master smiled and said, "I can't come here, why do you ask?"

Taoist Jin looked at the young master and was speechless for a moment.

Qianmo stood under an old pine tree, and at this time, he walked over with a smile: "Young master is here, why not go to the temple to have a few drinks."

The young master shook his head and sighed, "The wine elsewhere is delicious, but the wine here is not allowed."

Qianmo said inexplicably: "Why?"

The young master said: "Because the wine here has murderous aura."

Qian Mo was stunned for a moment and smiled, "There is murderous spirit in the wine, and this is the first time I have heard of it."

The young master ignored Qianmo and came to the sea Dao Ren staggeringly, and smiled and said, "This wine has murderous aura, can't you smell it?"

The Haidao Ren said coldly: "I never drink alcohol. No matter how good the wine is, I am not interested."

The young master said, "If the Taoist priest is not interested in wine, why should he come to this ancient temple in the deserted mountains?" Without waiting for the Taoist priest to speak, he suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted, "I understand, I understand."

The Hachido man had a gloomy face and said coldly: "What do you know?"

The young master burped and staggered: "I just remembered it, but suddenly I forgot it."

At this moment, from behind the ancient temple, a croaker suddenly came around. Four strong men carried the croaker and walked over staggeringly. On the croaker, a white old woman leaned obliquely.

The old woman looked at Hachidoru and Jindaoru coldly, and suddenly sneered twice.

The short knife in the hands of the Hidao people slowly dropped, and the murderous aura in his eyes suddenly disappeared. The old woman pointed at the Hidao people and said lightly: "Please carry me over, I want to see the Hidao people."

The muscles in the corners of the Hachido people's eyes were beating. He lowered his head, turned around and rushed down the mountain.

The old woman sighed: "He used to be a shy person, but he didn't expect that after all these years, he was still the same."

The old woman sighed and her eyes slowly moved to Jin Daoren's face.

Jin Daoren wanted to smile, but the muscles on his face suddenly became stiff.

The old woman suddenly sighed: "I'm here, didn't you expect it?"

Dao Ren Jin smiled bitterly and said lightly: "I thought I was dreaming at first, but now I know that this is true."

The old woman said quietly: "Actually, I hope this is a dream."

The whisk in Jin Daoren's hand had already hanged down: "How have you been doing these years?"

The old woman sneered: "You can't see this way?"

Taoist Jin lowered his head, looking depressed.

The old woman lay on the soft collapse and suddenly started coughing violently. After a while, she stopped coughing and said in a hoarse voice: "You have escaped into the monk and avoided the world. I guess you have lived a comfortable life, right?"

Jin Daoren said: "A pure and quiet, incompetent, without fighting with the world, life is still acceptable."

The old woman said coldly: "Since you are not in conflict with the world, why are you here?"

Taoist Jin was speechless for a moment.
Chapter completed!