The little old man looked at Deng Yifei holding Liu quanjun's hand and disappeared into the sky. He murmured in a low voice, "son, this Deng Yifei is a good man! I have lived most of my life. I have seen many good warriors, but it's the first time for me to meet someone like Deng Yifei!"

"Well, dad is right!"

Deng Yifei is a good man recognized by them in building Tongcheng.

"He saved the life of our family!" The little old man took a deep breath and said, "unfortunately, we can't help them. We can only hope that he can escape!"

The middle-aged man said, "I think a good man will be rewarded, and he will be safe."

"Forget it, let's hurry, this is definitely not a place to stay for a long time!"

"Good!"

As the middle-aged man said, he bent down, picked up the luggage that had just rolled to the ground, righted the unicycle, and the little old man put his luggage on it. When he was about to sit on it, a gust of wind blew, and a white haired old man suddenly appeared beside them.

The white haired old man just stood there without saying anything, which made them breathless. They didn't even have the courage to look directly at the man.

The white haired old man glanced at the three civilians and was about to start, but he suddenly turned his head and looked at the crushed grass not far away, which fell into a clear human shape.

With a wave of his hand, a few dark red scabs appeared in his hands!

"Yes, the time of blood scab formation, more than two days ago, should not have run away, it should be Deng Yifei!" The white haired old man observed the grass and muttered, "besides, they shouldn't have left for long."

"I ask you, have you ever seen a man and a woman, two warriors passing by here?"

"No..." the little old man shivered.

The white haired old man asked angrily, "are you sure?"

The little old man was so frightened that he immediately changed his words: "it's impossible not to see it. We saw a man and a woman, two martial artists!"

"They ran that way?"

"Over there!" The little old man pointed to the north, the direction of CAI state.

As soon as the little old man finished speaking, the white haired old man disappeared!

"Ouch, my father!"

The middle-aged man slapped his thigh hard, and the whole face was wrinkled. It was obvious that he couldn't understand why his father cheated the martial artist who looked very annoying!

The little old man put his index finger vertically to his lips and motioned him not to speak

The little old man glanced at the grandson behind the middle-aged man, shook his head helplessly, and then pointed to a road leading to jiantongcheng and the direction of Xu state, saying, "go that direction. If you continue to go north, you may encounter the master. Deng Yifei's strength is not weak, and the strength of the person who can chase him to escape is certainly not weak!"

"But, Dad!"

"It's nothing, but, you hurry to take my little grandson with you. The farther you go, the better. I can't follow you. If I run with you, it will definitely slow you down. If I stay here, I can vent my anger on that master. Maybe he will go back directly as soon as his anger disappears!" The little old man took a puff of dry smoke, spit out an eye ring and said, "anyway, I won't live long. Before I die, it's a debt of gratitude to help Deng Yifei, but you're different. You're still young. Hurry!"

"Then... Then I'll go!"

The middle-aged man looked at the north, where the master disappeared.

"Get out of here quickly, don't be a bitch, like a bitch!"

The little old man kicked the middle-aged man's calf like driving a donkey.

In the red blood sword, Chen Hao looked at everything, but did not make a sound.

It's still in the stage of running for his life, so it's not suitable to distract Deng Yifei anymore. Even if you need to tell him, you can wait until Deng Yifei is safe.

At least, the little old man definitely helped Deng Yifei.

Only half an hour later, the strong man in the realm of the royal family of Xu appeared in the same place again, and he saw the little old man leaning against the tree smoking dry tobacco.

The strong in the realm come and go like the wind. As long as they don't want to, even the supernatural realm masters can't detect their proximity.

The little old man leaned against the tree trunk, with a relieved smile on his face, and smoked dry cigarettes happily.

When his son just left, he was still a little nervous, but after waiting for a long time, he still couldn't wait for the master who chased Deng Yifei to return. He felt that it was no way to be so nervous, so he became like this.

"You just lied to me?"

The territory is trying hard to suppress anger and murderous spirit.

He was afraid that if he was not careful, he would kill the old man in front of him!

"Lied to you? No, I didn't lie to you. The man and woman just now fled to the north. Go and see it with your own eyes!" The little old man was still talking. Unfortunately, his eyes, his constantly twitching facial muscles, and his trembling arms betrayed him.

Just now, the strong man in the field was cheated because he didn't expect to be cheated at all.

It was completely unexpected that ordinary people dared to speak in front of him!

"Damn garbage, you die!" The strong man in the field slapped hard and patted the hateful old man in front of him into meat mud. He flew directly into the air, searched carefully, and said with a grim smile, "damn garbage, do you think I don't know who to ask if you don't tell me?"

With just a few breaths, the strong man in the field blocked the way of the little old man's son and grandson.

It was originally a remote path nearby. Over the mountains, the ordinary middle-aged man who carried his son did not escape the divine sense of the strong in the field for half an hour.

The middle-aged man saw the strong man with white hair. His legs trembled and he knelt down directly. The two or three-year-old child behind him also looked at the old man with white hair in fear.

Xu Tianlun stared at the father and son in front of him and asked, "tell me, where did that man and woman go?"

Just now he crossed the north, ran for two quarters of an hour, and found no trace of Deng Yifei.

It is reasonable to say that Deng Yifei, who was seriously injured, and his associates could not fly over him, so he became suspicious of the little old man!

Killing the little old man is not enough to let Xu Tianlun vent his anger.

Xu Tianlun's goal has always been Deng Yifei.

He wants Deng Yifei to die!

"They, they actually run east!" The middle-aged man was lying on the ground, and the child was crying on his back. He had probably guessed the fate of his father. The martial artist in front of him definitely didn't let his father go. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a panic, "Yes, that man and woman ran East. You must be looking for Deng Yifei? Deng Yifei once saved my father's life unintentionally, so my father was very grateful to them, so he misled the elder!"