Chapter 507

In the east of the demon family world, thousands of miles away from the border with Haoran world, an old man rode down the mountain slowly on a big black-and-white dog.

"Sir, sit here. What would you like to drink?"

A deer demon waiter hurried to meet him. He looked very attentive and comparable to the model of service industry.

"Half a catty of beef and another pot of the best wine in your store." The old man stroked his breath and said with a smile, "give my dog friend three pots of hot rice."

"OK, just a moment."

"Wait a minute."

"Sir, what else can I do for you?"

"Give me an extra wine bowl."

"No problem."

Soon, the sauce beef and a pot of rough but the best wine were served.

The big black-and-white dog with a full height of one person is also eating hot dog food. It looks old and fragrant.

Just when the dog had finished eating dog food and the old man was still drinking alone, a faint fragrance of flowers slowly floated in the whole wine shop at the foot of the mountain.

Except for the old man, the waiter of the store and the other guests closed their eyes, either lying on the table or falling to the ground and fainted.

With the fragrance of flowers, it is a woman who looks about 30 years old.

It seems that she is about 30 years old, wearing a light blue scattered flower water mist green grass pleated skirt.

The muscles are like congealed fat, the air is like Youlan, the Japanese bun on the head is obliquely inserted with a hollow gold hairpin, decorated with a little purple jade, and tassels are sprinkled on the green silk.

A white brocade belt was used to tie the slender and delicate waist that could not be grasped, and the dark hair was tied into a wishful bun. Only a plum blossom white jade hairpin was inserted. Although it was simple, it looked fresh and elegant.

But on the bridge of her upturned nose was a pair of oval things, like a mirror, but transparent.

What's more puzzling is her white open coat.

Obviously, it is so contrary to wear, but wearing on this woman, there is a sense of coordination.

The woman in the white coat walked forward slowly and kicked away the big black-and-white dog lying in front of her with one foot. The big dog didn't dare to shout. She just shrugged and pulled her head and lay down to one side, which was very wronged.

The woman sat in front of the old man, her legs crossed, and her beautiful face was full of impatience:

"I said old man, I'm just going to see my baby apprentice. You don't have to stop me like this?"

The old man who was called an old thing by the woman smiled: "in the demon family world, no one dares to call me that."

"Oh? What do you call that? Grandpa Yue? EH ~ ~ ~ no, no, I always feel that you take advantage of me again. " The woman waved her hand and was very resistant.

"You girl, how can I take advantage of being your grandfather at my age?" The old man smiled and scolded, "forget it, what are you doing in the demon family world this time? Don't all your disciples set up schools in Haoran? How come I'm in the demon family world where birds don't shit. "

"What? I have another little disciple. I can't close the door. " The woman poured herself a glass of wine and drank it down.

"OK, you can take anyone you want." The old man shook his head, "but you are a rising place. If I let you enter the demon family world so recklessly, I'm afraid the other young people are not convinced, or do you want to confront the rising place of my younger generation with the rising place of medical friars?"

"Cut, I have a bone, so they don't know to respect the old and love the young?"

The old man smiled and said, "I'm still old. Do you still respect me?"

"Ha ha." The woman laughed twice, with a lot of ridicule

"Who did you learn this from?"

"I'm a disciple." The woman yawned, "what if I just want to break in?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and ate a piece of sauce beef: "what do you say?"

"Tut... Trouble." The woman drank another glass of wine, "come on, what's the condition?"

"It's very simple. When I go to Haoran world, don't interfere and let the younger generation play."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

"OK, I promised."

"Promise so simply?"

"Ha ha ha." The woman laughed, "because I don't believe you have this ability."

Lifting the unopened wine pot on the table, the woman waved and turned away: "go, your dog is sick. I've cured that foot just now. You're welcome."

When the woman disappeared in place, the old man smiled and shook his head. He continued to drink a cup of medium and small wine. Just one sip, he felt something was wrong.

"This girl..."

Covering his ass, the old man threw down a silver or two and squatted in the grass.

......

In less than five days, the flying medical immortal who demonstrated the Tao with medicine had come ten miles away from the Luocha Pavilion.

When the woman couldn't wait to see her apprentice, she noticed her current image.

"Yo Yo, I almost forgot."

Patted her head, the woman's body began to shrink, her back was slightly bent, and her hair gradually turned white.

After a breath, she had become a 60 year old woman.

When she came to the Mountain Gate of Luocha gate, the woman disguised as an old lady thought, waved her sleeves, and a thick light pink powder floated away.

Under her wind, it was only a sleeve of medicinal powder that floated to the 20 peaks of luochage.

In less than a incense burning time, all the disciples of Luocha Pavilion, except the leader of Yuanying territory, were lying on the ground screaming. They felt that their blood was going to break through their blood vessels and the whole person was going to explode.

In luochage courtyard, Jiang Lin is explaining to his sister-in-law the accident between himself and his sister Su Su that day.

When her sister-in-law was fooled by Jiang Lin and almost believed her brother-in-law's evil, suddenly, the nine flying swords behind the girl trembled at the same time.

At the next moment, nine flying swords swept out of the sword formation at the same time, surrounding them in the center.

Jiang Lin got up and looked up at the light pink powder.

"Brother in law..."

Qinglian nervously pulls her brother-in-law's clothes.

"It's okay." Jiang Lin smiled and touched Qinglian's head. "It's a teacher from his brother-in-law."

Out of Qinglian's sword array, Jiang Lin twists the pink powder with his fingers and tastes it. Then Jiang Lin takes out bottles and cans and begins to make it.

After half a cup of tea, Jiang Lin's sleeve waved, and the black poison powder floated across the Luocha pavilion under the urging of Lingli.

After half a column of incense, the fallen Luocha Pavilion disciples all recovered their peace and no longer had a big problem.

At the same time, at the gate of the courtyard, an old woman walked slowly into the courtyard.

Looking at Jiang Lin, the old man smiled happily: "yes, Kung Fu has not fallen."

Seeing the old man who had taught himself medical skills, Jiang Lin bowed and bowed his hands with a younger generation's salute:

"Thank you, grandma."