Yang Yu and xiaobudian don't want to attract people's attention. Otherwise, their identities will be seen through and exposed. But now they have no way out. The head is entangled by the old man with sword holes.

When a group of people approached, they were stunned. Who is the child? God man!

What is he doing, riding on the neck of that being and beating?

Almost startled off the ground eyeball, this is also too speechless, dare to the ancient supernatural hand!

"Am I dazzled or am I in the wrong place? It's too bold to be who those two children are

Since ancient times and endless years have passed, I have never heard of anyone who dares to be disrespectful to this mysterious existence. Today, I have learned a lot. The two little broken children are so fierce here!

A group of people approached and landed in the courtyard.

Yang Yu stopped with his hands folded and stood aside.

Little bit extremely vigilant, way: "what do you want to do?"

He said that he held the sword and sat on the neck of the grey haired old man and refused to come down.

A group of people were in a daze. We are here to save you. How can we look like villains. What's more, the child holding the sword looks like protecting food. Does he want to covet the sword?

"You hold that sword..." An old man said.

"Mine, mine, I found it!"

Little bit hugs the ancient sword and looks on guard.

“……”

As soon as Yang Yu's forehead was dark, he turned away and walked to the crowd. The Dharma chanted again, "Amitabha."

It seems to be the appearance of leaving after a senior monk helps others, which makes little bit and a group of old men look strange.

"Cough!" The old man holding the gourd coughed and said:

"I think you misunderstood. We don't want this sword. It's to save you."

"Tell me, then."

Little bit vigilant, holding an ancient sword in one hand and a bronze tripod in the other, smashed it again. Obviously, he was rushing to get it down as soon as possible.

A group of people in Bu Tian Ge can't laugh or cry. It's really rare for such excellent children. How can this style be a little familiar?

"Don't knock, no one's going to rob you!"

Elder Xiong Fei's face turned white, and he quickly drank to stop him from destroying.

However, the little broken boy ignored it, and tried his best to swing the bronze tripod and smash it to the sky. All the people on the scene were terrified. The boy was too fierce and his strength was amazing!

Elder zhuoyun was livid. He quickly told him about the supernatural things in ancient times. He told him that it was an unsolved mystery, which still shrouded in shadows.

"What, every time you appear, you have to die, especially the genius?"

Little bit in a daze, the copper tripod in his hand fell to the ground, and then jumped down directly and ran to this side.

"Whoosh", he directly hung on elder zhuoyun's body, and didn't scatter it after he was hugged. "What are you going to do with this child? Why are you holding me?"

Zhuoyun elder's face turned white. According to the legend, he touched the taboo, and the elder will die!

"I gave that sword to you, elder, save me!" Pete swings on him.

"I Don't want it

Zhuofei's face is pale. What can I do? I can't say I'm afraid of it. It's in front of 3000 teenagers.

Little bit saw his face lose the color of blood, a burst of doubt, and then directly jumped to Xiong Fei elder's back, put his arm around his neck, and did not give up.

"Sacrifice to the spirit

Elder Xiong Fei's face suddenly turned green. How could this little broken child move so fast that he actually changed it to him, and his heart burst into panic.

In particular, he felt like a cold corpse standing in front of him, staring at him.

"Don't move, elder. Your head is going to touch his face." A little reminder.

Oh, my God!

Elder Xiong Fei was frightened and afraid. He cursed and cursed in his heart. How could the dead child be so unruly? Could the elder's body crawl freely?

"In ancient times, it seems that it is the soul of a strong man with a high level. If there is no way to rescue the heaven mending Pavilion, it is only necessary to return to the stone village as soon as possible!"

Yang Yu's face is strange and stays in the crowd and whispers, which makes little bit more helpless.

I've come all the way to Butian Pavilion. I haven't got any benefits yet. So I'm going back?

"Let's go. There's nothing to see."

The old master holding the golden gourd opened his mouth and asked more than 3000 new disciples to withdraw.

"Take him to the ancient palace."

Another high-level figure said, to take little bit to mendiange an important place.

Elder Xiong Fei's fanghuazi, the little broken child depends on him. How can he take it away? There is an ancient corpse in front of him.

"Elder, you can go backwards." I'll give you an idea.

In the end, a group of people marched forward boldly, all of them were old men and women, and they rushed to the ancient palace with little dots.Elder Xiong Fei cursed repeatedly in his heart. He was walking backwards along the way. He could feel a chilly cold attacking his body.

How can this little broken child stick to him? It's more hateful than the bear child in the virtual god world, because this time it's about life and death!

The hall is magnificent, auspicious and steaming. It is built on a high mountain, overlooking the four fields and looking at the small mountains. This is the conference hall of the Butian Pavilion, and non major events are not discussed here.

The interior is splendid and inlaid with various kinds of strange stones, which radiate the rays of the sun. Even at night, there is no need to light the lamp.

In addition, there are also primitive treasure bones inside the grand hall, which circulate runes and bestow blessings on this place, shooting out wisps and wisps of divine light.

This colorful, flowing Xia Yi Rui hall is shaking small spot, two eyes straight, I wish to find a hammer to knock randomly, and solve those precious bones.

"Sit down, gentlemen." An old man spoke.

The leader of the pavilion has never been out of the pass. The identities of a group of old people in the hall are not very different, so it is not necessary to discuss the seats. Of course, the elders like Xiong Fei and Zhuo Yun are not among them, and their generations are different.

When little bit calmed down, the splendor of the palace gradually faded away and became extremely simple. He sighed in his heart that it was really prosperous and plain.

Butian Pavilion is full of Taoist rhymes, alerting disciples and awe inspiring.

"Calculate the time, the googlean mountain will be opened again, otherwise we will not show up again." ,

he has a high status of edification, holding a yellow gourd in his hand, sitting in the palace and looking around at the crowd.

"This time, he did not go to the ancient holy yard or the genius camp. He chose an ordinary disciple, which is really strange."

A man nearby spoke.

"What are you talking about?" Little doubt.

"Child, do you want to live?" Tao ye asked with a smile.

"Why should I die?" Little bit put his arm around bear's neck and asked angrily.

"Easy!"

Elder Xiong Fei is depressed. The little boy is too strong.

All of a sudden, he thought of a possibility. For a moment, he was stiff, and then he was shaking.

He wanted to turn around and take a closer look at the child's face.

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