My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

Although the man twisted the old woman's head off, the old woman's body did not fall down, and the old woman did not die. As long as the old woman's real body is not completely destroyed and the soul is removed, the old woman is not so easy to be killed What's more, the man only used the brute force of ordinary people, but did not use mana.

The old woman's head is so easy to be twisted off, it can only be said that the old woman's head is too weak.

Hearing the man's cold and deep laughter, the old woman felt that her upright body seemed to be unable to bear the chill and was about to fall down. She managed to control her body with her weak mana, and said in a hoarse voice of horror, "You guys Not an ordinary person?"

Feng Xiaolang didn't wait for the man to speak, he folded his arms, raised his head and said with an arrogant expression, "We are learning the art of Maoshan."

The man raised his eyebrows when he heard Feng Xiaolang's words, and sent a voice transmission to Feng Xiaolang, "Do you know what Maoshan's technique is?"

Just as Feng Xiaolang was about to answer, his eyes fell on the old woman. The man pushed the old woman's head out knowingly, looked at the old woman with eyes full of teasing, and said calmly, "If you want to kill the two of us, Just send some masters."

The old woman's head was thrown out, and her body followed, bent down, and hugged her head into her arms, without putting it on her neck, and ran out staggeringly. Scared by men.

The man glanced at the old woman, closed the door, and said with a smile, "Maoshan's technique is a crooked way. Practitioners use poisonous insects as food and poisonous weed juice as water. Although the mana can be improved quickly, taking shortcuts will hurt the body. Maoshan practitioners are all short-lived ghosts if they don’t join other sects.”

Feng Xiaolang smacked his lips, he had only heard of the Maoshan technique, but he never knew what the Maoshan technique was. Said, "Although Maoshan's technique is not a good method of cultivation, but at least it scares them. Maybe the waste demons here will think that we are like-minded with them."

The man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile on the corner of his lips, "They know that we are learning the art of Maoshan, maybe they will let us eat bugs in a while, and it will be useless by then."

Feng Xiaolang puffed his cheeks and glanced at the man, then ignored the man, sat down on his own, leaned on the back of the chair and pretended to close his eyes to rest.

The man lowered his eyebrows, walked to Feng Xiaolang's side, nodded Feng Xiaolang's forehead, and said with great interest, "Someone is here..."

When Feng Xiaolang heard the man's words, he immediately stood up, stood side by side with the man, looked at the door and said, "How many people are coming?" I didn't hear the wind from walking.

The man turned his head and rubbed Feng Xiaolang's head, and said with a gentle smile, "Only one came." Although Feng Xiaolang didn't hear the sound of footsteps and wind, the man did.

The door was pushed open from the outside, at first Feng Xiaolang heard the man say that only one person came, and he was a little excited and nervous, but the moment the door was pushed open, all the nervousness turned into inferior excitement, No matter who the people who come are, they will not fight with them here.

The person standing outside was as bone-boned and very short. If he was shorter, it seemed that he could only reach the knees of a normal person. His eyes were narrowed into a slit. Although he was small, the murderous brilliance in his eyes was clearly exposed.

The man just glanced at it, then sighed, and said in a voice full of pity, "A grasshopper came, it seems that there is really no one here."

Hearing the man's words, the little man froze for a moment, the look of killing in his eyes was instantly replaced by surprise and resentment, and a "snoring" sound came out of his throat, like the sound of a mosquito, "My master welcomes you. "When he came, he was told that if the other party could reveal his real body, he would bring the man and Feng Xiaolang there, but before he even asked, the man revealed his real body, if not The disdain in his tone was so obvious that he even thought that the man had heard the whole conversation between him and his master.

In fact, the men just listened to the whole conversation, who told them to speak so loudly, and did not take any measures to prevent eavesdropping, so they deserved to be heard talking.

The man gave a low laugh, "Your master?"

The little man seemed to have heard the disdain and sarcasm in the man's words, and said with a straight chest, "My master is the master of Tuoling Mountain, the Immortal of Tuoling."

When the man heard the word "Shangxian", he couldn't help laughing coldly, Shangxian?Among the six worlds, people in the fairy world would not call themselves Shangxian, because they think this title is vulgar, and only demons who are not well-known in the world would call themselves this way, pretending to be big.

Feng Xiaolang could hear the banter and disdain in the man's whisper, although he didn't quite understand the meaning of "Shangxian", but he probably guessed that it wasn't a good name, because he thought it was vulgar.

The man and Feng Xiaolang looked at each other, then looked away, looked at the little man, while smoothing the robe, pointed at the little man with fingers, and then said, "Lead the way."

Hearing the man's words, the little man couldn't help but tremble a bit, then looked at the man timidly, made a gesture of invitation and said, "Come with me, both of you."

Feng Xiaolang and the man followed the little man out of the inn. They didn't feel it in the inn, but as soon as they got out of the inn, they found that the surroundings had turned black, and the dark clouds were pressing down on their heads layer by layer, as if a Raise your hand and you can touch the black cloud.

Feng Xiaolang leaned on the man and asked softly, "Are they still fighting?"

The man understood what Feng Xiaolang meant, looked around casually, and said with a light smile, "It's over, but the cloud won't dissipate too quickly, after all, he used a lot of mana when he was spreading the cloud, and the mana contained In the cloud, as long as the mana does not disperse, the cloud will not disperse."

Feng Xiaolang and the man quickly followed the little man into the woods. Compared with the outside, there was more white mist in the woods, and oppressive black clouds were overhead, and those white mist completely overwhelmed everyone. Surrounded by people, it was obvious that the other party wanted to suppress Feng Xiaolang and the man in terms of momentum.

But what they never expected was that men saw this kind of scene a lot, and it would be nice if men didn't think they were mentally retarded. For Feng Xiaolang, even though it was the first time he saw it, he didn't feel scared and worried, but It was curiosity combined with playful excitement. After all, such a scene was never seen in the palace, and such exciting things might not be encountered in the future.

The group of three walked for half an hour before reaching a cave. When the little man was about to speak, the man raised his eyebrows and said jokingly and coldly, "It's been so long, it's better to fly here to save trouble."

In fact, before the man spoke, the little man wanted to use the matter that took more than half an hour to laugh at Feng Xiaolang and the man for their lack of morality, and laughed that they came here rashly and overestimated themselves, but men can guess mind tricks, so before the little man spoke, After snatching the words of the little man, he choked back.