The sloppy old Taoist priest rushed into the forest with the girl in his arms, and then the wind was under his feet, running the true yuan, and he ran extremely fast.

Yang Jian turned into a wisp of green smoke like a light weight, and quietly followed around this old road.

As the girl continued to struggle, Yang Jian's eyes were already full of hatred, if it weren't for Yang Jian's desire to see if this old dao had other accomplices, he would have already killed the old dao in the palm of his hand!

Although Yang Jian is not very interested in the rules of the world, he also has his own judgment of good and evil, and has his own distinction between love and hate.

So, what kind of wicked person does Yang Jian hate the most?

It's not a demon who kills people without blinking, nor is it a demon who sucks people's souls to cultivate, these two things are actually a little bit back in Yang Jian's disgust index.

In his previous life, what Yang Jian hated the most was those traffickers who abducted children, and directly attacked children who had no sense of resistance!

And in this life, the last thing Yang Jian can see is the rumored demon path that will use a child's soul to practice!

As the girl continued to struggle, she was even biting the palm of the old way, but the old way tightly covered her mouth......

The killing intent in Yang Jian's eyes grew!

Finally, when the demon path ran to the clearing at the junction of the two forests, Yang Jian finally couldn't recognize it.

A vertical leap jumped more than ten feet!

The pigtailed girl who was being held by Lao Dao looked up, and her big eyes suddenly became shiny, and her open mouth even partially broke away from the edge of Lao Dao's palm!

"Oh...... Wow......"

Like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, Yang Jian was still able to control the angle of his forward rush in mid-air, and kicked the old man's neck with an accurate and fluttering kick.

Yang Jian was afraid of hurting the girl, so he naturally didn't dare to hit too hard, so he just kicked this old way away.

"Poof!"

Lao Dao squirted out in one breath, and his body fell forward, and Yang Jian had already grabbed the girl's collar, lifted it with skill, and directly held the girl in his arms, and the figure fluttered and spun and fell to the soft grass.

"Ouch hey!"

Lao Dao fell a dog and gnawed on the mud, lying there and babbling.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, put the girl on the ground, walked over in two steps, and stepped on the waist of the old way.

The old man's voice trembled, and he hurriedly put his hands together on his head, and begged for mercy loudly: "The strong man spares his life!

"Hmph!" Yang Jian said coldly, "Where are your accomplices?"

"I ...... My accomplice?" Lao Dao first shook his face, then his face was full of remorse, and then he shouted repeatedly: "Strongman, you want to kill my old bone, I forced her to do these things!"

Yang Jian raised the corners of his eyebrows, but he didn't expect this old way to be quite affectionate.

The old man tried to raise his head, and the two palms alternated and patted on his wrinkled old face: "I! I have been blinded by lard! I have a bad conscience! I ...... Strongman, let her go! It's all my fault!"

Slap, slap, slap is very loud.

"Hmph!" Yang Jian raised his feet, a little unbearable in his heart, and took two steps back.

Unexpectedly, although this demon Dao uses boys and girls to practice, he is also a righteous person.

Why bother?

Just take his life and destroy his soul.

Yang Jian raised his left hand, Xuangong worked, and a purple-red aura appeared on his left hand.

Suddenly feeling a small hand grasping his ankle, Yang Jian was stunned, looked down, but saw that the girl was grabbing her pants with her little hand, raising her dirty face.

"Don't, don't hit my master......"

Yang Jian couldn't help but be stunned.

Lao Dao, who was lying on the ground, turned around with great effort at this time, got up, and cried loudly: "Liuya, go quickly!

"Master......" The girl trembled when she saw this, then she threw her head back and cried, "Master, don't you want to die......!

Yang Jian's forehead was instantly covered with black lines.

The old Taoist knelt down with a puff and kowtowed to Yang Jian: "Strongman, hero, immortal! Shangxian spares his life, Shangxian spares his life! We really don't mean to take your ancestors' things! It's really a tight life, and I'm about to starve her to death, and I, we are also forced to be helpless, Shangxian!"

Take something from your ancestors?

Yang Jian was suddenly messy on the spot, and there were still signs of petrification in the dignified Eight or Nine Xuangong.

And the old man cried a handful of tears, took out the tattered cloth pocket he was carrying, and poured out a bunch of various objects the size of a small mountain with a clang.

There are many gold and silver treasures, but they all carry a little bit of loess.

There are also some weapons and swords, but they are rusty and full of dirt.

To Yang Jian's surprise, there were three or four magic weapons with spiritual power fluctuations, and they were all rusty and soil-stained things......

Yang Jian instantly understood what he was doing with this grandson and apprentice he met by mistake.

The girl on her leg was still crying, and the old man kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Obviously, Lao Dao also mistakenly regarded Yang Jian as a 'bitter master', and found the door, so he begged for mercy.

"Cough!" Yang Jian coughed dryly, his face did not change, and he did not breathe for a long time, "Do you know what is wrong?"

"Knowing the mistake, knowing the mistake! I know the mistake! spare my life, Shangxian!" said the old man in a trembling voice, reaching out and dragging the girl behind him, "She was forced by me, she was forced by me, it's none of her business, Shangxian!"

Yang Jian's eyes were stunned, this old man actually took this little girl to dig people's graves?

"Digging people's graves is a matter of destroying conscience! Why do you still take your apprentice!" Yang Jian scolded angrily, and the old man was stunned.

How many years has the old Tao been in the red dust? At this time, his heart turned, and he immediately cried and answered: "No, I didn't bring her, I'm talking about someone else! There is someone else!"

"Humph!"

Yang Jian's head suddenly grew for a while, looked at this old way, and then looked at the girl.

This is a confused account, but it is not clear.

The old Taoist asked weakly: "Shangxian, don't you know what our master and apprentice do......

"Why did you cover her mouth just now, she struggled hard, but you took her to run here?" Yang Jian was not angry but threatening, and the old man who was scared hurriedly kowtowed.

If kowtowing can save his life, how can this old way be stingy?

Yang Jian scolded loudly: "Say!"

The girl, who had stopped crying, was frightened and burst into tears again, raised her head and continued to cry!

Lao Dao was afraid that his apprentice would make Yang Jian lively, so he quickly raised his hand to cover her little mouth, and hurriedly replied:

Before, my disciple wanted to eat the rock candy sold by the merchant. But she ...... She's been breaking her teeth lately, she can't eat, and she's crying again!"

"Our master and apprentice are doing this shady business, and after wandering here for a long time, many people know each other. ”

"The little old man was afraid of attracting the enemy, so he quickly covered her mouth and ran here......"

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched slightly.

He still didn't give up and asked, "Is this really your apprentice?"

"Really, Shangxian! Several shops selling magic weapons in the town are acquaintances with me! I definitely can't fake it!" Old Dao looked up to the sky and sighed, "Liuya was fed by me with a handful of and urine, cough! No, I fed it with one hand!"

Yang Jian frowned and said, "Let her answer by herself." ”

"This ...... Wait a minute. ”

The old man sat on his knees, holding Liuya for a while, although he was a little stern, but the concern for this girl in his words, and the details of the girl's little hand holding the old Taoist robe, made Yang Jian have a conclusion in his heart.

I never thought that this was really an oolong......

"This is really my master......"

Liuya said with a small mouth.

Yang Jian's face was a little embarrassed, and he coughed: "You old way, you actually took such a young child to do such a desperate and immoral thing!"

"Shangxian, this is purely forced by life......"

"Hmph!" Yang Jian looked at the pile of funeral goods piled up into a hill, and really didn't know how many people's ancestral graves this grandfather and grandson had dug up.

The girl is not guilty, and she is very pitiful, so she was forced to walk in the shadows at such a young age and do that thing of turning over the earth and digging up bones.

But because of this, Lao Dao was killed, and this girl was helpless.

This is a mess of accounts, and it's really unclear.

Yang Jian said coldly: "Can't you do something else?"

"This ......" the old Taoist said in embarrassment, "Shangxian, I am an ancestral craft......

Yang Jian glared at him, and the frightened old man trembled, "You asked your apprentice to dig a pit in the future?"

"My precious apprentice. It's the genius of this way, Immortal!"

When Lao Dao talked about this, his eyebrows suddenly danced, and the more he talked, the more excited he became:

"My apprentice has surpassed me at the age of three! Really! She was born to eat this bowl of rice! In time, maybe she can break out of this small world, go to the land of the desolate Wubu Continent, and dig up his powerful grave! Dig out the relics of an ancient clan! Shangxian, you believe me! Liuya is absolutely not a problem!"

Yang Jian: ......

Liuya blinked, as if knowing that the master was talking about her, and raised her little chin proudly.

The breath of the little genius who digs the grave came to his face instantly.