Chapter 1102: a bunch of old men

"Come here! You are here today!"
"The wind, you destroy my Kunlun sect, the poor road is not with you!" An old Taoist priest roared and wanted to rush.
The road wind laughed: "The beating is not enough. I want to come again?"
When the old Taoist priest heard it, some of them flinched and rushed to Qingyunzi. "You are not yet!"
"Up!" Qingyunzi greeted the rest of the people and gradually dispersed.
When the road wind saw this battle, it was retired and surrounded by these masters. It was not a joke. Now turn around to Ye Shaoyang:
"These four people are left for you to send, and I am going to wait for you."
After flying, I jumped directly from the cliff and flew away.
A few people in Qingyunzi could not fly, so they had to go down the hillside.
Zhang Wusheng is a bird, flying out and leading the way.
"Master!" Ye Shaoyang caught up.
"You go first, I will say something." Qingyunzi waved his hand and let them chase. He turned and looked at Ye Shaoyang. He blinked and said: "I hope that you will catch the idiot. It seems that you can't do it. I still do it myself!"
Ye Shaoyang’s face was red and he said:
Is it easy to meet and say something else?

Qingyunzi changed his color and sighed. "You look at it and you must be careful."
Ye Shaoyang said: "What is the robbery?"
Qingyunzi took out a folded crumpled paper from his sleeve and said, "I wrote the proverb on it, and you realized it yourself."
Finished and walked over.
Lin Sansheng learned that he was the head of Maoshan, and his heart was awe-inspiring. He hurriedly saw the ceremony and said: "I have seen the Master."
Mu Qingyu also stood solemnly and looked at Qingyunzi with a reverent look, just like watching a fairy.
Qingyunzi Chonglin Sansheng nodded and reached out to Ye Shaoyang.
"I came in a hurry, didn't bring money, hurry to lend me some change, buy something to eat on the road."
This sentence immediately made his master's style disappear.
Ye Shaoyang scratched his head and took out a change from his pocket. He said: "There are only these."
Qingyunzi took over and actually counted one by one. "Only one hundred and seventy, come again."
"It's gone!" Ye Shaoyang shouted, one hand in his pocket, firmly pinching the bank card.
"Dao Chang, I am a bit." Mu Qingyu touched the wallet, took out the money and handed it over.
Qingyunzi only took a hundred, and squinted at her and smiled. "The little girl is good, I have the chance to go to Maoshan, and I will give you a free one."
Over there, Ye Shaoyang unfolded the print paper with great expectation, and read it again. The whole heart turned into frustration, and his face was pumped, and his face was sorrowful and said to Qingyunzi: "Master, this slang has been given to me last time."
The four words written on the paper are:
The two dragons struggled for one dragon injury, and the two met and died together; eight thousand female ghosts were difficult to survive, and twenty-one could not be long.
Qingyun Zi blinked: "Give it, what time?"
"Last time in Shicheng, you asked Master Guo to give me." Ye Shaoyang is speechless, what is this memory?
"Oh, forget, then you can take a closer look." Qingyunzi knocked on his forehead, turned and went down the mountain, took a few steps, and looked back at Ye Shaoyang, saying:
"I want to catch the wind, I don't have time to help you, rely on yourself. If you don't die, I will wait until you are dead. If you die, don't go."
Ye Shaoyang had a black line and his expression seemed to have been rubbed on his face with shoes.
Qingyunzi hurried down the mountain, and he fell a little in the middle of the road. He climbed up and limped to catch up with the old Taoist priests.
"Can you go faster?" complained at the head of Kunlun Mountain.
"Falled, I can't walk fast." Qingyunzi supported the waist. "Old, not used."
Zhang Wusheng secretly sneered and did not expose it.
When Kunlunshan’s head was heard, it was on fire. Pointing at Qingyunzi, he said:
Qingyunzi, don’t think that I don’t know, you don’t want to catch the wind at all, you just come to look like it!

Qingyunzi’s look sank and said:
Nonsense! He is my Maoshan traitor, of course I want to catch him!

"Hey, every time you catch up with him, you always have to sing a ‘王八蛋’, this is simply prompting him to run, you are an idiot!

The Kunlun Mountain’s head is going straight to get his clothes.
Qingyunzi is also annoyed, angered: "You said that you are this person, the wind has been driven out of the division by me, there is no relationship with my wool, I am looking at your face to help you catch him, you still call me Come and fight!"
When you finish the sleeves, you have to go up the rack.
Meng Feng and Xiong Daiwei immediately stepped forward and persuaded one person to pull one.
"Forget it, say less."
"The fight is hurt and you have something to say."
Zhang Wusheng is playing a mobile phone next to him, pretending to ignore it.
If someone knows their identity, the chin will definitely fall:
A few masters of the door, a master of the school, all of them are hand-eyes, have boundless mana, in the eyes of ordinary people is simply a fairy-like figure, actually quarreled like a small town.
In the end, it was still a reconciliation. A group of old men continued to follow the clues left by the Fuzu...
Ye Shaoyang looked at the direction in which Qingyunzi disappeared. There was a lot of impulse to chase him, but not.
There are still many things to do and wait for yourself to do it.
"Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye?"
Jiang Yan called several times, and Ye Shaoyang only heard it and turned to look at him.
Jiang Wei carefully asked how the few deceased should handle it.
Although this war has destroyed the snake, but people have died a lot.
Ye Shaoyang walked behind Jiang Wei, and the crowd separated automatically, revealing a piece of ground, lying on several bodies, all in the same place, and one body was broken.
A pile of bones and flesh on the ground looked very horrible.
Ye Shaoyang went forward to check it out. There was no corpse and demon poison. Let Jiang Wei get some lime, sprinkle it on these bodies, and then bury it to avoid accidents.
"There are still a few bodies there, that is, there are a few college students. The situation is quite special. I have trouble Mr. Ye to see..."
Ye Shaoyang came to the director's tent and glanced at Li Jun, who was unconscious on the ground, and the pair of dead people who were not well dressed.
"Oh, how can these three people come to a tent?"
Ye Shaoyang feels puzzled. Even if a person encounters an attack, the rest of the people will hear the movement nearby. The first thing should be called talent.
Shi Lei was at Ye Shaoyang's side. He saw two students dying and sighing. He was the instructor of this internship, but he lost both students. It is difficult to explain it.
Jiang Yan said comfortably at the side, saying: "Shen Shi does not have to blame himself, saying that he should not say it. It is also what they are looking for. You can see this mobile phone."
Shi Lei took the phone from him and looked at it for a while.