Swing the sword at the future female devil

Chapter 246: Uncle Yaoyao? Tianshan Tonglao!

Chapter 246: Uncle Yaoyao? Tianshan Tonglao!
The curious and black-hearted little Taoist priest glanced around a few times, and then seemed to have discovered something, and his expression became strange.

The carriage, which seemed calm on the surface, was actually secretly turbulent. The woman who raised the dream bug had allowed her bug to devour the dreams of mortals, which could not be considered intentional harm.

After all, this kind of spiritual insect is different from the monster that absorbs human essence. The dreams it absorbs will only slow down people's thinking temporarily, and they will not be able to dream for a short period of time. But this matter is not big, but not small either. Many people originally thought that it was better to have less trouble than more, but Zhang Zhiyao was a person who could not tolerate any sand in his eyes, and he hit the opponent's dream insect back.

This back and forth created a grudge between them. Naturally, the spirit insect master was unwilling to watch himself being slapped in the face, so he was ready to fight back in anger.

Of course, this is not the most crucial point. The key point is that the target of her counterattack was a little girl of eight or nine years old.

It has to be said that the appearance of the black-hearted little Taoist priest is very deceptive, with a delicate and clear look in his eyes, which makes him look particularly lovable. On one side is an unreasonable villain, and on the other side is a pitiful little girl. Anyone with a sense of justice knows which choice to make.

Duan Huaige closed his eyes and rested. The cultivators of Shanhe Taoism were very sensitive to the fluctuations of spiritual energy. In addition, he had practiced the Qinglian Soul Tempering Technique, which greatly increased the strength of his soul. He had long realized that there were probably not many easy-to-handle people in this carriage.

At this moment, he also had some doubts like the black-hearted little Taoist priest... So many people gathered in the same carriage, and seemed to be heading to the same destination. Could it be that... many forces have already known about the affairs of the Taoist Temple, and they planned to take advantage of the chaos to get a piece of the pie?

There were so many forces mixed together that Duan Huaige naturally couldn't reveal his official identity so early. So he sat in his seat and quietly watched how the situation would develop.

"Donor, it's not too late to turn back now." A slightly old voice sounded, saying lightly: "As long as you sincerely repent, I believe you will be forgiven."

"Not only do I not repent today, I will also make that damn girl kneel down and kowtow to apologize to my dream bug. What do you think?"

The young man wearing a hat and chanting in Sanskrit to crush the ghosts and the messengers of justice who spoke later did not frighten the woman who raised the dream bug. She said coldly, "If you don't like me, just stand out and show yourself. I will still look up to you. Why are you hiding and pretending to be a gentleman?"

"Don't mention that my dream bug hasn't hurt the mortal ant yet. Even if he is really injured, it is our Wu family's business! It's not your turn to intervene!"

Such an arrogant attitude immediately angered everyone in the carriage, and the atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense. However, many independent cultivators were afraid of the power of the other family and remained silent.

The young man seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by the old man beside him. He said quietly, "Forget it, everything is destined. Let her be."

The voice transmission fell into silence for a while, thinking that the two Zen monks were afraid of her reputation and sneered.

The other people in the car immediately looked down on him. Duan Huaige was also confused, thinking that these days, are people who see injustice so rational? Shouldn't they just do their best?
At this time, the carriage happened to drive into the cave tunnel, and the light suddenly became dim. The domineering woman from the Wu family in western Hunan had a cold light flashing in her eyes, and she was determined to teach the ignorant and black-hearted little master a lesson.

You dare to touch my dream bug? Especially a female bug. I think this little girl is tired of living!
In the darkness, she opened her mouth and spit out a ball of black mist. Several insects wrapped in black mist jumped out of it and were about to fly towards Zhang Zhiyao. Suddenly, a silver-white light flashed in front of her eyes, and a pink little fist carrying lightning fell on her face like a sudden rain. The light was so bright that people could not open their eyes.

When the train drove out of the tunnel, Duan Huaige turned around and saw the black-hearted little Taoist priest drinking a Coke. At the end, he glared at Duan Huaige:

"Why are you looking at me?"

Duan Huaige turned his head and looked at the far side of the carriage behind him. A fashionable woman with big wavy hair was slumped in her seat, unconscious. Her face was beaten horribly, and her hair and skin were still burnt. It was obvious that she was electrocuted by a future heavenly master. The action just now was too fast, which made many people in the carriage a little scared. They suspected that it was the eight or nine-year-old girl who did it, but subconsciously they didn't believe that such a little girl could easily beat the woman from the Wu family in Xiangxi like this.

You have to know that her strength is at least at the middle stage of Qi Condensation, and the witchcraft of the Wu family in western Hunan is hard to defend against. How could such a little brat kill her in seconds?

Could it be that the two Zen Buddhists, one old and one young, were actually trying to help the woman surnamed Wu, asking her to restrain herself and not commit suicide?
Do you believe this or do you believe that I am Yuanshi Tianzun?

As a result, many people in the carriage subconsciously cast their eyes on Duan Huaige, who was sitting next to the black-hearted little Taoist priest. They would rather believe that Duan Huaige, the guardian of the way, was hiding his true power than to believe that Zhang Zhiyao's talent was too terrifying.

Duan Huaige: “.”

Damn it, my undercover plan hasn't even started to be implemented, but many people have already accused me of being a hidden trickster. How can I pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?

Duan Huaige had to admit that the black-hearted little master's talent in cultivation was indeed incredible. It was only because she was repeatedly humiliated in front of Duan Huaige, a wall-hanger, that she looked so inexperienced.

At the age of eight or nine, her cultivation is almost catching up with the foundation building level that others would never be able to achieve even after practicing for a lifetime. She is definitely a girl of luck.

"You asked me why I was looking at you. Look how you shocked him!"

"It's none of my business. She was the first to do it."

"What if someone asks you for medical expenses? I'm telling you, I don't have any money. I'll just hand you over when the time comes."

"She dares. No, you dare! Do you know what my identity will be in the future?"

The two of them argued in low voices for a while. With this little episode, the rest of the journey to Longhu Mountain was much quieter. When it was time to get off the bus, the two Zen masters, old and young, came to Duan Huaige and Zhang Zhiyao.

"Senior Sister Zhang, how are you?"

Duan Huaige was slightly stunned by the old man's amiable look. Of course, the more outrageous thing was yet to come. The young man standing next to the old man smiled slightly and saluted the little girl, saying, "Uncle Yaoyao, long time no see."

Duan Huaige:?

Is she really playing the role of the Return of the Dragon King? ! Wait, Senior Sister?

So it turns out that you are the Child-Fairy of Tianshan?

(End of this chapter)

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