I'm Xianzun's little cat

Chapter 205 Bullshit
Protected by the disciples of the three sects are a young man and an old man. Most of the people who enter the secret realm are younger generation children. There is really no such gray-haired and haggard old man in Fantuan's impression.

Fantuan's brows could not help but frowned deeply. It's not like Fantuan has never seen the example of premature aging. Back then, the dog had gray hair after being sucked by the soil mole. Could it be that there are some people in this secret realm who are also sucking like soil mole? A monster with human blood?
"Brother Zeng, hold on, as long as you find Young Master, he will definitely have a way to save you."

Gouzi's voice was so hoarse that he didn't look like a teenager at all. He had been hiding in hiding for the past two days and nights, and he hadn't had a good night's sleep.

When he was found by Bishapo's people again and had completely resigned to his fate, Zeng Yi appeared in front of him like a god, and dealt with Bishapo's people three times, five times and two times.

But before he had time to be happy, he discovered that Zeng Yi's body was seriously injured. To make matters worse, Zeng Yi stepped on the ground and fell into a strange flower bush. When he climbed out, he turned into the white-haired appearance he is now .

The suddenly aged Zeng Yi and Gouzi, who were not strong enough, were naturally unable to resist Bishapo's search, and were found within two steps.

The disciples of the three sects came quite in time, they all knew that Yinglan and Gouzi were acquaintances, even if they didn't know the white-haired old man, they stood up immediately and issued a distress arrow to Lingzhou.

Although he was very confident in Yinglan's strength, seeing the Bishapo and Bailian sect disciples swarming in and increasing in number, the palms of these people's weapons were dripping with sweat.

"Zeng Yi?" Fantuan couldn't believe his eyes when he heard Gouzi's voice.

Zeng Yi's face was full of wrinkles, and it seemed difficult to move the corner of his mouth.

"It's Brother Zeng Yi, Yinglan, you have a way to save him, right?" Even at this time, Gouzi still couldn't remember to reveal Fantuan's identity, but there was an imperceptible tremor in his originally stable voice, revealing out of his worry.

Fantuan rubbed Gouzi's head with some distress. This kid has always been a kid, mature and stable, not at all like an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. It is rare to show such a fragile appearance.

"Yeah." Fantuan nodded heavily, and Gouzi's heart suddenly relaxed.

Zeng Yi reached out to grab the rice ball and say something, but the people from Bishapo and Bailian Sect were impatient.

"Yinglan! You killed countless disciples of my two sects, and today we will definitely make you pay with blood." The leading young man from Bishapo shouted righteously.

Why do these people from Bishapo still do things so sluggishly, they like to look for a righteous name in everything they do, it really makes people very impatient.

Fantuan is not a polite person, he just picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at the person who spoke.

"Bullshit! You killed so many disciples from the three sects, why should I kill you all?"

With a loud shout, Fantuan's body arrived almost at the same time as the stone, and he didn't even look at the young man whose skull was cracked by the stone. He waved the iron rod in his hand and made two "slaps", and the two people around the young man fell down in response. Down.

Fantuan's attack was too fast, without the slightest hesitation, which made those who despised Yinglan who had heard of Yinglan's cruelty but had not seen it with their own eyes suddenly feel terrified.

The members of the White Lotus Sect stepped forward quickly, with brilliance in their hands, and they were all arrays ready to go. If they can't beat the rice balls, it doesn't mean they can't outsmart them.

After several waves of small teams were killed by Fantuan, the leaders of Bishapo and Bailian Sect finally realized that Fantuan was difficult to deal with, and the simple crowd tactics could no longer pose a threat to her.

(End of this chapter)