My host is the thief six

Chapter 531 Master, Your Idol Baggage Has Been Lost (24)

The Immortal Venerable and others of the Wuya Sect were not too far away from this group of disciples, and they bumped into each other after a while.

The name of the immortal of the Wuya Sect is Wei Huan. It is said that she has lived for thousands of years, and she is the only female among the five immortals.

She was born with a seductive face, and she had many couples who were both monks.

At this time, Wei Huan had a serious face, holding a sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the neck of the beaten person on the ground.

"Can't you get out?"

"Don't even think about it!" The man on the ground had his hands cut behind his back, and he stared at Wei Huan with a pair of eyes, with a grim expression on his face, "I finally found a body for myself, you think I will do it so easily Come out?"

"Stubborn!"

With a twist of Wei Huan's wrist, the long sword in his hand pierced into the chest of the man on the ground.

It didn't penetrate completely, but just cut a hole, and then everyone present saw the sword point twitch, picking out wisps of black smoke from the wound on the chest.

The black smoke condensed into a human face in mid-air, screaming in pain.

And the person who was still suppressed turned his eyes over and fell unconscious on the ground, and the trace of blackness on his face also dissipated.

"We are not being unreasonable. The Immortal Venerable asked you to come out, and you can come out. Maybe the Immortal Venerable is in a good mood and can spare your life."

A Wuya Sect disciple looked at the face formed by the black smoke in mid-air, and sneered disdainfully.

For them, as long as the demons don't injure human lives at will, they won't kill them directly.

But if they break this one rule, don't blame them for being rude.

In the end, the cloud of black smoke dissipated completely, and Wei Huan also saw the person behind him when he retracted his sword.

"coming."

Wei Huan glanced at Mu Hong, then turned his attention to Yu Sheng, "This is the little apprentice you accepted?"

After looking Yu Sheng up and down, Wei Huan softly snorted, "Not as good looking as me."

Mu Hong: "..."

Yu Sheng: "..."

"Why are you here, where are the other old men?"

Wei Huan took the handkerchief handed over by his disciple and wiped his hands. Before Mu Hong could answer, he answered the conversation himself, "It seems that those old men are still old, and they are not happy at all."

"What does Xiao Huanhuan mean? If you don't love him, just call me the old man?"

In mid-air, there was a voice of dissatisfaction suddenly, and then a figure of a coquettish bag flew down from the sky and landed in front of several people.

He embraced Wei Huan, "At least we have been Taoist couples for a while, right?"

"roll."

There are two people following this person, and these two are real old men, old monsters who have lived for an unknown amount of time.

In this way, Xiao Zizi is indeed the youngest among them.

Yu Sheng stood by and looked around, these immortals were much more talkative than Mu Hong.

"Presumably this is the young apprentice newly recruited by Immortal Mu Hong?"

This is the first sentence that every one of these immortals said when they looked at Yu Sheng. They were all very curious as to why it was such a little girl.

"Elders, these are irrelevant matters. This deity is only bringing the young apprentice out to see the world. Please, elders, discuss the matter of the demon clan's seal first."

Mu Hong stepped forward to block everyone's view of Yu Sheng, his brows were slightly frowned, his tone was displeased, and he almost wrote the word "protect the calf" on his face.

(End of this chapter)