dead child, ghost carrying coffin

After Hua Jiunan's patient explanation, Chen finally understood that he was being "played" by others.

With a character that never suffers from harm, how can he not be furious.

"Lying in a big slot!"

"Little cocoon, little chirp, copycats, let's settle the score with that bastard!!"

Seeing this, Chang Huaiyuan gently held Chen Dage and bowed to Hua Jiunan to ask for his order.

"Please, sir, agree to Chang's trip, and seek justice for Brother Daji!"

Of course, Hua Jiunan, the blood dragon of the Northern Kingdom, can rest assured.

But to be on the safe side, Chang Baye was asked to accompany his eldest brother there.

In this way, even if the opponent is ten witches, they can at least persist until they go to help.

With Hua Jiunan's approval, Chang Huaiyuan clasped his fists again and saluted before turning and leaving.

Chen Dage followed closely behind with his half-brilliant younger brothers, and of course Baye Chang, who was chasing after him, was indispensable.

Chang Baye was careful, and asked softly as he walked.

"Big, big brother, let's just go straight to settle accounts with that person?"

"It would be bad if it disturbed ordinary people..."

Chang Huaiyuan admired Da Chang Chong's carefulness very much.

After lovingly patting Master Ba's head, he answered: "Eighth Brother, we don't have to go directly, because Brother let that guy come here by himself."

After the Patriarch of the Chang family finished speaking, he did not head towards the village, but led everyone straight to the back mountain.

After reaching the mountain, the master of Wanlong Mountain uttered a dragon chant that only practitioners could hear.

Amidst the sound of dragon chants, fallen leaves were flying, floating in the air, forming two large traditional Chinese characters: Come to fight!

Chen Dage looked amused, and immediately let Kuide Yu and Little Fascist puff their cheeks together with him.

Not to mention, it really made them blow the fallen leaves all over the sky, forming a row of crooked and ugly small characters under the majestic "Lai Zhan".

Whoever does not come is the grandson...

Under such a blatant provocation, the figure in the village naturally noticed it immediately.

After closing his eyes for a while to feel Chang Huaiyuan's aura, he smiled proudly: "A mere mixed-blooded pseudo-dragon dares to provoke this king, don't you know you will die?!"

After speaking, he took a step forward and appeared not far from Chang Huaiyuan and the others.

As for the village, there was an identical figure left behind, playing with the villagers in throwing pots.

Seeing that the "figure" had such power, Chang Huaiyuan immediately realized that he had been careless and made the mistake of "a soldier who is arrogant must be defeated".

But he is not pedantic, let alone try to be brave for the sake of so-called face.

Jian Mei frowned slightly and said softly to Chang Baye: "Eighth brother, you take everyone to go first, and leave this place to brother."

"Also tell me, this person... this person's strength is definitely no less than ten witches!"

Although Chang Baye is usually timid and fearful, when has he been cowardly at a critical moment?

What's more, hearing that the other party has at least the Taoism of the ancient ten witches, it is even more impossible to put his elder brother in deep danger.

"Big, big brother, little eight, I..."

Before Ba Ye Chang finished speaking, he was interrupted by the figure's sneer: "Hehehe, I want to run now, it's too late!"

"Anyone who offends the majesty of this king deserves to die!"

The blood dragon of the Northern Kingdom has advanced skills and senses the terror of the figure, but the scourge is not clear.

Furthermore, even if he knew that the other party was powerful, Chen would not admit to being cowardly with his personality.

If you can't beat it, you can only know it with your hands!

With such a mentality, the disaster pointed at the figure and cursed.

"Oh, you old bastard, why are you so crazy?!"

"Just now, Lord Ji made me strip off... If you don't beat you up today, you won't know why the flowers are so red!"

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking nonsense, took out a plume arrow and plunged it into the thigh of the corpse with a puff, and shot it at the figure at random.

"Master Ji, I'll shoot your big crotch!"

The scourge's corpse was stabbed violently, and it naturally jumped up and down in pain.

While cursing at his own soul, he took out a feather arrow and pierced it into his other thigh...

"Hoohoho!"

In the strange screams like Tarzan of the apes, the soul and the corpse cooperated for the first time.

Almost in no particular order, the two plume and feather arrows shot at the position of the "thousand catty pendant" of the figure...