dead child, ghost carrying coffin

After the heroic ghost Xin Lianshan and his party walked away, a big face suddenly appeared on the side of the slope—a big face full of pockmarks.

He wears a "straw hat" made of branches and leaves on his head, and paint on his face.

If it wasn't for his obscene appearance, he would really look like a professional scout.

In today's world, the pockmarks on the face can be so even, who else can there be except Mo Huang, who can't see the end of the dragon!

After making sure there was no one around, Mo Huang jumped up.

"Hey, that ground turtle just now is really strong."

"The old man kicked it away, and his big toe was also swollen... Okay, I'm just reminding you, as for what you can do..."

After talking to himself, Emperor Mo summoned the little train he had built up, and went straight away with a whine.

When Emperor Mo left, two peerless handsome men and a naive big worm gradually appeared not far away.

It is our little teacher Hua Jiunan, the owner of Wanlong Mountain Chang Huaiyuan, and the honest and honest Chang Baye.

Hua Jiunan solemnly clasped his fists in the direction Mo Huang left and saluted: "Please rest assured, senior, this junior will definitely live up to his high expectations."

The Northern Blood Dragon on the side also clasped his fists, and spoke softly.

"Sir, what shall we do now?"

Hua Jiunan thought for a moment before answering: "The team just now didn't have any high morals, even if something happened, General Xin and the others would be able to deal with it."

"Let's go to the 'Dark Eight Gates' first to see the situation... It would be best if we can rescue the Yazu. Even if we can't find her, we still have to find out about her."

"I hope the Ten Witches are not in cahoots with the Eastern Prince, otherwise it will be even more difficult to deal with..."

Now that Hua Jiunan had decided, Chang Huaiyuan would certainly not object, so he immediately led him towards the activity area of ​​An Bamen.

As one of the five immortals, the Patriarch of the Chang family was obviously very familiar with the black land he lived in, so he introduced it to Hua Jiunan while he was on his way.

"Sir, the so-called eight dark sects do not mean that these eight families act in a dark manner, but that they are not as famous as our five families, so they are called the eight dark sects by the world."

"As for acting...it's not as good or evil as the world says."

"In terms of detail, in order to show their reputation, their charitable deeds are no less than the five of ours."

"Just...just..."

Chang Huaiyuan said "only" twice but did not continue. Obviously, the following words made this gentleman difficult to say, so he needed to choose his words carefully.

Just when the head of the Chang family was worried, Gray Six's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Ahead are Mr. Xiao and Brother Huaiyuan? Please slow down and wait for Hui!"

Hearing the voice of the head of the Hui family, Hua Jiunan and Chang Huaiyuan all smiled.

Because they know very well that Gray Six is ​​more trustworthy than anyone else at critical moments.

Hua Jiunan rarely even cracked a joke when he "encountered" his best friend.

"Hahaha sixth brother, why did you come out for a walk in the middle of the night without taking a break?"

It's hard for Hua Jiu to say this, if it were someone Chen, he would have to eat dirt immediately.

Nonsense, don't mice come out to move around at night and sleep during the day...

If that silly mouse dared to come out during the day, it would be a street mouse—everyone shouted and beat it.

Hui Jiaxian knew that his little gentleman was not malicious, so he answered with a smile.

"Reporting to Mr. Xiao, our little brat suddenly reported that he saw you here. Mr. Hui wondered if something happened, so he rushed over to take a look."

"It's fine sir."

Don't look at Hui Lao Liu speaking easily, but from the sweat on his head, it can be seen how impatient he was when he came.

Of course Hua Jiunan was moved by such a fistful heart, but he didn't say much, just kept it in his heart.

Tightly hugging the Patriarch of the Hui Family who had just stood down, he said earnestly, "Brother Six is ​​working hard!"

A word of "hard work" is worth a thousand words, and the Patriarch of the Hui family was moved but also a little embarrassed.

Quickly changed the subject and asked.

"Xiaoba, what did your eldest brother and Mr. Xiao say before I came, sixth brother?"

"Did you speak ill of me, the old man?"