The ancestors engaged in introversion in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 8
It's the master's mount, not the vulture's, damn it!Get it off! !

It wasn't until Ranling glanced at him indifferently that he became quiet like a quail.

The little baby in the swaddle was thin and pitiful, with a sallow face and weak breathing. It was ugly and cute, and it was a premature baby.

Now he fell asleep a little satiated.

"Go to Liu's house." Ran Ling's eyes fell on the little baby, a little strange, and ordered to Pengsan, "What did you feed him?"

Gou Yuan stood aside with his wings folded, expressionless on his furry face, "A wolf couple next door gave birth to cubs, I went over to ask for some milk."

It will never say how difficult the process of breastfeeding is.

Pengsan murmured in his heart: Do you want it?Can you be more euphemistic, you bitch?

Ran Ling stared at Gou Yuan's wings, and praised with sparkling eyes, "You are awesome!"

Gou Yuan's body tensed up, and he tilted his head, as if a little shy.

Ran Ling smiled and said: "Then he will be in charge of you in the future, is there any problem?"

All the members of the Taoist school have run away, which is a huge and incomparably heavy burden.

Gou Yuan moved his mouth, feeling a little embarrassed.

It's just a monster with no shape or money.

"If you have any difficulties, you can mention them."

Gou Yuan looked at Shang Ranling's hopeful eyes, and nodded solemnly as if carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders, "Well, leave it to me."

Pengsan: "..."

Ranling is very satisfied, and the child can be taught.He asked again, "Have you chosen a name?"

Gou Yuan tilted his furry head, "I won't take it."

Peng San was very interested in this matter, his eyes rolled around, "Call him Peng Si, I will recognize him as my younger brother, and I will protect him."

Dying Ling: "..."

Why don't you recognize him as your son?

Gou Yuan: "...you think it's beautiful."

Gou Yuan looked at Ranling.

Dying Ling pondered the meaning of its eyes: "Do you want me to fetch it for him?"

Gou Yuan nodded.

Ran Ling: It seems that she looks like a cultural person.

She thought for a moment, then said: "The kite has the meaning of a goshawk, and today we are connected with the golden red fruit, how about taking a deficit and calling it a red kite?"

"Chiyuan..." Gou Yuan's eagle eyes were wide open, showing joy.

Not to mention the meaning of kite, but its pronunciation is the same as its "Yuan".

This human being is so nice.

"Master, the Liu Mansion is coming." Peng San reminded depressedly.

Dying Ling raised his eyes.

The mountains are undulating, misty and misty, and there are huge buildings on the top of the mountain, which are beautiful.

If Wan Mansion is extravagant in the world, and Blackwater Sect is the sect of plants and trees, then Liu Sect is the realm of Immortal Mansion.

Ranling couldn't help recalling the tall and bare mountain gate of Dao Yizong.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them, there was a cold and ruthless light in them like the poor hating the rich.

"Both of you, help me catch people."

**
Two days passed in a flash.

At the foot of Daoyizong Mountain, it was as lively as an ant nest poured with hot oil.

"Damn it, that God of Plague is really deceiving people too much. It's fine to arrest my sect's disciples, but he even took away all the spiritual chickens and spiritual cows raised by my sect!" Liu Qingyan was furious.

The head of the Black Water Sect was also furious, and shattered a boulder with one palm, "That woman plucked all my Black Water Sect bald, and captured hundreds of core disciples!"

Wan Hongguan was so angry that the veins on his forehead were throbbing. He thought that his mansion was safe and sound, but when he went back to the mansion to check, a large number of treasures disappeared from the treasure house, and hundreds of people disappeared. If it wasn't for the plague god Yes, he eats shit on his head!

Wanbai's dog was gone too. Thinking about it, several cars of Lingzhi had been fed into the stomach of the plague god. Thinking about it, he would vomit blood with anger.

"Damn it, it's all Dao Yizong and his gang, why did you let that lunatic out?! They want to harm us!"

Lin Yunqiu, who was bound by five flowers, and fellow Dao Yizong looked at the red and hostile eyes around them, and looked at each other with extremely bewildered expressions.

Hey, are they talking about their ancestors?
She is obviously lazy, cowardly, mean-spirited, good at hooking people up, spends money like water, and is a good-for-nothing during the Qi refining period.

Why didn't I see you for a few days, and became the terrifying existence that the top forces said was powerful, ambitious, leopard, big and courageous, killing people and setting fires, and robbing wealth and sex?
Lin Yunqiu wanted to defend himself, he knew too well how much his ancestors could eat, so he murmured, "Are you guys making a mistake?"

"Shut up your stinky mouth!" The people around rolled their eyes, "You think we are blind?! Who doesn't recognize that face?"

"Shut up, just shut up, what are you doing scolding?" Lin Yunqiu was not angry when he was scolded, he felt a little complacent in his heart, and his beard curled up leisurely.

It seems that this matter is really a certainty.

The old ancestor is really promising, and it is not in vain for him to support his old man with a mouthful of vegetables and soup.

But... with so many people waiting, I don't know if the ancestor can beat them.

Thinking of this, Lin Yunqiu became sad again.

Wan Hongguan and the others are still discussing.

"What should we do now? I'm afraid the dozen or so people in one sect can't threaten the God of Plague." Liu Qingyan sighed, "The total number of people in our three sects is more than a thousand, and they are all first-class good seedlings." , can’t be compared with Dao Yizong’s crooked melons and split dates.”

Crooked Melon and Cracked Dates: "..."

Are you polite?
The head of the Blackwater Sect: "Why don't you fight her?"

Wan Hongguan and Liu Qingyan looked puzzled, and they both looked at him speechlessly.

The lesson from being beaten up last time wasn't deep enough?
They never imagined that one day they would be forced into this situation.

"Wow!"

A high-pitched cry penetrated the clouds and came from the horizon, covering the sky and the sun!

The three of Wan Hongguan were startled reflexively, "What is it?"

Such a strong momentum.

The forces of the three parties quickly arranged their formations and waited for them, enclosing more than a dozen hostages from Dao Yizong in the middle.

The golden-winged roc crashed to the ground, shaking up a cloud of dust, and the wind blowing from its huge wings forced everyone to tremble. A pair of sharp eyes, condescending, shone with a cold luster.

Many disciples were so frightened by this huge monster that their legs trembled and their faces turned pale.

"Gold, Garuda!"

"Why did it come here? Does it want to start a war with our sect?"

Wan Hongguan stood at the front and warned: "Why are you here? Please leave quickly, and I will not pursue it!"

The current situation is special, it is better not to cause other troubles.

Otherwise, it will be impossible to take the demon pill!

"You don't seem to welcome me very much."

Suddenly, a cold and smiling female voice came from Dapeng's back faintly like a jade pendant striking each other.

Everyone raised their eyes in a daze, only to see the women in red clothes lined up, their ink hair flowing, and their beauty was breathtaking.

"Old Ancestor!" The eyes of the Dao Yizong people brightened.

Next to the woman, the man in black robe bent one knee, put his arm on his knee, propped his eyebrows, and stared at them all casually with his raised red phoenix eyes.

Wan Hongguan: "What?"

They didn't realize that there was someone on Jinpeng!
In an instant, the tense atmosphere on the scene was raised to a higher level again!
(End of this chapter)