Mysterious Human Race Emperor

The two followed the old man into the most dilapidated wooden house at the head of the village. Along the way, the people in the village walked out, and when they saw the two people who looked like bi people, they couldn't help but whisper.They have never seen such a beautiful woman and a young man with such a temperament. Both of them are like immortals exiled from the sky, and they also seem to be people who have walked out of the painting. The perfection is almost unreal.

"The tea I brewed is a little weird, I'm afraid you two won't be used to it."

"The tea I brewed is a little weird, I'm afraid you two won't be used to it."

In the dilapidated house, the old man took out the tea leaves, and at the same time grabbed poisons such as dried centipedes and scorpion tails from several clay pots.

"This……"

Shen Ming is also a woman after all, so she doesn't really catch these bad-looking poisons.

When the old man caught a purple-black thing, Dongfang Chen suddenly said: "The snake gallbladder is old, and it is good to soak it in the dragon leaf grass water for three days..."

Hearing this, the old man's hand shook suddenly, and the snake gallbladder almost fell to the ground. He looked at Dongfang Chen in shock, his eyes were as sharp as a sword and as bright as a star, and said, "How did you know this? There will be a second person who knows..."

"Someone used to show off this pairing with me, and it's the same as yours."

"Really? You and I are really destined."

The old man was puzzled, made a pot of tea in an iron kettle, and said, "You two, please try it."

"No."

Shen Ming refused.

She is not afraid of any poison at all.The key is, she responds!

"Good tea."

Dongfang Chen drank tea leisurely, as if he was back a thousand years ago.

Just as the old man was about to ask something, there was a loud roar of thunder in the sky outside the village, which shook the house and shook the house.

"Feng Chengyu, don't come out to greet me yet!"

With a shout, the house was covered with cracks.

"here we go again……"

The old man said to Dongfang Chen and Shen Ming: "You two wait a moment, I'll go out. No matter what happens, don't come out, remember."

With that said, the old man walked out of the broken house and saw a young man in white standing standing in the air. It was he who was shouting, surrounded by a dozen disciples in white.

The young man in white has a dignified appearance, and there are strands of starlight emerging from outside the body, and the streamer is splendid, as if a starry sky is surrounding him.Behind him, there is a 5.0 chariot that looks like a silver cast, pulled by four white wings. Obviously, the people in the car are very high-ranking.

The villagers of the small village, looking up at the crowd of people stepping on the sky, and the silver chariot, knelt down one after another, shouting immortals, and did not dare to get up.

The old man said indifferently: "What are you doing here?"

"Of course I care about you, let's see if the Great Sage Jinghong is dead."

The young man in white sneered, "Why, aren't you welcome?"

"There are no more great saints here, let's go." The old man said.

"Tsk tsk, the Great Sage Jinghong, who once delusionally wanted to run away with the saintess I taught, has now been reduced to such a world, which makes people really bitter..." The young man in white smiled playfully.

"What are you going to do!"

The old man's face suddenly darkened...

Chapter 153 How big is your heart?

"How? How can you not guess?"

The young man in white squinted his eyes, landed suddenly, and walked towards the old man. Just his footsteps shocked the villagers to the point where they vomited blood and had a headache.

"It has nothing to do with them, why do you oppress these innocent people!" the old man shouted angrily.

"Hehe, are you angry, angry, but helpless?"

The expression of the young man in white is joking, and the show of strength is not enough to describe what he looks like at this time.

The more the old man said this, the more the young man in white used his breath to make the villagers vomit blood and begged for mercy.The sad and powerless voices of the villagers became the wonderful music that intoxicated the young man in white, as if he had become incomparably tall, like a giant, looking down at the old man.

Looking at the originally indifferent old man, gradually showing an angry expression, the young man in white was satisfied and smiled proudly: "That's right, you're not angry, how can I have fun? Thinking about how you and the previous saintess were in those days. When you eloped, the humiliation left to my uncle, you should understand that such a day will come!"

"Are you done? When you're done, leave." The old man said.

He didn't want the villagers to be implicated because he was 17 years old.

"leave?"

The young man in white pretended to be shocked, and immediately smiled: "Okay, you kneel for me. As long as you kneel, I will leave and never come here again."

The old man was indifferent and wanted to kill.

"Jinghong Dasheng Feng Chengyu! Do you hope that everyone in this village will be killed because of you?"

The young man in white was even more arrogant, "Kneel down! Otherwise, everyone in the village will die!"

More than a dozen white-clothed disciples watched from the sky with relish, applauding from time to time.

The gorgeous silver chariot pulled by four white winged horses, behind the white curtain, a figure looked at it lightly, as if watching a farce.

Now!

When the young man in white was complacently coercing the old man, a terrifying aura fell like a falling star, like a mountain pressing down on the top, and suddenly, all of them were oppressed on the body of the young man in white!