The old Taoist soared into the sky. At that moment, everyone took a look at the immortal figure and disappeared. People kept feeling that this real person was really as handsome as an immortal.
Li Junchen frowned and looked at the people lying around, feeling a little worried.
Before Lao Dao left, he had tricked him. How should he explain to these guys that he and Lao Dao were not the same people, but everyone was knocked away by Lao Dao, and he was the only one who was fine.
No matter how you look at it, it's a bit hard to argue.
Li Junchen glanced at Wang Dalong, who had triangular eyes. There was a ferocious look on his face, and he was obviously extremely angry.
He was thinking about whether he should fly out now to remedy the situation, which might be of some use.
There was an exclamation from behind!
"I'll go, Uncle Wei."
"Fortunately, you were beaten away by that old Taoist. Do you think this old Taoist is still a human being? He may have flown out of the capital in a few seconds. With his skills, if we don't get along with him, we are seeking death."
Lu Youjing was carrying a mountain on his back, looking very funny.
The old servant was not big, but the box was really huge. In addition, the old servant had a gun across his shoulder, and the whole thing looked like a big moving animal.
Lu Youjing was relieved for a while. Fortunately, Uncle Wei was not very skilled, otherwise he would have angered the other party and would have had to collect the body.
The old servant sat on Lu Youjing's back, rolled his eyes and said, "Sir, the way I am now is all caused by you acting like a monster."
Lu Youjing retorted: "You won't die if you become a monster."
The old servant glanced at Li Junchen and replied casually: "If it gets serious, it can kill people."
Lu Youjing lowered his head and said thoughtfully: "Uncle Wei, tell me when will you have the skill of an old Taoist? You can just catch me and fly like that."
The old servant thought for a while and said: "Young master is thinking of not riding a horse in the future, but riding an old slave instead!"
Lu Youjing: "······"
Wang Dalong got up from the ground, walked out a few steps, picked up the knife on the ground, pointed it at Li Junchen and said angrily: "Today the king of heaven is here, you can't run away. If you dare to play tricks on me, brothers, arrest him." Get up and take him to the prison."
Wang Dalong rubbed his sore face, feeling extremely unhappy. Before anyone could take action, he was knocked away. Now he was embarrassed in front of his men.
He squinted his eyes and saw Lu Youjing and the old servant sneaking towards this side, and said again: "There are also the two beggars in the back, they have weapons in their hands, they look like they are not good people, so we will arrest them too." Go back to the prison and have a good interrogation."
Wang Dalong waved his hand and classified the two people who came to look for the horse as lawless elements.
When Li Junchen heard this, he wanted to catch both beggars, which was a bit too much.
He turned around and saw that it was Lu Youjing and his old servant. At this time, the two of them listened to Wang Dalong's words and for a time they suspected that their ears had heard wrong.
Lu Youjing thought to himself: You old man, have you ever seen a beggar as handsome and graceful as me?
The old servant thought to himself: You yourself said that I have a weapon in my hand, how can I be a knight-errant?
"Beggar, your eldest father."
"It's your little wife's fault to beggar."
Lu Youjing and the old servant cursed angrily at Wang Dalong.
Li Junchen didn't wait for the guards around him to gather together, and quickly ran to Lu Youjing, saying with a happy face: "Brother Lu, uncle, long time no see!"
Lu Youjing looked at Li Junchen and said suspiciously, "Didn't we just meet each other not long ago? Brother Li, aren't you going to be fooled by that old man?"
Li Junchen rolled his eyes and said unwillingly: "Brother Lu still smells as bad as before."
As if he didn't understand what Li Junchen meant, Lu Youjing raised his head and said, "Isn't that right? I've forgotten the last time I took a bath. Now I'm still carrying Uncle Wei on my back. How stinky does he smell to you?" I don’t know...”
The old servant lay on Lu Youjing's back and coughed without any trace.
Li Junchen looked over sideways and asked, "Is yours okay?"
He was a little confused about the relationship between the other party. He said he was a master and servant, but now the master was carrying the slave on his back. Isn't that a bit outrageous? But he was not a master and a servant. The old man called himself an old slave in front of Lu Youjing.
Lu Youjing gritted his teeth and smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if I received a slap from that old Taoist. Although my Uncle Wei is a little older and a little wretched, he doesn't have many advantages, but he can resist the beating."
The old servant opened his eyes, looked at the surrounding situation, and reminded: "Master, Master Li, you two think now is the time to chat!"
Wang Dalong led a group of guards and walked toward Li Junchen with murderous intent.
It was less than three feet away from them.
Aunt Qiao turned over like a swallow, jumped over the guards, and stood beside Li Junchen.
The two smiled and looked at each other.
Wang Dalong was shocked when he saw that this beautiful woman knew how to do martial arts. He almost let this person go just because of her appearance. He warned himself again that he could not underestimate anyone.
Wang Dalong said loudly as he walked: "Don't let any of these four people go. Anyone who dares to move and refuses to be arrested will be shot to death."
The four of them looked at each other and felt cold in their hearts. This person seemed to be serious.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Dalong took the lead, and dozens of guards lined up behind him, holding horizontal swords and dragging them downward, less than five meters away from the four people.
The blade flashed with dazzling white light, flashing through the eyes of the four people.
Aunt Qiao took Li Junchen's hand and protected Li Junchen behind her. Her big watery eyes stared at Wang Dalong who was walking at the front.
The old servant felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he struggled to get away from Lu Youjing. Lu Youjing hugged Uncle Wei tightly with his arms, preventing him from moving around.
Carrying the old servant on his back, he took half a step forward and said loudly and angrily: "General opposite, I advise you to stop a foot away from me, otherwise you will bear the consequences."
He really didn't dare to provoke a real person like Lao Dao, but Wang Dalong couldn't take any of his moves. At most, he was just a little general with some status. There were not hundreds of people with this kind of status in his father's army, but there were only a few. ten.
When were you bullied by five people in the imperial court when you were growing up?
It was okay that Lu Youjing didn't speak. When Wang Dalong heard this, the anger in his heart became even more uncontrollable.
He raised the knife in his hand and rushed towards Lu Youjing.
Wang Dalong shouted loudly and swept Lu Youjing's chest with the back of his knife, making a sound of breaking through the air.
"Dalong, stop."
"roll."
A rough voice and the woman's scream sounded at the same time.
Wang Dalong's blade was one foot away from Lu Youjing, and a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Before Wang Dalong could see the other person's face clearly, there was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.
The second before he flew out, he was still thinking that the shoe was really good, but there was some mud on the shoe, and the owner of the foot was a bit strong.
