Text Chapter 137: Fairy-Like Demon (V)

Only then did Miao Yi react. He glanced at the kneeling corpse and muttered in his heart. It seemed that the little guy had some effect on Commander Yuan. Otherwise, judging from the previous situation, this sloppy old man would definitely not be Commander Yuan's opponent. .

He had been thinking about escaping for his life, but he had not taken away the little ones left here, and they were available around him.

Do you want to try it on this old man? Miao Yi muttered in his heart.

But Yuan Kaishan had killed fifteen of them before, which made him a little afraid to act rashly again. He planned to check the situation first. If it didn't work, he could only bite the bullet and sacrifice some more little ones to try. He had to leave a trace of revenge. hope.

In order to show his sincerity, Miao Yi threw away half of the silver gun in his hand, smiled bitterly, and pretended to be confused: "How dare you, this junior, do anything to him? It's too late to escape."

He didn't want to expose his only trump card.

The sloppy old man looked at him sideways for a while, then suddenly came over, grabbed his collar, and sneered: "You are dishonest..."

The words suddenly stopped, and the moment he grabbed Miao Yi's clothes, there was a crashing sound in Miao Yi's arms.

The sloppy old man lowered his eyes, stared at his bulging arms, and asked, "What is it?"

Miao Yi slowly lowered his head and looked down. He felt bad. He had worked hard for this and immediately shook his head.

However, before he had time to make up lies, the sloppy old man had already grabbed his clothes and pulled them. His clothes were torn, and he suddenly saw a pile of storage rings clattering to the ground.

Without counting, someone knew clearly that the storage rings of the seventy-two village owners totaled two hundred and seven.

Miao Yi's heart was full of grief and anger, and it was probably difficult to keep him.

The sloppy old man was dumbfounded. He stared at the storage rings all over the floor and said in astonishment: "Where did you get so many storage rings? Why do you need so many storage rings to store something? I said..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man seemed to have come to his senses. He stared at Miao Yi in confusion for a while. He reached out and sucked a storage ring into his hand. After injecting mana and checking it, he found a token belonging to a certain cottage owner. In his hands.

After looking back and forth, his guess was indeed confirmed. The token was placed in front of Miao Yi. The sloppy old man was surprised and said: "Are you the best? Did you kill the leader of the 72nd Village?"

"Well..." Miao Yi was in a dilemma. He had gained both the stolen goods and the stolen goods. It was probably useless to explain anything, so he could only try to ask: "Dare you ask whether the senior is a demon or an immortal?"

"Does it matter if it's a demon or a fairy?" The old man shook the token in his hand, "Don't change the subject."

"It's not about changing the subject. Only after knowing whether the senior is a demon or a fairy, the junior will know how to respond to you in an appropriate way to avoid misunderstanding." Miao Yi said sincerely.

If the other party is a monster, even if he is killed, he will not say that he did it. He has killed so many monsters, and the rabbit dies and the fox hurts its own kind. The consequences can be imagined. If it is a human monk, it is another story.

"I said you kid..." Just as the old man started to speak, there was a sound of hoofbeats behind him. When he looked back, he saw a dragon colt jumping from the air that stunned him again.

Heitan landed next to Miao Yi. He seemed relieved to see that Miao Yi was okay. He sneezed suddenly and bumped Miao Yi with his head.

"This is your mount...is it your dragon colt?" the old man asked after swallowing his saliva, looking a little shocked.

It seems that everyone who meets Heitan for the first time has this virtue, but there is nothing you can do about it, it is innate! Miao Yi smiled dryly and said: "I have been pampered since I was a child. I have gained a little weight, so I can make do with it."

"Not only are you a little fatter, you are too modest. I have lived for more than a thousand years, uncle. Today is an eye-opener. Longju can be as fat as a fat pig, tsk tsk!" After saying that, he waved his hand and the old man said it again. Asked, "Let's get down to business, did you kill the leader of the Seventy-Two Villages?"

Miao Yi also asked again: "Is that senior a demon or an immortal?"

"Boy, you are so courageous, and you dare to fight with me." The old man sneered, looked back at the body of Cang Yuan who was still kneeling on the ground, sighed and shook his head: "So what if you are a demon, what if you are a fairy? Whether I'm an immortal or a demon, I don't think there's any difference between the two. If people's hearts are sneaky, they're demons, and if a demon is compassionate, it's better than a human being."

What's the point of playing deep? What's the difference between saying it and not saying it... Miao Yi cursed and asked suspiciously: "Is it a demon or an immortal?"

"The demon is like a fairy." The sloppy old man nodded firmly.

"What?" Miao Yi was confused. Are you asking me to guess a riddle?

"I said my name is Yaoruoxian." The old man glared.

"This..." Miao Yi was speechless. Only a ghost could believe that someone would call this name. It was even more outrageous than 'Niu Youde'. He coughed dryly and said: "Senior, I didn't ask your name. I asked you whether you are a demon or a fairy? "

"You are an upright person!" the old man said angrily, "Sir, do I look like a monster? Do I have a monster aura about me?"

Miao Yi thought that if you deliberately restrained your aura, I wouldn't be able to detect it even with my cultivation, but on the surface, he nodded repeatedly to show that he understood and remained silent.

"Hey! I've been asking for a long time, but you still haven't answered me what's going on." The old man pointed at a pile of storage rings on the ground and glared.

"This..." Miao Yi hesitated for a while and said weakly: "Senior, this junior has worked hard to get this. For a little hard-earned income, you, old man, can you be so generous? If you want, I can give you some, but please leave some for the juniors. It is not easy for the juniors to come here... It is also fate to meet the seniors in the Xingxiu Sea. We two human monks cannot kill each other in the Xingxiu Sea and let the monsters laugh. , Senior, don’t you think so?”

First, make a condition. If it doesn't work, you can only give up everything to save your life. Who said you are not as strong as others.

"Do you think you are worthy of fighting with me? In front of me, you can only be killed!" The old man snorted coldly, suddenly grabbed his wrist, injected magic power into his body to check, and found that he was a third-grade White Lotus.

After confirming that it was correct, he let go and said in amazement: "You killed the leader of the Seventy-two Villages by yourself?"

"You think too highly of me, I don't have that strength. In fact, those monsters held a "Jingjiangyuyehui" and got drunk, so I took advantage of it..."

"Bah! Get your mother drunk!" The sloppy old man sprayed spit on Miao Yi's face on the spot, "Do you think I am old and confused and easy to deceive?"

Miao Yi wiped the spit on his face.

The sloppy old man pointed at the corpse of the kneeling ape, "I was a little unsure at first, but now I understand. Those minions must have been hit by the same trick as Yuan Kaishan. What happened to the mantis that bit Yuan Kaishan before?"

"What mantis?" Miao Yi was playing dumb.

"Damn it, you think I'm an idiot!"

Swish! A red-glowing treasure mace flew out of the sloppy old man's storage ring and smashed at Miao Yi's head.