Chapter 32 (1/2)
”We are the disciples of Lingyun sect. We are entrusted by our school to meet Liu Caizhu.” Feng Yaoyao said, looking at the old man with silver hair.
Hearing Feng Yaoyao's words, the silver haired old man quickly opened the door and looked at Feng Yaoyao respectfully.
When Feng Yaoyao and Jiang Hao enter the Liu house, they have to look ahead. In front of them, there is a pillar two people tall. On the pillar is a middle-aged man with a strong face.
In middle age, he could only tip his feet, his lips were dry, his clothes were tattered and tattered, and there were many whip marks.
Feng Yaoyao's pace stops, looking at the middle-aged hanging on the pillar, tears can't help but fall.
This middle-aged man is no one else. It's old Feng who was captured by Wang Dafu!
Jiang Hao looked at the old man Feng hanging on the pillar, his eyes showed a trace of ruthlessness.
”This man is our servant of Liu's house. He is nearly 70 years old. As a result, he stole an elixir from our master, and his appearance has returned to his middle age.” Looking at Jiang Hao and Feng Yaoyao, the silver haired old man explained.
”There is the rich man Liu!” All of a sudden, Jiang Hao's voice rose a little bit, and his eyes, looking at the silver hair of the middle-aged, also showed a trace of cold.
Feng Laohan's pill was made by Jiang Hao himself, so he felt very disgusted with Liu. However, the Guyuan pill was refined by Jiang Hao. How could it become Liu's property.
There is only one possibility, that is Liu Caizhu's peeping at pills!
Liu Caizhu is to see feng old man changed back to the middle-aged appearance, so that he also had a peeping heart, want to take these as his own.
Feng Laohan also heard Jiang Hao's high voice. He opened his eyes, and his face was full of indescribable tiredness.
”Brush!”
Jiang Hao made a Dharma seal. He saw that the spiritual power in the air formed a spiritual sword like a crescent moon. The Lingli Dao also cut directly at the rope hanging Feng Laohan.
Looking at Jiang Hao's movements, Feng Yaoyao goes directly to Feng's side and holds the fallen old man Feng. He secretly uses spiritual power to recover Feng's injury.
”Two fairies, you can't let him down. He is a sinner of our Liu house. He stole the elixir that the master wanted to give to Lingyun clan.” The old man with silver hair looked at Jiang Hao and Feng Yaoyao and said in a hurry.
Neither of them paid any attention to the old man with silver hair, nor even looked at it.
”Grandfather, it's Yao Yao who is not good. Yao Yao is late.” Feng Yaoyao looked at the old man and sobbed.
Feng Laohan slowly recovered under the influence of spiritual power. He raised his hand and touched Feng Yaoyao's soft hair. His face was full of gratification. His eyes doted on him and said, ”just come back, just come back. Grandfather thought he would never see you again.”
”The pills my grandfather took were made by the young master himself. It's impossible for you rich Liu to have such precious pills.” Feng Yaoyao looked at the old man with silver hair and retorted directly.
”You're not right!” Jiang Hao walked to Feng Yaoyao and said calmly, ”the world needs strength to speak. The stronger the strength, the more useful your discourse power will be.”
With that, Jiang Hao drew his knife directly and cut it off with a knife!
Boom!
Without any mercy, the long knife fell directly on the stone slab in the courtyard. Suddenly, the dust and the stone board were broken.
The old man with silver hair looked at the scene with awe in his eyes and his legs trembling slightly.
He is just a layman. He has never seen such a strong man. Moreover, he cuts several meters of cracks with one knife.
”Let your master come out!” Jiang Hao looked at the old man with silver hair and a cold face.
Hearing Jiang Hao's words, the silver haired old man turned and ran to the courtyard. Jiang Hao's performance was so fierce that he didn't dare to stay with him for a long time.
Feng Yaoyao looks at Jiang Hao who is domineering and has a trace of worship in her eyes.
”Now that you are a monk in the foundation period, you don't need to reason with these ordinary people.” Jiang Hao looks at Feng Yaoyao with a cool face.
Feng Yaoyao has just stepped into the cultivation world, so she doesn't understand the cruelty of the cultivation world.
After a while, the old man with silver hair came out with a big middle-aged man and a fat old man.
”I don't know the arrival of two Lingyun disciples, Liu neglected.” The fat old man saluted Jiang Hao and Bai Miao and said with a smile.
”You are the rich man Liu?” Jiang Hao looked at the rich man Liu with a cold face.
”It's Liu. What's the matter with the young master coming to Xihe village?” Liu Caizhu looked at Jiang Hao with a smile and flattery on his face.
”Visiting relatives.” Jiang Hao's face was calm, with a trace of indifference in his eyes. He asked, ”I heard that the rich man Liu had lost a magic elixir.”
”What the young master said is that this pill was stolen by this servant. He was close to 70 days ago, but after taking it, he directly changed back to his middle-aged appearance.” Liu said, with a trace of greed in his eyes.
”Do you know who made that pill?” Jiang Hao looked at Liu again, and his eyes were cold.
”I paid a great price for this pill. I was going to pay tribute to lingyunzong, but it was taken by this damned servant.” Liu's forehead exudes a trace of cold sweat, feeling Jiang Hao's strong aura, said.Jiang Hao heard Liu's words, and his face became colder and sharper.
Jiang Hao held the handle of the knife in one hand, and his eyes fell on a rockery behind the rich man Liu. Then, he drew out his knife and waved it, and a blade of Qi rushed directly from the blade.
Brush!
The Qi of the sword broke through the void, and there were ripples in the air. But Liu's face changed greatly. Looking at the Dao Qi that rushed towards him, he had a trace of panic in his eyes.
However, the sharp sword spirit did not fall on Liu's body, but went directly through Liu's body and landed on the rockery behind him.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the rockery suddenly broke and the rubble splashed everywhere. Then Liu's face changed greatly. Looking at Jiang Hao, he also had a trace of fear in his eyes.
Jiang Hao, holding a long knife in his hand, looked at him coldly with no emotion in his eyes.
”Who ordered you to do so?” Jiang Hao's tone was cold, and the knife in his hand pointed to Liu.
Liu's body constantly trembled, and his eyes also looked at the strong man beside him.