Rebirth of the Peerless Martial God

Chapter 763: Damn little girl

When Yang Teng heard it, this voice was rushing into the town from far to near.

It’s far from the tavern at this end of the town.

"Who?" Yang Teng asked.

Listen to the voice, it should be a group of knights.

The old man's face looked very angry. Before he could speak, the little guy in his arms said: "A bunch of evil spirits! Every time they come to us, they will looting violently. It's really hateful!"

The old man's face sank, "Shut up! What do you know when you are young, hurry up and sit aside for me!"

Then act quickly, put away the wine jars on the table, "Two distinguished guests, please put away the beast meat quickly, it won't be good to be seen by them."

Yang Teng was surprised. If he said to put away that jar of fine wine, he could understand, after all, it was something better than the top-grade Gathering Pill.

But this beast meat isn't necessary. It's not a good thing. It can be a great tonic at best, and it can only slightly supplement the aura in the body, and the effect is far inferior to the high-grade spirit gathering pill.

Seeing the look of the old man's pleading, Yang Teng couldn't bear to make trouble for the old man and put away the beast meat.

At this moment, the outside sounds gradually dispersed, and some of them came towards the tavern.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, the old man's face became more tense.

"Old thing, are you dead! If you are not dead, get out for the uncle as soon as possible!" An arrogant voice came from outside.

Without waiting for the old man to go out, someone opened the door and came in.

Three monks with knives, the monk headed kicked a table in front of him, "Old stuff, are you ready for this year's money!"

The old man looked flustered, "Three masters, please wait a moment, I will get it now."

The old man turned back to get some so-called money.

Yang Teng and the third child didn't know what the rules were, they didn't talk nonsense and watched quietly.

Three monks with knives waited impatiently. One of the monks saw the kid sitting next to him and smiled immediately: "This little guy is a bit interesting. I remember that when we came here decades ago, he was just this old. Come on, it's been decades, and I haven't seen him grow up."

Yang Teng and the youngest were stunned at the same time, this child was actually this old decades ago?

Because of cultivation, monks can keep their appearance unchanged for a long time, but this is also time-limited. As they grow older, their appearance will still change little by little.

Unless, like Yihua, eating different fruits by mistake leads to inability to grow up.

The Yan Yan Dan once refined by Yang Teng for all the girls can only keep the appearance not old, but it cannot prevent normal physical changes. It is impossible for a person to remain a child forever.

"It's really strange, do you want to catch him back and show him a rare play. Maybe one of them can give us a little reward if he is happy." Another monk said.

"Good idea!" The three hit it off.

"Little guy, come with us, let's take you to a good place, where there are endless good things to eat, and you have everything you want." The three tried to trick the kid.

Yang Teng didn't speak. He was still not sure whether the child had grown up physically. Like Yi Hua, in fact, thinking and other aspects were already grown up. Still only seven or eight years old in every respect.

"I'm not going, Grandpa said you are not good people!"

One sentence exposed the true age of this child, or that he was only seven or eight years old in terms of thinking.

The three monks with knives were immediately furious. If it was just a kid talking nonsense, they wouldn't mind it, but the kid said that his grandpa said they were not good people, and this matter was a big deal!

"Crotch!" A monk raised his hand and smashed a table. "Asshole, an old immortal dare to chew his tongue behind his back, I will kill him!"

The old man tremblingly came out from behind, holding a jade bottle in his hand, and handed it over respectfully, "Three people, this is the money for this year."

Ruthless enough, a bottle of Gathering Pill will be handed over in such a dilapidated tavern in one year!

Yang Tengxin said who this is, so vicious.

In such a broken place, the old man, grandparents and grandchildren are dependent on each other, and I am afraid that they may not earn a few bottles of Gathering Pill in a year.

"Pop!" The monk shattered the jade bottle.

"Old immortal! Do you dare to scream behind your back, this kid betrayed you, and you dare to say that we are not a good person! I will ask you, what eye-opening thing in Xizhou dare to say that the Thirteenth Storm is not a good person! "

Storm Thirteen Bandits! Yang Teng rose in anger.

He first came into contact with Fengyun Thirteen Bandits, and thought they were a group of bold people and worthy of socializing.

Later, Yin Xiang set him up secretly and made him change his view of the thirteen thirteen bandits. At that time, he didn't think about it. The Xizhou monks were like this, and it was not surprising that one set in person and one set behind.

Today, the thirteen thirteen bandits once again showed their disgusting side.

Yang Teng's face suddenly looked ugly, and his anger did not occur when he pressed his heart.

What an ability to treat a group of people at the bottom like this!

The old man was so frightened, "Three masters, don't listen to him talking nonsense, what a child knows, he is talking nonsense."

As he said, the old man pulled the child over and slapped the child's ass, "How dare you talk nonsense."

The child said aggrieved: "Grandpa, they want to take me away, saying that it is a rare play for some grandpa."

The old man shook his hand and held the child tightly in his arms.

"Old stuff, you really think we are idiots! This kid was this old decades ago, so you dare to say that he is a child! Why don't you put your words here today, and take this little thing home to have fun with you all? , It’s a great honor for you! Everyone is better than your ghost place."

"The three masters are forgiving. Tongtong is my lifeblood. You can't do this." The old man knelt in front of the three with a pout, begging them to let the child go.

"Joke! There is nothing worthy of nostalgia in your shabby ghost place. Count me today and bring you both." The monk with a knife said impatiently.

The old man still didn't stand up, "Three masters, my grandson is born with a strange symptom and can't leave here. As long as I leave here, he will die within half a year. Please let the three masters spare the young man and grandson."

"Hahaha! Old thing, you are wrong to say that, he is so old, even if he died immediately, it is not a premature death. You old thing can also be free, why bother to guard this tavern." The monk of was unmoved and insisted on taking the child away.

The third child couldn't bear it, looking at Yang Teng pleadingly.

Although the child is already several decades old, the appearance of seven or eight years old and his pitiful posture made the third child rarely moved with compassion.

Yang Teng couldn't stand it anymore. It wasn't that he was cruel enough and didn't say anything after watching it for a long time, but to figure out the specific situation.

Sometimes things are not as simple as you see, and being too impulsive will cause unnecessary consequences.

Now that the truth of the matter is figured out, Yang Teng coughed softly: "Ahem! I said three, why bother to make it difficult for others. Since they have paid enough money for this year's case, don't be embarrassed."

He and the third child remained silent, and the three monks with swords ignored both of them.

Yang Teng's words immediately attracted the eyes of the three.

The monk who was in the lead glanced at Yang Teng, "You kid, you're from Dongzhou, right?"

"It's only about morality and justice, and it doesn't matter where people are. It's not easy for people to depend on each other for their lives, so don't make it difficult for them." Yang Teng tried to maintain a friendly tone.

"Kacha!" The headed monk smashed the table in front of Yang Teng.

"Are you trying to see if Lao Tzu's steel knife is sharp enough? If you dare to talk, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

"Asshole thing! What are you, dare to say five and six in front of our young master!" The third child was furious, but he had heard something about the Thirteenth Invaders, but ten years ago, the Thirteenth Invaders were not like it. It is so powerful now, and it can only be said to be a small name in Xizhou.

After all, the thirteen thirteen bandits of the older generation have already retired, and the younger generation has not yet been able to carry the lead.

Who is the young master? That is the big man who challenged the demon king. The saint-level powerhouses are all sitting together drinking and eating meat, and the younger generation of Fengyun Thirteen Bandits is nothing in front of the young master!

What's more, these three are just Xiaoyou under Fengyun Shisankou.

"Let me see who this is, dare to talk to Lao Tzu like that!" The monk headed by Yin and Yang looked at Lao San strangely.

This time I went to the town to collect the money, and I felt boring.

This is fun to take the initiative to come.

These thirteen thirteen bandits, they are not afraid of the trouble, the bigger the trouble, the more interesting it is.

"Two distinguished guests, calm down. This is the old man's business. The two distinguished guests may have been drinking too much. Please go to the back to rest." The old man reacted, not allowing these two guests to offend the thirteen bandits because of their own affairs. , Quickly stand up and rescue.

"Old thing! Get out of here!" The headed monk kicked the old man impatiently.

"Bang!" The old man smashed his body heavily on a table, smashing the table into a mess.

I don't know whether it was the old man's body that was not resistant to the beating or the monk made too much action, and the old man passed out in a coma.

The child screamed sorrowfully, grandpa, and threw on the old man.

"You bastard, don't look at whose site this is! Dare to be wild on the site of Fengyun 13 bandits, I think you are tired of living!" The three cultivators laughed wantonly, and didn't think the two cultivators on the opposite side dared to provoke Fengyun. Thirteen bandits.

"Noisy!" Yang Teng's face was gloomy, "Lao San! Get rid of these three **** for me, don't keep alive!"

The third child is waiting for Young Master's words.

Upon receiving the order, the youngest rushed up with a scream.

The three ordinary members of the Fengyun Thirteen Bandits, where are the opponents of the youngest, the youngest is also a mine in charge of the Demon King’s Divine Stone Mine. Although the cultivation base is not as good as the Thirteen Bandits, it is better than these. too much.

With three punches and two kicks, kill all the three little guys.

"Master, it's solved!" The old third said unfinishedly.