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A moment later, they entered the shallow bay. In front of the shocked eyes of the people on the shallow bay, Fan Mu and the others jumped down from the boat with bright smiles on their faces, like warriors who had returned victorious, waiting to receive the recognition of their guests. However, reality was cruel; what greeted them was not a medal of glory, but a mysterious reprimand.

"What are you guys? Where is my Ah Niu?" An old man with a white beard walked out of the crowd with a cane. He looked at the unfamiliar figures and asked.

On the other hand, Lingyun was as calm as ever, and he did not lose any of his general's grace. However, the moment he opened his mouth, he was caught in a trap. He was really a naive person, so he asked, "Aren't you guys here to welcome us?"

Looking at the subtle atmosphere around him, Lingyun's eyes were filled with doubt.

The old man's pupils shrank, as if he had already seen the meaning in Lingyun's words, and everyone's emotions changed. One by one, they glared at Fan Mu and the other two like ferocious tigers, and the old man raised his crutch, pointing at Lingyun's nose and asked tremblingly, "My house... "Did something happen to Ah Niu?"

With the sudden change in circumstances, Fan Mu hurriedly grabbed the cane and tried to calm the old man down, "Old sir, don't worry, we will talk properly. We are just passing through this place and have no intention of going against you.

The old man obviously didn't take what he said. He angrily withdrew his walking stick, faced the sky, and berated, "Don't talk nonsense with me. I was just asking where the flag of the Holy Dragon Battalion came from!"

These villagers should be the family members of the warriors on the "ghost ship," and the "Holy Dragon Battalion of the Emperor of Yu Huang" that they had spoken of had long disappeared. Now that a ship with the same flag had mysteriously appeared, with multiple coincidences superimposing on each other, people couldn't help but have some suspicions that they shouldn't have, at this very moment, been misunderstood by the villagers as robbers who were plundering wealth. It was just that they did not know that the so-called Holy Dragon Battalion of Yu Emperor had long been attacked by unknown forces and turned into a pile of bones, forever sleeping in this river.

Looking at the vicious and constantly restless figures of the people around them, the three of them could not help but become anxious. It seemed that if they did not explain clearly, the other party could simply rely on their numbers to keep the three of them here, and it was hard to say just how long they would stay there. If another blue rank expert were to appear, it was likely that they would not be able to escape.

"Cough cough, this old man has counted to three. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, don't blame me for being ruthless." The white-bearded old man held his walking stick, his hands trembling.

"Slow down, sir. Don't be anxious. Listen to our explanation." As the situation was changing to its worst, Fan Mu hastily stopped the old man's timer, and explained anxiously. His forehead was already soaked with sweat, and after a moment of mental struggle, Fan Mu had decided to inform the villagers of this grievous news, to comfort the souls of those who had been killed by cruel means.

But just as the old man put down his scepter and was about to 'listen attentively', Cheng Ya Jin suddenly shouted. A furious roar came from the crowd and scolded Fan Mu and the other two, "Did you kids think I was blind? If you have something to fart, then fart. It's been a long time since we last talked ink. What kind of story are you making up to fool us? "

Before he finished speaking, a burly, middle-aged man, whose upper body was exposed and who had a lion tattoo on his body, leaped out. On his chest, hung an exquisite piece of jade, which was in stark contrast to his rough appearance, but it was proof of his identity as a Jade Cultivator. The moment the greenish-green light shone, a strong pressure enveloped everyone, and Fan Mu and the others could feel a bone-piercing coldness.

However, this white bearded old man obviously didn't eat good, and the big man's deterrence was exchanged with his cold glare.

"Go down, who asked you to come up here." The white-bearded old man reprimanded loudly, his hand holding onto the wooden staff as he pressed it against the sturdy man's chest, not showing any face at all.

"Great grandfather, this ? uncle, he ?"

"If you don't understand what I mean, do you need this old man to say it a second time?" The old man was indeed domineering, and the grandson, who was in the shape of an ox, had no choice but to accept it. He lowered his head and returned to the crowd.

The old man's hand slowly tightened, and a blue light landed on his body. A pressure that was not weaker than, or perhaps even stronger than, the lion man's pressure was drawn into the ground, filling up the air around Fan Mu and the other two, causing them to be unable to breathe.

"I hope your story can satisfy me," the old man chuckled.

Lingyun wanted to stand up and speak, but he was stopped by Su Su Su. Although she was frowning, she tried to dissuade him with a gentle tone, "Leave it to Little Mu."

Lingyun and Susu took two steps back, and Fan Mu, of course, came out to act as the mediator. Without any other choice, Fan Mu had to start from the beginning, but he would definitely hide himself when it came to mastering the power of darkness. However, what remained on the corner of the old man's mouth was not grief but mockery.

"Ridiculous. This old man has lived for so many years, what have I not seen before? It's a demon from the abyss? Hehe, I think you guys are the bandits with a human's face and a beast's heart ? Cough cough ? If anything happens to my son, I will definitely pull his soul out of the ashes and send it into the furnace to train and become a pill. I will offer sacrifices to the heavens and the earth so that you will never be able to rise again! " Finishing his words, he no longer left Fan Mu and the rest any room to explain. As he chanted his incantation, the Fiery Eyes of Truth under his control flared up in flames. A terrifying killing intent instantly pierced Fan Mu's heart.

"Wait, I have something to prove." In that moment of life and death, a flash flashed through Lingyun's blank mind, and with lightning speed, he blocked the front of Fan Mu and decisively took out a Jade Spirit Capsule from his chest. "Wait, wait, I have something to prove," in that moment of life and death, a flash appeared in Lingyun's blank mind, and with lightning speed, he blocked the front of Fan Mu and decisively took out a Jade Spirit Capsule from his chest.

The white bearded old man was shocked. He let out a foul breath and roared at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of Fan Mu, "Vile spawn, what devil did you come up with?!"