Chapter 29: Chen Xiaodao, the 107th generation disciple of Maoshan

"ah?"

"I just heard that brat yell at me to get lost! I've lived to this age, and I've rarely seen anyone dare to contradict me like that!"

Feng Zhibai also got angry, and his starry eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

She is the prophet of metaphysics and the former Lord Jiantian!

Back when she was in the Xingyue Kingdom, Dynasty, etc., the Emperor and the Empress Dowager had to give her some face!

Not only was this brat late today, he even dared to tell her to get lost!

How could she bear this injustice!

With a crooked mouth and squinting eyes, Feng Zhibai was about to rush forward!

Old Mitou quickly grabbed her and said, "Oh, it's just a sentence! Don't be impulsive! Let's retreat first. There are police here! Can you distinguish the seriousness of the matter..."

"Bang——"

Just when Lao Mi was giving Feng Zhibai earnest advice!

A black object flew out from in front of the two people!

Lao Mi Tou and Feng Zhibai stopped at the same time.

Even Yan Kuan and the surrounding police officers were stunned.

"Ah ...

The person who flew out from in front of the few people was not someone else.

It was the man in the green Taoist robe.

"Tsk, I don't even need to do anything, this brat is really a wimp."

Feng Zhibai took her hand back, tidied her long hair elegantly, and looked at the man who fell to the ground with a look of disgust.

Yan Kuan and the others can’t see anything!

All that could be seen was the man sitting up from the ground and shouting towards the front: "You insolent ghost! I am Chen Xiaodao, the 107th generation disciple of Maoshan! My sister is Chen Tu, the 106th generation disciple of Maoshan! Why don't you surrender now!"

Feng Zhibai's head shuddered, and with a ding sound, his brain power system instantly came online.

“He he he he he he…”

Pointing at Chen Xiaodao, her mouth seemed to have a motor.

"Just listening to the name, it seems very powerful!"

Old Mitou pressed Feng Zhibai's finger down as if nothing had happened.

"Lililili is so awesome! His sister Chen Tu is the awesome one, not him!"

Shaking his hands, Feng Zhibai took two or three steps back: "Watch the show! I want to see what this brat has to dare to be the chosen one!"

Old Mitou shuddered and moved aside with Feng Zhibai: "God's chosen son? Are you here to inherit God's legacy?"

The surrounding people have almost been evacuated.

Yan Kuan didn't know what was going on, but out of caution, he didn't let anyone come forward to disturb Chen Xiaodao.

Although he didn't really believe in ghosts and gods, there were some things he would rather believe in than not believe in.

And when he pulled Gu Yu just now, he clearly felt that something was pulling his legs!

It was after Chen Xiaodao appeared and waved the peach wood sword behind Gu Yu several times that Gu Yu was pulled up!

Based on this alone, he felt that this matter was very strange!

"Stop looking and go!"

Walking up to Lao Mi Tou and Feng Zhibai who were still watching the show, Yan Kuan sternly scolded them and looked back at Chen Xiaodao.

Chen Xiaodao was holding the peach wood sword in his hand and was so fast that he was making a sword flower.

"They're chasing us away. Let's go and stop looking."

Seeing the police arriving, Lao Mi grabbed Feng Zhibai.

Feng Zhibai stood still, watching Chen Xiaodao fight with the resentful ghost, his two handsome brows twisted together.

"Stop looking, you hear me! Go!"

Yan Kuan also noticed Feng Zhibai's unique temperament.

Seeing that she was dressed strangely and looked weird, he shouted in a stern tone.

Feng Zhibai lowered his head and looked at Yan Kuan seriously with his starry eyes.

Yan Kuan felt frightened by her gaze.

He swallowed hard and was about to ask her what she wanted to do when the girl in front of him suddenly grinned, like a flatterer. "Hehehe, County Lieutenant, I am Feng Zhibai of the Qinghai Feng Clan, a prophet of metaphysics. I just happened to pass by here with my servants and found that this place is full of resentment and a resentful ghost is causing trouble! I wanted to help and deal with the resentful ghost, but I never expected that the Maoshan disciple Chen Xiaodao would take the credit first! I hope that County Lieutenant will be kind enough to let me watch from here. When Chen Xiaodao is defeated by the resentful ghost, I can help him!"

Old Mitou: "What? A servant?"

Yan Kuan: “…”

"Bang——"

Just when Lao Mi Tou and Yan Kuan cracked at the same time!

A black object flew out from in front of them again!

"Who are you? How dare you say I can't defeat that vengeful ghost! My sister is Chen Tu, the 106th generation disciple of Maoshan!"

That’s right, it was Chen Xiaodao who flew out.

He grabbed the ground with his hands, raised the peach wood sword and yelled at Feng Zhibai!

"ah!"

At the same time!

Another black mist mixed with roars that only a few people could hear swept towards Chen Xiaodao!

He held his breath, withdrew his gaze, and tried to get up from the ground, but his hands and feet were unable to move at this time!

He gasped and looked down at the ground!

I saw four black hands reaching out from the ground and tightly gripping my wrists and ankles!

He secretly exclaimed that it was not good!

But the body can't move at all!

"You, run!"

Old Mitou grabbed his mouth with both hands, and when he saw that the black resentment was about to hit Chen Xiaodao, he shouted anxiously!

"No! My hands and feet are bound by resentment!"

Chen Xiaodao also saw the resentment that was about to strike down!

Twisting the body anxiously!

"Ya, ya, girl, you, you..."

Old Mitou hurriedly reached out to grab Feng Zhibai beside him.

But his hand fell empty-handed!

He suddenly turned his head and looked over, but Feng Zhibai was no longer beside him.

"How dare you, evil spirit! I'm here! Reveal yourself now!"

Following a powerful and resounding voice, Lao Mi Tou and Yan Kuan saw that Feng Zhibai, who was wearing a goose yellow robe, had appeared in front of Chen Xiaodao without them noticing!

She held a peach wood sword in her right hand, and with her left hand, she made a sword gesture and slashed upwards along the peach wood sword! With a swish, the peach wood sword was cut horizontally by Feng Zhibai!

"ah!"

In an instant, shrill screams echoed on the overpass, and the black mist dissipated with a bang!

"Bang!"

At the same time, a violent sound of falling into the water came from under the overpass, as if something jumped into the river!

Chen Xiaodao struggled with his hands and felt that the black mist on his hands and feet had dissipated. He quickly got up, snatched the peach wood sword from Feng Zhibai's hand and ran towards the overpass!

Before they could react, they saw him clinging to the elevated railing and about to jump down!

Lao Mi Tou and Yan Kuan were quick to act and quickly grabbed him.

"Hey—what are you doing! Don't let your mind wander!"

"Master, if you have any questions, we can discuss them. Don't jump into the river and commit suicide just because you suffered a loss! If you have any difficulties, please tell us police. We will definitely do our best to help you!"

"Let go! Let me go! I'm going to go down and kill that resentful ghost!"

Being held by two people, Chen Xiaodao's face turned red.

"We can talk it over! Please don't commit suicide!"

"I'm going to go catch ghosts! Not commit suicide!"

"That won't work either!"

The three people argued without knowing right or wrong.

Feng Zhibai clapped his hands in disdain as he looked at the three of them. He slowly walked towards the viaduct, brushed off the dust on the corner of his clothes, and peered into the water below the bridge: "Okay, that one isn't a water ghost. You won't be able to find it even if you go down."

As soon as she opened her mouth, three pairs of eyes looked at her.

Feng Zhibai spread his hands with a scoundrel look on his face: "Why are you looking at me like this? Could it be that my handsomeness just now has charmed you all?"

"Who are you? Are you stealing my business?"

After falling down from the elevated platform, Chen Xiaodao looked at Feng Zhibai with a wary expression.

This person exudes an aura that is not human, which is a bit strange.

Feng Zhibai raised his arms with his wide sleeves and swung them in front of him, a charming smile on his lips. Then, with lightning speed, he slapped Chen Xiaodao on the head: "I am your ancestor! How dare you tell me to get out of here, you little brat! Who am I? I am your ancestor!"

"Ah! Who are you, the ancestor? Why are you hitting me? Stop it! Stop it now!"

“Bang!”

"Stop it? I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your sister! You have no idea what you're talking about! You're so arrogant and domineering, you don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young!"

Chen Xiaodao asked Feng Zhibai to stop, but Feng Zhibai's punches were really merciless!

He was beaten so hard that he cried for his parents.

He was a man and didn't dare to fight back.

The experience of being beaten over the years told him that the woman who claimed to be his ancestor was not a simple person.

What if she has a hidden identity like his sister, and if he fights back, wouldn’t he be cutting off his own retreat?

Chen Xiaodao gritted his teeth and didn't fight back!