[Seventy-three, [Momen 3 senior brothers]]

Inside the cave, the tall, but gloomy demon cultivator slowly got up.

He reached out and touched the broken horn of the Flood Dragon, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: “Don’t worry, if there are suitable treasures at the party, I will help you pay attention.”

For the beast, the horns are the essence. One of its horns has been cut off, and its strength has also declined greatly, and it has fallen directly from the fourth realm to the third realm.

“You are my only alien beast now.” Yao Xiu looked at the beast with hatred on his face.

He was highly valued by the top leaders of the Purple Moon Club, and was recognized as the person with the most opportunity to be promoted to the fifth realm in recent years among the members of the same realm in the organization.

For practitioners, there is a world of difference between the fourth realm and the fifth realm, and the same is true for demon cultivators.

It’s a pity that in the battle a few years ago, he was seriously injured and his cultivation has declined. He has been unable to make any progress in these years, and has been looking for a way to recover.

Ziyuehui is a demon cultivator organization, and it pursues the law of the weak.

The high-level people no longer favored him, and the resources that should have been allocated to him were also given priority to others.

That was something he had been greedy for for a long time, and that person successfully entered the fifth realm with this thing!

“That should have been mine!” At this point, he roared with a grim expression on his face.

– Incompetent fury.

The terrifying coercion spread from his body, and he sometimes whimpered, sometimes laughed wildly, like a schizophrenia.

“Momen!”

“Wait until the end of the three-yearly Ziyue meeting, I will let you know what is purgatory on earth!!!”

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Qinglongchuan, the periphery of Passion Valley.

A young man with a wooden sword on his waist was squatting in front of a peasant woman.

“She’s crazy.” The boy whispered.

The young man pinched the dharma, a white light flickered on his fingertips, and then tapped the peasant woman’s eyebrows.

“Heart-clearing mantra!” He pointed at the tip of his finger, and the peasant woman calmed down a bit, then fell into a deep sleep.

The boy stood up, he was very short, less than 1.6 meters.

At his age, he won’t grow any longer.

He has been much shorter than his peers since he was a child, and there is a very obvious birthmark next to his left eye, which makes his ordinary face look a little ugly.

Before the practice, the children in the town called him the dwarf melon or the clown.

Fortunately, there is no “Water Margin” in this world, otherwise someone would definitely call him kindly – Dalang.

The young man was wearing a blue robe with excellent workmanship, and an ink-colored long sword was embroidered on the sleeve.

It is said that people rely on clothes, but in fact they still look at their faces and their bodies.

A good-looking person looks good in a sack, and a bad-looking person wears everything like that.

Even if she dresses very fashionably, it just changes from a simple frustration to a fancy one.

This short boy is an example.

He himself often sighed that the same clothes, worn on the body of the master and the master, would be like exile.

And myself, like a thief who stole clothes.

“Fortunately, Senior Brother and I are half a catty.” The boy felt a little more comfort.

He couldn’t help remembering that the head master Zeng said with a crooked smile: “There is only one stone in the world for being handsome, and this seat occupies 12 buckets, and everyone in the world owes this seat two buckets.”

The word “handsome” has only been heard in the mouth of the head master, but he can probably understand the meaning of the word, and he yearns for it and wants to be a handsome person.

Unfortunately, conditions do not allow.

At this moment, the boy carried the peasant woman on his back and took her to the nearby village. He estimated that the peasant woman was from the village.

From the crazy words of the peasant woman just now, he probably understood the situation.

The peasant woman’s daughter was lost, and her only daughter was lost.

A huge monster took her daughter in one bite.

The young man did not know that the peasant woman was frightened and foolish,

Still too sad, leading people to go crazy.

But he could probably guess something.

The peasant woman looked quite old. At this age, in the village, she was considered an old woman.

It is very likely that in the early years, the peasant woman was laughed at by the neighbors, saying that she was a chicken that could not lay eggs.

The boy’s mother also experienced the same experience, but fortunately, his mother gave birth to a son at the end, while the peasant woman was a daughter.

In the village, patriarchy is still very common.

This is indeed the case.

In fact, many long-tongued women in the village laughed at her: “After so many years, I can’t give birth to a baby!”

“With such a big butt, I thought it would be able to give birth.”

“Heh, where is it for reproduction? It’s not for a stinky man. Did that man in your family look at her big grinding disc? I don’t believe it!”

The boy carried the unconscious peasant woman on his back and quickly ran towards the village.

Because he was too short, this peasant woman was tall and slender, with round and slender legs. Even if he was carried on his back, his toes were not far from touching the ground.

After bringing the peasant woman back to the village, she immediately attracted onlookers.

The eyes of everyone looking at the young man are also strange, because this cultivator seems to be a little different from the cultivator they usually imagined.

Are there such short and ugly practitioners in the world?

In this regard, the young man has long been used to it, and he will not be displeased because of it.

What he didn’t like was that the peasant woman was heartbroken because of the loss of her beloved daughter, but her man didn’t seem to think so.

The expression and attitude of this man made him feel very uncomfortable.

In the sect where the teenager is located, there is no phenomenon of preference for sons over daughters. On the contrary, there is still a bit of yin rising and yang declining…

Just like his most revered master and uncle once said, if there is a group of Taoist companions in the future, he would prefer to have a daughter.

The teenager’s concern is, then I will have a junior sister again!

The young master’s focus is on a group of Taoist companions.

Sister-in-law is a scary creature, and my brother actually wants to make a group of sister-in-law!

This day is over!

At this moment, after handing the peasant woman to her man, the young man with the wooden sword turned his head to look at Baixianggu.

“That big snake-shaped alien beast should be hidden inside!”

From the time point of view, the baby girl should not be saved.

But the alien beast is likely to be dormant in the Passion Valley, which is a great hidden danger!

From the peasant woman’s upside-down nonsense, the boy probably knew that this was a Jiao beast.

Especially after learning that one of the horns of this Flood Beast was broken, the boy’s eyes froze suddenly!

He remembered a past event in the sect.

But at this moment, a huge red figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village.

“Jiao beast!” The boy’s body trembled violently.

It was the first time he had seen such a powerful alien beast, and the terrifying coercion gave him a sense of suffocation.

After eating, he will leave the Passion Valley.

His temperament now is more cautious than before. A few years ago, he almost fell into the sand at Momen, which left him with lingering fears.

The villagers screamed one after another and started running around.

The boy looked back and saw that the sleeping peasant woman was left behind by his man and lay behind him.

He hasn’t even broken through the first realm, and in front of the powerful Jiao Beast, he is not much stronger than these villagers.

The short boy stood in front of the peasant woman and took off the wooden sword from his waist.

He couldn’t help but think of what the head master said before everyone went down the mountain to travel:

“Wear the sword properly, and when you go down the mountain, you are the rivers and lakes.”

The world under the mountain is as dangerous as the master described.

It’s just that the master’s stability, he didn’t learn much.

He only has one thought now: “If I make the movement bigger, maybe I can disturb the surrounding sects!”

“At that time, this Flood Dragon will be finished!”

He is just a very poor cultivator who is unsatisfactory in all aspects.

Among his fellow students, he was the least promising.

“If the flooded beast in front of you is really the one that the master and the head master said…” The little boy holding the wooden sword flashed a hint of determination in his eyes.

The young man’s name was Mo Dongfang, and he was the third among the contemporary disciples of Momen.

He blocked the peasant woman and the villagers behind him, shouted loudly, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly.

He is also afraid, and he is also afraid.

only…….

“I don’t know what I am at the moment, but I’m a bit handsome as the Sect Master said.” The ugly and short boy thought.

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[End of this Chapter]