In the evening, Tang Xiaobao fulfilled his promise and personally cooked a sumptuous dinner to entertain the girls.
The little princess gradually got used to this way of dining. She no longer put on airs and didn't feel cheap when eating with a few maids.
The dishes cooked by Tang Xiaobao are really delicious.
The girls ate with gusto, and Tang Xiaobao looked very satisfied watching from the side.
After dinner, the girls left, and Xiaoqin and Xiaomei also left.
Tang Xiaobao asked the little princess: "What are your plans next?"
The little princess sighed, "I don't know either. I was just about to ask you."
Tang Xiaobao said, "It's useless to ask me. I can't beat them, not to mention that I can't even find your father's location. Didn't you say that his retreat is guarded by three priests, all of whom are ninth-level immortals? How can I defeat them?"
"That's right."
The little princess said, "Anyway, I will listen to you. You must promise me that you will rescue my father."
Tang Xiaobao nodded: "It's natural, it's my duty."
As soon as he finished speaking, his face changed slightly and he roared, "Who is it?"
"Boy, get out here!"
A roar was heard in the yard.
Tang Xiaobao felt his blood boiling and he almost vomited blood.
The little princess vomited blood.
If it is a blessing, there will be no disaster; if it is a disaster, there will be no escape.
It is impossible not to go out. There is nowhere to hide. What is coming will eventually come. Tang Xiaobao thought it through very clearly and took the little princess out of the house.
In the yard, a white-haired old man was staring at the two of them with burning eyes.
"Who are you?"
Tang Xiaobao looked unfamiliar.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I'm here to take you away. Just surrender obediently and avoid suffering. What do you think?"
sweat……
Tang Xiaobao almost laughed out loud.
Damn, what a typical pretender.
Aren’t you just a seventh-class immortal?
What's so great about it?
You are talking so arrogantly. Do you really think you are the best in the world and no one can beat you?
He has defeated the fifth-level immortals, so this seventh-level immortal is nothing special.
Tang Xiaobao laughed: "You are so arrogant. If you want to take me away, you have to show your real ability. I despise people who only talk nonsense."
"Okay, in that case, don't blame me for being ruthless."
The white-haired old man snorted coldly and slapped out with his palm.
Tang Xiaobao felt that he could not move his whole body. He was like a small boat in the stormy sea, and he could no longer control his life or death.
At this moment, he finally felt a little scared.
It turns out that the difference between a fifth-class immortal and a seventh-class immortal is so huge.
When facing a fifth-level immortal, he still had a chance to attack, but now facing this seventh-level immortal, he has no chance at all.
If the other party wanted to, he could kill me with one slap.
In fact, in the cultivation system of the prehistoric continent, the sixth level in each major realm is a watershed.
In other words, there is a qualitative gap between the fifth and sixth grades.
A sixth-level immortal can kill ten fifth-level immortals in seconds.
What's more, this white-haired old man is a seventh-level immortal.
There are not many masters like this in Chijin City.
Tang Xiaobao's chaotic energy was circulating wildly, and the mountain-like pressure was slowly relieved.
But he still couldn't move.
Moreover, the white-haired old man's hand had already reached his throat.
Another thousandth of a second and he would be captured or killed.
Tang Xiaobao closed his eyes, feeling filled with regret.
If I had known this earlier, I would have taken the initiative. There are so many hot weapons in the ring, I can attack them by surprise.
Now, there is no chance to make a move.
He accepted his fate.
The thought that he might die filled him with mixed feelings.
It's so unfair to die in this primitive continent.
On this earth, there are still so many confidantes, as well as my own son and relatives...
The little princess had fainted and was seriously injured, dying.
It seems that Tang Xiaobao and the little princess can't escape this disaster today.
The Eighteenth Prince has almost taken control of Chijin City, and countless masters are at his disposal.
The city lord is trapped, the national teacher is missing, and they are probably unable to take care of themselves. Who can save them?
No need to think about it.
But miracles often happen at the last moment.
The white-haired old man had a contemptuous smile on his face just now, but in the blink of an eye, his face suddenly turned ashen. He felt a fatal danger coming from behind him.
No longer caring about catching Tang Xiaobao, he slapped him with his backhand, and at the same time, a blood-red cloak appeared behind him.
This blood-colored cloak has runes flashing on it. It is an extremely powerful magical weapon.
It is also his most precious life-saving treasure.
Bang!
A dark shadow appeared behind him like a ghost.
The moment the palms touched, the black shadow stood still, but the white-haired old man was slapped back seven or eight steps.
With a wow sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The man in black wrapped himself tightly. He came to the white-haired old man like a shadow, with a sword in his hand.
A very ordinary sword.
But no matter how ordinary the sword is, it is no longer ordinary in his hands.
A sword thrust out.
This move is also very simple.
It's like he doesn't know any sword skills at all.
But just this one sword move made the white-haired old man's face change drastically and his expression became solemn.
Escape is no longer possible.
He has been targeted by the man in black.
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