Chiao, old man, you are still alive!

You destroy my Yin Division, and I will kill you today!

Let go of me and let me fight him!

The old monster has become a waste, how can he break free from Ye Wudao's hand,

He grabbed the old village chief in vain.

The old village chief glanced at the old monster and sighed: "Old monster, I didn't think you were imprisoned for so long, and you still don't know how to repent."

Forget it, today I will judge you with justice!

Ye Wudao was stunned.

Never thought that the old village chief and the old monster knew each other, and the old village chief knew that the old monster was imprisoned in the underground river.

Listen to the old man's meaning,

The sub-altar of Yinsi was eradicated by the old village chief?

Wasn't the sub-altar of the Yin Division eliminated by the master Baifa Weng who led the nameless?

Could it be... this old village chief is also the subordinate of the master Baifaweng?

The old monster struggled so hard that he wanted to hurt the old village chief.

Ye Wudao simply slashed the back of the old monster's head with a knife.

The old monster fainted again.

Ye Wudao couldn't wait to ask the old village chief: "Old village chief, are you my master Bai Fa Weng's subordinate?"

The old village chief nodded: "That's right. The white-haired man is our master!"

Back then, we followed the master, destroyed the sub-altar of the Yin Si here, and imprisoned the old monster in the underground river.

Ye Wudao was overjoyed: "Old village chief, tell me quickly, where is my master Baifaweng?"

This is an order, and you must answer me truthfully.

The old village chief sighed: "Young master, I'm sorry."

Back then, the master left us here and left without telling us his whereabouts.

Ye Wudao looked disappointed: "Master, what is the purpose of keeping you here?"

The old village chief said: "Master, the young master will be wiped out one day, get out of this cliff and waterfall!"

Master, let us wait for you here.

Ye Wudao asked curiously, "My master, Bai Fa Weng, still knows the technique of divination?"

The old village chief smiled: "Master is proficient in astronomy and geography, constellation and palmistry. It can be counted as three hundred years before and after, and it is not an exaggeration to count the misfortune of the young master."

Ye Wudao was thoughtful.

Grandpa, the portrait of the river god is here. The little girl Yingying ran over with a portrait.

The old village chief is busy unfolding,

Above is the portrait of Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao couldn't help but sigh, the master Bai Fa Weng is an all-rounder,

He is powerful, understands the techniques of divination, and his portraits are so exquisite.

Ye Wudao said: "Old village chief, dare to ask my master, what is the purpose of letting you wait for me here?"

The old village chief smiled: "Young master, please come with me."

good!

Ye Wudao followed the old village chief into the village.

Ye Wudao found that this village is really not small, at least three or four hundred households with thousands of people.

But there were only three or four hundred people who came to greet him, and they were all old and weak, women and children, and not a single man.

Where did the other six hundred people go?

Ye Wudao was full of doubts.

The little girl Yingying looked at Ye Wudao curiously,

She suddenly flashed her big bright eyes and said, "Brother, are you really a river god?"

Have you received all the little stars I gave you over the years?

Ye Wudao smiled kindly: "Well, I have received it."

That's good. Yingying smiled sweetly, as if she had done something very proud.

Ye Wudao asked the old village chief in a low voice: "Old village chief, why does this little girl call me the river god?"

The old village chief explained patiently: "The children don't understand the word 'young master', so I lied to them and said you are the river god!"

These children will wait on the shore every day, waiting for you to walk out of the cliff waterfall, young master. JrNovels.com