Xi Du frowned slightly and stared at the old monk Jiewu, trying to see something strange from the old monk Jiewu, but no matter how you look at it, you can't tell any difference.

Compared with the image of the old monk Jiewu in his middle age, he was too different.

In this world, there are some strong people who don’t care about their appearance, so they treat people with the most basic appearance. The older they are, the older they are.

But there are also some geniuses who will remain thirty when they break through the Saint Warriors before they are thirty.

Hearing the tone of the old monk Jiewu, he was really familiar with Xi Du, but judging from Xi Du's appearance, he really didn't know the old monk Jiewu.

This made Zhao Yu stunned by the sight of him.

These are all great gods. When a great god fights, the little ghost will suffer.

Zhao Yu once again began to sigh at his lack of strength.

I originally thought that my strength had improved quickly enough, but it was not worth mentioning in front of these old ghosts. If someone else touched his finger, he would probably be able to kill him.

"Old monk, do you know me?" Xi Du said in confusion, but before the old monk Jiewu answered, he continued to say to himself: "It's useless to know me. Just now, this little kid said that he had given the Tianzhi Muyu to someone, and it should be for you. Be good, hand over the things, I won't cause trouble for you, otherwise... Hehe, old monk, I'm not as strong as you, but I can't help it with poison."

The strength is not as good as that, but relatively speaking, if Zhao Yu and the others compare, the strength of Xi Du can basically be against the will of heaven.

"The thing is not in my hands." Old monk Jiewu explained softly.

"Impossible, or else this little kid is lying to others."

"Mencius does not lie, and things do not lie to Mr. Zhao." The old monk Jiewu continued to shake his head.

"Ha, monks don't lie? I don't believe it." Xi Du was about to go crazy. If it weren't for the temptation just now, he would probably have taken action now.

"I'm a warrior and never tell lies."

"You fuck..." Xi Du subconsciously wanted to reply, but the following words were completely swallowed by him. Even at that moment, he suddenly burst out at least ten feet, and the sneer on his face was gone, leaving only horror.

"You are...you are Jiewu? That smelly monk, no, that smelly monk is not so old...you...who are you dead?"

Once you are bitten by a snake, you are afraid of the well rope for ten years. This is what you mean by the Western poison.

Four hundred years ago, Xi Du was so energetic that no one dared to provoke him on the Western Holy Kingdom. At that time, two people came to the Dongsheng God Kingdom.

A middle-aged man, a middle-aged monk.

Well, they fought all the way.

Xi Du was so arrogant at that time. When he saw them hitting their cave, he almost took action without hesitation.

Then... the Western Poison was suppressed for a full three hundred years.

The middle-aged man made him fall down just three moves, and the poison that Western poison relies on for survival had no effect in front of the middle-aged man.

If it's just that, Xi Du Nong will be.

But... the monk was even more cruel. Although he had one more move, he completely suppressed him with just four moves. This suppression lasted for three hundred years.

The middle-aged man just knocked him down, but the monk was good. He directly suppressed him and thought about him in that dark cave for three hundred years.

When I think of the bleak time of more than three hundred years, Xi Du has the urge to cry.

Isn’t his crazy appearance just tortured by the old monk Jiewu in a cave?

"The old donor of Xidu, you have been thinking about the past three hundred years. It seems that you have not realized it." The old monk Jiewu shook his head and sighed.

At that moment, the Western Poison repelled again, without any hesitation.

When he was thrown into the cave to face the wall and think about his past, he actually didn't know who the middle-aged man and the middle-aged monk were, or what monk Jiewu learned about it from his heartfelt persuasion at the entrance of the cave.

The middle-aged man is the sect leader of the Bajue Sect and the Ghost Emperor.

The middle-aged monk claimed to be the Dharma name Jiewu.

It was these two people who kept him in that cave for three hundred years, and everyone thought he had gone to the upper realm.

But Xi Du knew very well that he was suppressed and imprisoned.

Monk Jiewu said that he would face the wall for three hundred years, but he was not convinced. For those three hundred years, almost every once in a while, when his strength slightly improved, he would bombard the big stone blocking the entrance of the cave, but he could not open it. It was not until the three hundred years period that the big stone automatically broke away from the entrance of the cave and he was able to see the light of day again.

Therefore, when he heard the old monk Jiewu say that he had faced the wall for three hundred years and claimed that he was Jiewu, Xi Du chose to retreat without hesitation.

"Old donor of Xidu, you know that your speed is not as fast as me." Old monk Jiewu shook his head gently, and Xidu, who was retreating, really stopped.

Because his speed is indeed not fast enough for the old monk Jiewu.

"Monkey Jiewu, the thing belongs to you. I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore." Xi Du waved his hands repeatedly, and there was a sense of anxiety in his voice.

"No?" The old monk Jiewu chuckled and said, "West Poison Donor, this thing is not yours, it was given to my disciple by Donor Zhao."

Xi Du was stunned for a moment, feeling a little fucked when he ate a fly. He finally knew why the old monk Jiewu saw that he was deliberately retreating, and he specifically explained the reason why he was not as fast as humans.

If the thing belongs to Mr. Jiewu himself, Mr. Jiewu really doesn't care about the stay or where Western Poison is.

But the things are in the hands of the little monk Yichan, so this matter must be explained clearly.

Otherwise, this old poison would really go back and forth and harass him.

"I'll admit that I'll fall in love with the old man. I'll definitely not look at the time when I go out this time." Xi Du curled his lips, looking afraid, because... he really planned to avoid Jiewu and come to Zhao Yu to settle the score carefully.

But since the old monk Jiewu said this, the meaning is actually very obvious. The thing was given to Yichan by Zhao Yu. If Xi Du causes trouble for Zhao Yu because of this matter, then he would have to recite the scriptures for Xi Du again.

"Since the misunderstanding has been resolved, I wonder if the old donor of Xidu is going to rush with us?" Old monk Jiewu stared at Xidu with a smile.

"No, I still have something to do with Lao Du, so I won't bother you. Goodbye, oh no, it's better not to meet again." When the words fell, the old monk Xi Du had disappeared without a trace.

"What a pity, there is a missing invisible bodyguard." Old monk Jiewu sighed softly.
Chapter completed!