The moment the Buddhists rushed into the small valley, the sound of the sword unsheathed and the strong bow of the full moon sounded neatly.

"oh?"

The yellow eyebrows raised slightly.

Two people stood in front of the spring water.

One is Zhao Hao, who once harmed one of his clones, and the other is Fahai, a traitor whom all Buddhist disciples hate him so much that his teeth are itchy.

Zhao Hao no longer had his previous image of being undressed and dirty. His hair was combed very delicately, like a cynical noble man, but he could not hide the fatigue between his eyebrows and eyes.

Fahai still smiled, and the humans and animals looked harmless.

Zhao Hao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Master Huangmei, long time no see you. Last time we met you, you were defeated, why did you fall into my trap this time?"

"So I've been trapped again!"

Huang Mei smiled, without any shock or anger in her expression, but with a hint of mockery: "Last time, Mr. Zhao took advantage of the national fortune and sacred objects to consume one of my clones at the cost of severe injury. This time, Mr. Zhao Yuan

The God Realm’s Original Lord has arrived in person. I’m afraid that Donor Zhao will tie himself up in his own trap!”

Zhao Hao frowned: "Old bald donkey! You have been practicing for many years. It is not appropriate to bully me, a young comrade in my early twenties?"

Huang Mei snorted coldly: "The dispute over Taoism has nothing to do with age. Don't talk about you. Even if your father and grandpa are here, I will definitely kill you!"

"Dad! You heard it!"
Chapter completed!