"You are Xiao Zhuo!" Wang Zheng looked up and down a few times and smiled, "It turns out that he is unparalleled in beauty. No wonder not only the little monk is obsessed with you, but even Xiaodie often says you are good!"

Xiao Zhuo quickly turned around and said in surprise: "Do you know Xiaodie? Shifang, does he know Xiaodie?"

Shifang was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but Mr. Wang is also a master of cultivation, and has helped us a lot. He is a good person!"

"You said that...well... I'm really honored!" Wang Zheng's heart was filled with strange feelings after being sent a good person card by a monk for no reason.

Xiao Zhuo is smart and clever. He has seen a lot of things from the expressions of several people. He paused for a moment and quickly saluted: "Xiao Zhuo has seen Mr. Wang, thank you for saving my sister from the fire pit!"

Wang Zheng smiled slightly, glanced at the inexplicable little monk, and said, "It is really a blessing that you have cultivated for several lifetimes to have such a smart and confidante as Miss Xiao Zhuo!"

"Young Master, is my sister Xiaodie still okay now?" Xiao Zhuo was very happy when he heard Wang Zheng's praise. He looked at the little monk beside him and smiled sweetly.

"This, haha, let Xiaodie talk to you by herself! Today is your festival, so you should talk carefully!"

Then he pointed a little at the open space with his index finger wearing a silver ring, and a white light flashed by, and the female ghost Xiaodie suddenly appeared there.

The two female ghosts who are both enemies and friends were naturally surprised and went up to talk. Yan Chixia next to her looked anxious, and she wanted to go up to interrupt but looked embarrassed.

When talking here, the old monk was talking, and it was a fight.

The tree demon grandma and Zen Master Baiyun fought for more than three times, and each of them suffered considerable injuries. The enemy was naturally very jealous when they met.

The old monk insisted on getting rid of this evil old monster. However, the old monster blamed the old monk for not being ungrateful. The situation where the road was originally going halfway, he had to get in and become a mortal enemy with him. It was particularly hateful!

The dark air burst out from behind grandma, and the old monk's body shone with golden light, and they exchanged two moves. The old tree demon found that he could not do anything to the old monk. Beside him, there was a helper who was unknown to the depth.

Although he was unwilling to accept it, he did not dare to fight. He cursed twice and rolled up a black tornado that soared into the sky. He disappeared directly while everyone could not open their eyes.

The tornado was mixed with dead branches and leaves and hit the face, as cool and icy as ice, and as sharp as a knife. It was unbearable pain.

The wind stopped and the leaves fell. Everyone opened their eyes and saw that they were shocked.

Yan Chixia was so shocked that her chin almost fell to the ground. She looked at a familiar stone tablet in front of her and said in horror: "Lanruo Temple? Why are we still in Lanruo Temple?"

The little monk's eyes widened, and first looked at Xiao Zhuo who had been holding in his hand. He gave her a breath of nothing, turned to the old monk and said, "Master, have we not walked out of the woods since the daytime, and just walked around here!"

"No!" Wang Zheng raised his feather fan and said, "I have been staying in a restaurant and have not been out in the past two days. If this old monster is not powerful enough to maintain an illusion during the day, then we should have walked out of the city without realizing it!"

"That's right!" Xiao Zhuo stepped forward and said, "As soon as the sky was dark, I went to Guobei County to find Shifang, but I didn't find it. Until I followed the sensing of my urn, you had already walked into Lanruo Temple. That's why I hurried over to remind you. I didn't expect that my grandma had already planned and had already made an ambush. If the prince hadn't helped, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Wang Zheng smiled slightly when he heard this, but said nothing.

At most, there is still one hour before the Ghost Gate is opened. At that time, the yin energy of heaven and earth will surge, and it will be extremely difficult to conquer this old monster. Knowing that time is urgent, the old monk no longer says those polite nonsense. He said directly: "Then where can we find this old monster now!"

Xiaodie and Xiaozhuo looked at each other and said in unison: "We know where the tree demon is. Tonight, grandma is going to marry a concubine to the old demon in Black Mountain. It must be there!"

"Okay! Let's go!" The old monk nodded without hesitation, shook off the cassock, grabbed Shifang and Xiaozhuo's collars and brought them to the cassock. He drove the cassock and flew forward directly.

Yan Chixia ran and shouted, "Oh, Master, wait for me! I'm going to save people too. Xiaolan is still waiting for me!"

Although he screamed, he was still a half-tongued practitioner. He had high martial arts skills, so chasing a cassock was not troublesome. The frequency under his feet suddenly doubled. He jumped up and landed steadily on the cassock.

Shifang stood firmly at this time, and looked at Wang Zheng and sixty soldiers behind him who were behind him and shouted: "Master, you forgot about Prince Wang!"

The old monk's expression remained unchanged and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Wang will have a solution!"

Wang Zheng looked at the cassock flying further and further away, looked at Xiaodie beside him, shook his head and smiled, "What's wrong with our plan? Why is this old monk still alert to me? But forget it. The purpose tonight is important!"

He pulled off his necklace and threw it away. Dozens of dotted lines quickly extended. In the blink of an eye, a huge brush phantom formed. The phantom quickly condensed. The one that appeared in front of him was a huge brush that was more than two meters long and thirty centimeters thick. There was still half a piece of moisten on the soft head of the brush, as if he had just written the words.

"Let's go too! Look at which of our Ser effect driven by pure energy is better than the pure Buddhist rune effect!" As he said that, he sat sideways towards the giant pen. The giant pen sank slightly silently, but it flew forward quickly, leaving a long black ink mark, gradually dissipating like light smoke passing through the border.

Wang Zheng was not worried that the soldiers behind him would not be able to keep up. Not to mention the propulsion function that came with the multi-function combat suit, even the flying external carrier in the storage bracelet would fly around the earth for ten or eight circles. Even if these things were not suitable, Jin Liuniang would make arrangements.

Xiaodie chuckled and flew up, floating slowly above Wang Zheng's back like a fairy girl. Compared to the previous one, she was squeezing on a cassock like a bunch of people squeezing the bus, Wang Zheng was obviously carrying a beautiful sports car.
Chapter completed!