But can this little thing deal with this old man?

Qi Yun hesitated in his heart, cut his fingers open, and decided to wait a little longer, and suddenly another thought appeared.

Otherwise, you can turn this old Taoist into a pig's head and then kill it?

The night is getting darker.

Qi Yun stood alone on the roof with an iron stick, looking at his elder brother's room.

With his current spiritual power against the sky, he was completely unaffected in the darkness. In order to grasp the situation at all times, he even activated his ears, erecting his ears, and trying his best to capture the movements in the eldest brother's room.

One stop is several hours.

The elder brother couldn't hear any sound in his room, and he didn't even breathe, as if he was isolated from something.

Squeak.

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening came, and the old Taoist Liuyun walked out of his elder brother's room, smiled and walked towards his room.

While walking, the old Taoist suddenly stopped and felt aroused, looking at Qi Yun.

Qi Yun's eyes turned cold and murderous intent appeared.

The old Taoist seemed to have not seen it, smiled strangely at him, and walked into his room with his head down.
Chapter completed!