Chapter 1193: Dabao Speaks (2)


    Trantor: Henyee Trantions Editor: Henyee Trantions


    Yan Xiaosi was so young, so of course she couldn’t read. However, Dabao didn’t want to dirty his sister’s eyes, so he crossed out the second word.


    The white-haired old man took a weak breath. Kid… are you nning to curse?


    “Ahem!” The white-haired old man did not dwell on this. He looked at the few little idiots in front of him. Although they looked innocent and harmless, they were always particr where they stood and would never approach the range of his chains.


    This meant that it would not be easy for him to take them hostage. Of course, he had other abilities. Unfortunately, they were suppressed and most of them could not be used.


    What are you thinking? Dabao wrote.


    The white-haired old man thought to himself, I’m thinking, which one of you is the fated person of the Holy Land? Only the fated person could unlock my chains, and only the fated person was qualified to enter the Holy Land.


    The white-haired old man felt that even if he brought them along, they might not be willing to go with him, let alone take only one of them. They would definitely not agree. If they didn’t agree, they might not untie his chains.


    As this thought shed through his mind, the white-haired old man decided to trick them into saving him first.


    “Hehehe,” the white-haired old man said with a smile. “Dabao, look, I feel ufortable being chained by this chain. Can you help me untie the chain first?”


    “Why are you locked? Are you a bad person?” Xiaobao tilted his head and asked.


    “No, no, no! Of course not!” This little idiot! Why was he so smart?


    “Ahem!” The white-haired old man said seriously. “I was framed.”


    “01m” Xiaohao nodded- “We don’t have the key- How can we liplock it for von?”


    The white-haired old man thought to himself, How would I know how to solve it? The patriarch didn’t say! The white-haired old man thought for a while and could only make a Hail Mary effort. “You guys… just take it away!”


    “Don’t you know how to take it yourself?” Er’bao asked.


    The white-haired old man smiled and said, “If I can take it, would I ask you for help?”


    Er’bao said, ‘You’re an adult, but you can’t even take it off. How can us children take it off?”


    The white-haired old man :


    You make so much f*cking sense… Was it really good for a few four-year-old children to be so logical?


    Dabao picked up his pen and wrote: You, tell the truth. Otherwise…


    Dabao covered his sister’s eyes and wrote: I’ll kill you!


    The white-haired old man’s heart skipped a beat. This little idiot actually wanted to kill him?


    The white-haired old man almost doubted his life. Even the Nine Domains Demon Venerable, who killed people like flies back then… wasn’t so crazy when he was young, right? What f*cking fated person! Could it be a few little demon children of the demons?


    Just as the white-haired old man was hesitating on how to convince the little idiots, Yan Xiaosi suddenly shouted, “Waah!” She pointed to a mural on the wall with a small yellow flower growing on it.


    “Sister, do you want flowers?” Xiaobao walked over to pick the lifelike little flower.


    The white-haired old man’s expression immediately changed. That was not a real flower, but a mechanism set up to prevent unjust people from breaking in when the entrance opened. Even he had never seen the things in the mechanism.


    The patriarch had said that they should not use it unless they had no other choice. Otherwise, their lives might be in danger. However, it was toote for the white-haired old man to stop him. Xiaobao had already plucked the little yellow flower.


    “Sister, here.” Xiaobao was also a brother who doted on his sister.


    The moment Xiaobao handed the little yellow flower to his sister, a ball of fire suddenly spewed out from the mural where the little yellow flower was previously and hit the back of Xiaobao’s head.


    “Waah!” Yan Xiaosi roared fiercely. With a bang, the ball of fire was sent back by the Saint King’s pressure and hit the mural. The mural burned!


    The white-haired old man was stunned. So it turned out that this little doll dressed as a sheep was the true expert?


    In the mural, several small fireballs spewed out, all of which were pped back by the Little Saint King’s pressure.


    The Little Saint King seemed to be very dissatisfied that her brother had almost been schemed against. Not only did she p the ball of fire back, but she also used her pressure to copse the entire wall!


    She thought that everything should end here. After all, the fireball was quite ferocious and powerful. Unexpectedly, in the next second, a cry suddenly came from behind the copsed wall. As the wall was reduced to ashes, a huge Luan flew out.


    The Luan was extremely fast and took Yan Xiaosi away with a whoosh.


    Yan Xiaosi fluttered. “Waah!”


    “Sister!” Er’bao shouted and reached out to grab his sister. However, the Luan flew past his head at an unbelievable speed.


    The white-haired old man was shocked. “It’s the Five-Colored Sacred Luan! It’s said that the Five-Colored Sacred Luan has the bloodline of a phoenix and is a descendant of a phoenix.”


    No wonder the Ancestral Master had told him to be cautious of this mechanism. The Sacred Luan was too ferocious and did not distinguish between enemies and allies at all. Moreover, their strength was very terrifying.


    Even he did not dare to be enemies with any of the Sacred Luan at his peak.


    The white-haired old man said, “Hurry up and escape. I’m afraid your sister is hopeless. When it finishes eating your sister, it’lle back and eat you!” “Waah waah waah!” Yan Xiaosi’s cry came from the cave.


    Dabao’s little face turnedpletely cold. He clenched his fists and looked at the cave where the Sacred Luan had flown away before saying something loudly.


    No one understood what he was saying, but something strange happened. The ferocious Sacred Luan actually flew back with Yan Xiaosi in its mouth. The Sacred Luan pped its wings and floated opposite Dabao, looking at him ferociously.


    Dabao spoke again with a cold expression. It was again something they didn’t understand. However, the Sacred Luan slowly flew down andnded in front of Dabao. It carefully ced Yan Xiaosi on the ground and then took two steps back. It lowered its head piously at Dabao.


    The white-haired old man was stunned by this scene. What happened? The Sacred Luan, which had taken Yan Xiaosi away, actually brought her back and obediently returned her to Dabao. Moreover, it lowered its head and did not move, as if it was a minister waiting for his ruler.


    Dabao ignored the white-haired old man’s surprise. He took a few steps forward and picked up his sister. Yan Xiaosi grabbed Dabao’spels aggrievedly and plunged her little head into his arms. “Waah, waah.”


    Big Bird, bad!


    The white-haired old man looked at Dabao without blinking. Could it be that… he was the fated person in the Holy Land?


    Xiaobao and Er’bao ran over and touched their beloved sister. Er’bao asked,


    “Dabao, what did you say just now? It returned my sister.”


    Dabao actually didn’t know either. At that moment, his mind went nk. It was as if a voice was echoing in his heart as he said that voice.


    “It’s thenguage of the phoenix! It’s thenguage of the phoenix!” Thenguage of the phoenix had been lost for thousands of years. To be able to hear it in his lifetime, the white-haired old man was so excited that his body was trembling. “The Sacred Luan is a descendant of the Phoenix n. Only thenguage of the Phoenix n can drive it! Child! No… Dabao, you guys… what’s your rtionship with the Phoenix n?”


    The reason why he did not ask Dabao alone if he was rted to the Phoenix n was because the three little fellows looked exactly the same. They were clearly triplets. If they were rted, of course, the three of them were rted.


    Unexpectedly, before Dabao could speak, Xiaobao eximed, “Isn’t a phoenix a bird? Then phoenixnguage is birdnguage. Dabao, you haven’t said anything because you speak birdnguage!”


    Dabao : ‘


    Er’bao :


    The white-haired old man :