"Who did it?"
The three of them stood up at the same time, their faces turned ashen and their breaths heavy.
Anyone whose ancestral graves are dug up and whose parents and ancestors' bodies are exposed in the wilderness will probably not feel very comfortable.
The three middle-aged men quickly answered:
"Xin Zhuo did it with Huaiwei!"
"Xin Zhuo took the Young Master to do it!"
"Xin Zhuo took the eldest son to do it!"
"..."
Tang Wuwo, Du Sangu and Shangguan Ting looked shocked. These three boys took Xin Zhuo to dig up their ancestral graves? Which tendon is wrong?
Aren't they missing? Are you here to dig your ancestral grave now?
"It's really unreasonable. This kid keeps going back as he gets older, you bitch!"
The hero Tang Wuwo, who was always known for his calmness, couldn't help but became furious and turned to leave.
"where to?"
I don't know when there was a figure in the corner. I couldn't tell his age, he could be in his sixties or seventies. He was wearing tattered clothes, his hair was messy, there were dog skin plasters on his face and thighs, and he was holding a hand. Holding a black iron walking stick.
He is clearly a beggar.
However, Tang Wu and the other three didn't dare to look down upon her in the slightest. They turned around and cupped their hands: "Master Huang Jiu, please, I'm afraid I have to go out if something happens at home!"
The beggar sneered: "I won't stop you when you want to go out. I just want to ask you one thing. It will be completed soon. It will take thirteen years of hard work and hard work. You don't want it anymore? It's half a step into the country. The little master's Don’t you want your future?”
Tang Wuwo and the three of them were silent.
The old beggar smiled coldly again: "What's the big deal about the graves of my ancestors? I don't even have any ancestors!"
The three of them looked at him with gloomy expressions. Yes, you are a beggar and have no ancestors, so you are not sad.
The old beggar's voice slowed down: "I'm afraid that in the next two days, our skills will be greatly enhanced. By then, we will be a half-step master. In this land thousands of miles away, who can't be killed except the court officials? Why care about such trivial matters as the graves of our ancestors?" Master is waiting for you inside. Just let the servants do this kind of thing! The fifth grade cannot be moved and requires a protector!"
…
Thirty miles away from Duanyang Tower, in a mountain col leading to the ancestral graves of three families, more than a hundred people were lying prone at the moment.
Xin Zhuo, Di Huaijie, Gu Yezi and other ten people, plus Xue Huaiwei, Tang Shize and Du Jiunian, stood in a dense forest and looked towards the direction of Duanyang Tower.
Duanyang Tower now has four fifth-level players and fifteen fifth-level players. I don’t know what kind of skills and martial arts they have. I’m afraid they are not comparable to those who are independent and wild, such as Di Huaijie and Chen Si. Therefore, Xin Zhuo is unwilling to act rashly.
He vaguely remembered that Yan Kuizong said that someone came to a certain academy in the capital. I wonder what level this person was?
If it's a half-step little grandmaster, a little grandmaster, or even a higher realm, let's talk about it differently.
Thinking of this, he turned back to look at Tang Shize and the others, and saw the three of them looking like dead fathers holding back their urine, and asked in surprise: "What's the matter?"
What's the matter?
Tang Shize and the others twitched their mouths, "What are you talking about? The ancestral grave has been dug up, who feels better?" Who can bear it when his grandparents who love him are dug up?
Xin Zhuo seemed to have guessed it, and said in a gentle voice: "You might as well think about it from another angle. Those old graves were dug by you yourself, and they were not dug up by others. It's not a shame. If you go back and find a time, burn some paper money and kowtow a few times." , he will be buried in a grand ceremony again, and he may be able to protect his descendants and have a champion in the family!"
What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you force us to do it?
The three of them became even more depressed.
"Actually, my ancestral grave was dug up too!"
Xin Zhuo sighed and pointed to Mr. Zhao and others not far away, "They know best. I have been freed from sadness, and my feeling is just average."
Mr. Zhao, Mr. Ge Sanye, Ke Qing'e and others who were listening in rapt attention shrank their heads and pretended to be dead.
Xin Zhuo calmed down and looked at Tang Shize: "Do you know who the guest from the capital is?"
Tang Shi thought for a while: "I'm not here, so I don't know. It should be that, that..."
Who it is, I can't remember for a while.
At this moment, Di Huaijie, who was paying close attention to the direction of Duanyang Tower, suddenly said: "Leader, someone is here. The plan to siege the city and fight for reinforcements can begin!"
Xin Zhuo looked up and saw horse hooves and dust flying at the end of the official road. There should be fifty or sixty people running towards him at great speed.
Tang Shize also looked over and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Fifty Disha dead warriors and Uncle Agou?"
The Sanhua Fairy Bai Mu asked out of curiosity: "What is the Earthly Evil Dead Man?"
Xue Huaiwei on the side explained: "Duanyang Tower adopted 385 orphans back then, and gave them Qimen poison every day. In addition to practicing martial arts throughout their lives, they also practiced martial arts. Only 70 of them survived as adults. Everyone is in the seventh level!
Over the years when I went out to do things, twenty people died, and there were just fifty people left. This was the Duanyang Tower's killer weapon. They all were sent out this time. I'm afraid that the hero Tang Wuwo was anxious! "
The old man sneered and said: "How can Duanyang Tower be called a noble and upright person, to do such a careless thing about human life? It's extremely shameless!"
Song Wudi also said: "Kill them and free them!"
Tang Shi hesitated for a moment: "These dead soldiers are not so easy to kill. They will form a large formation of earth evil, and the poisonous gas will overflow. Even a half-step master and below will be attacked. Moreover, before the dead soldiers die, their bodies will burst, and their blood will be full of poison." It’s extremely poisonous, if it sticks to one…”
Before he finished speaking, Di Huaijie and ten other people and a group of sixth-grade masters, who were eager to express themselves, had already swooped down and did not listen to the rest of the words.
According to Devil Tou Xin's idea, after finishing the Duanyang Tower, he would let himself and others leave. Now that he was only one step away from freedom, he still had to wait for a hammer! Dry!
In the official road at the foot of the mountain, there was a sound of horses neighing and lifeless scolding, followed by colorful Five Elements Qi and ordinary Qi flying.
Soon it was a mess, with dust, rocks, vegetation, weapons flying, and screams.
Xin Zhuo stood still, looking down with his hands behind his back.
He was not interested in dead soldiers or anything like that. He just wanted to catch the three heads of the Duanyang House and Huang Jiu Beggar, to avenge the murder order, and to ask his grandfather what happened in these years.
"Boom boom boom..."
Screams and broken limbs took off, smoke and blood danced together, and the entire 300-meter official road became a killing field.
Agou, the second-level master of the fifth level who was the leader of Duanyang Tower, was instantly killed by Di Huaijie and others, and the dead warriors formed a strange formation.
Xin Zhuo estimated that he would not be able to defeat him with one move.
But those people like Di Huaijie can, but there are always weaknesses in the formation. These people in the world are not fools. They rely on the large number of people to attack from all angles.
Soon the formation broke and the dead soldier died. Before his death, his body did explode, blood splashed, and white smoke rose from all the ground, flowers, plants and trees.
No wonder this kind of person is called a death warrior. His whole body is a weapon for killing people.
Even if our side is at least the sixth level, there are still many people injured by the poisonous gas.
Xin Zhuo turned around and waved, and Song Xijun and others who were in charge of arranging the antidote and massive medicinal materials immediately ran up with big bags on their backs.
…
It looked like the place below was gradually clearing.
Xin Zhuo is preparing detoxification drugs again.
Xue Huaiwei and the others looked at each other. This "devil" not only knew how to prepare poisons, but he could also prepare antidotes. Could it be that, as Mr. Zhao and the others said, Xin Zhuo was a miracle doctor?
Do you know how to do everything at this age? Did you start practicing from your mother’s womb?
Tang Shize felt a little sorry for the dead soldiers below. He thought about it and asked, "What should we do next?"
Xin Zhuo didn't even raise his head: "Wait until your father and the others come over!"
Du Jiunian's eyes shrank, thinking that his mother might not be a match for this demon, so he subconsciously asked: "What if they don't come?"
Xin Zhuo said: "Then let's destroy the Du family and Shenqian Villa first. They should come!"
Xue Huaiwei and Du Jiunian: "?"
