"ah?"
Hearing this, Yuan Xiaoxia blinked and said subconsciously: "What should we do?"
"Woof."
The dog was also at a loss.
"It's not a big problem!"
Shumiaozi patted his chest and took care of everything: "I, Ashu, am here for everything!"
While talking.
It wandered around in this space, sometimes frowning, sometimes meditating, sometimes picking up small leaves, making everyone, a dog, and the other confused.
"Hahaha!"
After a while, Sapling suddenly laughed three times.
"why are you laughing?"
Yuan Xiaoxia looked puzzled.
"Ah!"
The two small branches of the sapling were thrown behind him, and they landed on Gouzi's head. He said proudly: "I laugh at the master here who is so dense and sparse. I laugh at him for not caring about his superiors. I laugh at him for not recognizing me, Ah Shu." His real ability!"
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Yuan Xiaoxia's eyes lit up and she said, "You mean, dig a hole in the ground and walk down there?"
Dig a burrow.
She is no stranger.
She and Shumiaozi had done it once when they stole a coffin from the Yue family, and the memory was still fresh in her mind!
"The one who knows me is Xiaoxia!"
The sapling shook his head, stamped his feet, and began to divide the work, "Brother Gouzi, you are responsible for digging the hole!"
"Woof?"
The dog's eyes also lit up.
Shumiaozi's words successfully aroused certain habits and instincts in his bones.
present.
There is no hesitation between one person, one tree and one dog. The dog is responsible for digging holes, the sapling is responsible for breaking the space barrier and inquiring about the enemy's situation, and Yuan Xiaoxia is responsible for doing nothing. The division of labor is both reasonable and fair.
Dogs dig holes very hard.
Shumiaozi is also very diligent in breaking the ban.
It's just that the courtyard seems to be only a thousand feet away from them, but after one tree and one dog worked for a long time, they could only advance one-third of the distance.
"what happened?"
Yuan Xiaoxia frowned and said, "Is the direction wrong, or is the hole dug crookedly?"
"Woof!"
"Be bold!"
Yiguoyishu suddenly became unhappy, feeling that his solemn ability had been questioned.
"What do you know!"
The sapling held a small leaf and said angrily: "There is a problem with the space here. It seems to be in front of you, but in fact it is thousands of miles away... Huh?"
Just saying.
The small green leaf on its head suddenly trembled, and it lowered its voice and said, "There is someone up there!"
There is more than ten feet between the hole and the ground.
But to it, every plant and tree here is its eyesight, so it naturally knows the situation above clearly.
"Who?"
Yuan Xiaoxia looked curious.
"Old man Koki!"
Shumiaozi looked at it for a few times and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh! No! He's going to be beaten to death!!"
…
In the space above the hole.
Bang!
A middle-aged man with a murderous look on his face casually flicked his sleeves, sending the old man named Qi flying far away. He was seriously injured and on the verge of death!
"It's just that the road between enemies is narrow!"
The middle-aged man said indifferently: "Although killing someone like you would be disrespectful to my identity, but... who told your young master to disrespect my saint? A father's debt is repaid to his son, and the master's debt is repaid to his servant! I will kill you today. It can be regarded as getting some interest back for my saint!"
This person.
He was an elder from the Tianxuan Ancient Sanctuary.
Like the old man surnamed Qi, after arriving in the inner world of the Demon Palace, he and Lingguan Xue and his entourage broke away and wandered around like headless flies for a long time. They happened to meet the old man surnamed Qi here.
"First."
"Young Master and I are not in a master-servant relationship."
"second."
"Your saintly daughter can turn against Mr. Gu and be an enemy of Mr. Gu. Young Master and Mr. Gu are brothers, so it is only natural to help him!"
"third……"
Was beaten seriously.
The old man surnamed Qi was extremely stubborn. He stood up unsteadily, stared at him and said seriously: "You also said that she is your saint, and it has nothing to do with me?"
…
"Ouch!"
Below the cave, Sapiaozi sighed with emotion, "Old man Qi usually acts like a follower around the second master, but he didn't expect him to be so stubborn?"
"Woof!"
Gouzi dug his paws into the dirt, turned around and shouted in agreement.
"not good!"
Yuan Xiaoxia said worriedly: "We have to find a way to save him! The old man is a very good person, but we can't let him die!"
"Hehe...hehehe!"
The sapling smiled in a dissolute, mean, despicable and vulgar way.
"You're laughing your ass off!"
Yuan Xiaoxia almost hit it.
"rest assured!"
The sapling waved its branches and comforted him: "As long as Benshu is here, old man Qi will be fine!"
…
Above the cave.
Hearing the words of the old man surnamed Qi, a fierce murderous intent suddenly flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes!
"you!"
"court death!!"
The words fell,
In a flash, he had already arrived in front of the old man surnamed Qi. He slowly raised his palm and sneered: "Remember! The one who kills you is the head of the eighth peak of Tianxuan Ancient Sanctuary. He is the third disciple of the previous Holy Lord and has a high level of law enforcement. Lord, the deputy master of Gongde Hall... Du Bingyi is the one!"
A series of names.
The old man named Qi didn't remember any of them.
Slowly closing his eyes, he sighed inwardly.
Young Master.
The fate between you and me is over...
Just thought of this.
Suddenly he felt a tightness under his feet, and subconsciously lowered his head, only to see that at some point, two green vines had wrapped around his ankles!
The vines were unfamiliar.
But the breath couldn't be more familiar.
"Haha~"
"Get down here Benshu!"
There was a childish shout, and the ground beneath his feet shook slightly. Before he could react, he was dragged into the ground and disappeared!
Looking at the deep pit in front of him.
Du Bingyi's movements stagnated and he fell into deep thought.
Where did the trap come from?
Who dug the hole?
Where are people? Where have you gone?
After turning his thoughts for a moment, he had already reacted. Feeling the several breaths in the pit, he suddenly became furious and swatted towards the pit with his palm!
"Give it to me! Die!!!"
Boom boom boom!
At the same time as the original power fell, three elixir bottles shining with jade light also flew out!
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the pill bottle was shattered, exposing nine brown projectiles.
What the hell?
This was Du Bingyi's first thought.
Damn...
After seeing the appearance of the elixir clearly, a second thought flashed through his mind.
next moment.
boom! boom! boom!
The elixir was directly inspired by his original power and exploded!
In a trance.
He suddenly felt numb under his feet, his body felt light, and his vision was spinning. He saw a severed hand and a severed foot in the corner, and they looked familiar.
Aren't these my hands and feet?
I ascended to heaven?
This was the third thought in his mind.
And the last thought.
"Hey hey hey..."
In the hole, the saplings kept laughing.
"Wang Aow..."
The corner of Gouzi's mouth almost reached the back of his head.
Boom!
Less than half a moment after they were proud, the power of the explosion of the elixir came, and the hole Gouzi worked so hard to dig collapsed, burying the two people, the dog and the tree alive inside!
After a while.
A few green leaves came out of the soil, turned left and right, and saw that Du Bingyi had been blown to pieces, and then they came out of the soil with a bang.
"That's it?"
Shake the dirt off his body.
The sapling stood with his hands behind his back, with seven or eight pill bottles hanging on his long flowing hair, looking invincible, lonely, empty and cold.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind."
"Lao Du kills people, and dogs dig holes!"
"With one pill in my hand, I have the world!"
"Stay where you are and send you to heaven!"
He recited a limerick of his own with great interest, and he sighed endlessly, feeling that his literary talents were probably comparable to those of Mu Xinghe and Mu Da poets.
