The bamboo frog makes a wagging sound and its belly bulges out like a balloon. It blew a breath at Xiao Chen. It was a dark green gas that was extremely poisonous. Once it was contaminated, the whole body would rot.
Xiao Chen looked calm, and a green light suddenly appeared on his wrist, eliminating the poisonous gas of the bamboo frog. He was safe and unscathed.
Pang Qi rushed over and found that it was unnecessary. Nothing happened to Xiao Chen. Only then did he realize that Xiao Chen was on guard.
He glanced at Xiao Chen's wrist. The grass bracelet glowed green. He had seen this thing before. It belonged to Su Xuan.
It turned out that Su Xuan had already made arrangements.
Xiao Chen was fine, and Pang Qi also stopped. His eyes were fixed on Xiaoyao Sanren, and the black sword in his hand was about to strike out at any time.
Xiao Chen pressed his hand into the void to tell him to calm down.
Xiaoyao Sanren was stunned, then he smiled heartily and waved his hand. The bamboo frog was unmoved. His face suddenly darkened, and his tone was filled with anger, "Boy, don't overestimate your abilities."
The next moment, the bamboo frog was shrouded in green light, and the grass bracelet sucked it into the inner space. Xiaoyao Sanren was dumbfounded.
What is this straw bracelet? It even swallowed his treasure.
Xiaoyao Sanren's eyes became greedy, "Boy, hand over the things."
He stared at the grass bracelet and his face was full of covetousness.
Xiao Chen had a faint smile on his face. He didn't care about Xiaoyao Sanren's threats and said in a relaxed tone: "Brother Xiaoyao, I have plenty of this. If you want it, I'll give it to you."
Xiaoyao Sanren looked suspicious, unable to see through Xiao Chen. This guy was too deep in the city.
Xiaoyao Sanren snorted coldly, "Boy, stop pretending to be a ghost and give me the things quickly, otherwise I, Master Sanren, will go on a killing spree."
Xiao Chen raised his wrist and motioned for him to come and take it, "You can do it yourself. I gave it to you."
Pang Qi's dull face was very strange, and the man Su Xiang chose was indeed different. He was somewhat convinced.
He couldn't learn this calm demeanor in the face of battle.
Xiaoyao Sanren gritted his teeth but refused to believe in evil, "You want to deceive me?" As he said that, he strode over and stretched out his hand to grab the grass bracelet.
The green light reappeared, and the flesh and blood on his hands peeled off, leaving only white bones. The screams sounded, and he was frightened in his heart. He wanted to escape, but he was still enveloped in green light.
Green light enveloped his whole body, and after it dissipated, only a pile of bones remained. One second, he was still a living person, and the next second he was a pile of bones.
For the first time, other expressions appeared on Pang Qi's dull face. Pang Qi swallowed and broke out in a cold sweat. Wasn't this damn too fierce?
Only then did Pang Qi realize that everything was under Xiao Chen's control.
As soon as Xiaoyao Sanren dies, the crisis will be resolved. Pang Qi's hand finally let go, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling that he had walked away from the gate of hell for once.
He looked at Xiao Chen with a hint of awe.
This kid is also a sinister master.
Xiao Chen looked relaxed and ignored Pang Qi's expression. Instead, he pointed in a direction and said, "Go there."
Pang Qi looked puzzled, "Why there?"
Xiao Chen turned his hand and a bamboo frog appeared in his palm. He smiled lightly and said, "It told me."
Pang Qi was speechless and returned to his dull expression.
The two of them headed east. Along the way, there was a desolate scene with no human habitation.
A small stream lay in the middle of the road, with foul smelling water and floating corpses.
This creek reveals something strange.
Pang Qi threw a dagger out. The dagger submerged into the stream and instantly turned into molten iron.
Pang Qi was shocked, his face extremely ugly, "My dagger is made of fine steel, and it turned into molten iron in an instant. What kind of stream is this?"
He looked at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen held the bamboo frog in his hand and threw it into the stream. He didn't blink, his gaze always focused on the bamboo frog.
The bamboo frog was thrown into the stream and swam around like a living creature, making croaking sounds from its mouth.
Pang Qi's expression was extremely exciting. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him, "How is this possible? What kind of material is this thing made of?"
The bamboo frog is not afraid of the stream, just like a living creature, which is a strange thing in the world.
Pang Qi looked at Xiao Chen, wanting to hear his explanation.
Xiao Chen shook his head, "Don't look at me, I don't know either."
The next moment, the bamboo frog jumped back into Xiao Chen's hand and let out another cry. This gadget is amazing.
Pang Qi finally couldn't help it and asked, "What on earth is going on? I don't understand anything."
Xiao Chen shook his head, "I don't understand either."
At this time, a figure flew from a distance, it was a woman.
She was covered in coarse linen clothes and a pair of broken straw sandals on her feet, and she ran over in a hurry.
As she got closer, she could clearly see her appearance. She was quite beautiful, especially her big eyes, which were very distinctive.
Pang Qi was alert again and placed his hand on the black sword. As long as a stranger approaches, he will not take it lightly.
Xiao Chen waved his hand and said with a slight smile: "Don't be nervous, he's just a ninth level mortal."
Only then did Pang Qi react, but he didn't let go of the hilt of the sword.
The woman stopped in front of the two people and asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Pang Qi rolled his eyes, he turned out to be a rookie. Only a rookie would be so reckless.
Xiao Chen slightly cupped his hands and said, "Xiao Chen, I've seen a girl before. Do you know her name?"
The woman snorted, with an unhappy look on her face, "I don't care who you are, I discovered this stream first, you guys get out of the way."
Hearing this, Pang Qi became more curious. What kind of stream was this? It seemed to attract competition.
Xiao Chen smiled, "Then give it to the girl."
The woman was surprised, thinking she heard wrongly, "Can you say it again?"
Xiao Chen had a smile on his face, "I said it belongs to you."
The woman was stunned and a little embarrassed, "My name is Xiu Niang, thank you very much."
As he spoke, he anxiously took out a string from his pocket. The string is woven from bamboo.
The embroiderer threw the string into the stream. When the rope sank, she kept lowering it on the bank.
The rope gets longer and longer, and the stream becomes a bottomless pit, swallowing the string.
Pang Qi opened his mouth slightly, "What is this for?"
The embroiderer's tone was slightly impatient, "What else can I do? Of course it's to catch ashes."
Huizi? Another unfamiliar word.
Xiao Chen smiled at her and said, "I wish you success."
The embroiderer patted her head, suddenly realized, and pointed at Xiao Chen and the two of them, "You don't have this rope to catch the ash, do you? No wonder you gave it to me. Humph."
She thought she had guessed the truth correctly and looked proud.
At this time, the rope straightened, and something pulled the rope downward.
The embroiderer used all her strength, and her hand was scratched by the rope, and the rope was dyed red with blood.
She quickly asked for help, "Help me quickly. I won't let your help go to waste. I will share some with you when the time comes."
Xiao Chen smiled and winked at Pang Qi. Pang Qi understood it and pulled the rope together with Xiu Niang.
But the rope still kept pulling downwards.
The skin on Pang Qi's hand was also broken and blood flowed out.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen also joined in, and the three of them pulled the rope together.
