"We're back?" someone looked at his hands and feet, touched all over his body, and was still unsure, and said again and again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This is not the village in the north of the city in my memory, because in my memory it is an endless wheat field and a village full of children laughing and playing. This is the real place, so real that there is no grass, so real that there are no people, this is the real village!

"Isn't that Dapeng?" someone pointed to the village chief.

The village chief half-squinted, looked up and down, and said, "It's true." ”

Dapeng's anger almost dissipated, looking at the souls of the villagers all over the mountains, "I'm sorry ......"

He can no longer say anything other than sorry, the villagers are not innocent to the point of being wronged, and he is not completely in a situation where he can be completely wiped out, all of this is in line with cause and effect.

All the souls swarmed up and surrounded Dapeng: "It's him." "He's down now, and that's their turn to take revenge.

Dapeng should only ignore them, he doesn't want to do anything with them anymore, his long hair is draped, and he adjusts his internal breath.

The soul is entangled in Dapeng and refuses to leave, but he can't help it. They were just weak spirits, and even if they were wounded, they would be emaciated camels bigger than horses.

Dapeng's deep voice came: "You go, leave!"

If the anger in the chest cavity is not completely eliminated and the wound is not healed, the anger hidden in the body will continue to surge. Qingming is only temporary, and being controlled is long-lasting.

The soul does not give up, and refuses to leave a single step. This Dapeng has made them so miserable, even if he can't help it, even if he is entangled, he will be entangled to death, so that his yin qi will enter his body.

Dapeng knew that these villagers had a grudge against him, and since they didn't leave, he was the only one who left.

As soon as the black cloak was raised, dancing in the wind, the wings of the Roc spread out again, and after the wings that were harder than metal were severely damaged by Akang, even flapping the wings was painful.

But he had to avoid all the souls of the villagers, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and soared into the sky, and disappeared.

Only the countless wandering souls in the north of the city were left, wandering back and forth in this clearing, and finally walked in the direction of the thatched hut.

There seemed to be their resentment attracting them.

"It should be far enough here!, Swordsman, let's stop for now. The Dragon Prince looked at the scene under the clouds, and Dapeng couldn't catch up with Dapeng for a while and a half at such a distance.

"Okay!" the swordsman put his fingers together and withdrew the fish intestines he was stepping on.

This is a dense forest, once you enter the forest, you hide in it, and you can't find them at all without much effort.

The bone elf moved its muscles and bones, and after standing on the fish intestines for so long, the bones were about to fall apart: "Wang Dali is still in the grass hut, I'm afraid we still have to go back." "If you don't risk going back, all your hard work will be in vain.

"Then Dapeng may not leave now!" the swordsman pondered this fact, not what he was afraid of, if he deliberately left Wang Dali there and led them forward, wouldn't he be throwing himself into a net again?

"Then again. The Dragon Prince took a deep breath: "In case, this Dapeng has made up his mind that we will risk going back, and he refuses to leave Wang Dali behind, and only leaves an empty house for us, then it will be a dumb man to eat Yellow Lotus." ”

This speculation is not unreasonable, but Chang'an is so big, and the thatched hut in the north of the city is the only place where there can be clues. This time, even if you know that there are tigers in the mountains, you have to go to the tiger mountains.

When the sky was about to darken, the three swordsmen lurked on the outskirts of the village in the north of the city, "See clearly first, and then find the right time to go out." The swordsman's voice was so low that he seemed to be the only one who could hear it.

"Look, what's that?" the bone elf stared at the slightly bulging hill in the distance, without blinking.

The faint light like a firefly spreads dotted on the entire hillside.

"Well, come closer, see clearly, and you won't be noticed. The bone elf muttered to himself, the man had already fled far away.

The swordsman and the dragon prince hurriedly caught up and whispered behind, "You move quietly." ”

"Cut. "The bone elves are not satisfied, what is there to move smaller, making them seem to be thieves.

The small hillside in the distance didn't seem to have been made by Dapeng. Therefore, she guessed, Dapeng Bacheng also left.

"Yes, soul?" The bone elf's eyes widened, "How, how is it possible?"

The wandering spirits all over the mountains, it is obvious that there are not individual unjust spirits wandering here, could it be that there is something in the thatched hut that will attract them?

"But, it's impossible!" The bone elf thumped his head, and this head became more and more useless: "I didn't find anything special in it before!"

It was absolutely impossible, she was born in the Netherlands, she was not a spirit, but she was able to empathize with them.

"Let's hurry up!" the bone elf shouted at the two men who had fallen behind her, turning her head slightly.

One soul drooped its head and floated aimlessly past the Bone Elf, while another passed through the Bone Elf's body. It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't feel anything.

The souls gathered outside the hut were all different, but one thing was the same, and that was that they had no clear purpose, but were just wandering around.

They don't have any consciousness yet! Is it because of that?

The bone elf pushed open the door of the grass hut with a palm, but the sight inside frightened her back a few steps.

As soon as the door was opened, dozens of souls turned their heads and stared at her, their eyes full of sky-high resentment.

"Swordsman!" the bone elf shouted his name softly, quickly withdrew, and slammed the door slammed: "Swordsman!"

What's wrong with her! The courage has become so small, obviously it is just some souls, even if it is full of resentment, then such a thing is a big grasp in the underworld. Why did I feel chills all over my body when I saw the souls of those people just now?

The swordsman and the dragon prince glanced at each other and felt that something was wrong. The bone elves have always given people the impression that they are not afraid of the sky and the earth, how can they react so much this time.

"What's wrong with the bones?" the swordsman grabbed the bone elf and looked inside the grass house, but the door was smashed to death by the bone elf, and he couldn't see anything.

At this moment, the bone elf's mood has calmed down: "What is inside may be the soul of the villager captured by Dapeng before." ”

How could Dapeng be willing to let them go, didn't he want to crush those villagers before!

"Let's go first. Prince Long suppressed the doubts in his heart and walked in with his feet raised.

In the same way, it is also a bunch of souls who don't turn their heads together, such resentful eyes, not one or two, but a group, just staring at the person who came like this, it is indeed a little cautious.

"You guys, have you seen Wang Dali?" The swordsman did not forget the task when he came, even if the other party was a group of ghosts, he had to confirm it several times.