Most of what happened just now has been seen by the owner, but he didn't expect that he couldn't hide it in the end. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The owner of Jiuquan Village seemed to have been secretly observing for a long time, and saw that Zishuo, who was gray-faced, was not as crazy as he imagined, but he still felt sorry for his child in the end, and a pair of old eyes that usually flashed essence oozed some moisture.

He was followed by a few sparse subordinates, hugging each other, obviously stunned by what had just happened.

The owner of the village hugged his son in his arms, sighed lightly, and only after a long time did he spit out a few words from between his teeth: "I already know the identities of the three......"

The bone elf's eyelids jumped. What do you mean by this? Do you want to settle accounts after the fall?

The owner of the village raised his head and fixed his eyes on Xiao Yaosheng: "A few people are too worried, they know that you are heroes who punish evil and promote good, if you still turn black and white upside down to beat a rake, then I might as well give up the position of the owner of the village to others." ”

A happy look appeared on the swordsman's face: "What does the owner mean...... "Are they actually worried?"

The owner seems to have suddenly aged a lot, although he used to be old, but he looks full of energy. The current owner of the village had a dull face, and pulled out a very faint smile: "You must catch the nine-headed spirit, and the people and horses on my Jiuquan Village will be at your disposal." ”

The smile is bitter and the voice is low.

The bone elf thought to himself, he hated it, but on the face of the farmer, there was no trace of any emotion except despair.

"Hey!" the swordsman sighed as he followed. This time, Zishuo is afraid that he is really going to die.

If Xiaoyaosheng didn't get into the Gu, he would still have a chance to live. But the nine-headed spirit was too ruthless, he designed to let Xiao Yaosheng fall into the Gu, and beat Zishuo, who had already recovered, to half death. This is going to cut off the back road of two people!

The mood of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man cannot be expressed in words. The bone elves and swordsmen had infinite sympathy for the owner who could only hold Zishuo in front of them, and even had a trace of awe.

For three years, three whole years, in order to save his son, he almost lost his ancestral business. Just a few days ago, the son who was lingering on the sickbed got the opportunity and thought that the family could be reunited. Unbeknownst to him, the heavens played a huge joke on him, and soon his son was about to become a cold corpse.

It gives people hope, but it disappoints people again, that is, to throw that person into a place of no return, which is complete despair.

"That's a monster, a mortal can't be his opponent with just fists and feet!" She understood the owner's mood at the moment, but she still had to try to avoid letting these unknown subordinates go to death.

"This ....." the owner of the village has always been resolute, saying one thing or another, and he really didn't know what to do for a while.

"The owner is relieved. The swordsman volunteered: "This matter can be left to us, originally, it was originally for us." ”

In the second half of the sentence, the swordsman still lowered his head. The fact that the owners are reluctant to hold them accountable does not mean that they are not to be taken away.

Turning to the bone elf again, the swordsman was ready to call her to leave early. Seeing the bone elf staring at Zishuo's face, his face froze, coughed dryly, leaned over and whispered: "You stared at him like this, what did the owner think?"

The bone elf made a silent gesture: "Don't disturb me. ”

Excuse me? The swordsman is like a fish in his throat, he has something to do! Who is bothering whom?

In the middle of the night, the bone elf actually looked happy, jumped up, and even applauded.

When the swordsman saw this kind of bone elf, he hurriedly lowered his head, is there a crack in the ground?

But the crisp voice in his ear was unusually clear: "Zishuo is still saved." ”

"What?" the owner was no longer calm, grabbed the bone elf's shoulder, and shook it: "You, say it again?"

The bone elf put his hands behind his back, and the great immortal's shelf was full: "Mortals, when they will be born and when they will die, there is a fixed number." Your son's life is not over. ”

After that, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the people who were stunned in the courtyard, and said with a smile: "So, you should put your hearts in your stomachs!"

It's Xiaoyaosheng, he is the same person as himself, and he inherits the will of the destiny, and the natal chart has a lot of similarities, and she can't see it at all with her cultivation.

"It's the getaway that's the trickiest problem. The bone elf looked at the poor scholar on the ground and sighed.

The swordsman grabbed the wrist of the bone elf and took her to help Xiaoyaosheng: "So, let you go quickly!"

This little ancestor, after tossing for so long, is finally going to return to the topic.

Seeing the two of them set up and walked towards the door with great difficulty, the owner of the village was a little hesitant for the first time, whether he should ask about his son's situation.

He has made all the mental preparations, this time, even if he really wants to go bankrupt, a hundred years later, he will be scolded to death by his ancestors, and he will pull Zishuo back from the ghost gate.

When he made up his mind to ask, there were still those three people.

There was only a sentence floating from nowhere: "Don't worry, after we finish our work, there will be a way to save Zishuo." ”

"You just need to place Zishuo's body. The latter sentence is a crisp female voice, presumably far away, and you can feel her deliberately raised voice, so it seems a little sharp.

Flying up to the clouds, after the swordsman got the fish intestines, his mana increased day by day, and now he is handy with the sword, carrying three people at a speed similar to the speed of his one-person sword.

It's windy in the sky, and the other party can't hear it clearly. The bone elf then asked loudly, "Where are we going?"

On the one hand, she wanted to save Xiaoyaosheng, and on the other hand, she was afraid that the people over there would be clumsy, and when they returned, Zishuo's body would be destroyed.

"Miao Jiang!" replied the swordsman.

The bone elf nodded, it was the only way. The Gu poison comes from Miao Jiang, even if it is a forbidden technique, there is always a way to find out the antidote.

If it is indeed unintelligible, then I am afraid that the free life is really ......

All beings in the Three Realms have lives, but if her bone elf really wants to save anyone, it is not impossible to hide from the sky and the sea. But the object is the person of destiny, such a life is too special, she can't change it!

I hope he is a man of destiny, if God really let him go, when he is reincarnated, Chiyou will have already broken the seal.

After a bit of speculation, there are lush forests in front of you, and there is no end in sight.

The bone elf came back to his senses, and the man was firmly on the soft ground.

"We're here!" the swordsman pinched, and the fish intestines obediently flew back to his back.

"Miao Jiang?" The bone elf looked at the trees that covered the sky, and stood among the trees, only to realize that the grass and trees here were so lush that even the sunlight could not shine in.

So, here's the problem. The bone elf smiled evilly and asked the swordsman, "Where did we come down just now?"