The seventeenth dreadnought leader dies in battle/the loyal warrior savior dies

(9) This celestial god, whose name is Baojiang, is a close minister of the Emperor of Heaven and helps him to take charge of the affairs of the heavenly court and the lower realm. www.biquge.info At that time, he was about to rush to the west, the capital of the Heavenly Emperor in the Nether Realm, Kunlun Void.

When the road passed through this place, a cry of sorrow came into his ears, and he felt pity for him who did not know the reason, so he pressed the cloud head and followed the sound.

In the woods, just as Mrs. Fubao tearfully bulldozed the earth to bury her son's body, a voice came from behind everyone, "Let's do it slowly!" This unusually thick and loud voice shook people's eardrums.

When the crowd turned to look, a mighty giant stood behind the crowd, his eyebrows were handsome, his long hair hung down his shoulders, and a string of white and warm beads hung on his broad chest.

On this day, the god Baojiang fell in the woods, and found that it was a group of people crying bitterly and trying to bury a teenager. Looking at the young man intently, although his face was dark, stiff and erect, he looked dead for a long time, but there was a faint layer of yellow light on his corpse, and the god Baojiang was puzzled, thinking that this young man must have an extraordinary origin. So, he didn't have time to think about it, and shouted loudly to stop everyone.

Madame Fubao and the other clansmen looked at this giant who suddenly appeared here in amazement, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

"Don't bury this boy, he's not dead!"

"Ah, what?"

"Really? How can this ......?"

"In that case, it's great, thank God for ......"

Baojiang's words immediately attracted a voice of criticism, and everyone was surprised and delighted, and at the same time, they were also skeptical of this unbelievable statement.

Madame Fubao stepped forward with a complicated mood, and asked angrily in the face of the unknown origin of Baojiang: "I don't know who Your Excellency is, why do you say that my son is not dead? As a mother, of course I hope that he can come back to life, but he has obviously stopped breathing, are you teasing us?"

Hearing the obvious doubts from the other party's words, the god Bao Jiang said gently: "I came abruptly, I hope that my wife will forgive me, as for my identity, it is inconvenient to make it clear for the time being, but what I want to tell you is that this young man seems to have been poisoned to death, it is actually a sign of fake death, he has a divine qi to protect his body, and he still has a breath!"

"Oh, is what your Excellency said true?" asked Madame Fubao with a sorrowful expression.

"It's true! However, I don't know anything, and I hope that my wife will tell me the truth?"

"Your Excellency, please speak!"

"This young man seems to have a noble background, and there is a supernatural aura in his body, and he is coiled around, can he tell him in detail about his life experience. ”

Seeing the help of nobles and the hope of her son's survival, Mrs. Fubao was overjoyed, so she briefly described her son's life experience, birth process and tribal experience.

"I see, that's ......," the god Bao Jiang thought in his heart, and the young man's life experience proved his guess.

"Your Excellency is coming, forgive us people in the grass and wilderness for not knowing the truth, if there is anything offensive in words and deeds, I apologize, and I hope to Haihan. Please tell me the method of resurrection, I have saved my son's life, here I will thank you for your great kindness on behalf of all the bear people!"