Chapter 136: The World Is Small
"The turtle king eight mung beans, take off your uncle!"
"Kill, kill me, let him run, I won't give you meat for a month!"
Dongfang Xiaoshu's unusually angry voice sounded, and he himself appeared next to Meng Feixue like lightning, holding the crumbling Meng Feixue in his arms. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The eyes full of delicateness, helplessness, perseverance, indifference, and dead silence finally regained their original psychedelia and vitality
With a smile, joy and even shyness, he gently said to Dongfang Xiaoshu:
"It's a small world!"
"It's a small world!"
Dongfang Xiaoshu looked at Meng Feixue who closed his eyes tightly in his arms and muttered to himself.
Suddenly, my heart hurt so much, it was like someone stabbing it with an awl, and the long-pent-up emotions in my heart finally broke out irrepressibly, and the cold light in my eyes was like electricity, looking at Wu Hao, who was surrounded in the middle, and continued: "Kill!" ”
The long-term backlog turned into a word "kill" flooding the Quartet
The boiling emotions were finally vented with the word "kill".
The forces between heaven and earth instantly gathered like a tide, rushing into the body of Dongfang Xiaoshu in waves.
There was a click in the soul, as if a door had been opened, and the soul instantly covered a space of several miles.
Grass and trees, birds and animals, and white snow brown stones all appeared in the spirits of the small trees in the east.
After venting the pent-up emotions, the oriental tree with a wide open mood broke through the realm between breaths, and Nirvana was half a step away.
From the word "kill", the vision of the Force between heaven and earth was born, but it did not stop the pace of killing.
The little monk Huizhi clasped his hands together, chanted the scriptures, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Wu Hao and said:
"I said you are a dog, a beast, and you are not in reincarnation!"
The little monk's words were like golden words, and Wu Hao landed on all fours strangely, baring his teeth and sticking out his tongue to make a dog.
Saliva splashed, and his body shook, as if he was about to break free at any moment.
Sanzi bit his fingers, the blood was wiped in the palms of his hands, his hands were sealed, and he whispered in his mouth:
"UMNO Netseal"
A large black net appeared on the soles of Wu Hao's feet, and Wu Hao, who was on all fours, was instantly suppressed and motionless.
The black mountain with the demon knife in his hand screamed instantly, and then his body shot out, without fancy movements or complicated skills, just a simple knife, a direct knife.
The knife stops the head from falling.
The little monk's face was as pale as paper, and he had to sit on the ground as if he had exerted too much force, because the force was very strong now
Sanzi's face was flushed, his body shook a few times, and he was also in a posture that was beyond his strength
On the contrary, because of the heavenly witch robe, Black Mountain couldn't see how to react, but he walked behind Dongfang Xiaoshu and stood quietly.
There was a wail in the sky at the right time, and a falcon that was more than a foot long finally fell to the ground in a red light, and the black mountain disappeared in an instant.
When Xiaobao flapped his wings and fell from the sky and put away a piece of red light, the long falcon was no longer breathing, only warm, but no blood.
"The turtle king eight mung beans, suddenly think we are so strong!"
Dongfang Xiaoshu, who was holding the dream wind and snow, looked at the corpse that lost his head and said suddenly, his tone did not contain joy and sadness, only deep affirmation.
Dongfang Xiaoshu took out two green cloth cotton robes from Xiaobao, one on the bottom of her body, and the other on her body.
Dongfang Xiaoshu immediately got up and stood up, walked straight to Wu Hao's corpse, glanced at the hideous head with annoyance, and raised his hand A ball of flames overflowed, directly burning his head.
However, when he saw the rings on Wu Hao's left and right hands, his eyes lit up, and the light of the golden mountains and silver seas was released in a flash.
Don't think about it, after Wu Hao's body was stripped of his essence, he was treated the same as his head and was burned to ashes.
A curved Tang knife, a necklace, and two rings became the trophies of the Oriental tree.
After briefly dealing with the battlefield, especially burying the bloodstains, half an hour later, Dongfang Xiaoshu picked up Meng Feixue and walked forward.
The white wolf, covered in wounds and lame, followed closely behind him.
Xiaobao actually stood on top of his head in a grand manner, and the white wolf surprisingly did not bark his teeth and roar.
Because the white wolf is chewing on a small piece of demon beast jerky from Xiaobao, this is called eating people's short mouths.
Meng Feixue's injuries are very serious, at least on the surface, it can be seen that this is true, and stopping the bleeding is the first priority.
Dongfang Xiaoshu used the method taught by the third son to temporarily seal his wound with the colorless force.
As for the medicine, it can only be done by Dongfang Xiaoshu himself, because the location of the wound is too sensitive.
It is imperative to find a quiet place, definitely away from the battlefield, after all, what kind of god son is killed, you still have to worry about the counterattack of the forces behind you.
Two hours later, Xiaobao fell from the sky, squatting on the shoulders of the little tree in the east and chirping.
The white wolf who ate the meat of the demon beast still had red eyes, and the three of them ran back and forth on the ground, and their reactions were almost the same as those of Xiaobao at that time, all of them were burning like fire in their bodies.
Under Xiaobao's guidance, Dongfang Xiaoshu and the others came to the top of a mountain peak.
A deep pool sits in the middle of the mountaintop, but it is frozen and the sound of water is not heard.
The deep pool is surrounded by clusters of green-leaved trees, and there is a stone house next to the trees.
Perhaps due to disrepair, the walls of the stone house have not only cracked a few cracks, but even one corner of the wall has been tilted.
The door of the stone house had long since rotted, and after Black Mountain entered first to ensure that there was no danger, Dongfang Xiaoshu entered it with Meng Feixue in his arms.
Sure enough, it was the same as I imagined, full of cobwebs and dust, and I don't know how long it has been abandoned.
However, to Dongfang Xiaoshu's surprise, there was actually a cave in the stone house.
The original owner actually dug a basement, with stone beds, stone tables, and stone chairs, and was well ventilated, and there was not much dust.
It seems that the original owner's strength must be strong, and digging such a large stone chamber in the middle of the stone at least Dongfang Xiaoshu can't do it now.
However, with the sharpness of Tu Tian's blunt sword, it is still possible to dig a cave.
Dongfang Xiaoshu measured the gap in his heart, but motioned to Montenegro to wipe the stone bed with a green cloth cotton robe.
Finally, after untying the green cloth cotton robe and laying it on the stone bed, Dongfang Xiaoshu put Meng Feixue on top of the green cloth cotton robe.
The third son put a bottle of anti-serum poison on the stone table, and the little monk Huizhi withdrew from the stone room and stood on the edge of the deep pool.
Black Mountain stood quietly at the door of the stone house, motionless, while Xiaobao stood on the white wolf and combed his feathers.
"Turtle King Eight Mung Bean, who is this woman, the boss is so nervous?"
The little monk Huizhi's face had improved, he rubbed his hands, and asked the third son suspiciously.
"It's better to fill your stomach if you have a blind guess, brother's business, don't ask if he doesn't say it! Let's go, get some firewood with me! ”
As he spoke, the third son pulled the little monk Huizhi down the mountain to look for dry firewood, and the body of the chief falcon had already been thrown aside by Xiaobao, and it was obvious that this was the end of being reduced to rations.