Chapter 202: Patriarch Shi Ren's hand, Miao Honghuai calculated

Miao Yan asked Ji Hao about some things about the Taoist priest again, and when he heard that the Taoist priest not only killed people, but also used the people he killed to refine blood corpses and ghosts, everyone's faces were not good-looking, but fortunately, the Taoist priest had died at the hands of Ji Hao. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this moment, Miao Yan said, but Ji Hao's face was not quite right, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Mr. Ji Hao, your face is not quite right, is it not very well?" ”

The sequelae of Ji Hao's forbidden law have not subsided, just rushing here in the morning and walking for about ten minutes has already made Ji Hao a little unbearable, not to mention that he is still here, chatting for so long.

But after all, it is on other people's territory, even if Ji Hao is not feeling well, there is still a number of courtesies. But just when Ji Hao wanted to hold on, it was the Ninth Elder Miao Qing who helped Ji Hao out of the siege.

"Patriarch, I heard that although Mr. Ji Hao killed the Taoist priest, he was also seriously injured, I think it is better to let Mr. go back to rest and heal his injuries earlier."

As soon as the Ninth Elder said this, everyone knew that the conversation was almost over this time, so let Ji Hao go and rest.

"Well, I see."

Miao Yan nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll send Mr. Ji Hao to rest." ”

"This ......"

When Ji Hao heard this, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, let alone him, even the two patriarchs of other tribes looked at Miao Yan strangely.

This time they called Ji Hao over, just to determine whether the Taoist priest was killed by Ji Hao, and to learn about some other circumstances. But Miao Yan wanted to send Ji Hao to rest, which was not in the plan, but they didn't have much to say, after all, they saved a person in the village, and they were the great benefactors of the Dongwu tribe.

In this way, Miao Yan personally sent Ji Hao to the place where he stayed, and no one followed, and all the elders also had their own things to do.

Along the way, the people of the Dongwu tribe would salute the patriarch Miao Yan after seeing him, but most of the people would look at Ji Hao with curious eyes, they didn't understand, how could this foreigner walk with the patriarch? Regarding Ji Hao's rescue of an entire village, although most people know about it, they have the impression that the person should be in his early thirties, after all, Ji Hao is too young.

After coming to Ji Hao's residence, Miao Yan did not leave, but found a chair and sat down.

Ji Hao didn't understand what Miao Yan meant, did he want the bloody bell that drove away the corpse?

Ji Hao couldn't help but think so.

"Miao patriarch, do you have anything else?" Ji Hao asked curiously.

"Mr. Ji Hao, you came to our Miao Jiang for the sake of the Kyushu Shending, right?" Miao Yan asked.

"Pretty much."

Ji Hao said vaguely, he didn't tell the master, but wanted to hear what the patriarch of the Dongwu tribe had to say next.

Hearing Ji Hao's words, a smile appeared on Miao Yan's dry face.

"We can't repay Mr. Ji Hao's great kindness to my tribe, but now, the old man has finally thought of a way to repay Mr." Miao Yan looked at Ji Hao and said with a smile.

"Patriarch Miao doesn't have to be so polite." Ji Hao hurriedly resigned, he saved people, not to ask for a return.

Seeing Ji Hao's refusal, the smile on Miao Yan's face became even brighter, which showed that his decision was not wrong.

"Mr. Ji Hao, don't be busy refusing, you listen to me first."

Miao Yan didn't care what Ji Hao wanted to say, and said to himself: "Although my Miao Jiang's witchcraft can kill people, it can also save people!" ”

"Saving people?"

When Ji Hao heard this, he was slightly stunned.

Seeing that Ji Hao was stunned, Miao Yan glanced at him with a smile, and then said: "And the old decay happens to be rough in medical theory, I view Mr. 's injury, it should be the use of forbidden methods to force out the potential of the stabbing body, making the body weak, right?" ”

"Miao patriarch, god man!" Ji Hao exclaimed.

"Alas, I don't deserve to be praised by Mr." Miao Yan shook his hand and said: "That thief's cultivation is a fourth-order, and there are many powerful ghosts and zombies around him, and my Guan Mr. is only a third-order peak, but he can kill him in such a guard, I guess he used the forbidden method to improve his cultivation, so there is this speculation." ”

"Mr. is weak now, even if the Kyushu Shending falls into his hands, I'm afraid it can't be protected, so what I say, the reward I say is to cure the sequelae of Mr."

After Miao Yan finished speaking, he looked at Ji Hao with confidence, he believed that Ji Hao would not refuse this return. Just as Miao Yan guessed, he really couldn't refuse this return to Ji Hao. Because, if he is allowed to recuperate by himself, I am afraid it may take a few weeks.

Seeing that Ji Hao was a little moved, Miao Yan asked, "Mr. Ji Hao, what do you think of my proposal?" ”

If you can recover your strength one day earlier, then you can find the master one day earlier, and this method is also proposed by others themselves, so Ji Hao has no reason to refuse.

"Then it's going to trouble the Miao patriarch." Ji Hao said.

Seeing that Ji Hao agreed, Miao Yan nodded with a smile and said, "No trouble, no trouble, for Mr.'s great favor to the Dongwu tribe, it is not troublesome at all." ”

After Miao Yan finished speaking, he said goodbye and left, and he still had to discuss this matter with the elders. Because he didn't tell Ji Hao that if he wanted to heal Ji Hao, he would have to use his natal golden silkworm Gu, and he still wanted to be the kind of vitality that hurt him afterwards.

Ji Hao originally wanted to ask Miao Yan about the information of other people who entered Miao Jiang, but when Miao Yan threw out the idea of healing him, Ji Hao could only suppress this matter in his heart. After Miao Yan left, Ji Hao sat on the bed and began to cultivate.

On the other side, at the place where the Dongwu tribe itself gathered, Miao Yan told the elders what he thought. As a result, more than half of the elders voted against, even if Ji Hao was very kind to them, they would not take the head of the clan as a reward.

Originally, Miao Yan wanted to explain to everyone, but no one could have imagined that the three elders who had always been good people were hardened, and counted all the elders who opposed it, and finally slapped the table hard, and said loudly, 'Don't let outsiders pass it on, we Miao Jiang people don't know how to be grateful and reciprocate'.

Those elders who objected, seeing that the three elders all said so, and the patriarch nodded in support, so they didn't oppose it, and after all the elders agreed, everyone dispersed.

After everyone dispersed, the kind smile on the face of the third elder Miao Hong turned into a sinister and vicious smile for a moment.

After returning to his room, the three elders took out a small note from their bodies.

This small note was passed by someone who was an undercover agent in the corpse chase, and the content written on it probably meant similar to the letter in Ji Hao's arms, all of which said that Ji Hao would be caught. However, this note says that life or death does not matter.

It turned out that it was Qin Zheng, who Ji Hao had met before, and after returning to the corpse chaser general altar, he told 1510 about his encounter with Ji Hao. Considering Ji Hao's strength, and the fact that he is now in the Miaojiang Holy Land, he finally gave an order to kill the corpse.

Originally, after receiving this note, the three elders didn't know what to do, but after hearing Miao Yan's thoughts, a plan that could kill three birds with one stone appeared in his mind.

"Hehehe, Miao Yan, Miao Yan, you are shrewd in vain, but I can't imagine that before you died, you were confused, you should be unlucky!"

The third elder Miao Hong sneered, grabbed his fist, and by the time he let go of his hand, the small note had already turned into a pile of tiny confetti. (To be continued.) )