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The craftsman Tiangong looked surprised, put Xiao Nan aside, and was about to walk up, but was pulled by the old thief: "Don't go over, this is a poisonous fog!" ”

"Poisonous Mist!"

The craftsman shuddered and looked stunned.

"Get a living creature nearby."

The old thief looked at the black mist and spoke.

The craftsman hurried away, and in the blink of an eye, he hurried back with the long gray ears of a hare.

Under the guidance of the old thief, the craftsman tied a rope to the hare's hind legs and threw it into the black mist, at first, the rope could still feel shaking, but in less than thirty seconds, the rope did not move.

The craftsman was shocked, and hurriedly pulled the hare back, and found that the poor rabbit was lying upright on the ground, motionless, and this black mist was obviously a poisonous mist.

"It's dead!"

The craftsman looked surprised.

"Nope."

The old thief crouched down, curled his fingers, and flicked them on the rabbit's long ears.

I saw the rabbit "whoosh" and jumped up, ran into the bushes, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"What's going on?"

The craftsmen were stunned.

"The white mist we encountered just now is a naturally formed mountain fog, which is completely different from the black mist in front of us, these black mist are the fog array laid by the medical saint Ye Chentian. He probably didn't want the idlers to disturb him, so he planted a fog array here. At least we're not in the wrong place. ”

The old thief's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"But, the rabbit...... What the hell is going on? Why didn't it die? ”

The craftsman is incomprehensible.

"Ye Chentian is a medical saint, not a poison saint. He was kind-hearted, and although he laid down a fog array, he did not use a poisonous smoke that could kill people, but used a hypnotic gas. The rabbit had just fallen asleep. ”

The old thief explained.

"I see."

The craftsman suddenly realized: "However, even if it is hypnotic gas, we can't break through." How do we get in? ”

"It's simple. Wait. ”

The old thief twisted his beard and smiled slightly: "His grandson Ye Mu is with us, are you afraid that Ye Chentian will not open the fog array and let us in?" ”

Only then did the skillful craftsman rest assured, and shouted a few times into the fog array, roughly saying that he and Ye Mu came to meet the medical saint Ye Chentian.

The echo rumbled and echoed in the mountains, but in the fog array, there was no reaction, and it was not as the old thief had imagined, Ye Chentian opened the fog array and let everyone in.

Just when everyone was suspicious, behind them, a loud laugh suddenly came: "Hahaha, I thought it was someone, it turned out to be an old friend." Old thief, why don't you cheat those rich people out of their money at the auction and run to this poor and remote place, is there some ancient tomb here? ”

The Killing Gate Supreme took the Killing Door and slowly walked out of the fog.

Lonely and sad followed behind Duan Wuchen, Li Aoshi and the three elders of the Li family were tied up with five flowers, in an extremely humiliating posture, their hands and feet were tied to wooden poles, and they were carried up, just like livestock, and the dignity of a warrior was completely lost.

Among this group of people, there are no figures of the Soul Snatcher Scholar and Gu Long, the two Soul Snatcher Protectors, and I don't know where these two people are now.

"No dust!"

When the old thief saw the Killing Sect Supreme, his pupils shrank suddenly, becoming the size of a wheat, and he said in a cold voice: "Supreme, don't ask knowingly, what am I going to do, I'm afraid you know it." ”

"Hehe, old thief, you're still so boring."

Duan Wuchen also laughed: "Since this is the case, let's not talk darkly." I have never been well water with you, and you don't care what I want to do. I don't care what you do. ”

"It's a deal."

The old thief said coldly.

If he fights alone, the old thief is not afraid of being dustless. However, Duan Wuchen was surrounded by the killing elite, there were many people, and the old thief was surrounded by wounded. If there is a real fight, outnumbered, the old thief will not be completely sure to ensure the safety of Ye Mu and the skilled craftsmen. After all, as the supreme of killing the door, Duan Wuchen's martial arts are also extremely terrifying.

Seeing that the old thief agreed, Duan Wuchen was also secretly relieved. He is quite jealous of the old thief, and he will not choose to do it with the old thief unless he has to.

The two groups of men and horses clashed for a short time, each with their own thoughts, both of them were bogeyers, and they didn't want to start a war here. But at this time, the lonely man who was carrying the Momang Sword was not sad, but he saw Ye Mu on the back of the old thief, and knew that something was wrong, so he stepped forward and shouted:

"Song Yiyun, where is she?"

Song Yiyun and Ding Undefeated went to hunt down Ye Mu and Li Bawan, and now Ye Mu and Li Bawan are fine, Gu Bubei sighed in his heart, knowing that Song Yiyun should have encountered something unexpected, and regardless of humility, he asked directly.

The old thief smiled coldly, and did not answer, but looked at Duan Wuchen and said: "Duan Wuchen, how did you take your little brother, why do your subordinates understand the rules so much, in front of me, is there a place for him to speak?" ”

Duan Wuchen was speechless when asked, and he was furious, and in front of everyone, he yelled at Gu Busad: "Who asked you to speak, is there a place for you to speak?" No big, no small, your own palm! ＂

Gu Bu was stunned, he also cared about Song Yiyun, so he asked, but he didn't expect that Duan Wuchen actually turned his elbow outward and let him palm his mouth.

Lonely was angry in his heart, but he still swallowed his anger, and in front of everyone, he stretched out his hand to his cheek and slapped him hard.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The crisp slap sounded in the silent air, and everyone who killed the door held their breath one by one, looking at Gu Bubei's handsome face red and swollen, and in a blink of an eye, it became the appearance of a pig's head, and even the teeth were knocked out, and no one dared to speak.

"Enough!"

After a hundred slaps, Duan Wuchen said: "Be smart in the future, next time I won't let you slap yourself, but I'll help you slap!" Let's see if you can still see this face when the time comes! ”

"Thank you, Supreme."

Lonely's voice spat out from between the red, swollen and bleeding lips, with endless unwillingness.

After teaching loneliness and sadness, he looked at the old thief from afar and said with a smile: "Old thief, he is not qualified to ask you, I am always qualified." I also want to know, what about Song Yiyun and others? ”

"Hmph, that little girl actually dared to poison me, and I slapped her into the water, and I don't know if she was dead."

The old thief snorted coldly and told the truth directly, with his status and status, there was no reason to lie.

"Old thief, how dare you!"

Duan Wuchen suddenly slapped his palm on the stone next to him, and the rock immediately turned into powder, and said angrily: "I originally wanted to be with your well water not to interfere with the river water." It's good that you actually injured my killer. I'm not a soft persimmon that everyone pinchs! I can't swallow this breath! ”

"If you can't swallow it, what can you do?"

The old thief was bold and asked with a sneer.

"Of course it's justice!"

Duan Wuchen spoke, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face: "I have long heard that your old thief's kung fu is superb, and I want to see it today!" ”