As soon as Mi Xiaobei turned around, he saw the third child, squatting ten meters away from him, crying with a handful of snot and tears.

A big man is crying like this, and he is still a fairy, and Mi Xiaobei is the first time he has seen it.

"Mourning, what are you crying about, even if your father and mother are dead, it is not your father and mother......"

Mi Xiaobei was so angry that she didn't control her temper or mouth for a while!

Rolling the third child stood up, whined and cried, and walked towards Mi Xiaozi.

There are elderly residents who recognize this person as Yang San, who was the time.

"Ah, Yang San, is your father really dead?"

"Kuangshi Qixiao, don't cry, we all know that you are filial piety! You are the pride of our Qingzhou, and you must pay attention to protecting your body. ”

"No, no, Yang San is a great filial piety bestowed by the emperor, but his filial piety has only moved the world, but it has not moved the heavens. Now that Qingzhou has been attacked by the plague god, it is time for this magnificent and filial piety to come forward. Yang San, just cry hard, cry hard, it's best to cry blood and cry, moved the heavenly monarch, send a heavenly god to come down, and our Qingzhou will be saved. ”

When people heard this, they immediately surrounded Yang San, eager to pinch him with a claw, making him cry even more painfully and sadly.

It's best to cry loudly, and it's best to cry heartily!

Unexpectedly, when Yang San heard this, he suddenly sniffled and stopped crying!

"Third master, what happened? so sad?"

Mi Xiaobei looked at these heartless residents hatefully, and was worried about the third child.

Could it be that his adoptive father and adoptive mother were also poisoned?

If that's the case, just go get some vulture meat.

Rolling Lao San raised his sleeve to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, glanced at the residents of the besieged circle, exhaled a long breath, swallowed a mouthful of saliva hatefully, and suddenly smiled.

said loudly: "Mi Gongzi, my mastery is a joke." Originally, I thought that the world was all about loving each other, living in harmony, and being selfless. I was willing to be a mortal for a thousand years to atone for my sins. Unexpectedly, the catastrophe came, and the originally peaceful world was even more deceitful and selfish than the heavenly court, and even took revenge! The third child can be regarded as having seen through it, and has seen it through!"

Without waiting for Mi Xiaobei to ask, the crowd suddenly exploded again.

"Ahh ”

"I've heard that once you get the flesh of the fairy to boil the soup and drink it, you can eliminate the plague!"

"In this way, God really has eyes, and without the medicinal juice of Pujitang, he sent us a fairy. ”

"That's right, that's right, I've been burning incense and candles at home for the past few days, praying for the sky to open my eyes and save the people, but I didn't expect it to come true. ”

"Don't let Yang San go, cut off his flesh to make soup, the effect is a hundred times better than this Pujitang's medicinal juice. ”

......

People were noisy and shouting, so they surrounded the third child, Mi Xiaobei and Yuan Qianhao.

Yuan Qianwei's face has not yet recovered, and she has been wearing a mask, and people don't know that she is the second lady of Yuanfu and the little sister of Zhizhou, otherwise......

How else could it be?

Among the noisy crowd, there were also many wearing black armor uniforms.

Although the soldiers did not make any noise, they did not mean to stop the residents from besieging and causing trouble.

They also seemed to acquiesce to the residents' statement, believing that Yang San was sent by the Heavenly Monarch to save the people of Qingzhou.

Immortals are immortals, and they have always sacrificed themselves to save the people, which is not surprising!

Mi Xiaobei was furious, her hands trembled, and she was about to make a move.

The third man was sharp-eyed, and immediately grabbed Mi Xiaobei's arm and signaled him to calm down.

Then he faced the residents who had gathered in several circles and said, "Do you think that you can eliminate the plague by boiling soup with my Yang San's meat?" If this is the case, do you want me, a man of great filial piety, to sacrifice my life for the people of Qingzhou?!"

People were stunned for a moment, but that's it.

Immediately, someone shouted: "Kuangshi Qixiao is the reputation given to you by the people of Qingzhou, and now is the time for you Yang San to give back to the people of Qingzhou......"

So the people shouted angrily: "Magnificent filial piety, filial piety touches the sky! You Yang San is a great man, it is too stingy to just be a magnificent filial piety." You should be the benefactor of Qingzhou! We in Qingzhou want to set up a biography for Yang Sanshu monument, and give Yang Sanli a thanksgiving arch at the south wall of the city, which will last for generations!"

Rolling Lao San smiled bitterly, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes: "So, you still have to eat my Yang San's meat?" However, Yang San still has a pair of adoptive parents who have not returned to the West, waiting for Yang San to retire and send him to the end!"

The residents suddenly shouted in unison: "Yang San's parents are the parents of the people in the city, millions of people are the filial sons and grandsons of Yang San's parents, and we will all provide for the elderly to die!"

Rolling the third nodded, looked up at the sky, tears flew like rain.

God, it's getting dark.

Rolling the third child slowly retracted his head, looked at the hungry faces, and suddenly raised his hand, there was an extra dagger in his hand.

"The Third Master ......"

Mi Xiaobei was just about to stop it, but the third man suddenly stabbed him in the right leg.

As soon as I picked it up, I scraped off a piece of meat.

"Take it, this is the immortal flesh of the Heavenly Court's Thousand Hands, I wish you all poisons, a long life, and good health for generations!"

raised his hand and threw out a piece of meat the size of half a palm in his hand, and the crowd suddenly burst into scrambling.

Mi Xiaobei was suddenly stupid! Standing still like a wooden chicken.

Roll the third haha, raise his hand to his left leg and stab again, and scrape off a piece of meat. Throw it high.

"Third Master!"

Yuan Qianwei was not as stupid as Mi Xiaobei, and slashed with one palm and shot down the dagger in the hand of the third man.

On the two legs of the third child, the blood flowed like a pour.

At this time, Mi Xiaobei came to his senses.

"Bang Bang Bang"!

Immediately sealed the acupuncture points around the wounds on the three legs of the rolling old man and stopped the bleeding.

Those two pieces of meat the size of half a palm are naturally not enough for a team of hundreds or thousands of people to snatch them.

People gathered around again, one by one like hungry wolves, eager to tear the old man to pieces.

Mi Xiaobei hurriedly stood up, wrapped his arms around, and a circle of blue light was released, pushing more than 300 people from the front ten meters away.

Then he turned around, ready to find the old man to treat the third man.

But he saw that the old man was gone.

The girl, named Duoxi, was running into the house in a panic.

Seeing the two blood holes on the legs of the rolling old man, Mi Xiaobei suddenly forgot that he was a fairy child, thinking that even if he was treated, he would become crippled

Suddenly his heart cramped, and he cried: "Miss Duoxi, my friend has lost too much blood, please save him! He still has a pair of old parents who need him to support......

Duoxi, who had just entered the door, heard this and glanced back at Mi Xiaobei.

She moved too quickly when she turned around, and the scarf around her neck flew up, just enough to cover her face, leaving only one pair of eyes outside.

That look smiled at Mi Xiaobei, but it implied an indescribable desolation.

"Ahh

Mi Xiaobei remembered these eyes.