Xingxing's face suddenly turned white, trembled violently a few times, and his hands tightly grasped Zhang Tiantian's skirt.

"Don't be afraid of the stars, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." Zhang Tiantian comforted him indiscriminately.

"The pain is also a white pain, and it will be destroyed after all, you little devils, only with fire, can you be purified, including the soul." Granling raised his shield.

Zhang Tiantian had never encountered such a slander, but she didn't know how to refute the other party, she only hoped to provoke the other party to fight a one-on-one duel with her, after all, there were so many fierce looking big men on the street.

However, she didn't even have a weapon on her, just a bamboo flute stuck in her waist.

"We are not demons, you are demons, and I will never be afraid of you! Come on, come to the duel! You won't be afraid of me, little girl! Zhang Tiantian suppressed his various emotions stubbornly, let Xingxing's blood wash away some of the dirt that might be carried on the knife, and after angering Granling, he trembled and sewed Xingxing's wound.

She had to quickly use three stitches to first sew up a muscle near a broken blood vessel so that the vessel would also join to prevent the star from bleeding profusely.

She couldn't have had enough time to give Star a stitch to close the wound.

Gran Ling was not in a hurry at all, and said with a divine face: "As the captain of the Holy Horse, how can I have a duel with the devil that can only be done between nobles?" Die, devil! Today, there will be no demons in this Jialan Temple to escape, and on the three sides of this courtyard, there are three hundred missionaries with high martial arts, which is enough to purify you. ”

After a pause, he smiled again: "But for the demons, you must also have a compassionate and excessive heart, so the captain of this horse decided to personally judge you, kneel and repent, in that case, your soul can get the best transcendence, come, go to the Yellow Spring!" ”

Step by step, like the drumbeat of death, he knocked on the ground and walked towards Zhang Tiantian.

"Yellow Springs? Are you afraid to say the word hell, because you are afraid that you will go to hell, so you use the word Huangquan in Huaxia? …… Hehe, don't be afraid, we're all going to go, it's just that you're going to go earlier than us. Not far from the street, someone sighed.

Gran Ling looked sideways and said lightly: "Captain Mao Sui, is the sword in your hand the basis for your words?" Or your 300 or so servants? ”

"Ahem, ahem, no, it's me, an old man who hasn't done anything for a long time, hey, I'm an old man, I'm useless, the only good thing is probably that I'm not afraid of death." A carriage arrived at the center of the street at some point, but it had stopped at this moment, and the curtain was rolled up, revealing Tang Yao's face that seemed to have the earthy smell of a coffin.

"Let's go!" Granling turned around and left.

A missionary beside him was puzzled: "My lord, Tang Yao has no power now, even if he gathers some family members, it will take a lot of time, is it necessary to be afraid of him?" ”

Graling's idea of killing him failed to materialize, and his heart was full of anger, causing one hand to tremble a little, but his tone was still light: "Do you think Tang Yao came here by chance?" ”

The missionary didn't understand: "Isn't it?" ”

Granling's voice couldn't help revealing a strong killing intent and said: "Of course not, this is not to be underestimated, through the suppression of the black hall, a lot of underground forces in Handan have been gathered, and the ghost lady of the black hall knows our actions well, so this Tang Yao will come, at this moment, they just don't want to fight with us so as not to be jealous of King Zhao, otherwise, there will be thousands of warriors pouring out of this street, or at least there will be no fewer people than us." ”

"I see, my lord is wise!" The missionary was shocked, and marveled at Granling's ability to judge.

Why don't you have the ability to see the beast behind the grass when the wind blows?

In Granling's smile, he was unconsciously three points more gloomy, but at this moment, the clouds and fog dissipated.

Mao Sui was saying, "Hey, the dignified Holy Horse Commander is really not doing his job." ”

Graling replied loudly: "Indeed, this is a bit unprofessional, it seems that Lord Ben should do something serious, presumably many people will give three points to an army like a missionary, and allow it to pass, I still go to Wei to have a look, by the way, five thousand cavalry, it's not too much, do you say?" ”

"Not much, not much." Mao Sui smiled dryly.

"It's not much, but you have fewer cavalry at your disposal, aren't you?" Granling chuckled again.

"Hey, Mao Sui can't even talk about you." Tang Yao said.

"It's not talking." Granling laughed, flicked his cloak, and left proudly.

Tang Yao and Mao Sui looked at each other, but there was nothing they could do.

Rourou finally cried out, grabbed Xingxing's arm and cried: "Xingxing, Xingxing......"

Zhang Tiantian said with beads of sweat on his forehead: "If there is salvation, there must be salvation......"

How did Zhang Jingtao know that Jialan Temple almost encountered a terrible catastrophe, but fortunately, he was haunted by the life of Jialan Temple waiting for Chen Jiaqi to appear, and made so many arrangements in advance.

For this, a little luck can be taken.

Luck is never simply waiting for God.

Although Granling's martial arts are high, the secret weapon kung fu is very ordinary.

When the star finally let go of his little fist and fell asleep, Zhang Tiantian didn't dare to hug the star out of joy, but just hugged Rourou tightly, for fear that his little sister would never be seen again.

If Zhang Jingtao sees this scene, he will definitely hug Rourou tightly.

In the past two weeks, Zhang Zheng's body has fully adapted to the martial arts of the Flood Wilderness, and for this reason, although he has been hindered by the enemy, he has also gained a strong confidence in his personal strength that he has never had before.

He already understood why his little master Chen Jiaqi was always so bold, and he was really bold.

In addition to his confidence, even though he heard the sound of fighting in front of him that day, he still quickly crossed the high slope in front of him, and then in a forest downhill, he saw a group of more than 100 masked men with imps embroidered on their clothes, fighting around more than a dozen samurai.

In the morning and evening scattered in the sparse forest, it can be clearly seen that among the dozen or so warriors, in addition to Yingtang, there are Bai Gang and Shi Bao, as well as Li Si.

Li Si's own martial arts skills are extremely strong, but he has been worried about the injuries he received before, and his face is gray, and he only dodges behind Yingtang.

Zhang Jingtao naturally didn't know that Li Si fell and injured his internal organs, otherwise, he would definitely tell Li Si that your kid's injury is actually not serious, and after two weeks of rest, it is already enough to support you in the fight.

Because no one alarmed his body when Li Si fell off the Great Wall, the tissue cells of Li Si's body had enough buffer time to recover.