"Brother Tiger, are you okay?" Han Ping hoped that the tiger could pull out all the souls in these corpse puppets, so that these corpse puppets would all be destroyed. c eight 'c eight' c read 'c book', .■.o↑

Said it very lightly, Brother Tiger directly twisted his head to the side, he refused to answer this question, Han Ping also understood that he was thinking badly, if Brother Tiger had this ability, he would have done it a long time ago, and he still needed to ask for it?

Looking at the tiger's reaction, Han Ping knew that it was unreliable, so there was only one choice left!

"Why don't we run away, just go to the cross slope and shake the pot."

Han Ping didn't want to put it on another person at the scene, Jiao Si was also very speechless, the way of the soul is so easy to get? You must know about the way of the soul, he knows that the people of the underworld have this ability, but the problem is that the Huangquan underworld is such an unfathomable place, he has to have a chance if he wants to know it.

"Why don't you run away, leave as soon as possible with Xiaodouzi, and when you get to the cross slope, someone will naturally clean them up, so why should I wade into troubled waters?" He said to himself as if to strengthen his determination to escape, and then ······.

"No, it seems that someone gave orders to shoot arrows before, but now people are no more, death is definitely not that simple, can it be said that he hid or ran? I'm afraid I'm hiding to wait for the opportunity to fight back, and if I run away, it's even more terrifying, wouldn't it be to call a helper? No, I need to run! ”

Jiao Si thought of these serious consequences and then resolutely slipped away.

"I don't know what's going on over there Jiao Ye, I really want to go and see it." Xiaodouzi was lying in place bored, in order to reduce the chance of being discovered, not to mention that it was really difficult to be found in the grass alone, but that was just for ordinary people. 9 8 9 8 9 Read] 9 Books, .2 ≧ ↗

Just when he was thinking wildly, he suddenly found that the ground not far away was rising, and then a very ugly man appeared, how to say, this person looks like he is extremely ugly, and it is quite disgusting, and it belongs to the type that wants to fight at a glance.

"Fortunately, Lao Tzu ran fast, and he was almost shot into a porcupine, damn the hundred horsemen, damn Han Ping, you wait for me······ Alas, let's think about how to explain this to the actor first, everything is lost, I hope they can't find a way to destroy the corpse puppet, otherwise I will really die······ Hello, little trash fish. ”

I saw that he suddenly pulled out the bishou and said mockingly.

Xiaodouzi listened to his self-talk very seriously, but he didn't expect that this person suddenly took out a handful of bishou and nailed it in front of him, Xiaodouzi's face turned white, he knew that he had been discovered, this kind of person who is not a good person at first glance, what if he kills himself? I don't think I've heard something I shouldn't have heard.

"Wow, spare my life, uncle, spare my life, I'm just a beggar with nowhere to go, I can't hear anything, please don't kill me, uncle!!"

Xiaodouzi almost shouted again with his throat, the purpose was very simple, in addition to distracting himself and begging for mercy, he also wanted to attract Jiao Si's attention and let his most admired Jiao Ye save him.

As if he had been attacked by a sudden subwoofer, the ugly man covered his ears and frowned and kicked out.

Little Bean's voice was interrupted, and after flying upside down for a few meters, he spat out a mouthful of blood, but the ugly man obviously didn't want to let him go.

"Boy, complain about your own bad life, this barren mountain can also meet your pangolin uncle, if you hear something you shouldn't hear, then you can only kill you, after all, only the dead can keep secrets······ Oh no, not even the dead, you have to burn your corpse in one go. ”

No one knows the real name of the ugly pangolin uncle, only that he is good at making holes, and he used to be a master of tomb robbing, but then he disappeared somehow, and when he reappeared, it was already like this.

Looking at the dying little beggar in front of him, his mood was much more relaxed, and the anger of being beaten by Han Ping before and not being able to find the north also disappeared a lot, as for the little beggar who was dying, he could only blame him for his bad life.

The pangolin was about to go up to mend the knife and then burn the corpse, at this moment there was a sound of breaking the air in his ears, and at this time he turned his head to see that it was a dead end, and he immediately decided to roll on a donkey and dodge it, and when he looked back, he was a guy dressed like a farmer with a sickle in his hand.

Although the scythe is a little bigger, the pangolin is not afraid at all, he is a cultivator, is he still afraid that he will not be able to do a farming?

"You wounded him!"

Looking at the little bean whose life and death were unknown on the ground, Jiao Si said coldly, the cold in his tone was terrifying, but it was a pity that the pangolin only thought it was his anger, what could people without strength do when they were angry? Isn't it a head-giving away?

"Wounded?? No, no, no, it's to kill, I'm going to burn his body, since you're here, let you burn it, now, either burn his body, or I'll kill you! ”

Pangolin said with a wicked taste that he likes this feeling of persecution, and he will always be happy from the bottom of his heart when he sees other people helpless and helpless to do what he wants.

"I choose, kill you!" The sickle swung and the whole person jumped and slashed at the other party, to be honest, this move is stupid, but it can't stand it handsome, so many people like to use it, anyway, pangolins can't look down on such moves.

The pangolin looked at the farmer Jiao Si with interest, and after seeing his movements, he casually raised the claw blade in his hand to block the opponent's sickle, and after sensing the opponent's strength, his expression became even more contemptuous, it turned out to be a spicy chicken!

It's just that when he was about to say sarcasm, he saw the smile on Jiao Si's face, and he didn't understand what was going on in his hair, and then ······ He understood.

The other party's scythe knew that it was holding it, but why did it still hurt itself? And the scar is connected to the back and heart, which means that this knife is cut diagonally, and it is actually going to cut him in half?

"No, you're also a cultivator?" The pangolin was shocked, he actually met a cultivator, and he was much more powerful than himself!.

"You think that's the end of it? Hmph, naïve, it's in my hands to hook the soul and kill me, let's harvest the horcruxes! ”

After Jiao Si shouted, the pangolin on the opposite side suddenly stopped, his heart beat hard a few times and then he directly languished, the pangolin looked at all this in disbelief, he was a cultivator, how could he die so easily? I obviously held the other party's scythe, this guy is hanging! He was not convinced!

Thinking like this, suddenly Jiao Si's Horcrux shone brightly, and the souls from the pangolin's body were released one by one, and then all entered Jiao Si's scythe, which frightened Jiao Si. 11. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Datang Farm Unparalleled Literature" for free for the first time.