"You, you're not Old Man Xia at all!" Yang Fan's long knife stabbed directly into the throat of the "End of Summer Book".

On the river, the book of the end of summer seized a glimmer of opportunity, soared into the sky, and fought for his life. The real end-of-summer book is like a blue bird, winged like a cloud hanging from the sky. The surface of the river is rippling, hitting the rocks on the shore, setting off several zhang waves. There is no fear in the end of summer, and he can farm in the countryside for decades, just to forget the past and present life, and wait for decades, what else can sharpen such confidence.

The green snake gives birth to wings and turns into a bird, and its name is a snake, and it makes a sound of rock. The "Book of the End of Summer" behind Yang Fan let out a strange chirp, and instantly drifted away, turning into a cyan giant python. The big waves lifted the sky, and at the end of summer, the book looked solemn, stepped on the river, and rose to the sky. The sound of the water is deafening. A thunderbolt fell from the sky, splitting the heavenly spirit.

At the end of the summer, a mouthful of blood gushed out and roared: "Thief God, I don't believe it! Soaring into the sky, the shadow of the big python in the sky gave birth to four wings and made a sound of rock. Biting towards the right shoulder of the end of the summer book, the right shoulder of the end of the summer book was instantly blurred with flesh and blood, and the red flesh turned out. The river is still deafening, the breath of the book at the end of summer is disordered, the eyes are full of unwillingness, the river fog has not dispersed, and the book at the end of summer is panting, at this time, he really came to Yang Fan's side.

The wound on his right shoulder, bloody and tangy, was very terrifying. At the end of summer, Shu's breath gradually stabilized, he opened his eyes and said, "Thank you." ”

"Thanks? Thank me for what? ”

Yang Fan asked with some confusion.

"If you hadn't seen the flaws in this snake god, I'm afraid I would have died in the belly of the fish."

"The fake end-of-summer book just now, my ancestors were told to me. Is that the god you invited? ”

Summer End Book nodded, his face a little pale. "That's right, Snake God. The flesh pleases God. Sure enough, it's a taboo. I didn't expect it to be true. ”

"Taboo? What else did you try, senior? ”

At the end of the summer, the blood from Shu's wound had stopped, and he nodded weakly, and said: "There is a rumor in the rivers and lakes that if the flesh invites God, if you can't control it, you will be eaten back, exhaust your internal strength and die." The reason why the snake was able to transform into my appearance just now and wanted to kill you was fortunately seen through by you. I was able to find out the flaw of the snake god and kill it desperately. ”

He asked with some trepidation, "Since he has taken on my form, how do you see his flaws?" ”

"He also fantasized about deceiving me, since he was lying to me, it seems that he was looking for the image in my mind, but unfortunately, the scene he showed was seen through by me at a glance, and it was not true." That thing. If it was really an oriental four-clawed dragon, it would be difficult for Yang Fan to believe that much, and he would also import a western two-winged dragon to come out, who would he scare.

The question is. When he turned his head for the first time to read the book of the end of summer, there was not the slightest fear in his eyes. To know. It was a dragon that had never appeared in any of the statues of the Eastern gods, but it was so ordinary in the eyes of the book at the end of summer. This made Yang Fan even more convinced that it was a fake end-of-summer book.

"Haha, a blessing in disguise. It seems that I am still very lucky. I found you here this time, and I really didn't find a mistake. Tongtian Realm, it's still not that simple. ”

Dongfang Jiangxiao, the old man took Yang Fan and returned to the ship silently.

"If I don't cause trouble these days, I may not be able to do it. Please God has consumed too much internal energy, I will retreat for seven days, and if I get to the place and I don't wake up, you will leave. I'm going to come to you, and I'm going to come to you. "After the end of the summer book was finished, he went into the cabin, and tonight he was indeed injured internally, and the god who invited him injured himself, and if it was passed out, it could only be said that he had gone mad.

However, Yang Fan really didn't expect that the end of the summer book, which was so kind on the surface, turned out to be the singing snake among the ancient beasts. He couldn't help but think that if he could invite God, what kind of things would he invite to come out, but this ethereal thing was far away from him, Yang Fan also looked at this matter very lightly, and would not deliberately work hard, and would go through ten sections of brocade every day as usual, sometimes delayed because of the priority of things, let alone deliberately self-improvement of internal strength, there is no such thing.

After being tossed by the old man for a night, he was also exhausted, so he hurriedly plunged into the cabin and went to sleep.

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In the darkness before dawn, some people have already slept, but some have not yet slept.

A mist floated in the mountains, and in the faint haze, a figure stood beside the dying old man. The old man's voice was a little low, "Leave me alone, let me go." ”

Gamble Jiu smiled, didn't say anything, and sat down leaning on a rock. The mountain fog was wet and thick, but Gamble Jiu looked very enjoyable, as if this air could calm his trembling body slightly. Gamble Jiu did not reply to the old man's plea, but sat down on the side and enjoyed the darkest night view.

"At the beginning, my poor master begged you like this." Gambling Jiu squinted slightly, but his lips squirmed, and he spit out some past things that had been rotten in his heart and had not been churned for many years. "I saw that night, in order to force my master to tell you what was in your hands, you unloaded my master's legs and hands one by one. You know, that night, I endured. It is said that my bet on nine fingers was cut off after losing the bet, and to tell you, it was bitten off by Lao Tzu that night! ”

Hou Tianying's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that after watching the tragic scene that night, for a teenager, he had endured it for ten years, and he had endured it by his side for so long, and even he didn't realize that gambling nine had two hearts. He has always been known as his master's old friend, and he took in Gamble Jiu, which is like getting a fortune in the palm of his hand.

The fog was a little thick, and the gambling nine sitting on the stone muttered: "Now, I also want you to taste the taste of my master's night, what do you think?" ”

"Me! Gambling nine, Lord Eagle has not been thin on you all these years, you can't be like this......"

"You're not thin on me? Hehe, all you want is the palm of your hand! The firewood knife was raised, and Gamble Jiu's thin body stood up and said, "Now I have the ability." The master said that if you have an overnight feud and hurt your money and feelings, you will be avenged! ”

The firewood knife finally fell, but it was just a knife to understand this Hou Tianying.

The sky was getting brighter, and the fog was finally thinning. Finally, the first rays of sunlight pierced the fog mantle powerfully, forming a pale golden pillar of light, and Gamble Jiu washed the woodknife and returned to the back greenhouse of the manor. Nowadays, there are more than ten such greenhouses. The dog rubbed his eyes, "Brother Jiu, what are you doing so early?" ”

"Chopping wood!"

"Oh." The dog went to the back to get breakfast.

He didn't know that in the black language, chopping wood means killing. (To be continued......)