"No, let's look at the essence through the surface, I'll bet you on five packs of spicy strips, be careful that it is our ancestor Mo Jianxin, as for who the royal evil and the sword spirit are, we have to observe and observe."

Ask Cheng said his opinion, and was directly asked humble:

"You only dare to bet on five packs? I bet ten packs, if you are a woman, you don't have to be the Mo family, don't forget that Mo Jianxin is a sideline! Who knows whether it is a man or a woman in the side system, if you think about the poem on the stone tablet of the forbidden land, it is Mo Chou's heart to Mo Jianxin from the depths of his heart...... Nostalgia, I prefer to believe that she is mourning her childhood sweetheart, and grandma's long-term husband is not the cousin of the Mo family......"

Wen Qian was arguing with Wen Cheng, and he had already walked to the exit of the corridor, shouting at the two people:

"You can't get out, it's afternoon, and the sun is very good! What are you hiding behind and muttering, don't you have any kind eyes, criticizing the three of us? This kind of villain acts only done by unruly villains like you, and if there is a problem, you should stand generously in the sun......"

Carefully reprimanded the two brothers and sisters in the corridor, and he retreated to the outside of the corridor, and just stepped out of the corridor before he finished speaking, the scorpion guarding outside the corridor had raised the black huge scorpion pincer and smashed it carefully.

"Be careful!"

Wen Qian was not far from the Yongdao crossing, and after seeing the scorpion tongs, he shouted to remind him to be careful, snatched the bronze sword in Wen Cheng's hand and ran a few steps, pulled it over and carefully threw the sword out.

The blade pierced the scorpion pincer, and the huge scorpion pincer instantly turned into countless small scorpions that fell from the air and smashed on Wen Qian and Careful.

"Don't you like men?"

"That's a lie to you, I'm cowardly in order to make you die."

At this time, Wen Qian looked down at her with careful protection in his arms, and let the scorpion above his head continue to fall to his body without dodging, his eyes were full of caution at the moment.

The scorpion didn't give the two of them a chance to love each other, but just broke one scorpion claw, and the other scorpion claw followed and smashed over.

"Brother!"

Wen Cheng was still in a state of disconnection, and she didn't react to what had happened, which made Wen Qian suddenly become so infatuated, but when she saw that the other scorpion pincer was aimed at Wen Qian and was about to smash it, she still shouted to remind him to avoid it.

Careful also realized the danger, and quickly clapped his hands to stop the scorpion pincers, and just when he wanted to say something to Wen Qian, fog began to rise all over his body, and the cyan robe instantly turned into a dark blue caftan .

Edgeworth pushed away and asked, raised his hand and pointed, and the bronze sword that flew out of the pit flew back by itself, and was grabbed by Edgeworth's grasp of the hilt, jumped up with one foot, and stabbed it with a sword aimed at the scorpion pincers.

Countless scorpions smashed on Wen Qian's body, and Wen Qian looked up at Yu Kenxin's figure in a daze, and Wen Cheng, who ran out of the corridor, quickly pulled Wen Qian to escape.

The deep pit outside the corridor had already collapsed into a slope due to the destruction of the giant scorpion, and Wen Cheng saw that Yu Kenxin was still slashing the scorpion, and quickly pulled Wen Qian to climb out.

The two of them ran wildly towards the path on the left, running five or six hundred meters before gradually slowing down and adjusting their breath.

"Brother, were you stupid just now? Look at your forehead, you are taller than Yongdao and run to the hero to save the beauty, she is a sword spirit! You can't kill it with a pair of pincers. ”

As he spoke, he sat on the ground, took off the backpack on his back, and took out the alcohol cotton in it.

"Wipe it yourself, that rubbing of the hairline is obviously two centimeters higher, why are you not afraid of baldness at all now. I remember that some people were still at home the night before yesterday, soaking their feet and drinking wolfberry and red date tea, threatening to go to bed early and get up early to maintain health and prevent premature baldness. ”

"It was a pure accident, I was like being hit by an evil spirit, looking at the careful to be attacked by the scorpion pincers, I couldn't bear to rush out, I didn't expect the wall of the road to be so hard, so much rubble, now I know that the pain can be no regret medicine in this world, don't make fun of me."

Wen Qian took the alcohol cotton, took the initiative to show weakness and stop talking mouths, he reached out and touched the position of the wound and wiped it with alcohol cotton, and Wen Qian, who was in pain every time he wiped it, gasped, and secretly regretted it in his heart, what could he do just now, like a fool, he turned bald and had his own salary, and even a hair transplant was not enough.

The wound was almost cleaned, and Qian asked Orange to help him find a band-aid: "Sister, do you still have a band-aid in the bag?" The enlarged kind. ”

"Yes, do you want Mickey Mouse or Pluto? And Donald Duck's. Wen Cheng took out a box of Band-Aids from his bag, opened it and saw that it was cartoonish, and took out a few for Wen Qian to choose for himself.

"Cartoon? I clearly remember that my mother was selling an increased waterproof band-aid, and I just placed an order, is this still my own mother, even my own son. ”

"Haha, this is a cartoon plus waterproof band-aid, you didn't see the word cartoon yourself." Ask Orange couldn't help but pound his mountaineering bag and laugh wildly.

"That's it, just post one, anyway, it's either a mouse or a duck, it's all something to make children happy, and I'm ashamed to post anything as an adult." Wen Qian complained and squatted down to ask Wen Cheng to help him put it on.

"Not necessarily, you can also choose a dog." As he spoke, he put Pluto on his head.

"That's it, let's continue to set off and find a way back to the Mo family's ancestral home, I'm already hungry, and I'll have a big meal when I get back to the Mo family."

Ask Orange to put a band-aid, pat it on the door of Wen Qian's head, put it back on his backpack and stood up and continued to walk towards the road on the left.

"I've seen enough, grandma can't care about our food at all! It's like this morning, you can take us away, but you have to let us get the deed sword and go back...... Wait, ask Orange, although we have the deed sword, but we threw the bronze sword into the pit, the sword spirit is alone with himself to fight the scorpion, let's go back like this, grandma will definitely let us come back to get the sword. ”

Wen Qian suddenly remembered what was going on and wanted to go back to get the sword, but was grabbed by Wen Cheng.

"It's enough to have the small one in your pocket, and the big one is so fierce, if you go crazy, let's all explain it to this forest, who will provide for your parents."

As he was talking, Qian Qian raised his finger and pointed behind him, signaling him to turn around and look, and he slowly turned his head to see that a gray-haired mouse the size of a child of five or six years old was jumping down from a tree, staring at him hostilely with blood-red eyes.

"What are you afraid of, it's just a big mouse, maybe you're afraid of us, you can pick up a branch and fly it."

"yes, keep your eyes open and look into the canopy nearby."

Wen Qian stretched out his hand and lifted Wen Cheng's head up, Wen Cheng looked at the lush canopy on both sides of the path, every few short distances, there would be a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him, look at it for a long time, the dense red seems to suck your soul in, the creepy feeling makes people unconsciously frightened, and his legs begin to weaken and he can't take a step at all.

"I'll go! Return, we must go back, protecting the bronze ancient sword is to protect the heritage of the Mo family's ancient tomb, in case grandma goes one day, we can also hand over the ancient sword to the state, and everyone is responsible for protecting cultural relics! ”

asked Orange to be stunned, and immediately turned his head and changed his face at the speed of light and changed his face and said that he wanted to go back.

"Wow, sister, your consciousness is so high, but when you say this, can you stop your legs from trembling?"

"Huh...... It's like you can take a step, the two of us are half a catty to eight taels, and we can't open our legs! ”

In the face of Qian Qian's ruthless debunking, Wen Orange fought back at the speed of light.