In the last book, it was said that Huang Er's grandmother and Yang Cixia sneaked into the cellar under the manger together, and when they landed, they injured a fragrant disciple with a steel nail that changed from dark green soft gold.

Who knew that after the steel nail entered his body, the young disciple did not open his mouth and screamed, and he did not slowly fall down the root of the wall, like a lump of mud and wood erected under the mouth of the cellar.

Huang Er's grandmother, who failed to achieve success in one blow, was so angry that she urged the immortal arts, and was ready to rely on Xuanqing soft gold to defeat the enemy twice.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden "bang" behind Huang Er's grandmother.

But Yang Cixia, who had been following behind Huang Er's grandmother, was startled by Huang Er's previous silent action, and fell down from a place that was still five or six feet above the ground.

When Yang Cixia's body was still in the air, she took out the stainless steel dagger tucked in her boots, held it horizontally with her left hand, leaning three inches under her chin, and at the same time the cat's waist fell to the ground and was on guard, intending to support Huang Er's grandmother in front of her at any time.

It's just that the cellar hidden under the stable is full of darkness, so Yang Cixia, who can't see things secretly, can't control the direction of the jump and the landing posture, and one knee is about to hit the stone floor of the cellar, and suddenly there is a loud "bang".

The cellar was so silent that even a needle could be heard clearly on the ground, so the sound of Yang Cixia landing on the ground was particularly loud.

When Grandma Huang heard this, she screamed bitterly in her heart, and hurriedly took out all the seven Xuanqing soft gold left on her body, preparing to fight with those Smelling Fragrance disciples who were awakened from their sleep.

However, in the imagination of Huang Er's grandmother, the scene of those incense-smelling disciples who were so fearless of death that they pounced on them to fight to the death never appeared......

In Huang Er's grandmother's field of vision, the eleven incense-smelling disciples in this cellar had maintained their original posture, as if they had been immobilized by the Monkey King, and they remained motionless in their original positions.

At this time, I heard Yang Cixia forcibly calm and asked in a low voice behind me: "Chrysanthemum? What's going on inside? Where are the ideas hidden? ”

After listening to Yang Cixia's inquiry, Huang Er's grandmother couldn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood: "Ah Xia, you just made such a big move, even if you are deaf, you should be alarmed...... It's really strange, why are these people so calm? ”

It is said that Huang Er's grandmother waited with bated breath for a bag of cigarettes, but she never saw any reaction from the disciples hiding in the depths of the cellar to smell the incense.

Just when Huang Er's grandmother was suspicious, a cold and wet feeling suddenly came from her right paw, as if a sticky and thick liquid had overflowed her paw.

Huang Er's grandmother was stunned at first, and then leaned over to the ground to smell it, and suddenly a pungent smell of blood rushed to her nose.

Under the shock in her heart, Huang Er's grandmother hurriedly looked up to see the incense cultist who had been beaten with two gold nails by herself nearby.

I saw that the man was still in his previous position, sitting against the base of the wall, and even the direction of his head had not changed, but the pupils in these eyes had completely lost their previous spirituality and brilliance......

It turned out that the puddle of blood on the ground was flowing from the wound in the credue's chest...... If such a large pool of blood can flow from a person's body, he will have no physiology.

Thinking of this, Huang Er's grandmother's heart moved, and she immediately rushed to the depths of the cellar, and after a while, she turned back with a surprised face.

I never expected that the secret incense in the hands of the Smelling Fragrance Sect would have such a domineering 'stamina'.

The rest of the disciples were all awakened by the movement of Yang Cixia landing, but they could only stare in vain.

The pair of black eyes in these people's eye sockets turned like a spinning top that had been whipped hard, but they couldn't even move a finger!

Since the other party is so cooperative...... So what's polite?

So, Huang Er's grandmother led Yang Cixia (who can no longer see things secretly) into the depths of the cellar, stretched out her hand to search these incense disciples one by one, from head to toe, and soon found the goal of the two of them: although they were tightly wrapped in three layers of oilcloth and three layers outside, they knew what the morality was inside as soon as they touched it.

It stands to reason that since this self-owned thing has been snatched back, it should be anointed on the soles of your feet as soon as possible.

However, during the search process, Yang Cixia took out a half-foot-long fish intestine short sword from a sturdy Xiangxiang cultist.

Take it all and put it back again...... See a lot of outside.

So, in the spirit of 'hugging the grass and beating the rabbit, what is it', Yang Cixia smiled and stretched out her pink little hand to the remaining disciples.

Unexpectedly, these followers were poor one by one...... In addition to the gold and silver the size of two beans in one person's arms, there are more than a dozen green worms left to die, and even the guy who defends himself will not take advantage of it.

Hearing Huang Er's grandmother urging behind her, Yang Cixia secretly said "bad luck", threw the dozens of money boards in her hand and the broken gold beans on the ground, picked up the short sword and the oilcloth bag sealed with the 'Seven Tricks Exquisite Heart' in her hand, and touched it to the mouth of the cellar.

While groping outside, Yang Cixia couldn't help but sulk in her heart: "It's so bad that Chrysanthemum and I have been chasing you for more than two days, what can I do with two money bags in my arms?" I finally found a little gold, silver and copper plate, which was not in bloom and had to be thrown down for you, which really annoyed your aunt! ”

That time, the more Yang Cixia thought about it, the more angry she became, and she couldn't help but raise her leg and kick the ass of a Smelling Fragrance Sect lying on the ground with his face facing the wall: "Poor ghost! ”

However, under this kick, Yang Cixia was stunned in place...... It turns out that although the figure of this incense smelling cultist lying on the ground is not burly, this amount is really not light!

The whole person seemed to have taken root on the ground, and his whole body only shook gently with Yang Cixia's foot, and he didn't even turn over for this.

Seeing that the situation was different, Yang Cixia hurriedly lowered her body, and at the same time put her empty hand into her arms, took out a fire fold and brought it to her mouth and blew it gently.

"Whew", a flame the size of a bean grain trembled and appeared in the originally dark cellar.

With this faint light of fire, Yang Cixia found that the incense smelling cultist lying on the ground was pressed under his body...... No, it should be said that he used his two arms to wrap tightly around the metal bottle in his arms, which was more than a foot tall and not light.

Seeing that the disciple not only hugged the bottle in his arms tightly, but also seemed to lower his head and bite the mouth of the bottle with his mouth, Yang Cixia suddenly secretly said that he was lucky.

Fang Cai just hurriedly touched it with his hand in the dark, and found that there was nothing else on this person's back, so he let it go, but he almost missed the bottle...... Looking at the appearance of this person's tight embrace, could it be that this bottle is still a treasure? ”

However, just as Yang Cixia was holding the fire fold in her hand and pondering, a piece of unburned fire rope with a little spark spilled down from the fire fold and fell on the disciple holding the copper bottle.

Hearing a "boom", the disciple's body suddenly burst into a ball of fire the size of a fence, and then the whole person was shrouded in raging tongues of fire!