Bai Hu looked at Jiang Haojie with a cold face, and looked at Jiang Haojie from above: "You want to know, then take it!"

Pick up?!

Jiang Haojie squinted, the man in front of him was a fierce opponent, and his strength was only higher than him. If the war starts, it will be a vicious battle. His mind is not on this now, what he wants is all the treasures and spiritual flowers and plants in the Land of Inheritance.

The most important thing is the amethyst in the hands of Feng Xinya, the inheritor of Nuwa.

He doesn't want to fight with the God of Killing now, and when he fights for the treasure, there will be a dragon fight, and she must preserve her strength.

Li Xiao looked at Jiang Hao and didn't make a move for a long time, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he became even more ruthless:

He didn't leave Zhang Haojie room to think, and the whole person rushed towards Jiang Haojie like a cannonball.

If you don't want to fight, then let me strike first.

Jiang Haojie was full of anger, and he couldn't wait to poke the troublesome man in front of him into a hole.

Nana bear!

Why was he specifically selected in this way?

The two quickly fought to one place, and the grass and trees were lifted, and they fluctuated with the trembling spirit.

Jiang Haojie was provoked by Lixiao, and in addition, in the land of inheritance, there was a formation to defend, but he did not look like he was shrinking in the Taihang Mountain. Hit the real fire, and the shot will be ruthless.

The curses issued by the catastrophe were layer after layer, and the fierce spiritual power fluctuations caused the resonance of politics and law, and the aura of the dead spirit poured out, joining Jiang Haojie's curse, and the power of the curse suddenly increased by three times, and the white tiger came to fight head-on.

As soon as Xiao's heart jumped, there was only an afterimage left in the air, which was inserted from the right side, avoiding the power of the curse, and the big fist hit Jiang Haojie directly in the face.

"Bang ......"

Jiang Haojie suddenly felt that his nose had collapsed. When I raised my hand and touched it, the red and glamorous nosebleed was stained with blood, which was very dazzling.

Li Xiao didn't accompany Jiang Haojie to be stunned, hit a punch and come again, punching to the flesh.

Jiang Haojie bared his teeth in pain, reacted in an instant, and fought back violently.

The spiritual power fluctuated and swept away the turf remnants and trees, attacking the people watching the excitement.

"Damn, why are they coming towards us?"

"Hurry back, get out of the way!"

The master's tricks are not a joke, and if one is not good, he will implicate himself. The purpose of their trip is not to fight with others.

They want treasures, they want spiritual things!

"Look, there are spirit fruits and spirit plants there, grab them!"

During the period of time when Li Xiao and Jiang Haojie were going to talk, the fluctuation of spiritual power attracted the attention of many people, and many people rushed here.

Looking at Qiao Yi and the others again, they are picking spiritual fruits in the spiritual field, where do they still have the heart to watch the excitement?

That's what we want!

The mixing of several forces fought because of the snatching of the spirit planting spirit fruit.

The spiritual power fluctuations are even more fierce, and the formations in this area are faintly difficult to suppress. The breath of life and the qi of the dead that had been trapped took the opportunity to swim away, and they also began a tear.

Jiang Haojie was full of grievances. Bastard, everyone else is grabbing treasures, but he is still fighting with this bastard who came out of nowhere, is this deliberately dragging him down?

"Du Heng, is the White Tiger okay over there?" An Ding finished his cultivation, and his mighty body looked straight at the direction of the White Tiger's battle.

"There is no one yet, which means that he can cope with it. This time, let it loosen up and loosen it quickly, otherwise we will suffer later. "When that guy can't hold back, he will definitely fight him, or Xuanwu, they don't have time to do pointless entanglements now.

Killing the gods is still left to those who come behind to enjoy.

Si Tong raised his eyelids and lowered them again, and the afterglow skimmed the cow's book.

The children can be taught!

If she hadn't been able to persist in cultivating in this way every day, her strength would have improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time.

Hey, it's just fun, and I can't control my temperament.

Du Heng was right. The white tiger is an ancient killing god, and he has always been the only one who abuses people. You put your heart back in your belly. Si Tong lowered his eyes and said, and the sleepy insect fell asleep. No worries.

The Living Corpse King let out a low roar and looked back at the solid stone wall. If his eyes could see, his gaze would burn like the sun.

It was a kind of fanatical worship and devotion that went deep into the marrow.

It can no longer be seen on the people of modern Hefeng Village, but it is vividly expressed in the living corpse king.

That was the result of Nuwa Niangniang's hands and eyes in the ancient wilderness.

Feng Yixiu set up a stove in the courtyard, and a piece of Chinese medicine was fried on the stove.

The old village chief Feng Zhu was sick, and the whole person was dying without the slightest energy.

His legs were no longer able to support him, let alone walk, and he could no longer stand even with a cane.

After some deliberation last night, many people decided to leave Zephyr Village this morning. They like the lively city, they like the bustling life, they like friends to party, and they also travel to the sea together......

They don't want to be confined to this square inch for the rest of their lives.

Their children and grandchildren don't want it either.

With the reform and opening up in the past ten years, Hefeng Village has had many daughters who marry outside. After getting married, it was very difficult to return to Waokamura. It's rare for a family to have a reunion dinner a year, and if they don't solve the things here and go out, at least they can be safe.

With Feng Xinya, it's just a blessing and a curse.

Blessings, they can earn it with their families, but woe comes at the cost of their lives.

They don't want their relatives to leave them one by one, because everyone has a different name in their hearts.

"Grandpa, get up and drink the medicine. You must hold on until Xinya returns. ”

Feng Nanxi has relatives in his heart, he has not closed his eyes since the day before yesterday, his heart is tired, tired to the extreme, but numb.

"Yaya, Yaya......" Wind Candle called softly.

Yes, he has to wait for Feng Xinya to come back, waiting for the child who was raised single-handedly.

God knows, he really can't bear it.

For more than ten years, they have relied on each other, regarded each other as close relatives, and only thought that the other party could be safe.

"Grandpa, drink the medicine. Yaya may be able to go home tomorrow. ”

I don't know where Yaya has gone in the past two days? I can't get in touch with my mobile phone for half a day. I used to send messages and call every once in a while.

His heart was even more troubled. Don't let anything happen.

"I drink, I drink. Wind Candle, panting weakly.

He waits, he must be able to wait until Yaya comes back, he has a lot to say to the little girl.

Feng Nanxi helped the old man sit up, put two pillows behind his back, and slowly fed the medicine spoonful.

Feng Yixiu pushed the door in, looked at the state of the wind candle first, and gave Feng Nanxi a thin booklet in his hand.

"These are the people who are leaving. Feng Yixiu said softly.

Feng Nanxi made a shushing gesture and motioned for Feng Yixiu not to speak.

The old man's ears are very good, and he can hear the wind and grass. Probably expecting Yaya to return, all eyes focused on hearing the familiar footsteps.

The two of them sat down on chairs in the hall except for the door.

"There are more than 20 people leaving. Feng Yixiu pressed his lips, his face was not very good.

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