If Lu Yi could help deliver a word, if Bai Mao could give the tea house a diàn huà, maybe things wouldn't have happened, but there was no if, only the result, Zhang Xiaojie died, and died on the bed of the cow's struggle.

And the person who killed her was actually "Niu Struggle", and the peach blossom tribulation calculated by the sour old Sibu turned out to be fulfilled in this way.

In fact, not long after Niu Struggle was arrested, another "Niu Struggle" swaggered back to the tea house.

Even Sour Lao Xi didn't recognize it, perhaps, he was really old.

When "Niu Struggle" entered the door, he also asked: "Why did you come back so early, white hair?" ”

"He and Xu Sanye went to chase the ghost, but people thought I was in the way and didn't let me follow. In fact, he was embarrassed, after I cut off the head of the ghost, who would have thought that people were not as unbearable as he said, he and Xu Sanye were stunned. "The voices are all so similar.

"Which one is easy to catch, he is not there, Xu Sanye is a ghost general at most, and it is normal that he can't catch it at once. Come back in a while, Nicol don't laugh at others, after all, Xu Sanye is a person with status, don't lose the face of others. ”

"Yes!"

After saying that, he went upstairs.

When it was finally discovered, Zhang Xiaojie was lying on the bed of Niu Struggle, with the bone knife of the dragon soldier inserted in her abdomen, and her face was full of disbelief, and she could only see three words in her eyes, why.

The people in the tea house didn't even notice what was happening, and even this scene was discovered by the dragon soldiers who came in a panic.

The knife is the knife of the dragon soldier, even if it is given to Niu Struggle, it is still his knife, because it is the dragon bone drawn from his body, no matter when and where, the knife is connected to him in the same vein.

He was cultivating, and his heart suddenly trembled, and he actually felt a faint pain. At that moment, he knew something was wrong. He is the guardian saint, and his sword has never killed evil demons and outsiders, and has never been stained with innocent blood. The reason why he gave the knife to Niu Struggle was also because he believed that Niu Struggle was the same kind of person as him.

But today I suddenly felt so strange, and I immediately understood that his knife was stained with innocent blood, and the pain in his heart came from the self-blame of the thought of mercy.

So he hurried to the Dao Tea House, but it was too late.

Zhang Xiaojie's body is still warm, and the knife did not hit the vital point, but the person will definitely not be able to save it. Because Zhang Xiaojie is a mortal and that knife is a divine soldier, Zhang Xiaojie's soul has been completely dispersed, and the shell left behind will not be cold for long.

There was a note left next to the bed: she thought that the person who killed her until she died was the person she loved the most, the Dao Tea Society, but Erer.

The dragon soldier silently pulled out the knife and sealed the blade with mana, after all, it was a god, and the wound disappeared in an instant, as if nothing had happened. But so what, the soul is long gone.

Ning Yiyu was still sleeping, Long Bing had already checked, she was unscathed, and she blew a fairy breath, and the girl slept more soundly.

Sour Lao Xi seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, his eyes were dull, as if he was blaming himself, as if he was confused, and he couldn't say clearly. After a long time, he said to the tiger boy, "Go contact Bai Mao and that stinky boy." ”

The tiger boy's face was as long as a donkey, and he gritted his teeth and went out to fight diàn huà.

"You're still old!" Long Bing's head tilted slightly, and he said with a sour old man.

"Recognized?" The sour old West accent suddenly changed.

"I didn't last see you, I went to the sky some time ago, I met an old friend, he said to tell me, don't blame him for not keeping a secret for you, he's just worried about you."

"It's old, it's not as old as a dog, the old dog can still watch the door, I'm useless. The thief walked by in front of my eyes, and he didn't know it, ridiculous, pathetic, and lamentable! He tried his best to control his twitching facial nerves and try to calm himself.

"Lao Ji bears a thousand pounds, I understand your thoughts, I admire Mr. Heroes also have twilight days, don't take it to heart. ”

"No, I have to take it to heart, I don't even recognize my own apprentice, what face do I have to be a master." Speaking of this, Sour Lao Xi smiled reluctantly, very bitter and astringent.

"Grandma Riqiu's legs, cow dung is still in the detention center, there is no way to kill the white hair, I am planning to find the dragon master. So who is the person who came in just now, and how is it the same as cow dung? Tiger Boy didn't stumble at all, he only did this when he was really angry.

"He's a master! No, certainly not people. Long Bing said lightly.

"No, I can't bear this breath, I'll chase him, let me catch him, whether he's a human or a god, I can't eat him raw." After the tiger boy finished speaking, he rushed out directly.

Neither Sour Laoxi nor the dragon soldiers stopped it, they knew that they couldn't stop it.

"This is a game, coming at you and me." Long Bing said.

"It's coming earlier than I thought, I'm still a teenager, I don't know what the future holds." Lao Xi'er said worriedly.

"Now it's his business, it's not your life anymore, whether it's an eagle or a sparrow, you won't know until you fly. I'm very optimistic about him. ”

Sour Lao Xi shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Not necessarily, it's too difficult." ”

"Damn, old man, what's going on?" was chatting, and suddenly heard someone shouting outside, it was Bai Mao back.

"I'm dead, I hope you 。。。。。。" Sour Lao Xi turned his head and said to Long Bing.

"Clear!"

Bai Mao rushed in and went straight to the second floor, when he saw Zhang Xiaojie lying on the bed, he slapped his thigh hard, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Damn! ”

"Who did it?" The white-haired eyebrows said to the sour old man.

"I don't know, let alone him." Long Bing said.

Sour Lao Xi briefly talked about what happened in the tea house, and after Bai Mao listened, his white hair exploded: "Old man, are you blind, we have been together for almost two years, and you can't even recognize cow dung?" Yes? ”

This sentence was very sad, and Lao Xi'er stopped talking.

"What's the roar, if you had contacted them earlier, why would it be like this?" Long Bing said politely.

"I 。。。。。。 Hey, it's over, wait for that stinky boy to come back, you can't be angry. Brother Long, is there any way to get the soul back, this girl was the wife of that kid in her previous life, and seeing each other in this life is cause and effect. If it is gone like this, he is afraid that he will not be able to cultivate it in this life. Bai Mao said worriedly.

"There are more than 3,000 pieces of broken souls, and they have already drifted to the Eight Desolations of the Western Sea, if they can be found so easily, the Three Realms will be in chaos long ago." Bai Mao was also helpless, so angry that he sat directly on it, and kept smashing his fists on the ground.

Sour Lao Xi wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

"I'm back, Bai Mao, where did I die, I don't care if I really leave my mother."

When the three of them heard this, their eyes widened at the same time, and it was actually the sound of a cow struggling.

"Damn, I still want to kill a horse gun, damn" Bai Mao picked up the bone knife at the head of the bed, and when he went out, he saw that it was indeed a "cow struggle", and he thought that he was slow to take the stairs, so he jumped directly from the second floor.

There was not a word of nonsense, and he stabbed directly at the "cow struggle".

(End of chapter)