I asked Jiro Fukiishi, where is the man who entered the battle before us?

Fukishi Erlang pointed to the fat man who was bleeding from the seven orifices: "You have to ask my eldest brother about this, we are all helping, and I don't know anything about what happened in the formation." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

No way! Do you want me to exert my humanitarian spirit and save this culprit first and then kill it?

This kind of thing that is detrimental to yin morality, how can it be done by me personally.

I threw my eyes at the cow for help, wanting him to do it for me.

Who knew that he waved his hand again and again, and the teacher had never taught him this knowledge.

I turned my head to Fukishi Jiro again, they are also foreign Jianghu people, so they must have some skills to save themselves. As the saying goes: If a person is drifting in the rivers and lakes, how can he not be knifed, a small injury cannot be cured, and he will die sooner or later.

But he directly repudiated my opinion by shaking his head. Fukishi Jiro told me that there are three brothers, each with a division of labor, and medical treatment is the exclusive responsibility of Fukishi Saburo, and he takes care of the three brothers' major injuries and illnesses.

I'd love to ask, but what about your exclusive duties? Is it whistleblowing and explaining?

Time was pressing, and I was worried that Wei Minglie would be in danger, so I had to reluctantly use the skills of Yu Tao and Worm to restore Ichiro Fukiishi's seriously damaged internal organs to a barely functioning state, and pull him back from the brink of life and death.

After Ichiro Fukiishi regained his senses, he bowed down to me, but it startled me again, thinking that he was trying to carry out some kind of conspiracy, and almost killed me again. Fukishi Jiro next to him hurriedly explained: He is the founder of the formation, and he is closely related. I broke the law, closed the formation, and directly submitted him. Even if the formation is lifted by me, he will always serve me as his master.

Okay, there's another little follower. However, listening to Erlang's meaning, the loyalty of this new servant should still be quite high, and he doesn't have to worry about stabbing his hands when he uses it.

Unconsciously, in my heart, the title of these people has also changed substantially.

I reached out and picked up Ichiro Fukiishi and told him that he didn't have to make the big salute and that he was careful to pull on the wound that had not yet healed......

After a brief gesture of favor and loyalty, I digressed the conversation and asked him if he had arrested anyone else before we came and where he had been sent.

"I'm sorry, master, I didn't know he was your friend", Fukiishi Ichiro looked guilty, "He has lost his mind and is not suitable to stay in the formation, so I ...... him It's out of the line. ”

"And how can I meet him?" I asked, "Do you want to break this formation first?" ”

"That's not necessary," Fukiishi Ichiro stood up, trying to stabilize his figure, "Since you want to see him now, I'll summon him back." ”

Although he spoke lightly, it didn't seem to be an easy job.

After Fukishi Ichiro spat out five mouthfuls of blood in a row, and his face became as ugly as a blank piece of paper, he didn't summon Wei Minglie back. The commentator Fukishi Jiro also explained to me in time: Because this formation is now under my control, he didn't enter or leave the formation once, and he had to be hurt by my strong willpower once, and he really couldn't bear it.

This guy, why bother.

I said that I was so guilty, I just withdrew the formation, and I didn't need it anyway.

Don't you know that your identity has changed? No longer my enemy, but my servant. If you are injured for no reason, my master will lose face. In the future, at any time, your face will have to make way for my face.

I used the method I heard from Fukishi Jiro before to withdraw the formation.

Where he landed, there were rubble and rubble on the ground. The scene around me tells me that we are now standing on top of the ruins of the previous villa.

Fukishi Jiro was about to explain again, but I stopped him with his eyes. If it's bright today, I don't want to invite irrelevant people, what if I accidentally hurt innocent people, the bad guys here should all run away with Inoue.

I looked around, but I didn't see Wei Minglie, but I found the big black coffin, which was hidden in the rubble.

It was a big surprise, I always thought it was caught up by the mirror array.

I hurriedly walked over and patted the lid of the coffin gently to say hello.

This time, it didn't respond to me, and it didn't even move.

Could it be that it was seriously injured? It's just that if this coffin is sick, who should I go to help heal it?

I carefully removed all the rubble that surrounded the coffin, trying to find its wounds.

But before my hand touched it, the black coffin rubbed and jumped into the air, spun so fast that I was dizzy to see it.

I didn't have a look, pointed to the black coffin, and asked Niu Fang: "Can you bring this guy back first?" ”

Niu Fang smiled and nodded: "It's no problem for me to open the passage, as long as you push it in!" ”

In other words, in the end, I have to do it myself!

My speed seems to be a little bit worse than the black coffin that is serious and turns his face and denies me!

Probably seeing my embarrassment, Fukishi Jiro couldn't help but speak again. This time, I didn't stop him.

Niu Fang quickly translated, and he suggested that I directly use the formation to subdue the black coffin. This Fantasy Array is suitable for any conscious object, as long as I can hold the array.

This guy, why do you have to add one last sentence.

My willpower, compared to ordinary humans, is naturally far superior. But if it is ...... with this coffin To be honest, I don't have any confidence at all, and I even wonder if this is something that has been made into a finished product, will it feel? Isn't its willpower infinite?

And, I don't think I can face it, and in the end, like Ichiro Blowing Stone, I recognize the end of a black coffin as the master.

So, I hesitated.

At this moment, Ichiro Fukiishi woke up, he raised his eyes to look at the black coffin hovering in the sky, and hummed softly. Because the voice was too small, Niu Fang did not hear clearly and could not translate.

I relayed what Tian'er heard to the cow side. He was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated to ask me: "Brother Ding, this sentence seems to be in Chinese, right?" ”

Really? I really didn't pay attention to it just now, I'm still too used to being a hands-off shopkeeper.

I searched my memory and "replayed" that sentence, and sure enough, it was a broken Chinese: Please, come out!

It seems that this Fukiishi Ichiro was just trying to "communicate" in a language that the other party could understand, or to issue relatively euphemistic "orders". It's hard enough for him, his foreign language skills are not much better than mine.

Besides, how could this little fat man put Wei Minglie in my black coffin? If that's the case, isn't this black coffin really dead?

I was sad when the black coffin stopped circling and flew towards me. (To be continued.) )