Yue Rou, who was squatting beside Qin Xiaotian, was about to answer his question, but saw a man shaped like dry bones walking out of the ancestral hall in the village, holding a black and shiny oval iron block in his hand, the size of a dog, every step of the dry bone man, a well-defined footprint appeared under his feet, obviously the black iron in his hand was really heavy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After the man walked out of the ancestral hall, he did not leave immediately, but raised his head and stared straight at the starry sky, as if waiting for something.

After a few breaths, a mysterious man dressed in black flashed out of the darkness, his movements were extremely fast, and even Qin Xiaotian and Yue Rou didn't see clearly how the man in black appeared, they were already standing three steps away from the dry bone man.

Catching up with the moonlight, for some reason, Qin Xiaotian always felt that the mysterious person who appeared just now was very familiar, but he couldn't think of where he had seen it. Because his heart was full of doubts and he didn't hear what they said after meeting, the dry bone man didn't hand over the divine iron to the mysterious man, and after looking around, he led dozens of zombie soldiers towards the forest outside the village.

"Master said that Shentie is a treasure in the village and cannot fall into the hands of others, and also said that this thing is a secret of Phoenix Ancient Village. Brother Xiaotian, let's join forces to take him back. Yuerou's thoughts, in fact, Qin Xiaotian had thought about it a long time ago, and he also wanted to get the divine iron enshrined in the ancestral hall of the small village from the hands of the group of guys in front of him.

But they are numerous, and if they are taken by force, they will inevitably be intercepted, and the only way is to outwit.

"You are a girl's house, if you are bitten by a zombie, the consequences are very serious, so you wait here, and I will go alone. Without waiting for Yuerou to speak, Qin Xiaotian returned the bronze mirror in his arms to her, holding the dagger in his hand, and quietly followed.

Yue Rou, who took the bronze mirror, pouted, lowered her head and stroked the object that Qin Xiaotiansai had returned to her, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

The autumn moon is high and the moon is dewed, and the afterimage moves horizontally.

Hundreds of zombie soldiers slowly moved towards the location of the dry well at the entrance of the village under the leadership of the dry bone man, although they did not walk fast, but they left a clattering sound in the movement, and the hard armor made a clicking sound on this group of zombies, neatly and consistently, but added a sense of tranquility to this quiet village.

Along the way, Qin Xiaotian didn't dare to come out, for fear of being discovered by this group of cold-blooded zombies.

In Qin Xiaotian's opinion, it is not impossible to regain the divine iron enshrined in the ancestral hall from the hands of these zombies, as long as he uses his body technique to the extreme, he believes that no matter how powerful the dry bone man who led the team in front of him is, he will definitely have the confidence to snatch the divine iron from under his nose.

Once a person has some kind of crazy idea, he will always feel that he will succeed in what he has done, and he will definitely be able to compete with the difficulties of the moment with his wise wisdom. Qin Xiaotian's naivety is not that he is just an innocent boy who has just entered the world, but more of his affirmation of his cultivation.

The Nine Palaces and Eight Steps are all wonderful, Zhou Tongmu must have his purpose in passing on this stunt, but Qin Xiaotian regarded the Nine Palaces and Eight Steps as a means of acting at this time, and he overestimated his own ability.

The result of the matter was completely different from what Qin Xiaotian had planned in advance, just a few moves, and within a hundred and ten steps, Qin Xiaotian's whereabouts were discovered by the dry bone man. After a random beating, although Qin Xiaotian's life was saved, he suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

Fortunately, Shangguan Yuerou appeared in time, and the bronze mirror in his hand was sharp and indispensable, which repelled the group of zombies, and when he fled, the dry man said angrily. "Why is the yin-yang mirror in your hands? ”

Shangguan Yuerou returned with a cold look, ignored it, picked up Qin Xiaotian and hurriedly swept away.

Since ancient times, many heroes have declined, and there are beauties next to you. When you are lost, you have love to escape from your past life, and you don't know the wheel of heaven when you wake up. Weiwei's grass and trees are cold, and she looks at the wind on all sides. Who knows how cold and warm it is, how can it be compared to the fragrance of flowers.

The side of the demigod mountain is also cold in the north, and the vast smoke clouds surround the south mountain. Nanshan Tongzhou is more than 10,000 miles, lying across the two rivers of Xiaya.

Looking at the north side of Nanshan surrounded by smoke and clouds, the gusts of coldness caressed Shangguan Yuerou's cheeks with the blowing of the breeze, and there seemed to be joy and anxiety in her eyes.

"Master, is he going to die?"

Standing beside Shangguan Yuerou was a woman as beautiful as a fairy, wrapped in red gauze, with a hip and waist, a nose like a hanging gall, and a graceful and fluttering spirit. The whole person looks like an unearthly fairy, without a trace of the vulgarity that an earthly woman should have.

The pink-faced peach blossoms and willows and mulberries, He Zhi does not bring mortal dust. Only fairies can't be in love, hesitating to see impermanence.

"There is a divine supernatural mind method in his body, which will operate on its own when it is in danger, protecting his Liufu heart vein, even if his head is cut off, he will not necessarily die. Don't worry, in less than three days, you will wake up. ”

The beautiful fairy-like woman in red glanced at Qin Xiaotian on the straw mat, and there was a hint of doubt between her eyebrows. In the past hundred years, tens of millions of people have died under her hands, and while she has killed people, she has also saved many people.

Facing Qin Xiaotian, she didn't know how to start, if it was really as Yuerou said, she was injured by a zombie, and it was not difficult to cure it, but for some reason she was rejected by an invisible force in Qin Xiaotian's body, and even the medicine he took was spit out, she had never seen such a situation, it was inevitable that she would be depressed, but it was not easy to attack. I had to turn my head and close my eyes and meditate.

"Master is saying that Brother Xiaotian has the help of a master and has cultivated some kind of supernatural heart method?" Shangguan Yuerou saw that her master was displeased, and looked at Qin Xiaotian who was still unconscious with some timidity, and her heart was a little more excited.

"This son has this calamity in his life, and it is also fruitless to avoid it, and it is also fate to meet you, but the world is impermanent, and it is precisely because you saved him today that he will die because of him one day in the future. Yue'er, the Samadhi True Fire cultivated by the teacher has entered the realm of transformation, and he will be able to break through the final level and enter Xiao Zhoutian in a few days. During this period, you will have to retreat for three years, and all the mundane matters from then on will be up to you. There is no life and death to bother. "Shangguan Yuerou's master is the owner of the cave on the south side of the Demigod Mountain, named Yan Shui Han.

Yue Rou tapped her head, her eyes sparkled, and this expression was not because she was told that she would die at Qin Xiaotian's hands in the future, but because she thought that her master would not be able to see her for three years, she was unconsciously reluctant.

Her master is cold and still apprentices to the Silkworm Daoist.

The people of the Silkworm Dao are densely minded, their chests are slight, and they have the ability to pinch their fingers to move the heavens, and they have the art of carrying the mysteries of the scriptures. Especially Tianyan's mental arithmetic, the furnace is perfect, and it has entered the realm of transformation. is the so-called famous teacher makes a high apprentice, so Yuerou has never doubted her master's words of Yan Shui Han.

"Do you have any other worries, the hour is coming, and the teacher is about to retreat, if you are worried about it, please say it quickly, so that I will not be distracted and worried. Yan Shui Han saw that Yuerou was silent, and there was a little confusion in the flash, and then she remembered that this apprentice of hers was worried about the matter of the ancestral hall Shentie.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "Even if the divine iron falls into the hands of zombies, it will be in vain, like waste, without the water of the Yellow Spring, it is impossible to cast a peerless divine weapon." In order to obtain the water of the Yellow Spring, you need a jade tablet that leads to the underworld, and this jade tablet has been missing for more than a thousand years, and neither the people in the rivers and lakes nor the Buddhist masters in the cultivation know its whereabouts. But when the teacher checked the pulse of this son just now, he found an artifact on his waist, which was not jade or stone, the material was peculiar, and it was not an extraordinary thing, and the two blurred handwriting on it were the waist card of the Hades Division that had been missing for many years. ”

"Hades, is this the title of the official of the Hades?" Yue Rou was surprised, and bent down to look at the snow-colored white jade on Qin Xiaotian's waist. As her master Yan Shuihan said, the material is peculiar and clear as fat.

"Where did this son come from? Yue'er, after he wakes up, you must keep this thing properly, don't rush to tell him the reason for it, if he refuses to twist, it must be a great source, but if you don't want to be entangled, you should keep it secret. Don't let the rumors of the Great Qin Wizard know about it. After three years, after the retreat for the teacher has been successful, then make plans. Yan Shui Han looked at Qin Xiaotian who was in a coma again, danced lightly, and flew towards the smoke clouds.