Dongwang Thirteen Jie and Qiu Ming all wanted to know who these people were and how this pamphlet came back to the old beggar, but the old beggar had lost his breath because of excessive grief.

Then they saw three eight-winged flying insects crawling out of the old beggar's mouth, the size of a finger. But it wasn't white, it was blood-colored, with hideous faces and fangs and claws.

Dongwang Thirteen Jie smashed it with a punch, but the person was shocked and took three steps back, and a bug mark was also left on his fist, which was itchy and unbearable.

Whether the old beggar ate it in his stomach or three of them shows how much he suffered.

Qiu Ming's jade bracelet circled, and she took down all the two that attacked her, but before she could take a closer look, all the eight-winged flying insects exploded into a blood mist and rushed towards her.

Qiu Mingjiao shouted, the whole body was full of flames, the burning blood mist rattled, and an extremely piercing scream was heard, and she quickly encircled the thirteen heroes of the East Wang, threw it into the fire ring, and ran the open flame with all its might.

Qiu Ming was already sweating all over, but the screams still didn't go away, and the flames that kept hitting her as if they were going to eat her.

Dongwang Thirteen Jie has traveled for six years, and it is not uncommon in the world, but I don't know what kind of insect this eight-winged flying insect is, how can it be so powerful, and even the immortal-level Sister Qiu Ming is not an opponent.

Seeing that it continued like this, Sister Qiu Ming was eaten by this hateful eight-winged flying insect, and Dongwang Thirteen Jie was so anxious that he was sweating all over, constantly thinking about how to save her, but he couldn't think of a way.

Suddenly, he saw the little broken booklet in his hand, and threw it into the flames without hesitation. Because he suddenly understood that it was not the old beggar who was so powerful that he could withstand this eight-winged flying insect, it was probably because of the strangeness of this little broken booklet that kept him for so long. He really wanted to know what was recorded in this little broken booklet, and he didn't want the only thing left by the old beggar to be destroyed, but Sister Qiu Ming was already vomiting blood, and she obviously couldn't hold on, so she could only be sorry for the old beggar.

As soon as the little booklet rushed into the flames, it burst into flames, but the flames were not red, but dark purple.

As the small broken booklet burned fiercely, the eight-winged flying insect began to roar, becoming more and more sharp. Dongwang Thirteen Jie hurriedly snatched the autumn tea and hugged it far away.

The little broken booklet didn't know what it was made of, it kept burning, and the dark purple slowly turned into light purple, and the roar of the eight-winged flying insect became even sharper.

Dongwang Thirteen Jie had to cover Qiu Ming's ears and quickly hugged her away. Qiu Ming was too seriously injured to withstand the roar of this eight-winged flying insect.

After placing the autumn tea, the thirteen heroes of Dongwang couldn't wait to come back. At this time, the flame of the little broken book had turned pink, and the blood-colored mist turned into by the eight-winged flying insect had also faded a little, and the howl was also a little weaker.

It's just that three blood mist are mixed into one, constantly impacting the little broken booklet, just like two masters fighting each other.

Then the flame of the little broken book turned powder blue, and the blood mist condensed again, it was a blood-colored insect the thickness of a child's arm, with a total of eight pairs of wings, all of different colors, but no feet, and a needle-shaped thing growing between the eyes, from which the roar came from.

On the whole, it looks like a big-bellied, legless sixteen-winged blood fly, in the powder blue flames of the small broken booklet, rushing left and right, but it can't rush out.

Suddenly, a pair of cyan wings close to the head of the sixteen-winged blood flying insect flew out of its body into the powder-blue flames.

Before the thirteen heroes of the East King could understand what was going on, they fainted and fell to the ground, and they didn't know what was going on.

When he woke up, there was only a weak Qiu Ming by his side. The little broken booklet and the sixteen-winged blood flying insect were gone, and he was just about to ask Qiu Ming, and Qiu Ming asked him.

"Brother Jie, who won the battle between the little broken booklet and the eight-winged flying worm?"

Dongwang Thirteen Jie shook his head, he wanted to sort out his chaotic thoughts, but the more he tried to sort it out, the more chaotic it became. He didn't know what was wrong with him or why he had so many strange thoughts.

He could ignore the other thoughts, but a voice kept saying: Danger, run away!

But everything seemed to be too late, he had already heard footsteps coming, so he could only hurriedly hold Qiu Ming and get into the tunnel of the broken house.

Qiu Ming saw the heat in the eyes of Dongwang Thirteen Jie, thinking that he was going to be intimate with him, and wanted to resist, and had some expectations, but she was weak and could only tell herself that she would be Brother Jie's person sooner or later.

Therefore, this moment ago she was still a female killing god, but at this moment she became a charming little girl, tightly hugging the neck of Dongwang Thirteen Jie, and Sakura lips touched his neck intentionally or unintentionally.

As soon as the two of them hid in the tunnel, they heard a crackling sound from above.

Qiu Ming knew that he had misunderstood the thirteen heroes of Dongwang, his pretty face turned red, and his cherry lips touched his neck again, so he hid his pretty face as red as blood in his arms.

"Blood Nineteen, are you mistaken, how could the old beggar escape so far?" A hoarse and dry voice asked impatiently.

"My lord, Blood Nineteen can't be mistaken. Although I don't believe that the old beggar can run so far under the blood demon worm. But it wasn't an ordinary blood demon worm, it was a four-colored blood demon worm, their sense of smell was very keen, and it was in the stomach of the old beggar. The mother worm we use is also the Blood Demon Worm Emperor, and it is impossible to be wrong. ”

"Blood Nineteen, you're right. We raised it with human blood this time, and the spirit of the Blood Demon Worm is very high, and we have evolved three four-colored Blood Demon Worms at once, and even the Blood Demon Worm Emperor is ready to move. This sense is absolutely not wrong, but Lao Tzu does not understand how the old beggar escaped? He has no vitality, and he has been tortured by us for two months, and it takes a month for a young man to get here. "It's still the voice of the big brother.

"Big brother, it's strange here. We obviously felt that the four-colored Blood Demon Worm was greatly stimulated, and evolved into the six-colored Blood Demon Insect King, and then evolved into the eight-colored Blood Demon Insect Emperor. But suddenly, he couldn't perceive its existence, but the Blood Demon Insect Emperor sensed the breath of the old beggar. The old beggar's aura was originally extremely obvious, but at that moment just now, it disappeared inexplicably, and even the Blood Demon Insect Emperor couldn't sense it. ”

Dongwang Thirteen Jie thought that this was the group of brutes who had lost their conscience and tormented the old beggars. But the old beggar, before he came down, he had seen his body there, how could they not find it?

And these people with strange accents, definitely not from their own side, where did they come from? What the hell is this little broken booklet?

"Say what to do. We have been tracking for nearly 100 years, and finally found a clue ten years ago, but someone was the first to get there. He thought that the old beggar took it, but he killed 4,000 people and made him eat the blood demon worm, but he didn't know it. We also believed it and planned to let him go, knowing that a ghost would come out halfway. ”

Listening to this man say that he killed 4,000 people, there was no change in his tone at all. Dongwang Thirteen Jiejie wanted to ask him if he was still human. But he was even more curious, how could he kill a ghost halfway?

"That's right! Who knew that Gao Zhixiong's eight lambs actually played pretending to be dead for us, and he really deceived us. What we didn't expect was that it would be on him, and we searched his whole body at the time, and there was not a single speck of dust in the room. Who knows, this Gao Zhixiong pretending to be dead is all fake. After we left, he went to the house again, and beat the old beggar, so that we thought that the old beggar had taken the things. This serial plan is used well, and it deserves to be a general. ”

"Hmph! No matter how good the strategy is, someone has seen through him and has been chasing him. It's just that Lao Tzu can't figure it out, isn't it good that he robbed the old beggar of his things and hid them to cultivate? Why should he let others know about it?"

Hearing this, the thirteen heroes of the East King understood. The old beggar said that he was Gao Zhixiong, but why did the old beggar keep talking about him, even if he knew that he was Gao Zhixiong, he still talked about him. Could it be that the old beggar didn't know if Gao Zhixiong robbed him of his things, or if it was true or false, Gao Zhixiong could tell the difference.

"I don't understand it yet. He must have been chased and killed by someone who had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the ground, so he came up with such a plan for Li Daitaozhuang. Then he used the old beggar to divert everyone's attention, and he quietly changed his identity again to hide. ”

Hearing the footsteps go away one by one, Dongwang Thirteen Jie finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, he didn't believe that these beasts who had lost their conscience, if they were only themselves, they would die, but Sister Qiu Ming was also there, and he definitely had to protect her.

"Blood Eleven, your plan didn't work, we all walked for two quarters of an hour before returning......"

Dongwang Thirteen Jie couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat, these scum really wanted to lead him out, but fortunately, Sister Qiu Ming was there, and he didn't go out for safety.

Then there was a crackling smash, and smoke poured into the tunnel.

Wrong. This smoke is poisonous, Dongwang Thirteen Jie covered Qiu Ming's mouth and nose, made some urine himself, hugged her and quickly fled to the exit.

By the time he got back to where he was, it was already a month later.

What he saw was that there were no houses within a radius of fifty miles, and even the grass had been burned down. The tunnel where he was hiding was even more incredible! Poisonous insects were everywhere, the poisonous water was flooded, and there were many corpses of blood demon insects, this was the white blood demon insect that the old beggar saw.

Fortunately, I was afraid of beggars looking for trouble, and my body was also strong, so the place I chose was far away from Donghuang Village. There is no one around here, not to mention fifty miles, even a hundred miles, otherwise he will have to endure that kind of psychological torture like an old beggar.

But suddenly, the corpses of those blood demon insects all rushed to him, and he felt that they were going to squeeze into his body alive.

How is this possible? They're all dead things, how can this be.

A month of cultivation in Qiu Ming has been restored. But her flames had no effect on the corpse of the Blood Demon Worm at all, so she could only cry and use her hands to help Dongwang Thirteen Jie drive away the corpse of the Blood Demon Worm. But the corpses of the Blood Demon Worms not only did not decrease, but there were more and more of them, and there were even live insects flying from afar.