"For today's plan, I'm afraid I can only agree, but at the worst, I will summon Mingshenzong and others, use the audio-visual ball to perform a conspiracy drama, and make up a method of murder, with the treachery of the middle-aged scribe, it is expected that it will be seamless. www.biquge.info At that time, I will hold this audio-visual ball to see the thief, and let the thief be resourceful, and I would never have imagined that I had already conspired with Mingshenzong and others. ”

Zhou Shirong thought about it again and again, and he felt that there was no mistake in his calculations.

"Don't talk nonsense, you shouldn't. ”

Xu Yi was not interested in listening to his flattery, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was safe to let the old ghost go undercover.

"Junior, don't deceive people too much, I hope you will be the talker, and the old man will go to the soup for you again. ”

Zhou Shirong was indignant on his face, sneered in his heart, and just turned his head to say a word.

Xu Yi snorted coldly, "Old ghost, I advise you, don't play tricks, the yin corpse is hidden in the bottomless pit by me, if you want to one day, the soul returns to the body, you must cooperate honestly." ”

The Yin Corpse is really in his Sumeru ring, but he always has a string in his heart, that is, he will never trust the old ghost, and he also knows that the Yin Corpse is the old ghost's hundreds of years of warmth, hundreds of years of strategy, all for this corpse, as long as he holds this main line tightly, no matter how tricks the old ghost has, he will never be able to turn over the palm of his hand.

Sure enough, Xu Yi's voice fell, and Zhou Shirong almost fell to the ground, if he could cough up blood, he would have spurted blood wildly.

His plan is not exquisite, and he is also nine points sure that the yin corpse is in the ring of the thief Sumeru.

But even with that possibility, he didn't dare to take the slightest risk.

Just as Xu Yi thought, his hundreds of years of planning were all in that yin corpse. If you kill the thief, you will get the Sumeru ring. There is no corpse in sight, and those who are waiting are afraid that only the soul will be scattered.

As for torturing the thief and the ghost. Forced to inquire about the whereabouts of the Yin corpse, with the heart of a thief, he did not report the slightest hope.

Almost stumbling out of the threshold, Zhou Shirong was physically and mentally injured, sat on the eagle's beak rock for a long time, and encouraged himself thousands of times in his heart, fighting hard, the yin corpse must be in the little thief Sumeru ring, but he was alerted to himself thousands of times. Bet can't, win is not necessarily, lose is the soul is scattered, this bet is too big, simply unbearable.

The wind hunted, sat dry for a long time, got up suddenly, turned west, and did not take a long time. The quiet hall where the thief is located is now in front of you.

Zhou Shirong had an idea, he really couldn't afford to gamble, and he thought about it again. As long as the thief gets what he wants, and Zhou Daoqian dies, it is very likely that the Yin corpse will be returned.

After all, the Yin Corpse is not a elixir. The thief has no other use than to use it to control himself.

Since you can't afford to take the risk. The only way to continue to be ravaged by thieves is to continue to be ravaged by thieves.

With a thousand humiliations, I am unwilling. Zhou Shirong is here again.

With no illusions in his heart, Zhou Shirong cleanly informed Xu Yi of the previous gathering and conspiracy with Mingshenzong and others.

Xu Yi took the case, "This generation is so vicious, if it weren't for your hard work, you wouldn't have been able to take advantage of it." ”

He was really shocked in his heart, although he was confident that his skills were extraordinary, but if he really fell into a siege rashly, he was afraid that he would have to suffer a dark loss.

After all, he also inquired about the methods of Mingshenzong, Purgatory Venerable, Song Tingshu, and Shangshan Buddha, and there are several strong people in the world, all of whom have killer features, and they are invincible.

Zhou Shirong's heart was so dead that he didn't have the heart to take credit, he just said, how to operate at that time, you will listen to your will, and then he will leave, and even Xu Yi's coping method, he has no heart to listen.

Zhou Shirong went, Xu Yi pondered in the lobby for a while, recruited a certain team leader, whispered a few words, and immediately, the team leader took a trap bird, rushed to the nearest city, and returned at night to deliver something to Xu Yi.

After this matter, I will omit it.

said that the team leader went, Qiuwa jumped up and shouted, I miss my sister, I want to find my sister.

Xu Yi then remembered how he forgot about the snow fairy in his life, and suddenly, a peerless fairy appeared in his mind, and his heart couldn't help but sway.

Speaking from facts, he has been in this world for many years, and Duxue Zihan has given him a feeling of being ethereal and dusty, and he seems to have this character to prove that he is in a certain fairy world.

At this point, Xu Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, put aside distracting thoughts, picked up Qiuwa, and walked out the door.

Ask Qingqiuwa, where Xue Zihan is, twisting and turning, walking out of the secluded path, the vast martial arts arena is now in front of you.

At a glance, his line of sight passed over the countless thunderbolts that shook the sky, and he was directly sucked by a red iron tablet in the northwest corner.

The iron stele is three feet high, the whole body is red and almost black, and the strange red seems to have been soaked in the sea of blood for tens of millions of years.

Approaching quickly, walking to the front of thirty zhang, there is a hazy pressure soaked into the chest.

Qiuwa, who was playing in his arms, curled up suddenly, desperately tightened into his arms, and whispered, "Uncle Beard, I'm afraid, that black stone is so cold." ”

Xu Yi rubbed her little head, walked away, and her eyes were fixed on the seven blood-like "kill" words on the iron tablet, and she couldn't let go for a long time.

Avoid the Seven Evil Soul Monument in the distance, pass through the martial arts arena where the sound of fighting is not stopped, and the warm and noisy martial arts arena turns east, and goes to the north side of the mountainside, and a platform appears.

Qiuwa pointed to a low wooden house at the north corner of the platform, "My sister lives there." As he spoke, he slipped out of Xu Yi's arms, and his fleshy little short legs danced like a windmill.

At this time, the battle on the martial arts arena was in full swing, and this wooden house for the temporary residence of the elector was quite peaceful.

Only a little more than a dozen people scattered in all directions, or drying clothes, or walking fists and feet, were surprised to see the little baby running, there was a strange movement, and then Xu Yi, who was dressed in Xuanjia, had a strong aura, and returned to Ning.

"Sister, sister, Uncle Beard is here, Uncle Beard is here......"

The little guy appeared in front of people for the first time, especially when he was running in front of his sister, and he shouted from afar, threw himself at the door, and jumped straight through the window, but there was no trace of the snow beauty, and he jumped out again, and immediately collapsed his nose, and his big black eyes were foggy.

Compared with Xu Yi's joy, Xue Zihan, who was the first to see after resurrection, made the little guy deeply attached.

When Xue Zihan disappeared at first glance, the little guy was really like missing his mother, and he immediately wanted to cry.

Xu Yi stepped forward quickly, picked her up, and said with relief, "Sister Xu is looking for you, be obedient, don't cry, wait for Uncle Hu to find it." ”

The villain barely stopped his tears, nodded, and lay in Xu Yi's arms, sad and sad.

Xu Yi revealed the identity of the commander, asked everyone in the audience, and immediately got the news: Xue Zihan was picked up by Elder Liufeng early in the morning.

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"Snow fairy, it's washed, the Lord has been urging for a long time. ”

Outside the curtain, the urging of the maid was heard again.

In the bathtub, the clear soup is like snow, the petals are delicate, and the snow purple cold body is like congealed fat, soaked in it for nearly two hours, sitting steadily in the bath bucket, without moving a single bit. (To be continued.) )