Looking at the waterhole that was gradually returning to calm, Zhang Miao touched his nose and said in his heart:

It seems that the relationship between this big black python and Ye Huayang is not simple, but unfortunately Ye Huayang is dead, what kind of agreement exists between this person and snake, go back and check if Ye Huayang has written any diary or something.

Zhang Miao couldn't help but shudder when he thought that he was being remembered by such an eighth-order great demon comparable to the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Period.

"Master, do you know that big black python?" Ye Hongyuan asked as she looked at Zhang Miao with puzzled eyes.

"Ahem!" Zhang Miao clenched his left hand into a fist and put it to his mouth, coughing lightly: "This is a snake friend that Shi made when he traveled around the Yuanyang Continent in his early years. ”

"In the early years?" Seeing Ye Hongyuan's frowning thoughtful look, knowing that she still had to ask, Zhang Miao hurriedly opened her mouth and sent Ye Hongyuan away:

"That mandarin mandarin, go and see how the girl is injured. ”

"Oh, I know the master. Ye Hongyuan obediently agreed, and then stepped forward to investigate.

At this time, Qing'er also woke up slowly.

"Ahem, I... Am I dead?" Qing'er clutched her chest and looked at Ye Hongyuan who was walking slowly with helpless eyes.

Ye Hongyuan walked up to Qing'er, stopped and said:

"Girl, are you alright?"

Qing'er looked around repeatedly, and said with a sigh of relief:

"It turns out I'm still alive. He hurriedly saluted Ye Hongyuan and said, "Back to my predecessors, I... I'm fine. ”

Looking at Qing'er, whose face was pale, Ye Hongyuan couldn't help but speak, reached out to hold Qing'er's wrist, and slowly crossed over an aura.

At first, Qing'er was startled, but she felt the aura loosening from her wrist, and instantly felt a warm current rushing in.

The warm current slowly ran in her body for a small week, and Qing'er couldn't help but moan.

Seeing Qing'er's complexion visibly returning to normal with the naked eye, Ye Hongyuan nodded with satisfaction, let go of Qing'er's hand and said to Zhang Miao:

"Master, this girl is fine!"

Zhang Miao paused slightly and walked over slowly.

Qing'er said to the two of them again: "Thank you to the two seniors for coming to the rescue, Qing'er is grateful." ”

"Miss Qing'er doesn't need to be polite. Zhang Miao waved his hand, a fairy wind bone.

Then Qing'er slapped her forehead as if she thought of something, looked around in a panic as if looking for something, and finally saw Lin Tai lying on the edge of the waterhole, and hurriedly exclaimed:

"Senior Brother Lin!"

Seeing Qing'er crawling to the edge of the waterhole, she hugged Lin Tai, who didn't know life or death.

Zhang Miao and Ye Hongyuan glanced at each other, and Ye Hongyuan shook his head slightly.

Pressed his voice and whispered:

"Master, that man's heart was broken, and he can't be saved. ”

Zhang Miao glanced at Qing'er in that direction.

It must be able to be saved, not to mention that there are countless elixirs that can live the flesh and bones of the dead in the system mall.

Even if it is an elixir like the Nirvana Pill, as long as your body is still hot, there is a certain chance that you will be nirvana in place.

It's just that Zhang Miao is not a bad person, why save him if he is not a relative, plus if he rashly takes out such a miracle medicine, he needs to know that the husband is not guilty, and Zhang Miao has not heard the story of the farmer and the snake in his guilt.

Besides, the price of the pill is expensive, and I don't have enough balance when I think of it.

Zhang Miao nodded, Nana didn't speak.

Qing'er slammed her head on the ground, and the sand covered by her face suddenly became wet.

Zhang Miao sighed, slowly walked behind Qing'er, patted Qing'er's shoulder and said:

"Miss Qing'er, the deceased has passed away, and I guess this senior brother of yours doesn't want you to be sad in the Heavenly Spirit. ”

Qing'er kept sobbing, and the whole cry became a tearful person.

Women are indeed made of water, and the ancients did not deceive me.

"Before... Senior, senior, help Qing'er!" Qing'er's eyes were already swollen from crying, and she was about to kowtow to Zhang Miao.

"Miss Qing'er, your senior brother's heart has been broken, and there is really nothing you can do about it. Zhang Miao hurriedly grabbed Qing'er's arm.

Qing'er shook her head desperately and cried: "Senior... Qing'er didn't let her seniors save my senior brother... Qing'er begged her seniors to save me, and there were a thousand mouths in the Ziyang Palace. ”

"Uh... This. Zhang Miao smacked her lips, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

In line with the principle that it is not about herself, Zhang Miao doesn't want to meddle in things, but looking at Qing'er's pitiful appearance, Zhang Miao didn't know whether to agree or not for a while.

"Miss Qing'er, don't worry, you tell me what's going on first. Zhang Miao sighed.

I still can't get past that level in my heart.

Qing'er stopped crying and choked up:

"Senior... Qing'er was originally a monk of the Ziyang Palace in Texas, not long ago the elders of the sect accidentally got a jade slip left by the ancient monks, which recorded many powerful exercises, and the White Horse Temple got the news from somewhere, so he came to the door to ask for it, and the elder naturally refused, so there was a conflict, but the monks of the White Horse Temple saw that they couldn't please us, and then left angrily. ”

"Who knows... Who knew that the monk spread rumors everywhere, saying that our Ziyang Palace had obtained the immortal law inheritance, so a few days ago, the four sects led by the White Horse Temple suddenly besieged my Ziyang Palace..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Miao has already fully understood, as the so-called puff is not guilty, the Xuanyang Continent has not produced an immortal for 10,000 years since the Wuji Immortal Sect Ancestor Wuji Ancestor ascended.

The monks of the White Horse Temple spread rumors that the ancient secret method obtained by the Ziyang Palace turned out to be an immortal method, which could not be made popular by the monks of other sects, if such news spread, I am afraid that even the existence of this level of the Nine Mountains and Four Seas will not be able to sit still!

Zhang Miao frowned for a while, this is really a hot potato!

Looking at Zhang Miao, whose face was cold, Qing'er suddenly chuckled in her heart, and hurriedly struggled to kowtow to Zhang Miao.

"Senior... Senior, save our Ziyang Palace!"

"Miss Qing'er, don't be in a hurry, this is okay, this seat will go with you to the Ziyang Palace to inquire about the situation, if it is really something that cannot be done, then this seat cannot risk the world, not to be the enemy of the monks in the world. Zhang Miao sighed.

"So, senior, you agreed! Great, my Ziyang Palace has been saved!" Qing'er was suddenly overjoyed.

"Miss Qing'er, don't be too happy, this seat just said to check one or two with you, if the matter really reaches an extremely serious point, I'm afraid this seat will not be able to return to the sky. Zhang Miao shook her head and said.

After all, if you want to say ugly things ahead, I'm not stunned.

"As long as the seniors are willing to make a move!" Qing'er still couldn't help but be happy.

Zhang Miao paused slightly and said:

"Miss Qing'er, I'll bury your senior brother first, and then I'll follow you on the road. ”

"Okay, thank you senior!" Qing'er said to Zhang Miao.

Later, with the help of Ye Hongyuan, the two dug a pit and hastily buried Lin Tai's body and Fang Yichen's remains.

Qing'er knelt in front of the tombstone and cried again, and Zhang Miao and Ye Hongyuan were appeased again, and the three of them went on the road to the vicinity of Texas City.