The poor crow man was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his two kneecaps were kicked to pieces, and he knelt on the ground with a servile face, smiling and currying favor with Yang Yi. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Those who don't know still think that the crow man who can't stand up at all because his kneecaps are shattered and can only kneel on the ground is a tamed hound, and he doesn't have the fierceness of a fire crow at all.

The Raven Dao people did not dare to fly, so they could only kneel on their knees to convey as much as possible the intention of completely giving up resistance.

The Raven Dao people don't want to die, as long as they can pick up a small life and tell him to eat stool.

As long as he can not beat him to death, Yang Yi's strength will come out, and after beating him wildly, the Raven Dao people will be more painful than going to hell a few times.

"Master, don't fight anymore, the old slave is served, obeyed. The Raven Dao man wailed loudly, and the terrible voice could be heard clearly from ten miles away.

Yang Yi was finally tired, and the Crow Dao people didn't dare to resist, they were covered in blood, but their internal organs were not seriously injured.

Yang Yi still wants to use the Crow Dao Man as a mount, and he won't beat him to serious internal injuries, so he won't be able to fly fast.

Yang Yi was sweating profusely, clapped his hands and said, "Poor Dao warned you that resistance will make your life more uncomfortable and die more painfully, do you believe it now?"

The Raven Daoist knelt on the ice, and the blood flowing from his knees was already frozen in the ice.

He nodded his head as if a chicken pecked rice, snot and tears flowed together, and cried: "The old slave knows, the master is gracious, don't kill the old slave, and the old slave will be more obedient than a loyal dog in the future." ”

"Hey, hey, the poor way betrayed you to death...... Yang Yi said coldly.

The Crow Daoist was so frightened that his soul was frightened, and he said in horror: "Don't, don't, the master is gracious......"

Yang Yi didn't finish his words, and continued: "If you have remorse, suspend the execution for five years, and if you behave well in the future, you can reduce your sentence." ”

The Raven Dao Man seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw for the dead, and the frightened expression on his face suddenly relaxed.

It's really nice not to die, and there's nothing quite like living a few more days.

It didn't take long for the obedient Crow Dao Man to turn into the body of the Black Fire God Crow with a wingspan of five or six feet, and flew up with Yang Yi on his back.

The broken back bone of the Black Fire God Crow has not yet healed, and it is very painful to fly, but under the obscene coercion of Yang Yi, he can only hurry with his injuries.

Under the wail of the black fire god crow crying and shouting for his mother, Yang Yi inserted an iron rod the thickness of a little finger and the length of an arm into his back along the direction of his spine to fix the shape of his back and speed up the healing of the broken spine.

When he inserted the iron rod into the back of the Black Fire God Crow, Yang Yi said: "You asked for yourself, if it weren't for the murder of the poor Dao, your back bone would not have been broken, and now you don't need to insert the iron rod into your body to fix the broken bone." If you don't shape the bones, the injury will only get worse and worse, and then you will become a sick crow that will never be able to straighten your back. ”

The Black Fire God Crow also knew that if the bones were to heal, the broken bones had to be fixed, so he gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, and said with tears in his eyes: "Thank you master, thank you master!"

Yang Yi suddenly spoke, shook his head and said: "Crow slave, I stabbed you back on the poor road, but you didn't catch it, and this time I stabbed you again, but I didn't catch it, I really didn't grow up, a stupid donkey." ”

When the Black Fire God Crow heard Yang Yi call him a stupid donkey, he was extremely angry, but he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and he replied: "It's not that the old slave doesn't grow up, it's the master's heroic martial arts, a shot is stabbed, unstoppable, the gods and Buddhas are afraid, and the ghosts and monsters retreat." ”

Yang Yi said coldly: "It's good to know that it's powerful!"

The Black Fire God Crow suddenly remembered something and asked, "Just after the battle, the master was deep in the fire at first, why was it unscathed, the slave couldn't figure it out. ”

Yang Yi's voice was a little unfathomable, and he replied: "It doesn't matter if you tell you, the poor way is the way of strength, a strange force is released from the body, and water and fire are not close to within three inches, and all evils will not invade, so it will not be burned by fire." ”

The Black Fire God Crow's eyes rolled, wondering if there was any way to crack the power of this dog species, he was not willing to be someone else's crow slave mount all the time, wanting to be free.

As long as this master-slave relationship with Yang Yi still exists, the Black Fire God Crow's heart to kill him will not die.

A few days ago, Su Beibei, Ouyang Yuefei and the seven beauties they brought, Fan Xubo and the Four Elephant Envoys, the two ghost envoys and others had a scuffle, except for Sima Zhao, who lost his left arm in the melee, the others were not seriously injured.

Later, they temporarily stopped the war and divided into two distinct sides, one side was to kill Chen Jiannan, and the other was to protect Chen Jiannan and rush to the north.

When the Black Fire God Crow and Yang Yi had a conflict, Su Beibei and the others had already rushed to the front.

Chen Jiannan in front of him didn't know the good luck, and the two women, Su Beibei and Ouyang Yuefei, were very worried in their hearts, and they were a little anxious and worried.

Nine women and eight men were not far apart, shuttling quickly in the icy air.

They rarely talk to each other, silence is the main theme, and the air is filled with a solemn atmosphere.

The second envoy of the ghost has temporarily formed an unreliable alliance with Fan Xubo, and the relationship with Jiumei is confronted, and there is a possibility that the war will start again at any time.

Before finding Chen Jiannan, it was unlikely that both sides would take the lead, so although the atmosphere was full of gunpowder, there was no real fight.

"Hehe, what's so good about Chen Jiannan, he's crazy, what are you doing to defend him?" Fan Xubo flew like an arrow, and what sounded like a grunting voice clearly came into the ears of Su Beibei and Ouyang Yuefei.

"Jian Nan's spirit is temporarily abnormal, precisely because he values love and righteousness, which is better than your despicable and shameless. Su Beibei was very fast, and she replied without looking back.

Concubine Ouyang Yue snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Fan Xubo, you self-righteous and jealous villain, in terms of talent, cultivation, swordsmanship, affection, and appearance, which man in this palace is not better than you?"

Fan Xubo was choked by two women at the same time, and he was very angry at the moment, and said angrily: "Who is despicable and shameless, you are despicable and shameless, the madman Chen Jiannan killed innocents indiscriminately, but you supported him, do you wish to die a few more people to be happy!"

Fan Xubo looked at Concubine Ouyang Yue and sneered: "Your man, you have a spring dream, that madman with a dead man on his back is willing to ask you!"

Concubine Ouyang Yue was a little excited by his words, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she said angrily: "Do you want this palace or not, what does it matter to you, a jealous person? Besides, this palace and Jian Nan are in love, and they have long been husband and wife." ”

In the provocative eyes that Su Beibei had seen, Ouyang Yuefei's face was slightly red.

The voice of the ghost envoy was like the howling of ghosts in a mass grave, and he laughed strangely: "The woman who is as good as she can and the madman who kills the people indiscriminately should be a match made in heaven, right?"

The nine women frowned one after another, but there was a burst of laughter from Fan Xubo's end.