"It's those people, it's those people, although the third sister-in-law committed suicide, but they are the murderers! They killed the third sister-in-law!" Xiao Ling couldn't cry, "Some of those people are the sick of the senior brother, and he tried his best to save them, but the result was ...... It's all the rules of our Ten Thousand Herb Valley: if you don't save them, you can't save them! Otherwise, those scum might as well let them die of illness!"

"Xiao Ling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xiao Ziyao got up, took her in his arms, and blamed himself very much: "Okay, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have asked." ”

“......... How good a person is my third sister-in-law...... Skillful and skillful, she must be a good wife and mother...... The clothes you wore were made by her, and the clothes we wore when we got married, but she didn't wear them......"

"Okay, don't cry, don't cry......" Listening to her crying, Xiao Ziyao was so distressed that he kept coaxing her, "Don't cry, don't cry......"

"Brother Xiao......" Xiao Ling leaned on him, her body trembled, and the water almost soaked Xiao Ziyao's clothes.

After a while, her rapidly twitching shoulders slowly eased, and her long hair hung down like a waterfall to block her cheeks, and the girl's sadness could be felt from afar, not to mention that he was so close, that Xiao Ziyao couldn't help but hug her tightly, bowed his head and gently wiped away her tears.

"Xiaoling, the deceased is gone, and the past is over, and the third sister-in-law doesn't want to see you so sad in the sky. ”“.........”

"And. He grabbed her hand and put it on his chest, and said, "A tear you shed is like a knife in my heart, I don't know how many knives I have been cut just now, it hurts me to death." ”

“...... Brother Xiao, you are ...... bad" Xiao Ling burst into tears and laughed.

Xiao Ziyao saw her laugh, and he also smiled: "Who is broken, what I said is true." ”

"Really, really, then I'll help you rub it, okay?" Xiao Ling really believed him, and gently helped him rub his heart.

But then she sighed again, rubbing it and instructing: "Don't you remember to tell my senior brother about this." ”

"Got it. ”

Xiao Ziyao was rubbed to death by her, thinking that it was really a family of doctors, this technique was comfortable! It was so comfortable... Well... I feel that it can be summed up in one word, yes, cool!

There was a strong atmosphere in the room, and he was immersed in the world of himself and Xiao Ling, unable to extricate himself...... Suddenly, he remembered what happened yesterday, and his head was splitting, and the figures of Li Wan'er, Han Bingbing, and Cao Guofu appeared in his mind, and then gradually blurred...... He was startled and came to his senses.

What's wrong with me? How can I only care about my children's private affairs, it's so strange, it's not like me...... How could I forget Wan'er and them...... It's weird......

But these are nothing, and what surprised him even more was Xiao Ling.

"By the way, Xiao Ling, those walking corpses in the town ......" "Brother Xiao, what are you talking about?" Xiao Ling seemed to have completely forgotten those things.

"It must be the dead old man!" he began.

No wonder, no wonder it's been so strange these days, just caring about Xiaoling...... It feels like I've forgotten something, it turns out, it turns out to be like this.

"Brother Xiao, what are you talking about?What dead old man?" Xiao Ling was frightened by his angry appearance, "Brother Xiao, what happened? What's wrong with you?"

"Stinky boy! Forget-me-weed is useless to you... Sure enough, it's a bit of a doorway. ”

Outside the door, Wei Mao whispered a few words, unhurriedly, and took out the small stove and added a pinch of black grass ash.

"Hey, hey... Soul Forgetting Grass, see if you remember!" he smirked.

Slowly, wisps of light smoke rose from the ignited grass ash, and Wei Mao's hand fanned lightly, and the smoke instantly turned around and drifted into the room.

"Xiao Ling, what does this smell like, it's so fragrant......" Xiao Ziyao fell down as soon as he smelled it.

"This is a ...... of forgetting souls," Xiao Ling also fell.

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"You put them in wagons and carry them out of the Gorge. "Yes, master. ”

"Little junior sister, senior brother's life is useless...... I'm still sorry master............ Alas............ Safe journey............"

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Forgetfulness grass, as the name suggests, is said to have the effect of making people forget their troubles, but this trouble, in other words, is memory, and forgetful soul grass is more effective than forgetfulness grass, which can make people forget their memories.

But what Wei Mao didn't expect was that the Forgetfulness Grass was useless to Xiao Ziyao, and so was the more effective Forgetfulness Grass. When Xiao Ziyao inhaled the aroma and fell, the true qi in his body operated on its own, protecting the meridians and blood qi in his body, and expelling the smoke from his body little by little......

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On the carriage, Xiao Ziyao woke up with his head covered, and Xiao Ling was lying next to him.

"It's okay, Xiao Ling is fine. Xiao Ziyao took her pulse and found that she had just fallen asleep.

"What the hell is the old man thinking, why did he stun us?"

"He also sent us away in a carriage, is he afraid that Xiao Ling will find out about him?" Xiao Ziyao began to think about Wei Mao's purpose.

'Roar', outside the carriage, like the cry of a walking corpse, Xiao Ziyao was shocked: "By the way, how did I forget, the carriage is moving, there must be someone driving the carriage." ”

He gathered his strength to protect his body, and quietly walked out of the carriage, and his hands unconsciously felt that he had gathered internal strength.

He slammed the curtain of the car, and the three dangling heads saw that they were walking corpses, and he slapped them out of the carriage.

'Roar', the walking corpse screamed after being knocked out of the car, fell to the ground and rolled several times, but after that it was not at all fine, stood up, shouted at the carriage, and ran after the carriage.

"Drive. Xiao Ziyao waved his whip, the horse was in pain, and he ran forward desperately, and the road was full of dust. 'Roar', the three walking corpses still ran after the carriage unrelentingly, even if they were left behind.

"Still chasing?" Looking at the three black dots in the distance behind, Xiao Ziyao sneered, two or three whips, and the carriage sped away, almost flying up, throwing them farther and farther.

Gradually, the sky darkened, Xiao Ziyao was in a hurry, and he didn't know where to go, and came to a town.

Xiao Ziyao went all the way north, passing through a lot of places, villages, towns, I am afraid that the most magnificent ones I have ever seen are those passes, but the town in front of him gave him that feeling, very grandiose, the height of the city gate is much higher than the three-star town, the city wall is so wide that you can't see the edge, there are occasionally a few cracks, and you can see its sense of historical vicissitudes.

"Eight Immortals City. Xiao Ziyao read out the three big characters hanging high at the city gate.

"That's a good name, and the name of Samsung Town is also good......"

But what struck him as strange was that the gates were closed, and it was quiet, very quiet.

"Do you want to go in?" he looked up at the city wall, and although it was about fifteen zhang long, he could still go up with his light skills.

"What if it's another three-star town... But it's dark, and the three walking corpses behind will catch up sooner or later......" Xiao Ziyao hesitated, "Forget it, Wei Mao said that he wanted to turn the whole Xiazhou into a hell on earth, I'm afraid it will be ...... here."

'Whoosh', and suddenly a cold arrow shot at him.

"Who?" The arrow was fast, but with Xiao Ziyao's martial arts, he dodged it with a slight twist.

"Senior sister, he dodged this arrow, he is not a walking corpse. "Senior sister, maybe he is a high-level walking corpse, and he can't be taken lightly. "There was a faint sound of people talking on the city walls.