The descendants of Zhao Yishou. Ye Zhao pulled out his hand from under him expressionlessly, looked at the descendants of the Nie family who were still sliding down, and was silent for two seconds, then suddenly turned over and sat up, with a flick of his wrist, a cold light flashed, and the dagger went straight to the ground. Nailing it between Nie Renyan's legs, Lord Ye sneered and said the first sentence he woke up: "If you really can't control it, just chop it off!"
Nie Renyan sucked in a breath of cold air, and was woken up alive.
His first reaction was to glance at a certain part, and found that it was safe. Then he woke up completely, moved his tiger head, and rubbed hard on Ye Zhao's face, thinking, "Fortunately, I didn't really do this!
Ye Zhao was still in a deep sleep, and there was no sign of waking up. Even though it was late winter, he was surrounded by warm tiger fur. He seemed to be sleeping very peacefully, but occasionally he would frown slightly for some unknown dream. . Nie Renyan stared at him for a long time, and then sighed heavily, the huge tiger's head drooped down, and his eyes were gone: he was suffocated to death, and he couldn't find another one! Wake up quickly, my daughter-in-law...
Just when he lamented that Rensen, who was dizzy by his daughter-in-law, was really lonely as snow, a yellow paper crane with a slight fluorescent light appeared in the cave, flapping its wings "pulla pula" above the white tiger's nose, The thin wind made Nie Renyan shrugged his nose, and then sneezed terribly.
Nie Renyan: "..." Nima! It's really the rhythm of courting death to disturb when Lao Tzu is in full swing!
He stretched out his paws angrily and fanned the silly paper crane that was parked on the white tiger's nose, and the master's voice came from the paper crane at the same time: "You kid is growing hairy in the cave, right? Something went wrong, didn't we move the people who were sucked by the ghost car into several houses? Half of them were lost in the middle of the night, and they were carried away by something, and the old man saw a flash of white fog. And it's over! This old man suspects that gluttonous glutton can't be idle again, and plans to discuss with a few brothers in the same sect to discuss setting up a formation, what kind of trap do you think can lead it out, boy Nie?"
The master spoke in a hurry and fast, and he said a long sentence without breathing. I don't know if this paper crane still has a time limit for sound transmission. But probably because of being slapped by Nie Renyan, Zhihe's voice was very low, it sounded like a mosquito humming. Although he could barely hear every word, it was very laborious, and Nie Renyan, who was a little annoyed when he arrived, was stunned by this little piece of paper. Crane got even more annoyed, and roared at Zhihe impatiently like a fire.
The paper crane was lifted by the tiger's roar, turned several somersaults in the air, fluttered his wings twice as if to escape, and disappeared into the cave.
The tiger's head, which was originally raised in anger, drooped down again, thinking to himself: The world of two people who fainted is such a fool! He continued to look at the sleeping Ye Zhao in the quiet, accustomed to xing, while thinking about the words of the master just now.
Taotie started tossing again? In the past, it was looking for some psychic people among human beings, and probably hoped to use them to supplement its lack of spiritual power. Although it was a drop in the bucket, ant meat was still meat. But why this time? Those people have no soul, let alone spiritual power...