Chapter 1347

"ah?"

Seeing the owl covered with blood on the ground, Zhang Jialiang, who was extremely sad and angry the previous second, was filled with astonishment and confusion on his face the next second, staring at the dead bird on the ground and said, "This, what is this?"

"Your good disciple, Taoist Wen Yuan!" I said.

Wen Yuan?

Hearing my words, Zhang Jialiang seemed to remember something, his face was filled with sadness, and he fell silent.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Zhang Jialiang's sad look, I asked in confusion.

"Wen Yuan is actually my disciple...I am my first disciple. He has a miserable life. When he was born, he was infected with the plague, and his parents threw Wen Yuan, who was not yet full month old, into my Taoist palace..."

"It took me nine years to save Wen Yuan and then I kept teaching him Feng Shui techniques. But when he was nine years old, he got leukemia again. Even if I changed his blood, I was powerless to turn things around. He left me when he was ten years old." Zhang Jialiang said.

"Then why do you have no idea that a dead person appears beside you?" I looked at the owl's corpse on the ground and looked at Zhang Jialiang again.

Zhang Jialiang smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know, I don't know what's going on. Since Wen Yuan appeared beside me, I have always felt that Wen Yuan has not died. I have always felt that Wen Yuan has been growing up smoothly. It was not until I saw you knocking the owl back to the prototype that I remembered these things."

Memory is confused?

It can make people's memory confusing, which means that this owl is not simple either!

“Gaga!”

As we spoke, the wood-eating monster made a quarrel sound again, pulling our eyes over.

After Wen Yuan died, the Wen Yuan's face on the wood-eating monster's face also disappeared, replaced by an empty white cloth with yellow mottled yellow.

Those!

Before the wood-eating monster could react next, Zhang Jialiang's word "威" arranged on the golden nanmu coffin emitted a huge dazzling light, illuminating the sky and hitting the wood-eating monster's face exactly the same as Zhang Jialiang's host.

ah!

And this time, Zhang Jialiang also shouted in pain, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?"

If I hadn't supported Zhang Jialiang in time, Zhang Jialiang would have almost fallen to the ground.

"Then, that, that wood-eating monster really stole our souls. When the word "Fight" was typing him, my soul also felt a severe pain!" Zhang Jialiang said.

When I heard Zhang Jialiang's words, I was stunned for a moment. I thought that Taoist Wen Yuan was pretending, but when I saw Zhang Jialiang's appearance, I knew that maybe I was wrong.

After the word "Zhe" was hit on the wood-eating monster, the word "Ji" began to float out of the coffin. The energy required by the word "Ji" may be very large, and it has been floating on the golden nanmu coffin, and it did not immediately pounce on the wood-eating monster.

At the same time, a face began to appear on the mottled yellow white cloth of the wood-eating monster. When I saw this face, my whole eyes widened.
Chapter completed!