Chapter 1767
Seeing Yang Jiu's frightened look, I said comfortingly: "Dong'er is scaring you. Before you entered the palace, I used fire virtue to protect your body. Those bugs have long been burned to death by my fire virtue."
It’s over.”
"Yes, yes, really?" Yang Jiu was completely frightened and lost his mind, so he verified it again.
"You'll know when you move."
I didn't expect that the red-clothed Taoist Priest of Tianshi Mansion would be frightened like this, so he said with a bitter smile.
Yang Jiu then moved his muscles and bones. He moved to take a mirror to look at his forehead. After seeing that there was nothing wrong, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and a look of ecstasy returned to his face:
"I'm alive."
"Come to me quickly, I'm afraid the green ghost is already targeting us!" I said.
"good!"
After Yang Jiu said "Okay", he ran towards me with the joy of escaping death still on his face.
call!
As soon as Yang Jiu took two steps, a gust of wind suddenly shot up from the darkness, blowing past Yang Jiu's body and bringing up his already tattered red robe.
Bang!
It was at this time that I saw a big tree behind Yang Jiu cut off from the waist one meter above the ground, and collapsed to the ground with a "bang" sound.
"The wind isn't strong, why did the tree fall?" Yang Jiu turned around and looked behind him in surprise. When he looked back, Yang Jiu's waist, which was one meter above the ground, also had a similar crack.
Yang Jiu, who turned around and looked behind him, hadn't noticed this change yet.
Dong'er was about to scream when he saw the scars on Yang Jiu's body. I stretched out my hand to cover Dong'er's mouth and whispered: "Don't scream, let him go peacefully!"
When the knife reaches a certain speed, people will not feel the pain.
I don't know when, a bright moon began to appear in the sky, and the moonlight illuminated the originally dark woods.
"Why have you stopped talking? Why are you staring at me?" Yang Jiu looked at the rest of us in confusion and asked in confusion.
"Doubtful, why is there a warm feeling in my waist?" At this time, Yang Jiu also noticed something was wrong and was about to look at the incision on his waist.
"Nine, ninth brother!" At this time, Yang Hao called Yang Jiu with a trembling voice. With red eyes, he suppressed the sadness in his heart and said, "We are going home!"
Hearing the word "go home", Yang Jiu's confused face overflowed with a happy smile: "Go home, teacher..."
Bang!
Before Senior Brother Yang Jiu could say a word, his cut upper half of the body lost its center of gravity and fell heavily to the ground.
Until his death, Yang Jiu still had a faint smile on his face, a smile of homesickness.
"Ninth brother!"
The remaining seven Taoist priests from the Tianshi Mansion could no longer hold on and rushed to Yang Jiu's body, raised their heads and cried loudly.
"Who is it? Come out if you have the guts. How can you be a hero by attacking people secretly? Come out if you have the guts!"
"Yes, if you are really capable, come out and compete with us!"
Chapter completed!