Da Bong fights more people

Zhong Li raised his head, and stared at him for a moment with eyes hidden in his hair, "You, you are not dead, you have not been taken away"

There was some excitement in his tone.

"I have great luck to protect me, so I can't die." Xu Qi'an stared at her legs: "Why are you coming back?"

"Come back to look for you." After Zhong Li finished speaking, he lowered his head aggrieved: "I was hit by a stone on the road and broke my leg."

What else can I say, this is the foundation of a prophet!

After a few seconds of silence, Xu Qi'an said: "Okay, then let's go back together."

Zhong Li heaved a sigh of relief and was not scolded.

So she followed behind Xu Qi'an and returned together with him, her legs were slightly twisted, and bright red blood oozes from the trousers.

In order to catch up with Xu Qi'an, she could only jump hard, which aggravated her injury.

Xu Qi'an in front suddenly stopped and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Hmm," she responded in a low voice.

"This is the price of having no brains." Xu Qi'an cursed, turned back, and squatted on the ground: "I'll carry you out."

Zhong Li moved over, opened her hands and was about to pounce, when Xu Qi'an suddenly stood up, her head hit Zhong Li's chin with a "bang", causing her to scream and fall on her back.

No way, Xu Qi said with peace of mind.

He picked up the poor fifth senior sister and walked out, explaining guiltily: "I, what I thought just now was that if I carried you on my back, I might hit a stone on the top of my head again and blow your head to pieces."

Zhong Li's tongue was broken, and his speech was slurred: "It's me."

Xu Qi'an nodded: "So I got up suddenly just now, and planned to hug you."

Zhong Li: "It's my fault"

Xu Qi'an sneered: "You are really unlucky."

Zhong Li buried her face in his arms in shame.

"I took care of the mummified corpse in the tomb. If I dare to keep it, I will naturally have a countermeasure. I have a trick, but you don't have it. Don't you know how unlucky you are?"

Xu Qi'an brought the topic back, and warned: "Next time something like this happens, just escape by yourself. Don't die before I die, you die first."

"I, I worry about you." She said.

"Fuck off, you're not my wife, so you don't have to worry about eating carrots." Xu Qi'an pouted.

I am the one who wants to be a son-in-law.

ps: When coding, I suddenly thought of a bug: language barrier.

So I checked the information and found that the official dialect of the Tang and Song dynasties was Shaanxi dialect. Over the years, the official dialect may change with different capitals, and the language has always existed.And the changes since ancient times are not too big, unless the people in a certain area die out, then the local language will disappear.

So I cleverly filled this bug.

In addition, this chapter is full of dry goods, written very thoughtfully, and the code words are very slow.

Chapter 82 The True God

Dusk, the sun goes down.

In the robbery hole, members of the Houtu Gang emerged one after another, a total of 13 people, including members of the Tiandihui, 16 people.

"Finally out!"

"It's like a lifetime away. I almost thought it was a pity that I was going to die in it. The things I fished out were limited."

The tomb robbers were excited. Some sat on the ground as if they were exhausted, enjoying the joy of the rest of their life after the robbery;

Everyone in the Heaven and Earth Society felt heavy, and there was no smile on their faces.

Hengyuan gently put Lina on the ground, stared blankly at the robbery hole, and said in a low voice: "The poor monk is not as good as a woman."

He sat in silence for a few seconds, clasped his hands together, and wept bitterly.

The degree of sadness is not weaker than the death of Heng Hui who was brought up by one hand.

Hengyuan was afraid that he had to pay attention to the end, and when he reached Gaopin, this was the biggest flaw in his state of mind. Chu Yuanzhen opened his mouth, wanting to comfort him, but couldn't speak.

He also needed some quiet time, a little time to heal his grief.

Hengyuan has been greatly favored by Xu Ningyan many times, but at this critical moment of life and death, he "cowardly" escaped. The blow to Hengyuan from this matter is unimaginable.

Although he never received Xu Ningyan's kindness, he regarded him as a friend who could make friends with him. Xu Ningyan died in the underground tomb, and he was deeply saddened.

It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, he is a person with great luck, and he shouldn't be here. Daoist Jinlian showed a rare look of decadence, which was in stark contrast to the image of a master he had always maintained.

Although I think so in my heart, I also know that the so-called people with great luck are not really immortal, especially when it comes to high-level situations.

The loss of such a person with good fortune here indicates that I will die and disappear? Taoist Priest Jinlian feels lost.

"Master!"

At this time, the sick man of the Houtu Gang came over. He looked more and more haggard, his eyes were sunken, his blood was empty, and a pair of cloudy eyes burst out with light:

"Please tell us the name of our benefactor. Although the Houtu Gang are grave-digging thieves and low-ranking people, we also know how to repay their kindness.

"The benefactor has passed away. We can't repay him in this life. We just want to erect a longevity monument for him. From now on, all members of the Houtu Gang will worship him every day and never forget it."

Tears welled up in Qian You's eyes, he wiped his eyes, and cried, "I beg the Taoist priest to tell my benefactor his name."

"Pray for the name of the benefactor." The members of the Houtu Gang said excitedly.

"Xu Qi'an, his name is Xu Qi'an, he is the silver gong of the policeman's yamen in the capital." Daoist Jin Lian sighed, and then told them how to write their names.

Xu Qi'an's Houtu Gang members silently memorized the name.

At this moment, Daoist Jin Lian, Heng Yuan, and Chu Yuanzhen suddenly froze. They caught the very slight sound of footsteps, which came out of the thief's mouth.

There was a few seconds of silence, and then Hengyuan grabbed Lina and threw her back at the Tu Gang crowd, growling in a low voice: "Go, go!"

Daoist Jinlian and Chu Yuanzhen retreated a certain distance, forming a "pin" shape with Hengyuan, facing the robbery cave.

The old Taoist said in a deep voice: "Leave quickly, go as far as you can, the monster in the tomb has come out."

Hengyuan was not afraid, but showed a look of relief, and said in an extremely relaxed tone: "Amitabha, this time, the poor monk will not leave again."

I haven't participated in the battle between heaven and man yet?" Chu Yuanzhen muttered, and stretched his hand behind his back, holding the sword that had never been drawn.