Don’t get me wrong, immortals are all simple and unpretentious!

Miss Wenren, who was as cold as the moonlight, was moved again with her beautiful eyes. What a tragedy! In front of me, the young master's throat seemed to be disconnected, all ten fingers were cut off at the root, and his chest was stabbed into a puddle of mud. I really don't know what kind of perseverance he relied on to finally stab Wang Ba, that tough gangster!

Meeting by chance, to be able to disregard her own life for the sake of her master and servant, Wenren Qianyue felt like her heart was slowly melting like a thousand-year-old ice.

She didn't believe that there was such a strange man in the world, but the strange man was right in front of her at this moment. He was just a cold corpse without breathing or heartbeat.

"Little girl Wenren Qianyue, thank you so much for saving your life. I will remember it in my heart for the rest of my life." Wenren Qianyue wiped Li Wudao's face covered with blood and mud with her own hands. Only then did she realize how handsome this face was. Chen, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an immortal in this world.

She stared at it carefully until the face was completely engraved in her heart, and then she said to the sobbing Cherry, "Bury it."

"Ah?" Cherry woke up from a dream and looked at her young lady in disbelief.

Wenren Qianyue has returned to her usual coldness, "How happy is life, how painful is death."

Cherry didn't have the realm of a young lady. She carried her benefactor's body out of the carriage, and thoughtfully helped him retrieve his ten fingers. She dug a deep hole under a pine tree not far away with a steel knife.

He lay down in it and tried it. It felt a little hard, so he put a lot of dead leaves on it, and then he put Li Wudao in neatly.

"My benefactor, have a good trip!" Xingxing's eyes were filled with tears, and Yingying buried them and piled a pile of earth on top.

After doing all this, the sky was already turning white. After bowing three times, Cherry drove the carriage, master and servant, and galloped away...

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

The carriage had disappeared from sight. On the ground, a corpse moved and slowly opened its eyes. It was the skinny man who had wiped Li Wudao's neck before.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Zhang San's eyes were bloodshot. The young master was dead, and his brothers who had been through life and death were gone. This revenge had to be avenged.

What he hated most was not the murderous maid, but the bastard who ruined the young master's plan. Looking at the newly established grave not far away, Zhang San felt that his lungs were about to explode with anger.

"If you want to rest in peace, you're dreaming! The third master will cut your body into thousands of pieces, and then expose your body to the wilderness for wolves and wild dogs to eat, in order to comfort the spirits of our brothers in heaven!!"

So, Zhang San picked up a steel knife and started digging the grave.

This girl, Cherry, is too down-to-earth. She is probably afraid that wild dogs will dig out her benefactor and eat her. The ground she steps on is like a porcelain stone, and it is very difficult to dig out.

Faced with the same predicament as Zhang San, there is also Li Daxian. His severed finger has been put back by him. With the help of his sharp fingertips, Li Wudao is also scratching the rammed earth above, smiling secretly in his heart, "Servant girl Sister, do you want to step on it so firmly..."

He had been injured like that before, and it would be unreasonable for him to survive. So he simply pretended to be dead and bet that Wenren Qianyue would transport his body back to Qingtian County, which was considered a free ride. The original plan remains unchanged.

It's a pity that he underestimated such a magical creature like a woman. One moment she was grudged against her, and the next moment she was buried by him. Not only was she buried, but she was buried so solidly that it would take forever.

If Zhang San knew that there was someone doing the same thing as him under the grave, I don’t know what he would think.

Zhang San was worthy of being a bandit. Although he was as thin as a pair of ribs, he still had the strength of his arms. With one operation, he was as fierce as a tiger. He quickly dug out the grave and sat down beside the grave, panting and panting. He took a deep breath and thought. Continue after a while.

At this moment, his ears moved, and a rustling sound came into his ears...

The voice was not very loud, "Who!" Zhang San sat up suddenly, looked around with a steel knife in hand, and found that there was nothing strange. He secretly said that he was too nervous, and sat down on the ground again. The place where he sat was none other than Li Wudao above.

Then, he felt something grabbing his butt...

He raised his butt and looked, "Ah!!!" Zhang San jumped three or four meters. He felt chills running down his spine, all the blood in his body was cold, his head was buzzing, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

A pair of mung bean eyes stared at the place where he had just sat. There were five fingers. The fingertips had no flesh and blood, exposing the sharp finger bones, and the finger bones were still scratching...

"It's haunted!!!" Zhang Sanwanruo lost his mind, turned around and ran away. Talking about brotherhood and revenge were all bullshit. At this moment, he only hated his parents for losing two legs. How special. It’s scary!

"Bang!" In panic, Zhang San bumped his head against the barrel-thick pine tree behind him. He felt dizzy for a while, and fell straight down...

"Pfft!" The steel knife penetrated the body. I don't know which brother died so talented. His head was gone, and he actually held a steel knife upright in his hand, with the tip pointing upward.

Zhang San's mind went blank for a while, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He fell to the ground with a bang, and his life was losing bit by bit. But his damn curiosity still made him couldn't help but look in that direction.

At that moment, there were no longer five fingers, but two arms, still scratching the soil, not very fast, but very tenaciously.

Zhang San just looked straight at him, his eyes filled with blood and thirst for knowledge.

Finally, after more than ten breaths, a head covered with mud came out of the hole. The other person shook his head and spat out saliva mixed with mud.

Zhang San didn't even know that his mouth could open so wide.

The other party rubbed his eyes and seemed to have noticed him. When their eyes met, Zhang San felt a warmth in his crotch...

"Are you a human or a ghost..." The young master's heart was stabbed, but he was still alive. Zhang San was almost sure that the knife he used to wipe his neck was definitely not the back of the knife, because the opponent's throat was still in a semi-connected state. state.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and Li Wudao also saw clearly that this boy was the humorous brother who wiped his neck.

But Brother Huo is still as humorous as ever. What kind of high-tech is this? Why did you get stuck in it yourself?

"I don't know if you have heard of Immortal Immortal Immortal, but unfortunately I am here." Li Wudao struggled out of the pothole with all his strength, straightened his messy hair, and sighed.

After listening to Immortal Li's words, Zhang San's body twitched, his pupils gradually dilated, and gradually lost focus. He was not scared to death, but laughing to death. The corners of his mouth curled up as if to say, "Immortal, is this it?"

"It saves the effort of finishing the last blow." Li Wudao sighed while stroking his forehead. Zhang San was finally buried in the pit by Li Wudao. It was a pity that Yingying had to dig it out with all his efforts. Besides, he was able to get out of the pit quickly. Zhang San came out. At least half as hard.

It will take at most two days to reach Qingtian County. Looking at the rugged road in the distance, Li Wudao cheered up, "Come on, Oli!"