Chapter: 4887

Since he can't even beat a reckless bull, but the blood in his body is so poisonous, it seems reasonable if you say he is trash, and it seems reasonable to say he is not trash.

"Could it be that he was injured at that time? After all, the King of Netherlight is a ten-thousand-year-old bug. Facing it, even if you kill him, at least the attacker will have to peel off his skin if he doesn't die, right?" Pei Shiyuan looked at Mang Niu and said.

On this point, Pei Lan and the special envoy also agreed and looked over.

Mang Niu tried his best to recall, and after a while, he shook his head: "Although that guy's cultivation base is low, he has a lot of strength, that is to say, he is at a disadvantage against a strong man like me. If it were someone else, he would still have the upper hand. As for He's hurt, that's even more invisible."

"He even took the initiative to fight me first."

"Hiss!" Pei Shiyuan couldn't help but gasped: "Could it be that he is really a monster?"

"Maybe." The special envoy smiled and snorted coldly.

He didn't quite understand either.

However, he was more interested: "Catch it back and see if it's a monster or a human being."

"To live." The special envoy smiled softly and ordered.


Pei Shiyuan nodded: "What the hell are you doing in a daze? Chase me. At the same time, I ordered the twenty-seven departments outside to quickly take this place as the center point. Even if I opened the ground, I would definitely capture that kid alive." .�

"yes!"

A large group of people took the lead and quickly chased down the mountain.

At this time, Han Sanqian, how could he know that after he left, he would leave so many gossips.

Coming down from the mountain, three people and one beast, no, three people, one beast and one egg, they continued to go deeper towards the north.

To the north of the mountain, there is an endless stretch of dry mountains and rocks, no trace of green, no red, only endless gray-black mist shrouding down.

With a few strange calls, wild beasts ran, and demonic birds flew across. Starting from the original mountain, bursts of huge black air moved quickly in the mist, and spread rapidly towards the surroundings.

Twenty-seven of Pei Shiyuan's subordinates, tens of thousands of people, officially launched a carpet-like hunt.

The number of strong men with tiger bodies heading north is the most, because they know that the other side is wider and more suitable for escape, so the number of people in this direction is the largest, and the speed is also the fastest. I just hope to catch up with Han Sanqian and the others as soon as possible.

It's just that it's just below them.

At this time, a thing is like an earthen boat, shuttling through the ground.

Behind it, hung a simple wooden square. In the square, two people, one animal and one egg, were sitting in it. The woman was bored and took the initiative to tease the beast, while the man was reading a book carefully.

Besides Pangolin and Han Sanqian, who else could this group of people be?

"I treat you like a brother, you treat me like a donkey, I'll rely on you." The pangolin wore soil depressedly, and the soil was like water in front of him, and it opened when it met it, and then closed it again along the wooden box.

Han Sanqian ignored him, and concentrated on reading the Phoenix Heart Sutra, in which the understanding of fire completely refreshed Han Sanqian's cognition.

Seeing that Han Sanqian ignored him, the pangolin could only silence its complaints, and continued to drill forward honestly.

This drilling, I don't know how long.

In short, Xia Wei next to her didn't know how many reincarnations she had between sleeping and waking up.

The evil Taotie got up slightly, spit out the egg in his mouth, then wrapped the egg lightly with his feet and clamped it to Han Sanqian's side.

Only then did Han Sanqian put down the Heart Sutra in his hand, and looked at it strangely: "Are you tired? Do you want me to keep the egg for you?" JrNovels.com