Chapter 772 [V015] The group pet Yan Xiaosi! (two more)
After Erbao entered, the restriction in front of Dabao and Xiaobao also opened a big hole, and the two jumped in with their short legs.
After seeing the Summoning Saint Luan and the Iron Fangs and the Broken Demon Vine, the white-haired old man felt that he could accept it logically, even though he did not understand how these little guys did it. .
It's about my sister, San Xiaodan did not push the white-haired old man to let him advance, but the white-haired old man himself proposed to take the lead: "You guys wait at the door, I'll go check the situation first, in case there is any danger..."
Before he finished speaking, he found that San Xiaodan was looking at him with a suspicious look.
And this kind of suspicion is not just suspicion, it seems to be mixed with a trace of... contempt!
It's like he thinks that he will screw things up when he goes in. In other words, is he so unreliable? Is it his fault to attract the demon guards? Who in the end yelled at the fruit first? Did he not discourage it?
besides……
No more, San Xiaodan went in proudly.
The white-haired old man covered his heart, and sooner or later died of anger in the hands of these little fools!
A few people entered the dark hall one by one, the blood on the ground has been removed by Zhou Jin's ideas, and the traces of the fight have been concealed as much as possible. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to find it, but the three little eggs are not ordinary children, especially Dabao, he saw very carefully.
He saw a fingernail-sized shard at the base of the wall.
If ordinary people were afraid that it would be difficult to judge where it came from through a piece of debris, Dabao recognized it, and the armor on the demon guards who captured them was made of this material.
Dabao took out a pen and paper, and wrote to the white-haired old man, "Open the coffin."
Is so concise?
Please, Senior Zuo Envoy, open the coffin board, please?
Are you tired of writing a few more words?
The white-haired old man rolled his eyes, walked around behind the coffin board, and pushed the coffin board away.
He had been locked up in the forbidden area for so many years, and he didn't know exactly where this place was, and what the **** was this group of demons trying to play, but he knew several corpses in the coffin, and they were clearly in the dungeon before they were locked up in the dungeon. Demon guards seen nearby.
Looking at their corpses, they seemed to have died not long ago, and the method of death was very cruel. One had his whole body broken, and the other three had their necks broken.
This is a jade coffin made of thousand-year-old cold jade. It is said to have the effect of keeping the body from rotting and isolating the breath. In short, it is a treasure. The white-haired old man will not think that they have made a big mistake and been sent off by the demons, and then collect the corpse into this pair. Millennium cold jade coffin.
They must have been killed!
who can that be?
"Beads." Xiaobao bent down and picked up a bead the size of a soy bean from the bottom of the coffin.
This is the bead on Yan Xiaosi's shoe. Her clothes were wet, but the shoes were not, so the shoes were still on her own feet. When Xiao Rakshasa held her up and jumped, she accidentally dropped a bead. .
"Sister really came here." Erbao said.
"Are those people killed by your sister?" the white-haired old man asked San Xiaodan weakly.
San Xiaodan gave him an even more contemptuous look.
The white-haired old man also realized that he had said something wrong. He cleared his throat and said embarrassingly: "I'm just kidding, how can such a young child kill someone? Hahaha..."
San Xiaodan thought in his heart, idiot! If my sister kills them, they won't be so ugly!
San Xiaodan searched the dark hall inside and out, and determined that his sister was not there, so they planned to search elsewhere.
Just when San Xiaodan was struggling to find his sister, Zhou Jin and Xiao Luosha found the dungeon where they were once imprisoned.
There are all kinds of people locked up in the dungeon, including children, ordinary villagers, and monks of the right way. Zhou Jin did not know the specific purpose.
Zhou Jin searched the cells one by one, but did not find the figure of the servant. It seemed that he was not imprisoned here.
When he was going to ask Little Rakshasa to go with him to look elsewhere, he found that Little Rakshasa got into an empty cell. Little Rakshasa smelled it in the cell and turned around again, as if he was looking for something.
Zhou Jin touched the hole in the cell door. It was cut open by a sharp blade. Of course, he wouldn't think that the guards of the demon clan had nothing to do and cut down his cell. He could only say that the prisoners in the cell ran out. .
Seeing Xiao Xiewu frowning as if he was looking for someone, Zhou Jin asked in a low voice, "Do you have any other family members locked in here?"
Little Rakshasa still didn't answer, and flashed out holding Yan Xiaosi.
It was as fast as lightning, and it rushed through the cell. The detainees didn't see what was happening at all. They only felt a hurricane blowing by. When they reacted, Little Rakshasa had already checked all the cells. , went out with Yan Xiaosi in his arms.
Zhou Jin also stepped out.
Xiao Rakshasa hugged Yan Xiaosi, standing under the moon and meditating.
Zhou Jin looked at its thin and small body, its small wrist like a stubble, and then looked at the little fat baby in its arms, she couldn't hold it for her.
But Zhou Jin also knew that he would not let himself hug his sister.
"Hey, little thing, who were you looking for just now? Since we're all looking for someone, why don't you tell me what the person you're looking for looks like, and I'll help you keep an eye on it." Zhou Jin said to it.
Little Rakshasa was still thinking.
Zhou Jin's handsome and unparalleled face was bathed in the clear brilliance of the bright moon, and he was a little more alluring. He said, "Are you looking for your parents? Your parents were also arrested?"
I don't know which of his words was heard by Xiao Xiewu. Zhou Jin saw that Xiao Xiewu finally reacted. He stared blankly at the boundless night, and his small mouth made a dreamy voice: "Ma... Ma... …”
Zhou Jin couldn't understand it again.
At that moment, Zhou Jin felt that it was like a poor and abandoned little one. Did its family not want it? Because it was refined into a blood rakshasa?
"That, you..." As soon as Zhou Jin opened his mouth, there were small footsteps on the path beside him, Zhou Jin's eyes moved, and he said to Xiao Luosha, "Hide! Don't be violent..."
Before he finished speaking, a hurricane blew across, turning the beautiful and unparalleled Young Master Zhou into a chicken coop, and a certain culprit hugged Yan Xiaosi and jumped into the huge canopy above his head.
Zhou Jin used the power of the Holy Master to jump on the branch, spit out a leaf, and said to the little Rakshasa expressionlessly: "No thanks."
The other four guards from the Demon Race came. They were also there to **** people, but they were not strong men like Zhou Jin and Xiao Luosha who needed to use a jade coffin to isolate their breath, but ordinary children. They had already escorted a man. batch, on the way to **** the second batch.
Zhou Jin is the sorcerer king. He will dedicate himself to the people of the Wu clan, but he will not die for the people of the whole world. He has no such obligation, nor such a great ability. He never thought about it from the beginning to the end. Hit the stone with an egg to destroy the entire Earth Demon Palace.
His purpose was to take good care of his servants after he was rescued here.
And the little evil thing seems to be in step with him in this regard, only to find people, not to save the common people.
It’s not that they don’t want to save, it’s that they can’t.
With their current ability, even if they joined hands, it would be very difficult to kill the great protector of the demon race.
What's more, there is more than that one Demon Race expert here.
The two of them concealed their aura, and the few Demon Race guards walked over without noticing it, but they didn't go very far when Yan Xiaosi in his arms suddenly murmured, "Wow woo woo~"
"Who!" A demon guard hurriedly drew his sword and turned around.
Before the sword was drawn out, the little Rakshasa flashed towards him with a whistle.
Little Rakshasa threw Yan Xiaosi high into the air, broke the necks of the four demon guards at an unimaginable speed, and stably caught the falling Yan Xiaosi.
Yan Xiaosi murmured sweetly: "Wow~"
"Ah!" Another demon guard passed by and saw four of his companions being killed. He didn't go forward to fight, but planned to leave quietly.
Zhou Jin found him in time, and with a thought, he flicked his sleeves, and a flying knife was thrown out, which penetrated his heart.
He doesn't like to kill, but sometimes, he has to kill if he doesn't.
Little Rakshasa turned his head and left!
Zhou Jin looked at its dashing little back, and then at the corpse on the ground. After a headache, you are only responsible for killing people, don't you care about the aftermath? It seems that you killed four of these five people, can you stop dumping all the mess to me?
But the little Rakshasa has gone far!
Zhou Jin gritted his teeth and dragged the corpse into the grass.
(end of this chapter)