The only favorite evil and cute little egg concubine

Chapter 225 Time is running out
Alas, why did she come back again, what was she thinking about!

Fidgeting through his hair, Yan Buli gritted his teeth, and decided to go to Yan Qing to ask him what he meant to him.Thinking of this, he quickly turned away and went straight to the room of the three of Yetu.

I don't know how long she ran away?Facts have proved that she was indeed lost, peat, it was all because she rushed forward with her head covered and forgot to look at the road.

The pace under her feet slowed down, Yan Buli simply took a step away, the silvery moonlight elongated her shadow.Suddenly there was a melancholy sigh from ahead, Yan Buli was stunned for a moment, and quickly followed the sound.

There were several jars of spirits on the cool round stone table, and the dead old man sat beside him, holding a jar of wine in his hand, raised his head and took a big sip, pursed his lips after drinking, and praised: "Good wine, good wine!" Wine!"

Seeing the dead old man's flaming eyes flashing, he walked over and sat down, then picked up a jar of wine bluntly and poured it into his mouth.

"Hey, you girl, who told you to drink this wine, spit it out, spit it out for me, spit it out for me quickly."

The dead old man got up and was about to snatch the wine jar from Yan Buli's hand, Yan Buli frowned at him, quickly hugged the wine jar tightly in his arms, stared at the dead old man and said, "How dare you put your hand on my chest? Qian Huang, I yelled molestation! That's because you are late, don't blame me for not warning you in advance!"

"Pfft," choked on these words, the dead old man blew his beard, "Hey, you little girl!"

For Yan Buli's unreasonable behavior, the old man died very disdainfully and didn't care about her, otherwise it would only make him appear narrow-minded.

Sitting back on the stone bench, the dead old man held the wine jar and took a big sip, then saw Yan Buli pouring down his own wine vigorously, closed his eyes, took another big sip of the wine, and then slowly said: "I'm doing my best, kid. Is it bothering you?"

"Who is bothered about him, don't mention him to me, mentioning him will make you angry," Yan Buli said angrily as he placed the wine jar heavily on the stone table.

The dead old man glanced at her and raised his eyebrows, "It looked good when I was eating just now! What's the matter? We had a quarrel."

Yan Buli didn't speak, and the dead old man laughed and fell silent.Under the cold moonlight, the two of them drank the wine relatively silently.

After a long time, Yan Buli, who was drinking, suddenly remembered about Ji Heng, and asked the dead old man.It seems that the dead old man who didn't know Jiheng's real name was stunned for a moment, and only realized after hearing Yan Buli say that the spiritual energy was disabled.Looking at her faintly, although he was a little puzzled, he still told the story of Jiheng in detail.

Jiheng was picked up in a ruined temple by him. At that time, he was already scarred and dying, but his will to survive was very strong.He folded his arms and watched coldly for a long time. Seeing that he hadn't died yet, he was a little curious why he refused to die after being injured so badly?So he was taken to the hospital without any hassle.

Later, when he woke up, he actually treated his savior very badly, and said that he was meddling in saving him!Hey, this kid, he really has a f*cking appetite for him, so he took him as an apprentice and tortured him with cultivation, forced him to be his master, and then brought him back to death valley.

But in the end, it was pitiful to look at him, and he was always a protector, so he didn't torture him and kindly asked Yeqing to heal him.After all, he is a kind person after all!

Hearing this, Yan Buli twitched the corners of his mouth. If you are a kind person, what about the rumored bloodthirsty and evil dead old man?

"You ask that, do you know Wuming?" the dead old man asked.

Yan Buli glanced at him and didn't speak, just drank his wine.Seeing Yan Buli's silence, the dead old man became upset, and kept yelling at Yan Buli to cross the river and demolish the bridge.

Yan Buli automatically blocked the complaints of the dead old man. After finishing the two jars of wine, he burped and talked to the dead old man, then got up and left with swaying steps.

The next day, Yan Buli woke up on the tree trunk, rubbing her painful head, Yan Buli remembered that she wanted to wander back yesterday, but after wandering for a long time, she still couldn't find the way, so she casually climbed onto a tree trunk. The tree slept all night.

Yawning, Yan Buli stretched, and slowly jumped off the tree.Looking up at the sky, it was already noon in the middle of the day, no wonder she was a little hungry, but why hasn't anyone come to her for so long?Could it be that she was missing.Forget it, she can find her way back by herself if she doesn't come to her.

With a snort, Yan Buli raised his foot and wandered around, looking at the unfamiliar scenery around him and seeing no one there, he frowned, this huge Death Valley is really a bit deserted with only one hundred people, he wanted to find someone to ask There are no roads.

I don't know how long it took, and finally, just as she walked down the zigzag long corridor, the twilight came face to face, Yan Buli was overjoyed, and hurried up to him.

Before she could open her mouth, Twilight began to question, "Bosi, I finally found you. Where did you go so early in the morning? Someone came to single-handedly challenge Yan Qing this morning. He was no match for him and used poison despicably. Yanqing’s poison, Death Valley Master and the others are trying their best to rescue it now.”

"What!" Yan Buli's expression changed, he couldn't care who was poisoning Yan?Hurriedly let Twilight lead the way back.

Outside the room, Ji Heng was lying on the ground in a state of distress, while Ye Tu and Chen Rang stood in front of him.With a look of resentment on Pan Qi's face, he wished he could rush up and burn him to death, but was held tightly by the meat ball.

Looking at such a scene, Yan Buli knew without asking that the person who poured poison on Yan was Ji Heng.Walking forward, he glanced at him coldly, "Ji Heng, give me a reason."

Hearing Yan Buli's voice, the motionless Ji Heng moved his body, looked up at Yan Buli's dead face, and sneered, "Reason, he ruined my family and ruined my spiritual energy." , caused my mother to be forced to death, how can you tell me not to blame him? How not to hate him?"

At the end Ji Heng became excited, and then even Yang Tian laughed out loud, looked at Yan Buli and said coldly: "Kill me to avenge your father! Anyway, it's meaningless for me to live like a walking dead."

Yan Buli's gloomy face instantly shone with a cold light, and his dark star eyes looked at Ji Heng with a flash of killing intent, but finally lifted his foot and kicked Ji Heng fiercely.

Jiheng, who was already injured, couldn't bear the kick filled with spiritual energy, his body was thrown aside heavily, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.

"Jiheng, you have always been a king and a loser, and you have asked for it to fall like this. You have nothing to blame, and you still hate your sister! If I don't kill you today, I will let you live like a walking corpse in pain." For a For a person who is disheartened and only wants to die, living is the best punishment for him.

(End of this chapter)