Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 1602
Song Tianxing was hung on the sacred tree.

Duan Chengmo walked away sullenly.

Duan Mosheng pointed to Song Tianxing on the tree and shouted: "If you climb the wall of my house again, you will be killed on the sacred tree. A toad still likes my sister, so I'll kill you!"

The always gentle Duan Mosheng left cursing.

The erhu tone stopped.

The blind man came under the sacred tree, he raised his head, his empty eyes were facing Song Tianxing.

Song Tianxing's two hands were locked by iron chains, and the iron chains were moving, tightening Song Tianxing's wrists.

The iron chain is the keel, and Song Tianxing was chained like this, and all the bones in his body were affected.

There is a feeling of being pulled out.

Therefore, Song Tianxing grinned, and his facial features became deformed.

The blind man's empty eye sockets seemed to be able to reflect Song Tianxing's pain.

He just "looked" at it for a long time.

Song Tianxing's eyes had been looking elsewhere, he finally couldn't help it, and went down enduring the pain.

When his eyes touched the eye sockets of the blind man, Song Tianxing's trembling body stopped immediately, as if the feeling of bone cramping disappeared.

"Is this okay?" asked the blind man.

Song Tianxing didn't answer, as if he didn't know how to answer, or he was too painful to speak.

"It's useless, it's really useless, no matter who it is."

Saying that, the blind man unexpectedly left here with the erhu under one arm.

"Ouch……"

Song Tianxing's painful facial muscles were twitching, and when the blind man left, Song Tianxing's eyes turned cold.

"Hahaha."

A loud laugh made Song Tianxing frown. He looked over, and Wen Xingxing was squatting by the lake watching it interestingly.

"The same position, the same hanging method, the feeling should be the same?"

Wen Xingxing said: "I see your expression is the same as last time, son of a turtle, enjoy yourself, your father is very happy."

"Stupid, stupid son, your father cursed you to fall into the lake!"

Song Tianxing finished speaking through gritted teeth.

"Yo, you can still swear, how about I give Duan Mosheng a suggestion to tie up your two legs?" Wen Xing said.

Pooh!
Song Tianxing endured the pain and took a bite.

"Ah, you can't vomit me, the turtle can't vomit me." Wen Xingxing was bouncing around, very happy.

"Go to hell, don't disturb my enjoyment here." Song Tianxing shouted.

"I won't leave yet, just looking at you like this." Wen Xingxing made a face.

Hearing what Wen Xingxing said, Song Tianxing became anxious under his painful expression.

But this anxiety cannot be seen by Wen Xingxing, otherwise, the consequences will be serious.

All morning, Wen Xingxing laughed at Song Tianxing in a very funny way.

Perhaps because the ridicule was boring, Wen Xingxing left, "I'll see you in the afternoon."

Wen Xingxing left, and there was no one by the lake, and everyone ate at home at noon.

"It's time to hurry up."

Song Tianxing gritted his teeth, and lifted his body up...

After Tian Ermiao finished beating the fairy palm, he started to make the keel.

The power of the soul cannot be used, and the dragon pattern cannot be taken out. It is too difficult to refine the keel here.

Seeing Tian Ermiao paying attention to the keel, the witch god said, "That's right, this bone is like a straw, it sucked me clean, and now your head is all gray and black, it won't be long before , you will only be left with divine thoughts.”

"Since it's a straw, can I suck outside things from here?"

Tian Ermiao's words really shocked the witch god.

After a while, the witch god shook his head, "Impossible, you probably saw it on the way here, so many fairy trees, although they are not big, but they are already deeply rooted, unless someone helps you pull them out one by one."

"Anyone help you? Obviously not, hehe."

boom!
There was a loud bang from above the dry well.

"what sound?"

The witch god looked up, and so did Tian Ermiao.

"Why does it sound like the uncle is overwhelmed?" Wu Shen said.

"You're right, someone pulled out a fairy tree for me."

Tian Ermiao's hand grabbed the keel, and a trace of breath entered his body, it was immortal energy!

The witch god was extremely shocked, "This is a small town of self-cultivation, who will help you?"

A fairy tree doesn't have much fairy energy, so Tian Ermiao quickly absorbed it.

He looked up and wondered who was helping him.

Moreover, those fairy trees are the foundation of the town, who would destroy the town just to help him?

There was no image of a single person in Tian Ermiao's mind.

In the small town of self-cultivation, Wen Ningyan's brother and sister have the best relationship with him, but Wen Ningyan has trouble walking, and Wen Xingxing is not strong enough, so it is obviously impossible to do it.

Duan Mosheng used to have a good relationship with him, however, this time when he came back and saw Duan Mosheng once, Duan Mosheng avoided him far away.

Tian Ermiao didn't think it would be Mr. Wen. In Tian Ermiao's heart, Mr. Wen had already been assigned to the enemy.

The blind man pushed him in, let alone.

The immortal energy in her body was not sucked away, some came in again, and Tian Ermiao's expression became different.

However, the gray and black on his body did not decrease.

"It's useless, no matter who helps you, it's useless."

The witch god said: "Maybe someone wants to gather the immortal energy together, and then extract it uniformly."

The words of the witch god reminded Tian Ermiao that if this is the case, then Mr. Wen and the blind man are both possible, and even a big family like Duan Chengmo is also possible.

Just, who would dare?

This is obviously to destroy the whole town in order to perfect one person.

Who has such courage?

Tian Ermiao waited, but did not hear the second sound.

There is no fairy energy flowing back from the keel.

It's night time.

Boom boom boom...

The sound appeared again, and it continued to appear.

Tian Ermiao immediately grabbed the keel.

"This is really trying to destroy the entire town. If it falls down like this, can the formation still be maintained?"

The witch god showed surprise, "Can I go out now?"

This night, the sound of "boom" will always be remembered.

Tian Ermiao absorbed more than twice the amount of immortal energy than before.

It can't be used yet, but Tian Ermiao believes that his strength must have doubled.

The next day, Tian Ermiao's nose turned gray-black.

"What's the use of absorbing so much immortal energy?"

Wu Shen said: "It will still be recycled after all, it's a pity."

"Not necessarily."

Tian Ermiao grinned strangely.

The witch god felt that something was wrong.

Mr. Wen was sitting at home, he felt something was wrong, he stood up and walked back and forth, looked up at the sky, there were dark clouds, and it was going to rain heavily, it was so hard to see Slim Town.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
However, Mr. Wen was trapped by the dragon lock formation, so he could only worry.

Under the sacred tree, the blind man's face sank into the water, and he shouted at Song Tianxing, "Who ordered you?"

(End of this chapter)