Chapter Twenty-Eight: Credit

Forget it, I can't care about it so much, anyway, the left and right are dead, you can't escape, you can't fight, it's better to look back and see how Tianhong is. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

After making up my mind, I looked back as I said.

Oh my God, under the faint moonlight, I vaguely saw that the snakes had begun to climb to the stone where Tianhong was, and Tianhong held a stick and kept pulling down the poisonous snakes that climbed on the stone.

But two fists are hard to beat four hands, dial one down, climb two up, according to this situation, within a moment, Tianhong is estimated to be bitten to death.

Well, you know what's going on this time, right?

The poisonous snake bites him, but it does not bite you, it is conceivable that either you have a problem with your physique or you have treasures on you.

The old golden head paused, and then continued: "As far as your powerless appearance is concerned, your body is definitely not special, so the latter is more likely, is there any treasure?" The old golden man's voice suddenly sounded behind me.

I quickly turned around, cried and said, "Where do I have any treasures, you let us go, let us go.........

Okay, you honestly hand over the treasures on your body, I can keep you, Tianhong and the monkey a whole corpse, you decide for yourself whether to hand it over or not.

But I have to warn you, if you hesitate any longer, Tianhong will soon be drilled by ten thousand snakes, hum. The old golden man let out his trademark sinister laugh again.

After I heard this, my brain teaser spun rapidly, and I kept thinking about what treasure I had on me, if there was, I would definitely hand it over and save Tianhong first.

But the more anxious I was, the more confused the whole person became, and the cry for help from behind me made my heart feel like fifteen buckets of water, seven up and eight down.

At the same time, I kept praying in my heart: "Grandpa, where are you, come and save us, come and save us."

At this moment, I suddenly thought of my grandfather, by the way, my grandfather gave me a small peach wood sword before, which was full of charms, according to my grandfather, it was handed down by his ancestors, used to save my life with magic weapons, and it was also a rare holy weapon in the entire Zhu You family, could it be that this inconspicuous peach wood sword saved me?

After thinking of this layer, I immediately subconsciously reached into the pocket of my jacket, and soon touched the small peachwood sword.

After the peachwood sword tentacled, it suddenly gave me a very stable and peaceful feeling, which made my whole person calm down instantly.

I thought that if I handed over the peachwood sword at this time, Tianhong would also be bitten to death by the snake, no matter what, the old golden head would not let us go.

Since he wants to get the Peachwood Sword so much, why don't I use this as a bargaining chip to force him to save Tianhong first?

At the thought of this, I stopped crying, cleared my throat, and prepared to make a barde.

But at this moment, in the empty night, there was a sudden sound of a desolate flute, a low and tactful voice, at this moment, it seemed extraordinarily sad.

I hurriedly raised my head and looked at the old golden head, and strangely enough, the sound of this flute was not played by the old golden head, because his flute was now in his left hand, and his expression was unusually nervous and frightened.

The old golden head was afraid of the sound of the flute!!

In other words, the old golden head is afraid of this flute player, at this juncture, of course I will not be naïve to think that this flute is a boring person's evening time, existence is what reason, that is, why don't I wait and see what happens?

He put his little hand out of his pocket, turned around, and looked around at the source of the flute, hoping to find out who was playing.

It's a pity that the moonlight tonight is relatively light, and there is a faint bamboo forest around, as far as the eye can see, there is no way to see who is playing, the only thing that can be determined is that the flute is coming from the direction of the village.

Could it be that someone has come to save us?

But I never knew of anyone in the village who could play the flute so low and graceful.

But that's not my focus at this time, because something bigger has happened!

That's the swarm!!

After hearing the sound of the flute, the snakes instantly retreated into the depths of the bamboo forest like a tide, as if some major crisis was coming.

When you come, you are as fast as water, and when you go, you are as fast as lightning, and in an instant, the black and oppressive snakes have dissipated in this clearing.

If it weren't for the poisonous snakes that were crushed and trampled to death by me all over the ground, and the fishy smell that could not be dissipated for a long time, it is estimated that no one would have thought that the one that was once black and suppressed here was all an army of poisonous snakes, let alone what kind of catastrophe we experienced just now.

Alas..... A long sigh came from the mouth of the old golden man.

After the sigh, the old golden head stared at me with resentful eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "For the nine blades of the mountain, the credit is returned, I can't imagine that I will calculate for a lifetime, and finally lose to you three milky little hairy children.....

Then, without waiting for me to refute him, he changed his words and shouted into the depths of the bamboo forest: "Gu Fei, since you are here, then come out, what do you say with your head and tail exposed."

Hmph, you guy who has lost his conscience, in vain we took you in the village and built you a house, even if you are a white-eyed wolf, you should be raised, you don't want to repay the favor, even if you still do such a dehumanizing thing.

After saying that, Gu Fei walked out of the bamboo forest, still with her hair in a high bun, and a black dress, plus a wrinkled face, and angry eyes.

The speed of walking is not a little old at all, and he is holding a simple bamboo flute in his hand, and out with him, there are grandfathers, ghost women, and village heads.

Oh, it's all here, it's okay, it looks like the sky is going to kill me, since the old friends are here, then let's have a good fight.

I have always heard that your Bai family is Zhu You orthodoxy, and I have long wanted to meet you, but I have always been afraid to challenge you because of my identity, now let's have a big battle to see if you Zhu You is powerful, or our black witch disciples are smart.

Old Jin, why should you? No matter how big the hatred is, you can't embarrass these children, right?

Saying that, my grandfather looked at me lovingly, and then continued to say to Lao Jintou, "Lao Jin, we have been good friends for more than ten years, you tell your grievances, how about we solve the trick together?"

Solve it together, how to solve it? I have been planning for more than ten years, can you resolve it with just a few words? Seventh, you are too naïve. The old golden-headed traitor smiled and shook his head.