Suddenly a series of bone arrows flew out around, accompanied by faint jack-o’-lantern, and the monks just jumped up, and their flesh and blood were spattered.
At the same time, the grass on both sides crashed and cracked, and the soil splashed everywhere. Many small demons rushed out and threw the frightened escort on horseback …
A long time ago, the huge caravan was ablaze with fire and flesh everywhere, and the little demons carried the residual limbs and legs to devour the sea.
The peddler, covered with black mucus, has turned into a juryman with a one-eyed man and looked around at a sharp whistle.
Dozens of Han came on horseback, and all kinds of evil spirits didn’t wander around. The little demon was crazy to unload a car full of mysterious copper and grain.
"Don’t put these things on the black market when they enter the village!"
"It’s big brother!"
One-eyed man rode a fast horse along the road to the east after being told.
About a few hours later, a huge caravan appeared in front of me, and the flag of the government army on horseback fluttered, and the main general wrote "Xiao" impressively.
When the one-eyed man entered the caravan, many people greeted him.
"Why did Cheng Laoxiong come here?"
"Sorry, sorry, I overslept."
"Hurry up and catch the bus."
The caravan manager doesn’t seem to care.
Many Chinese in the team have strange eyes and a smile on their lips.
In front of the Lord, the great leader is Zeng Wang Xuan and Xiao Bocheng.
He rode on, his brow glowing with dignity. Seeing the caravan in the rear was like a cold hum, "Tell Xiao to behave and not let those Fannie and Freddie gossip."
"Yes, my Lord"
A sergeant rode away, and soon the rear caravan manager came to pay his respects.
Xiao Bocheng nodded with satisfaction and immediately ordered the army to speed up.
At night, he took a huge caravan into Jiulongling and struggled along the way.
A few days later, a huge valley shrouded in dense fog appeared in front of us.
Xiao Bocheng took a deep breath, jumped on his horse and bowed down before the fog, saying, "Report back that Lao Zu Bocheng has brought something."
A moment later, the thick fog surged to reveal a passage.
"Send things in quickly!"
Xiao’s steward hurriedly waved his hand. Many one-eyed robbers and caravans immediately drove the carriage into the valley.
Then the dense fog closed and seemed to completely engulf these people.
Whoosh whoosh!
A thick and delicate wooden stick with fingers flew out of Xiao Bocheng’s hands.
Xiao Bocheng suddenly turned red and his face was full of excitement. "Bocheng, thank you, bodhi old zu!" "
In the thick fog, Xiao Jianqiu’s cold old voice "Okay, this is the last trip"
"Eye bing situation is chaotic. I have given you all the six instruments of divine fire. When you go back, I will call Xiao Jiadi to stick to the mountain city and don’t take care of him."
"Bocheng obeyed!"