The seventh sister of crossing the immortals is a bit fierce

Chapter 291

"Oh, so that's the case, this is the right side!" Du Lin raised his hand to touch the big bag, looked at the right side, and then at the slim back of his seventh brother, and murmured: "No wonder old lost, Emma, ​​the seventh brother is here The back view is really ecstasy, if only it was a little girl! Du Lin, that's your seventh brother, don't worry about it."

At this moment, the dead second ancestor remembered that he still had a basalt mask, and for the sake of his own life, he supported it early.

There is a small sun shining in the back, almost telling the enemy, dear, come on, I am here, as long as you love me, you can shoot at me.

Xia Qi couldn't bear it any longer, so he took an invisibility talisman on himself, and another on the boy with peach blossom eyes, and finally it didn't dazzle his eyes.

The trails are rugged and desolate.

But the further he walked, the more frightened Xia Qi became.

I'm going, it's too cruel, isn't it?

Beside the path, not too far away is the wreckage of a giant puppet man, some of which can still be seen in shape, and some are simply a pile of fly ash. The reason why the prototype can be seen is entirely because of the outline marks left on the ground.

It seems that the technique was done by the cultivator of Huo Lingen, and the opponent's swordsmanship is good, so it is the sword cultivator of Huo Lingen who can't stand it.

Xia Qi was terrified, but Xiao Yu'er also felt at ease, because walking all the way to find the wreckage of the puppet proved that he did not go wrong.

Until three o'clock in the noon, Xia Qi sneaked all the way with the dead second ancestor, and came to an abandoned puppet scrap yard.

Spectacular, spectacular, very spectacular!
In his previous life, Xiao Yu'er had only seen the scrapyards of abandoned cars in the United States on TV. There were piles of cars covered in dust, one piled high on top of the other.

This is a depression. In the depression, there are wooden puppets missing arms, legs, heads, two halves, blocks, gears, parts, brackets, dilapidated, covered with dust, even dirt, as if they were It has not been abandoned for too long, and the wood has not yet shown signs of decay.

The entire depression was filled to the brim.

A burst of inexplicable anger swept Xia Qi's heart. There are so many puppets here, how many soul slices are there?

How many people have their souls extracted for no reason, sliced ​​into pieces, and reduced to puppet spirits, and finally dissipated and thrown into unknown depressions, where they are exposed to the wind, rain, and scorching sun!

In my previous life, I lived in a peaceful age. Everyone is precious. You only have one life, so you should be respected. The idea of ​​equality for everyone has already been deeply rooted in Xia Qi's bone marrow. Life should not be taken away easily!
After transmigrating to Donghua, the Lingxiao Sect is the number one sect in Donghua, the sect has a magnanimous attitude, and everything they do is upright and upright.Among the same sect, even if there is fighting and killing, it is only to the end, at most until the other party can't take care of himself.

Xia Qi has killed people before, more than a hundred lives in Qingqingshan, and he took them with a wave of his hand, but the other party killed them in a proper way.

Murderers, people will always kill them!
But Xia Qi has never taken the life of a person who is not a heinous person. The Buddha has an angry look at King Kong, but he does not kill innocent people.

The other party is simply not human, even a hundred times, a thousand times more vicious than a monster.

(End of this chapter)