The workers inside fell to the ground, and Chu Shifu's face turned pale in shock.

Recumbent!

The young master will not kill all these people! ?

He shook his hand and touched one's neck, then let out a long sigh of relief.

Scared him to death!

Just dizzy and angry.

He hurriedly ran inside, found countless houses, and finally saw the figure of his young master in the depths of an iron cage where many pigs were kept.

His young master was half-kneeling on the ground and was carrying out the rescue.

Chu Shifu's heart sank, and he didn't dare to go forward with an obscure expression.

He held the phone tightly in his hand.

Then I called Chu Yi and asked him to bring his own people over to capture all these **** bastards!

After explaining, he hesitated and stepped forward.

When he saw Shen Changlin, who was covered in filth and stench, with a pale complexion.

There was pain in his eyes.

Is it too late?

Ever since Shen Changlin lost the news, he has led people to search for him without sleep, and has never slept his eyes until now.

However, it was still too late-

"...Master, I'm sorry—"

This may not be his fault, but after all, he was not thoughtful enough and gave others a chance to take advantage.

So he still has some responsibility for this.

Such a stubborn, **** man who fought on the battlefield, defended his family and defended his country, and saved countless people, was killed in such a place and locked up with the animals.

No wonder it blocked the hound's pursuit.

Damn they!

Chu Jun didn't speak, lowered his eyebrows and used his spiritual power to warm up Shen Changlin's stiff body over and over again, revitalizing his heart.

But no matter how many times she does it.

already--

useless.

Her fingertips twitched, she slowly hugged Shen Changlin, and turned to look at Chu Shishi.

When those black eyes without a trace of light were fixed on Chu Shifu.

Chu Shifu trembled and almost fell to the ground.

There is no expression, no evil spirit or murderous spirit, not even anger.

But he felt that the young master in front of him was more dangerous and terrifying than ever.

like-

The devil who comes to the world.

No need to do anything, just be there and destroy everything.

"how long?"

His unwavering voice, like the voice of an inorganic robot, entered Chu Shifu's ears.

Chu Shifu tightened his body uncontrollably, not even daring to look at him.

"Very, soon, soon--"

As soon as these words fell, Chu Yi had already taken people and appeared within a dozen miles around him at the highest speed.

After seeing those people, it didn't take a few minutes to get here, Chu Juvenile disappeared in front of Chu Fifteen with Shen Changlin in his arms.

when people leave.

Chu Fifteen slumped to the ground, shaking his hands to take out a cigarette.

But after several times of digging, he couldn't get it out. In the end, he leaned against a pig cage and buried his face in his knees.

I--

The dark night was as thick as ink, and he was thinking about what happened to the stinky boy in the small courtyard. When he left so suddenly, he saw the stinky boy and the person in his arms in the blink of an eye.

The old man's face changed, and he stood up from the chair.

"What's going on here?"

Fuxi also stood up, looking at the young man whose expression was too wrong, frowning between his brows.

"What happened?"

Chu Jungu put Shen Changlin on the ground, looked up at the two of them, his eyes were dark as if they could **** people's hearts and souls into them.

"I want Fire Spirit Root, it won't hurt the little Taoist priest. After a few days of soul-inducing, I'll get another Spirit Root for you—"

The corners of the old man's lips moved, as if he couldn't bear it.

How could he not see that the man on earth could no longer be saved?

"Okay."

Fuxi nodded, and looked at the old man Shi who was on the side.

The old man froze.

"It really won't hurt Xiaoyuan?"

"Well, no, I promise, I tried it before, and that person is fine-"

......

Even if you say that, I can't worry!

After all, how is this possible!

But Fuxi said so...

"Turn around."

Transfer?

What turnaround?

The old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stared at Fuxi.

"You divination again!?"

"Um."

"you you--"

The old man was angry, but there was nothing he could do.

It has already been accounted for, and it is useless for him to be angry!

ahhh-

really-

No one knows how to let the old man save his mind!

Going to be **** off!

The old man Shi gritted his teeth and was in a panic, but eventually went to the house to wake the little Taoist priest.

The confused little Taoist rubbed his eyes, yawned, took his grandfather's hand and walked out, tilted his head to look at the person on the ground, and with his little brother who was half-kneeling, wondering:

"Little brother, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Jun looked at the little Taoist priest.

"can you do me a favor?"

"What are you busy with?"

"I need something in your body that doesn't make you feel pain or pain."

"what is this?"

"Linggen."

When the old man frowned, he wanted to stop it, but Fuxi on the side reached out to stop him and shook his head at him.

"What is a spirit root?"

The little Taoist was a little confused, let go of his grandfather's hand, walked to Chu Jungu, squatted on the ground like him, looked at the person lying on the ground, and asked curiously.

"Little brother, why is he lying on the ground?"

He reached out and poked the sinking Changlin.

"Yeah, so icy, what's wrong with him?"

"he--"

Chu Jun Gu's fingertips twitched for a moment.

"I'm sick and need spiritual roots to heal. Can you lend me your spiritual roots? When you look back, if you still want it, I'll give it back to you, okay?"

"OK!"

To be honest, little Taoist priests don’t quite know what spiritual roots are.

But he understood, the uncle on the ground was sick and needed something from him to heal.

Then treat him.

Anyway, the little brother said, it doesn't hurt or itches.

Brother will not lie.

He believed in his little brother.

Looking at the clear and trusting eyes of the little Taoist priest.

Chu Jun Gu reached out and touched his head.

"Then, stand up, lift up your clothes, and expose your belly."

"Oh--"

The little Taoist stood up very obediently, pulled off his clothes, revealing his white belly, and looked at his little brother curiously, putting his hand on his belly.

Immediately afterwards, it was like being bitten by an ant, and then I felt nothing.

It doesn't really hurt or itchy.

But, how can my little brother get spiritual roots like this?

[Don't swallow it, transfer it out and put it into Shen Changlin's body, understand? 】

The little tree spirit has long been frightened by the excessively strange aura on her body, how can she dare to act like a demon?

He honestly stretched out his transparent tentacles and stabbed into the little Taoist priest's body, ah woo swallowed the spiritual root in one gulp, and withdrew again.

But within a second or so, Chu Jungu took back the hand that was attached to the little Taoist priest's belly and put it on Shen Changlin's lower abdomen.

The old man was very confused when he saw this scene.

Is this the end?

Are you sure you're not kidding him?

If the spirit root is so easy to take, then he will lead a fart soul! !