MTL - Eternal Gate-Chapter 39 That's it

The mountains and forests at night are gloomy.

"Where did it go."

Zhao Yun carried Zi Xiao and sprinted around, thinking that the speed was not slow, but the mage seemed to be better, chasing after him, and there was no shadow. After searching for most of the night, he did not find the mage.

"Pretend to be too big."

His dry cough was embarrassing. He said he would kill the mage, but he couldn't find anyone.

Naturally, even more unwilling to find an enemy, let him run away.

Back in the mountain forest, he found the little fat man, who had fainted and had a weak breath.

Zhao Yun was kind and stuffed it with pills.

Save three times in one night.

This is the legendary...fate?

Back to the cave, the sky was already bright.

The little fat man was back, his face still pale, and his whole body was pitch black.

"What poison!"

Zhao Yun frowned, another handful of pills.

From night to now, he has no idea how much he has fed the little fat man, but the black color has not faded, the toxin is too tenacious.

Now, the pills have been fed.

Look at the little fat man, but there is no sign of waking up.

"That's it."

Zhao Yun just squatted and watched, the more he looked at, the deeper his eyes, and the more exciting his expression became.

It's not that the pill doesn't work, but that this little fat boy is so black that it doesn't slip away.

It's not like blowing, like these styles, thrown in the carbon pile, it is difficult to distinguish.

That's right, it was too dark at night to see clearly, and the sky was bright, only to realize that this was a little black fat man, all black and shiny.

Ever since, he was misled, thinking that he was poisoned too deeply?

"The stocks are fed to you."

Zhao Yun shook his tongue, sighed, and flipped over on the little fat man.

Saved him three times, used the explosive charm, and gave him all the pills. Then he had to find some silver from him to compensate, and the baby would do.

"What...what are you looking for!"

The little fat man woke up, like a drunk man, looking at Zhao Yun with round eyes.

"Nothing."

Zhao Yun was talking, but he was not idle.

The embarrassing thing is:

Looking through the whole body of the little fat man, not to mention silver, not even a piece of copper plate, except for this black clothes, nothing else.

Think about it too. I was caught by a wizard before and driven away as a corpse. If you have money, if you have a treasure, you would have been taken away long ago, so you can get him?

"Come, let let."

The little fat man got up, pulled away Zhao Yun, swayed a step, and just reached the entrance of the cave, he helped the cave wall to vomit.

Three-drug.

Zhao Yun is too real, God knows how many pills he has fed, and he doesn't vomit if he takes too much.

belch!

The little fat man stopped vomiting after all, sitting at the entrance of the cave, leaning against the wall, burping hard, and sometimes there was foam at the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Yun simply stepped forward, holding one leg with one hand, his feet facing upwards and his head facing downwards.

Spit, vomit out whatever you can.

Afterwards, the picture was a bit disgusting.

At noon, the little fat man's face had a more ruddy color, but his head was still dizzy, it should be because he took too much pills.

"My name is Niu Hong, from Niujiazhuang."

The little fat man said while rubbing his head.

"This name is really loud."

Zhao Yun tweeted his tongue, and the lightning hung up!

As for Niujiazhuang, he has never heard of it. Maybe they are all cows with the surname Niu.

"You grin, what the name is."

"Zhao can't live."

"Don't make trouble."

Niu Bang said, another hiccup.

"You can recognize that mage."

Zhao Yun asked, this is also one of the reasons why he rescued the little fat man back.

There is a broken vein.

In any case, the mage had to be killed.

"Recognize, I recognize too much."

Speaking of the mage, the little fat man became angry, and Xu was too excited. He stood up on the rock wall, his legs were soft, and he sat there again.

"That's not a good bird."

"For the purpose of stealing corpses, our old village chief passed away. He had just been buried during the day and called away by witchcraft at night."

Niu Hong was very excited, saying one after another, cursing without stopping, and the saliva stars were flying all over the sky, not knowing whether it was intentional or coincidental, and he sprayed Zhao Yun's face.

"It turns out that this is how the corpse came."

Zhao Yun sighed and wiped his face casually.

"Shit to chase the corpse." The little fat man cursed, "He is stealing, he specializes in picking up people's ancestral graves, stealing corpses, and getting them back to make puppets."

"puppet."

Zhao Yun murmured and touched his chin, knowing that a puppet is a thing, a kind of unsentimental walking corpse. It is refined from a corpse, and given witchcraft, it can become a murder weapon. The stronger the level of the corpse, the stronger the puppet. He didn't know how to refine it.

"What about that stuff?" The little fat man was still scolding, filled with righteous indignation, "Special infant blood sacrifice witchcraft, we always lose children, he does it."

"You know where he is."

Zhao Yun asked, this is what he cares about most. Whether it is to walk for the sky or to avenge oneself, he has to send the goods to the ghost gate.

"Then you find the right person."

The little fat man chuckled, "I pretend to be a corpse for so long, and I know his lair."

"There are helpers."

"There are two young disciples who are soy sauce."

"lead the way."

Zhao Yun stood up abruptly, unable to suppress the murderous intent.

"Let's eat first?"

The fat little black man clutched his belly, he laughed, the toxin has gone, the pill's power has gone, his belly is empty, and he panicked with hunger.

At this moment, it's hard to walk, let alone fighting.

"I'm going for a stroll."

Zhao Yun took the sword and left.

Not long after, he came back carrying a wolf, and placed it on the grill.

"How can I repay you for saving you three times?"

Zhao Yun asked while gnawing at the meat, if this is also a deal, then he has lost a lot.

"It hurts feelings to talk about money." The little fat man took a sip of wine, "How about I find you a wife, in my village, there are many beautiful little girls."

"Silver, pill, secret technique, you choose." Zhao Yun said, I don't lack daughter-in-law, lack of money, lack of pill, lack of secret technique, um...the more the better.

"My house, there is a gold mine."

"Go, where is it cool."

Zhao Yun pushed the little fat man, a gold mine, bragging, are you afraid of flashing a little chicken?

"Really."

The little fat man disapproved of it, and gobbled it up, sometimes looking sideways at Zhao Yun.

Those little eyes, the thief gathers light.

In the battle between Zhao Yun and the mage last night, he saw from the beginning to the end. This Ning Yuan realm is too extraordinary. It can escape, throw explosive charms, have good beast fire, and domineering thunder and lightning. It is obviously extraordinary. The martial arts practitioner, maybe he is still a child of a big family.

He was watching, and Zhao Yun was watching too.

People! Don't make appearances.

Such as this little fat man, he is very weird, I don't know what kind of cultivation technique he cultivates, his true essence is quite pure, his vitality is also majestic, and he is much stronger than his peers.

"go."

After the meal, the little fat man patted his **** and got up.

It seemed that he was more anxious than Zhao Yun.

The walking posture! It's not ordinary arrogance, a 1.5-meter tall, but he was stupefied, out of a three-meter-eight aura.

"What grew up eating."

Just like the question last night, Zhao Yun asked again in his heart. Don’t look at the boy who is not tall, but not the usual fat, fat, big ears, breasts, breasts, breasts, like a Maitreya Buddha, but, yes. Trumpet... black Maitreya Buddha, a lively black ball of flesh.

"One pot, can't stew."

Zhao Yun touched his chin, but he didn't know why, he had such a thought.

"Sloppy."

The little fat man called out.

Zhao Yun hurry up to keep up.

According to the little fat man, the mage hid in a Taoist temple, the face of which was Taoist temple, but it was actually a dirty place.

Not to mention other things, just stealing the corpse is enough to make people do what, and eating the baby's blood is even more terrible.

"Your explosive charm, give me a chant!" Niu Hong poked Zhao Yun with his hand and laughed, "My family has a gold mine, I will give you money back."

"If you brag, I can scold my mother."

"Don't! I really have one in my house."

"Pay with one hand and deliver with the other."