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"The little loach let go of him." "Let's go, no wonder the Young Master of the Ma Clan is so strong, so there's actually an expert backing him up."

The family walked a few steps and saw that no one was chasing after them. He ran for his life like a rabbit that had just left the bow.

The little loach laughed out loud.

"Little Loach, what do you think the hidden people will do?" The book sword asked.

"Will the bearded man see the Tibetan holding a head in his hand, and it's even the Golden Spear King, Xu Zheng's? Also, they might also be afraid that the other two Tibetan would come looking for them."

"Yes, if I'm not wrong, they might have accidentally waded into this mess and gotten into trouble. Thus, it is very likely that they will kill each other to keep this a secret. "

"The little loach quivered." It's very possible. "

"However, how should the two Tibetan people explain themselves when the Red Flower Messenger comes tomorrow?" In a day's time, the Northern Tibetan Second Wolf was not familiar with this place, so it was not easy to find their brother. "

"Also, I am particularly interested to see if that red flower emissary is one of Senior Red Knife's former maids."

The sword replied, "If there's a red flower, there's definitely a green leaf. If that's really the case, I'm a little curious about how Zhuge Yu made them turn back and serve her."

The little loach replied, "Big sister Red Flower Green Leaf has always distinguished between gratitude and grievances. It can't be …"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard the faint sound of someone talking in front of him.

The duo felt perplexed, and immediately, the book sword fell to the ground. His right ear was pressed to the ground, and so it was. In the rustling autumn wind, mixed with the voices of a few people.

"The dagger signaled the little loach." "Keep up."

The two of them tiptoed towards the source of the sound.

In the time it took an incense stick to burn, they had arrived in the depths of a dense forest.

The wild grass was overgrown, and the dead branches were withered. This should be a place where people in the suburbs don't move about very often.

The book sword and the small loach were hidden behind a big tree, and they heard someone speak. "All of you, hurry up and attack."

He saw four or five people digging beside a large rock with shovels.

After a short while, they dug out a huge hole.

"Dig deeper."

This time, the book sword listened carefully, "It's the bearded man?"

He looked at the little loach. He whispered, "It's Mt. Tai's three heroes."

"Push it over."

A few green scarfed men were actually dragging a person with all sorts of tied up. This person's hands were tied behind his nose and mouth, and he couldn't say a word. It was the Tibetan.

"I heard the bearded man say." Haha, brother, don't blame me for being ruthless. If you blind my brother's two eyes, I will send you back to life with extreme happiness. I'll let you have a taste of being buried alive. "

The bearded man said this though. In fact, he was also afraid of getting into trouble, especially since this Tibetan held a head in his hand and did not understand Chinese. The bearded man was also afraid that the other two Tibetan would come knocking, so he decided to make a prompt decision. Kill the Tibetan to prevent future troubles.

"Throw him down," the bearded man ordered.

A few men with green scarves pulled the Tibetan to the side of the pit. A green scarfed man took out the bag with a kick and glanced at the bearded man. "How unlucky." "Reach out and throw it into the hole." Go to hell. "

The Tibetan had his nose and hands tied, unable to move, unable to speak. A pair of terrified eyes stared at the crowd. His eyes were filled with terror! Hatred. But there was nothing he could do.

"Hurry up and bury him."

The few of them simultaneously sent their shovels flying, filling the earth in an instant. The bearded man picked up more dried twigs and shredded cotton and covered them with them.

"He looked around and saw nothing wrong with his surroundings. He smiled in satisfaction." Second and third brother, I've already avenged you. Cangbei Wolf, go to hell. "Haha, haha."

The place was deserted, and the night was dark. There was only the rustling of the wind and the occasional crowing. The night was even darker and more mysterious.

The crow's voice slowly sounded, causing the bearded man to shiver in his heart. "Ye …" Ye Zichen waved his hand and called out. "Come, let's go back."

The few of them walked hurriedly and disappeared into the night.

After the few of them left, the book sword and the small loach quickly ran over.

"Quick, little loach, saving him is more important."

The two of them used their hands to make a shovel. Luckily, the soil was soft. They all waved their hands.

Gradually, the hand of the sword touched the Tibetan's head. He tugged at the Tibetan's clothes, exposing his head. His face was red. Ye Zichen looked at the sword in shock. The sword tore off the adhesive tape covering his mouth.

The Tibetan was gasping for breath non-stop. The little loach also removed the dirt on his body and untied the ropes on his hands and feet with the book and sword.

"Hu hu" After calming down, the Tibetan suddenly kneeled down and spoke words that they could not understand. "Thank you."

He placed the bag in his hand and said, "Your two brothers are also looking for you. Do you understand my words?"

The Tibetan's eyes shone as he nodded.

"Since you can understand, then it's good. At one minute tomorrow, your two brothers will meet the Red Flower Emissary here. Tonight, you can find a place to rest, and when tomorrow arrives, you will see your brother here on time. "

The Tibetan kneeled down once again. He muttered some incomprehensible words. But it could be seen from his eyes. He was extremely grateful to the book sword and the little Loach for saving his life.

"Little Loach, let's fill up this hole first. Don't let the bearded man see through you. "This is best done with absolute certainty."

The two of them used their hands and feet to fill up the hole. He stepped on the dirt. Then he attached some dead twigs to it.

He looked around. Nothing abnormal happened.

The two of them glanced at one another and laughed gleefully.

"Let me ask you, why did you three wolves come to the Central Plains and why do you want to kill Golden Spear King Xu Zheng?"

The Tibetan lowered his head and did not speak. After a while, he raised his head. With a blank look on his face. His right hand swung. A sign that he didn't know.

He gestured with three fingers, then with his other hand pointed to one of them. The book sword and the little loach also did not understand.

"What do you mean? It's the three of you. One of you knows that you're just following them."

The book sword guessed.

The little loach scratched his ears and cheeks, feeling very anxious.

The Tibetan's eyes suddenly lit up and nodded his head. It seemed like his guess was correct.

"He doesn't know the truth either. Forget it, little loach. Let's just leave it at that. Let him go."

"Let him go. After they gather the three wolves from the north, will they be heading towards the Ma family?" The little loach said.

"Little Loach, don't say it, it really is possible."

"Listen to me, the grudges between the martial arts world and the martial arts world are endless, not to mention that in this fight, you blinded their eyes, so they can kill you without a doubt. But this time, I saved your life, so you owe me a favor, and you just need not go to the Ma family to avenge yourself. Even if he did return the favor. From then on, we dispersed one by one, each with their own future prospects. Can you understand what I'm saying? "

The Tibetan nodded repeatedly. He clasped his hands together in thanks.

"Go on, tell your two brothers that you've encountered a robber and escaped when he wasn't looking. That's all. "

The Tibetan expressed his gratitude again, his eyes full of respect. Carry the bundle. From time to time, he would look back and disappear.

"Does he really not know the truth?" the little loach asked.

"Judging from his expression, he should be right. One of the three wolves is the chief, he might not know the truth. "

"I just want to see what kind of deal the Three Fiends of North Tibet and the Red Flower Emissary will make tomorrow. I wonder what kind of net Zhuge Yu cast, how is it? Little Loach. "I'm interested in seeing a good show tomorrow night."

"Also, the voice of the Red Flower Emissary seems to be that of the Red Flower Emissary. Don't you think that's strange? "

"This is something I can't figure out." The little loach said.

It was already late into the night.

The book sword and the small loach's fatigue hit.

The sword whistled.

In front of him, he also whistled in response.

The bookstore looked around and saw a lantern vaguely shining in front of them. That must be the inn Wen Zhu and the others were looking for.

He patted her on the shoulder. "Come on, let's go back. They're still waiting for us."

As the autumn wind blew, the young loach and the book sword felt that they had benefited greatly from this day. Much has happened. His temperament had also become much more mature.

They knew full well that the road ahead was still long and long. They needed to walk carefully, to measure with their feet.

Another whistle sounded in front of him.

The little loach and the book sword smiled.

It was:

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