"Great! The man of the Jindan period of Xianhezong is dead, we are saved!"
"These are definitely deliberately trying to rescue our monks. I said, the monks are both good and bad. It’s just a few of them in the bones like Xian Hezong!"
"Not necessarily, maybe they are competing for resources between the monks, just like our village, grab the hills, change the owner, and still let us use our lives to mine..."
So of the miners below are happy and worried.
"Not rolling yet?"
Ning Qi was laughing at the remaining monks and refining monks. The other party heard the words, did not hesitate to leave, a vein in the district, no matter how high the value, it must be their life is more important, as long as they return to Xian Hezong, the latter thing is decided by the sovereign, the other side The early ancestors of Jindan can punch and kill, this existence
It’s not enough for them to worry about it.
The miners saw these abominable supervisors disappearing into their own vision, and their feelings suddenly relaxed a lot, but they still looked nervously at Ning Qi and Duo, not knowing what the next fate would be.
"Who are you among Zhaojiacun?"
Duoer looked down at the more than 100,000 miners, and opened the red lips. The voice was spread under the aura of the aura and spread throughout the Jiuyang Stone Mine.
Zhaojiacun?
Several brawny gods suddenly changed, and they looked at each other with trepidation. After about seven or eight minutes, hundreds of people raised their hands.
When the child saw it, he reached out and grabbed it. The aura was turned into a big net. The n were caught in front of them. The n in Zhaojiacun suddenly showed a horror in their eyes, until they saw that Duo had no next move. I was relieved.
"You really are Zhaojiacun? Zhaojia Village, Hutoushan?"
Duo once again confird that these people did not have her familiar face, and the man who wanted to co to the generation of Xiaohua had already died in this Jiuyang stone mine.
"Repair, monk adult, we are indeed the Zhaojia Village of Hutou Mountain."
One of the oldest, seemingly an old man in his fifties, is screaming.
"Is Zhaojiacun's n all here?" Duo's eyes swept away and found that these people were more or less bruised, and a hint of aura erged from her body and fell into the bodies of these Zhaojiacun n. They only felt that the place where the pain was originally painful suddenly felt a cold, and the next mont, these injuries gradually improved, the spirit
The style has improved a lot.
At this mont, the males in Zhaojiacun finally confird that the monk was not malicious to them and his expression beca a little excited.
The old man who spoke first looked around and finally sighed. "The monk is a monk, and everyone is alive..."
After a pause, the old man looked at the child hesitantly said: "This monk, is it a special trip to rescue today?"
"I am Zhao Duer, your grandmother."
Duodao.
Zhao Duer?
Grandma? Duo's voice is not big, but it is clearly introduced into everyone's ears. The miners below are not convinced to look at the Zhaojiacun male, this Zhaotou village in Hutoushan, there are really monks on the ancestors? Many orphans who have a good relationship with Zhaojiacun males have heard more or less about them. They said that Zhaojiacun had gone out of a monk a long ti ago. If the monk ca back, he would definitely They rescued, everyone listened to the story, no one believed in the small Zhaojiacun, but also a monk. Now, they finally believe that these n in Zhaojiacun did not blow.
The cow lied...
"You are a grandma!"
The old man looked at Duo in disbelief. His eyes suddenly turned red, because he finally found out that the appearance of Duo was similar to that of the stone statue passed down in Zhao’s ancestral ho. Why is this so? Young, they know that the monks have a face-lifting technique, which is not surprising. The rest of the Zhaojiacun n were very excited at the mont. They thought that the other party was just a few good-hearted monks. They couldn’t understand the ans of Xian Hezong treating them. They would help each other and never imagined to save themselves and others. It’s really the old milk that the older generation said.
milk!
"Not bad."
Doro nodded, "I will take you back to the village."
"Go, the rest of the people will co."
Ning Qi smiled and nodded.
"Thank you Bei Xuan's predecessor!"
Duo smiled sweetly.
The crowd found out that the younger-looking young lang of their grandmother, who might be stronger than their grandmother, looked at Ning Qi’s eyes and imdiately brought a respectful color.
Then, Duo used the Aura network to fly with hundreds of males in Zhaojia Village in the direction of Hutou Mountain. The rest of the miners saw their eyes and their eyes were envious.
"The n in Zhaojia Village are very lucky."
"The death of the monk of the crane is dead, running, let's run?"
"There is no one here, and we are afraid of a hundred thousand miles from our village. If we go to death, we will not go back..."
Suddenly, a fairy spirit rose from the bottom of their feet, waiting for them to react. The 100,000 miners on the Jiuyang Stone Mine were all carried by the spirits of the spirits and flew into the air. This scene was extrely spectacular, and they were seen all night. Stayed, he quickly reacted and looked at Ning Qi with a jaw-dropping look.
The ans of Ning Qi in my heart is shocked by the heavens!
"With my strength, I can only hold up two people at most. This big brother can suddenly let so many people fly into the air. It is really amazing..."
Seven nights enviously looked at Ning Qi, his eyes showed a fiery color, he hoped that one day, he could beco a monk like Ning Qi.
After the miners found themselves in the air, they first panicked, then they gradually cald down, and they looked at Ning Qi with a gaze, and they showed a look of hope.
"Where is your village?"
Ning Qi smiled slightly.
............
"Lord! Not good!"
"What is so hurried? What is the system?"
The patriarch of Xianhe Zong and a female practitioner walked out side by side. The atmosphere of the two n was similar. They were all late monks of Jindan.
"Jiuyang Stone Mine was taken away..."
The group of monks who hurriedly fled back to Xianhezong saw their own lords face unhappy, and quickly fell to the ground, and said the ins and outs of the matter, and heard that another elder in the early days of Lianzong died in the other’s hands. The face of the patriarch of the celestial crane beca incomparable!
"Wang He, it looks like you Xian Hezong was stared at, do you want this aunt to help?" The late Jinduo female singer laughed, showing the sharp teeth in her mouth, the original face, revealing these After the teeth, the state of affairs suddenly looked weird. The few monks in front of Wang He accidentally saw the heart, and they all took a breath of cold. They already knew the origin of this female repair.
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