On the ground of the Rotten Poison Beach, a thin middle-aged man held a little girl's hand and came to a stone prison. The entire stone prison had only a narrow breathable mouth, and the inside was black and silent.

The middle-aged man looks over fifties, and his thin skeleton has the unique scent of a literati. His temples are white, his face is full of vicissitudes, his beard is sparse, and his eyes are dim and blurry, which is much older than his real age.

The middle-aged man's clothes were an old green robe. I don't know how long it took to wear them, but they were quite clean. The corners were even washed white. The little girl who was holding her hands was dressed very gorgeously, wearing white brocade, embroidered with clouds and seaweed, and bat gourds, all of which were auspicious patterns. Such a piece of clothing alone was enough for a middle-aged family to live a lifetime.

The little girl is only about ten years old and has a very pleasant appearance. She has two braids on her head, bright red lips, and a yellow banana leaf in her hand. She is walking and blocking her head, while holding her small nose tightly with the other hand.

The little girl has a pair of smart eyes. She is about ten years old and is just as curious about everything around her. Her big eyes flash and her little mouth keeps asking this and that.

"Dad, it smells so smelly here. Is this a pile of dung here?" Because of pinching his nose, the little girl's voice was very strange.

"No, the ground is full of medicine residue." The middle-aged man's voice was very rough, and he seemed to have become hoarse after too much tempering.

"Dad, I saw a bunch of human bones on the ground over there. Can I pick up a skull to play with? On the other hand, I happened to be used to raise grass when I got home."

"no."

"Why?"

"dirty."

"Dad, whose home is this stone house?"

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The middle-aged man always answers questions about the little girl, but he is silent at this time.

The little girl turned her head to look at the middle-aged man in surprise. The middle-aged man silently walked towards Shi Lao, and after a moment, he said, "The home of an old friend, the home of a great benefactor, no, this is not their home. The Fang family is known as the tenth-generation doctor. In our Xia country, although the family background is not as famous as the family background, it is famous and famous. It is known as the Jinliang of Jiaguo. The people living there are close friends with me. Not only do he have kindness to me, but he has kindness to all officials in the Xia Dynasty, but he also has life grace to you. You were hugged by him when you were a child, but you were still young at that time and I will definitely not remember it."

As he said that, the middle-aged man stopped and looked at the little girl, "Yan'er, if it weren't for protecting you, the Fang family would definitely not have been like this. When I see you, I will have to kowtow ten times to thank you."

Yan'er let out a scream, showing a look of surprise and unwillingness. Her beautiful little face wrinkled. Such a look was really hard to see on the face of a ten-year-old girl.

Yan'er obviously wanted to refuse, but the middle-aged man's eyes were hard and hard to refuse. Yan'er had never seen such a look in his father who always met all his requirements. She originally wanted to act coquettishly, but one hundred refused to do anything, but ten thousand unwilling to do so, but she swallowed all the words into her stomach. Yan'er's eyes couldn't help but bet on the silent stone prison again, as if she wanted to see something different on the stone prison.

In silence, the two walked to the stone prison.

The middle-aged man let go of Yan'er's little hand. Yan'er happily shook her red and swollen little hand. It seemed that she had been clenched by the middle-aged man like this for too long, and finally got rid of the devil's claws and became more relaxed.

The middle-aged man tidied up his clothes and walked to the stone prison with heavy steps. Then he knelt down, tears falling from his eyes: "Brother Wenshan, Zhao Jingxiu is late, I'm telling you to suffer."

Zhao Jingxiu shed tears a few times, then frowned slightly, stood up, his face became extremely solemn, and he quickly walked to the stone prison, "Brother Wenshan? Brother Wenshan?"

Zhao Jingxiu's eyes contracted slightly, then stretched out his thin palm and gently pressed the hard stone wall of the stone prison. With a creak, his palm actually pierced into the stone prison.

Then Zhao Jingxiu exerted force violently. The extremely heavy stone prison that was worth thousands of pounds was lifted up by him. Zhao Jingxiu held it up again. The huge stone prison went over with a buzz, revealing the dark world in the prison that had never seen the sun for more than ten years. A ball of darkness emerged from the stone prison, making a harsh mooing roar, spreading around.

This is the cigarette howling in the stone prison. Each stone prison is sealed with a cigarette howling. Once the stone prison is opened, cigarette howlings are everywhere. The howling bells in the Fire Poison City guarding here are ringing. In less than half an hour, black armored sword and halberd soldiers will arrive. However, Zhao Jingxiu did not have the intention to focus on this cigarette howling at this time.

When Zhao Jingxiu saw the stone prison, he immediately took two steps back, coughed dryly, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Jingxiu pinched his heart with his hands, his face turned and his eyes were inexplicable pain, which could be described as heartbreaking.

In the corner of the stone prison, two people were lying on the simple bed made of medicine residue, two people who had become mummies.

One man and one woman, the man lay flat on the medicine residue, the woman leaned over and lay on the corpse, the two of them clasped their hands, and their dry eyes looked at each other. This scene silently frozen for countless years, and this couple didn't know how many years they looked at each other with affectionate years.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zhao Jingxiu could not control his grief and anger, walked over and cried loudly.

"Wenshan, Jingxiu has harmed you..."

Yan'er stood in the distance, shocked. She had never seen her father crying so miserably. Her father was silent in her heart like a mountain, hard and firm, and could not be hit by the wind and rain. At this moment, this mountain collapsed like rain and soft as mud.

Zhao Jingxiu cried for a full quarter of an hour, his eyes swollen, and he couldn't shed a tear. Then he slowly stood up and stared at the two remains in a daze.

After a while, Zhao Jingxiu suddenly said, "No, no, Brother Wenshan has entered the Jindan realm and has cultivated the human pill. Although he was sealed with the Human Pill and entered this stone prison, he has someone nourished the elixir. Even if he doesn't eat or drink, he can live at least twenty years. How could he die like this? How could he be?"

Zhao Jingxiu said, his dizzy and sad eyes gradually became clear.

"Brother Wenshan, who killed you? Who is it?"

Zhao Jingxiu immediately stepped forward and carefully monitored the body. At this time, Zhao Jingxiu's eyes seemed to be coated with a layer of silver film, and he couldn't see clearly his eyes, only a silver-white piece.

The two shriveled bodies kept lightening and transparent in the middle-aged man's eyes.

When Zhao Jingxiu's eyes penetrated the woman's body and saw the man's body, Zhao Jingxiu couldn't help but gritted his teeth.

I saw a big hole in the belly of the man's mummy covered by the woman's body. This was the result of being plucked away by someone.

"Who is it? Who doesn't even let a prisoner go?" The air emitted by Zhao Jingxiu exuded a chill, and the air around him continued to condense ice flowers, suspended around him, reflecting sunlight, and looking brilliant from a distance.

In the cold air, Yan'er holding lotus leaves came over at some point with her nose pinched, raised her feet and stretched her neck long, and looked at the two corpses on the ground.

She seemed not afraid of the dead at all. She stared at her clear and lively big eyes and looked left and right, and suddenly said, "It was this woman who killed this man."

Zhao Jingxiu was slightly stunned and his eyes gathered again. Sure enough, he saw the dry black blood in the woman's fingernails, but this did not mean that the woman killed the man. The middle-aged man knew quite well about Fang Wenshan and his wife. The two were indifferent to the world of love, and it was impossible for them to kill each other.

But he also knew that his daughter Zhao Yaner was born with a strange species, and she could see ghosts and gods in her eyes, and had a mysterious insight, which was quite magical. What she said should be good.

Zhao Jingxiu was about to open the woman's body to check. At this moment, a strong wind exploded behind his head. The middle-aged man turned around and waved his sleeves. A huge rock of two or three meters was slapped by the middle-aged man's wide sleeves, split into pieces, and exploded into millions of pieces, flying backwards like a heavy rain.

The person who threw the stone was a silly and powerful hot slave. At this time, he was hit by the stone rain and bloodstains burst out from his body. He flew back like a wounded lone wolf. After falling on the ground and rolling for a few times, he disappeared.

Zhao Jingxiu was at the most grief and angry moment, and was suddenly attacked by someone and angry. He was angry. The old green robe on his body was like a dragon and snake hidden inside, and he was constantly inspiring. The middle-aged man was about to come forward to check the attacker. At this time, another huge rock hit the sky, but this time it was smashed from behind.

It is called a huge rock, but it is actually a large piece of medicine residue, but these medicine residues are condensed by fire and are sometimes harder than rocks.

Zhao Jingxiu still threw his sleeves into the robe. The huge medicine residue seemed to hit the heavy metal iron, and it burst into pieces. In the rain, a strong female Hoknu was hit by the rebounding fragments of the medicine residue. She fell to the ground, covered in blood. Due to the wound on her legs, she struggled and could not escape. She stared at the middle-aged man with a pair of eyes that looked like wild animals, staring at the middle-aged man tightly, and made a gurgling hostile sound in her throat.

Zhao Jingxiu was not a good-tempered person. At this moment, he hated the place where his friend was buried. He was so sad that he could not vent his anger. He took a step forward and arrived next to the female hound slave. He raised his hand and was about to take a picture. At this moment, the hiding strong hound slave suddenly let out a roar and ran over from a distance, with a fierce expression, which was simply a desperate effort.

Zhao Jingxiu snorted coldly, and his raised palm was about to smash it down.

The strong Honu who was running wildly was in tears and shouted in shock: "Fang Huier runs quickly..."

This sentence made Zhao Jingxiu tremble all over, his eyes instantly contracted like needles, and then suddenly enlarged.

Honu can't speak.

Honu has no name.

Honu is even more unlikely to be surnamed Fang!

See you poorly!
Chapter completed!