Chapter 811: Master, can you save them?

Remember [EbookFREE.me] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!
Just as the beard thought that the blind-eyed little brother had also suffered unexpectedly, when he turned to escape, the closed door suddenly opened without wind.
Facing the direction of the door, the blind-eyed brother sat at the table.
He "looks at" the direction of the doorway, and the sight of no focal length seems to fall on the bearded body. And the right hand holding the big knife, the large blade of the sheath is sharp, and a silver light is reflected in the night.
At this point, he was wiping the big knife in his hand with an old cloth towel. The cloth towel has no color, like dark red and dark.
The "fairy" who had just passed through the door stood beside him, as if he were a prostitute.
Could it be... this little brother is not a human? When he first saw him, he felt that this little brother was so handsome, not like an individual.
The beard was shocked by his own thoughts.
I can think about it, this person has been with them from the daytime, if it is really a demon ghost, there is a chance to start with them.
"Come in." The man said coldly.
The bearded throat swallowed and walked in with bare hands, and closed the door.
"Little brother, not good, I just met -"
The bearded words came to an abrupt end, and he smelled bloody, thicker than the smell in his house.
There is also an unpleasant smell in this taste, and some are like... The two flavors are mixed together, especially pungent.
When he walked closer, he found out where the taste came from.
Next to the other pair of whitewashed boots, there was a dead white fox lying on it.
To be precise, it is a white fox that has been smashed into two pieces.
This white fox fur is very precious, and the fox hunting person will never break the white fox from the middle, because it will destroy a complete skin.
At this time, the beard had no time to think about it. He vaguely glimpsed some of the truth, and the white face became even more ugly.
"Master! Ask the master to save your life!" The bearded man slammed into the ground.
If you can't guess this handsome blind eye knife is to catch the demon, the bearded man will be mixed on the road for so long!
Meng Ziyi took the cloth towel that wiped the scorpion knives and put it on the knife. He whispered, "What do you see?"
The bearded voice trembled: "I smell the blood, the woman is a goblin, she killed my brother!"
Mencius’s face was sideways,
looking
to painting,
I am asking you.

Nanxun stunned and said: "I saw that the fairy seduce the man who was with him, and when he was intimate, he pulled out the heart of the man and then seduce the bearded man. I pretended to be... It’s your sister, and he leads him out.

There is a lot of popularity in the painting of the spirit, and there is no demon, if you do not listen carefully, then the fox can not see her true body.
As for where she came from, there are so many people in the caravan, she may be a woman dressed as a man in the mix, anyway, as long as she has no threat, these goblins will not think too much.
Mencius said with a sigh, "Is there anything I want to say after watching?"
Nan smashed, and immediately said: "Yes! Master, I see that the goblin is a fox, or the most spiritual white fox in the fox. This white fox is too cruel, the master hastened to conquer the goblin!"
Meng Ziyi brows and does not say anything.
At this time, the bearded man learned that his brother was stunned by the beauty of the white fox incarnation, and his eyes suddenly became red.
Some of them are running goods with him for the first time, and some have been with him for many years. Zhao Dakuan, who is in the same room with him, is a friendship for many years. I didn’t expect it to be like this... it’s dead.
The big beard suddenly thinks of something, his face changes: "Master, my other caravan brothers are also..."
Meng Ziyi re-entered the scorpion knives and faintly said: "Ten is eighty-nine."
The bearded man trembled and burst into tears and threw himself to the ground. "Seeking the master to save lives! They must still be alive..."
"Master, let's go check it out." Nan Yan whispered, "Save a man to win a seven-level float, the master is to catch the demon, is a monk."
Meng Ziyi’s head was slightly biased toward Nanxun’s direction. He couldn’t tell if it was ironic that she still brought some other meanings.
You are very kind.

Master, can you help them...
Nan Yan softly screamed.