In an instant, the old Taoist priest's body fell directly from the tree, and the broken trunk fell on Oda Ichiro's head.
Oda Ichiro held the old Taoist priest's body tightly with one hand and embedded the other hand in the mountain wall.
"Ichiro, can you hold on?"
the old Taoist priest said tremblingly.
Oda Ichiro nodded without saying anything.
The moment he nodded, the tree trunk above his head directly rubbed his back and fell down the mountain.
Oda Ichiro made a sudden jump and jumped down the mountain with his whole body.
The old Taoist priest suddenly felt a thump in his heart, secretly thinking that this was not good.
I saw Ichiro Oda leading the old Taoist priest to fall down the mountain quickly.
At this time, Ichiro Oda gave a loud drink, and stepped directly on the fallen tree trunk with one of his feet, using the trunk to lend strength.
Point, he landed firmly on the ground.
The snow on the ground flew up.
Oda Ichiro stepped firmly into the snow with his feet.
After a long time, he carried the old Taoist priest on his back and said lightly: "Where are we going now?"
"Take me back to Jiangnan City, now."
The old Taoist priest whispered, his face turned purple from the cold, and his words seemed weak.
Ichiro Oda nodded, placed the old Taoist priest on the snow, turned around and ran forward.
A trace of doubt flashed across the old Taoist priest's face, wondering what Ichiro was doing.
Ichiro Oda ran to the body of a red-robed man, took off the red-robed man's clothes and the coat underneath, and then walked towards the old Taoist priest.
"I feel you are shaking, put it on quickly."
Oda Ichiro's voice seemed a little stiff.
The old Taoist priest was stunned, and suddenly a warm current surged in his heart.
He picked up his clothes and put them on his body and said lightly: "Thank you, I really thank you today."
At the same time, on the side of the man in red.
Deep in the cave, the man in red was already red-eyed, and the ground was littered with the bodies of the man in red and the white-haired weasel.
White-haired weasels kept emerging from the depths of the cave, seemingly in an endless stream.
Some of them farted at the man in red, and some rushed in front of him and bit him.
The long hook in the man's hand kept waving.
Every time he waved, one or even two white-haired weasels would be killed.
From the beginning to now, no weasel had come close to him.
He covered his nose and slowly retreated back.
He really couldn't stand the smelly farts of these weasels, and he felt like he would faint at any time.
At least three hundred of them have been killed.
Why are there still so many?
How many are there?
The man in red felt a trace of fear in his heart at this time.
He had already retreated to the iron door, reached out and shook the iron door, and found that it was locked.
"Damn, it seems we have to go inside."
The man in red cursed, and as he said that, he dodged and rushed directly into the cave.
His speed was extremely fast, and he swung the long hook even faster.
The weasel kept screaming to death, and the whole cave smelled nothing but blood.
"Let you come, let you charge," the man in red roared, constantly harvesting the lives of these white-haired weasels.
The white-haired weasels were already feeling scared at this time, and they began to retreat.
Each one blinked their round little eyes, turned around and ran towards the depths of the cave.
"This is simply the lair of these weasels."
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Seeing that the white-haired weasels began to retreat, the man in red breathed a sigh of relief.
He ran quickly, and as he ran, an iron gate appeared in front of him again.
The door was now open, and what came into view was a staircase leading upwards.
"It seems that the inside of this mountain has been completely hollowed out."
The man in red murmured.
He stepped on the steps, dodged a few times, and reached the end of the stone steps.
When he saw the scene in front of him, the man in red's mouth suddenly opened wide, his face full of disbelief.
At the end of the stone steps is a large stone chamber.
Three large characters are carved on the middle wall of the stone chamber: There is a large bronze statue of a weasel under the wall of Huangshen Sect.
There are futons under the bronze statue, but the futons are very messy at this time.
The group of weasels just escaped from here.
What frightened the man in red the most was that there were two sarcophagi on both sides of the stone chamber, and the sarcophagi were covered with red talismans.
At this moment, the eyes of the bronze weasel statue in the middle of the stone chamber suddenly moved, and then, the coffins on both sides of the stone chamber made a "creak, creak" sound.
It was also accompanied by the sound of fingernails rubbing together.
The sound was like a sharp object rubbing against glass.
It sounded numb to the scalp.
The man in red suddenly felt his heart skip a beat and thought something was wrong.
He raised his long hook, his face full of caution.
"Jie, Jie, Jie."
The bronze weasel statue in the middle of the stone room let out a weird laugh.
A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the man in red.
He reached out and took out a talisman from his pocket, and threw it straight towards the bronze statue of the weasel.
"You evildoer, show me your true colors."
The man in red yelled.
I saw that the talisman had just touched the bronze statue of the weasel, and made a "bang" sound.
"Ah" the bronze statue screamed, and then turned into a yellow and white weasel.
It looked at the man in red and said sternly: "You are really looking for death, and you broke into our Yellow God Sect privately."
At the same time, a black car was driving fast on the road in Shanghe Town, Junning City.
Inside the car.
Lin Yuanhai always had a smile on his face.
He looked at Ouyang Qiqi and said: "We're just ahead.
We'll go into the mountain later.
At my speed, we'll be there in half an hour.
When we get back, I'll let Ouyang Yuan go." , don’t worry” Ouyang Qiqi nodded, her face so pale: "I feel like I have no spiritual energy at all.
I am about to die."
Lin Yuanhai was startled, then grinned and said: "You can't blame me.
It was that guy Junpeng who tortured you.
It has nothing to do with me.
I just promised you to let Ouyang Yuan go.
I didn't tie you up with green bamboo silk now."
It’s already pretty good.”
A hint of joking flashed across Ouyang Qiqi's face.
She nodded and said, "I know, I believe you."
At this time, the car drove to the bottom of a mountain and stopped.
"We're here, let's go into the mountain quickly."
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Lin Yuanhai opened the car door directly, pulled Ouyang Qiqi out of the way, and ran towards the mountain in front of him.
He said: "Climb these three mountains and you'll be there."
In less than ten minutes, the two of them had climbed over three peaks.
Looking at the endless mountain forest in front of them, a trace of panic flashed in Ouyang Qiqi's eyes.
She trembled: "I really can't run anymore.
I really can't run anymore."
Yeah, I really can’t run anymore.”
"We'll be there soon.
Just be patient.
You still have to take that old guy Ouyang Yuan away.
You can't die like this."
Lin Yuanhai said with a smile.
At this time, in the forest in front of them, a figure rushed towards them quickly.
The figure was none other than Oda Ichiro, and on his back was an old Taoist priest.
My eyes hurt and itched, which I had never experienced before.
I went to the hospital and the doctor said my eyes were overworked, so I bought a bottle of eye drops.
As of this writing, I still feel pain: