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Almost three of the Taoist priests fell into the potholes, and a few figures near the Baihua stone monument jumped out.

At their feet, there is a pothole that is large enough to accommodate one person.

On top of their heads, there are dust and hay.

Looking down from the heights, because there is no mind, and they have all confirmed, the singers of Ling Xiaocheng have already escaped.

So when searching, the three flight attendants didn't find any tricks.

The thin high-ranking master did not even think that the Yang Yuer, who he was searching for, was a cat in a pothole not far away.

The first one that jumped out and was smashed several times was the Emperor Yangfeng.

"Yang Xiaoer, you said you can catch them. If you can't catch them, don't think I listen to you."

Ye Lingyue did not hesitate and jumped out of the pothole.

"Go and see. Don't let go of the pits we dug during the day."

During the daytime, when the Buddha's people and the Taiyin's holy woman went out to the city to ambush, Ye Lingyue took the man under his hand and went to the side of the city.

She first ordered Su Yu to find a dilapidated stone tablet, and engraved the words of flowers on it.

The rest of the people were sent to dig pits nearby.

More than a dozen people dug a dozen pits.

Although I have known for a long time that Yang Yuer's work has never been checked out, it is possible to dig a pit. Emperor Yang Qingfeng is really blind.

After several protests, Ye Lingyue just returned, she promised that she could seize the flight attendant of the gate before dawn.

Emperor Yang Qingfeng sighed a few words, but habitual, or listened to Ye Lingyue's words.

The pit was dug, and Ye Lingyue asked them to dig a few pits and poured water into those pits.

"What is this ghost thing?"

Diyang Qingfeng questioned and poured water into the pothole.

Until the night, they heard a few pounces of falling water, and the sorcerers of Lingxiao City made a hole in accordance with the good slogan that Ye Lingyue said earlier.

Ye Lingyue made a gesture and went to a recent pothole.

Several other cadets also went forward together.

However, they did not dare to relax their vigilance. After all, they came to be the masters of Daomen.

"Which rabbit is the scorpion, dig a hole in this place."

After the male sorcerer fell into the pothole, he snorted.

The same is true of the other two flight attendants.

There is some mud at his feet.

Even if it falls into the hole, the thin-minded master does not think that he is an ambush.

Just because the trap is not deep, it will probably be waist-deep. This height, as long as it flutters, can leave the hole.

In the cave, there is some water, and there seems to be a lush green moss on the water.

Of course, these high-thin men are very disapproving.

He only wants to get out of the hole quickly, occupying the stone monument, even if he has occupied the city of Baihua.

Otherwise, I will delay some time. When the city is outside, the ordinary singers who block the Buddhism come in, and his credit will be robbed.

The foot is very muddy, it is difficult to pull out, the male teacher shook his wings and found himself unable to fly.

He was amazed and found his wings wrapped around something.

The light in the cave is not bright, he can only touch the position of his shoulder blade, which is also the location of the flying wing production.

This touch, the face of the male teacher changed.

His flying wing was **** by unknown branches.

Not only that, but his waist, there is something wrong, a while first crisp, then hemp, and finally the feeling of pain hit.

It's like there are a lot of little ants that are licking him.

Get rid of!

The tall thin man changed his face.

He took a closer look at himself, and a **** smell fluttered over.

He shouted.

It was just two more fierce voices that quickly covered his exclamation.

"Hey, is this killing pigs or killing pigs? It's so bad."

I saw a touch of light coming in.

The tall, thin-minded man heard the voice of the person.

At this moment, he saw the straw and screamed.

"help me."

Emperor Yang Qingfeng held a torch in his hand and screamed in the hole.

Emperor Yang Qingfeng wants to say, I know that this hole can't catch people.

But he looked down again and saw the situation in the hole, his face changed.

"Yang Yuer...you..."

The torch in the hands of Emperor Yang Qingfeng almost fell off.

Ye Lingyue glanced into the hole and ignored the screams in the hole.

In the three holes, they are all a scene.

The devil's algae that rapidly multiply in the water have already fed the lower body of those flight attendants directly into a skeleton.

Thousands of miles of thorns wrapped around their wings made them unable to fly.

They can only watch their flesh and be eaten up.

It was dawn, and the sound of the three holes disappeared.

The torches in the hands of Emperor Yang Qingfeng have also been burned out.

He did not look at the end of the few masters.

Other singers are also bleak.

Although they were all selected, most of them are flowers in the greenhouse. It has been seen in killing people, but this kind of killing method has never been seen before.

"Then they got it."

Ye Lingyue took the devil's algae up, and he quickly withdrew.

In the three-hole cave, only the blood and white skeletons are left.

"It's all like this, you have to fish it up?"

A pair of emperor Qingfeng, you are the devil or the devil.

"Don't catch it, how to find a bone, don't want to fly a bone?"

Ye Lingyue asked.

The young master was asked, and there was no voice. He could only take the lead and climb down to salvage the bones.

On the other side, Zitang and the Taiyin saints and others returned to the gate of the city before and after dawn.

The dilapidated gate has long been opened.

Zitang's face is not very good.

The Taiyin saint has a happy face.

The so-called flight sorcerers of Daomen did not appear overnight.

It can be seen that they all entered the city.

Ye Lingyue and others, in the city, can not resist those flight masters.

But when they entered the abandoned city, they found that Qiu Yu carried several bodies and came over.

"You are all right?"

The Taiyin saint is very surprised.

When I saw my master, there was a moment of joy in Qiu Yu.

It was just this joy that quickly dissipated after hearing the words of the Taiyin saint.

"I am upset, are you happy?"

Qiu Yu's face is not good.

"I don't mean that... How can you only have them, Yang Hao children?"

The Taiyin saint quickly concealed.

The strength of the pirates is tough, comparable to Wufu, they can defeat the flight sorcerer, but also understand that the gang of Ling Xiaocheng...

"They are coming."

The hatred of the enemy turned.

At the same time, Zitang also looked at the past.

I saw Ye Lingyue and others, and came over, just compared with Qiu Yu, Ye Lingyue and others are dirty, a face of gray face.