Chapter 569： Out of battle (2/2)

He didn't eat or drink for two days, but he was a master of Tianwaitian. He didn't lose much. He still lived, and the ancient tree was knocked ”bang”.

”Joe three!” The voice seemed to drift from a distant place.

Qiao San was more anxious.

He felt that the voice was farther than before, apparently the young master was walking away and could not find himself.

”Little-Lord-!” He shouted desperately with his hand to his mouth.

The sound of ”Qiao San” seemed farther away, and it was almost impossible to hear Ruyan.

”Young Master” Qiao San suddenly dropped his hand and looked up at the bright sunshine.

God made a big joke to himself. The young master was about to find himself, but he left again. Is he really going to be trapped?

”Qiao San” sounded a lot closer. Qiao San's spirit was refreshed, and he was busy and excited again: ”Little-Lord-! I'm here-!”

He jumped into the treetops and yelled, one after another.

After a while, he shouted his voice, hardly speaking.

The warm, magnetic voice of ”Qiao San” flickered away.

Qiao San's heart fell with it, anxious like an ant on a hot pan, turning around.

Repeat this a dozen times.

He went from hope to despair to hope again and again for more than a dozen times, and eventually became weak and soft, feeling that it might as well die like this, it seems that the young master really can't find himself!

He was lying motionless on the ground, eyes blind, and everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with himself, and he wanted to bid farewell to the world.

”Bang!” A muffled sound.

Qiao San suddenly felt a sudden change in the surroundings, and his voice became clear, as if he had restored his hearing.

”Joe three!” The warm, magnetic voice was near his ear.

Qiao San turned up and sat up, his eyes widened incredulously, staring blankly at Zhuge Tian who was standing five steps away: ”Young Master!”

Zhuge Tian glanced at him lazily: ”Not dead?”

”Small--Lord--!” Qiao San burst into tears with joy ~ ~, jumped up and hugged Zhuge Tian.

Zhu Getian took a shot with a bad temper and gave Qiao San a beat.

Lying on the ground, Qiao San laughed loudly because his throat was hoarse and his laughter was particularly unpleasant.

”Are you crazy?” Zhu Getian said angrily: ”Let's go!”

Qiao San was busy, ”Young Master, how did you find me?”

”Who knows?” Zhuge Tian said lightly: ”Let's find it slowly.”

”How long did the young master look for?” Qiao San asked again.

Zhuge Tian said: ”It started from last night.”

Qiao San's heart was warm, and he could not wait to kneel down to express his loyalty and gratitude.

”Master, what's going on?” Qiao San looked around.

Zhuge Tian walked with his hands on his shoulders, set foot on the treetops and headed towards the mountainside: ”matrix.”

Qiao San leaped up the tree and followed, frowning. ”It seems that there are only two in the world who know how to play, and we didn't mess with them. Why would we run over to set up the game?”

”Maybe we have grudges with the Lord of the Mountain.” Zhuge Tian lazily said, ”We missed the formation, and because it was a mistake, we can make it out. Just say a few words and listen to you!”

”Hey, yes.” In the ecstasy of Qiao Sanzheng, he felt wonderful looking at everything around him.

The two soon returned to Zhuge Tian's diarrhea.

Zhuge Tian looked at the diarrhea and frowned. ”Help me find another yard. I don't want to rent a child.”

”Why?” Qiao San was surprised: ”Isn't Young Master most like here?”

”Stuck in the line for a day, I suddenly wanted to understand.” Zhu Getian said lightly: ”I can't waste time like this and do nothing.”

Joe Sansao looked at him.

Zhuge Tian said indifferently: ”I am the young master of Funiu Mountain, I have a strong cultivation, why can't I give orders!” (To be continued.)

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