Yi looked back at Douding, his face was expressionless, his eyes were indifferent, and he said, "don't think too much. What I want is the first bow in the world."

Tong Su was stunned.

Then he began to laugh bitterly.

Yeah, all he has to think about is the bow. Even without Tong Gong, there will be red bow, red bow and white bow. There are many of her in the world.

The only one who really cares about her is Jinwu

She drew back, hugged herself in silence, and dropped her head.

Is he still in Tanggu? How are you? Are the wounds of Daozu's punishment healed? Will the ten of them still fight? When they quarrel, who will fight? Will their feathers be collected to make warm pillows?

The winter here in Jiuli.

It's really cold.

I

I miss you.

it's impossible to repair Tongsu. It's impossible to repair Tongsu in this life. It's impossible to pull the bow string in battle. It's just the corpse that can maintain life like this.

Lying on the table pretending to be dead felt like going back to Tanggu Fusang. She kept her original shape and remained in human shape for eleven and a half hours a day. She usually had to go back to see this.

It's better to keep bowing and pretending to be dead than to return to human form! After the figure is very boring, there are no friends to play with, the corpse pretends to be dead, you can hear chatting everywhere, lazy and comfortable, she likes the corpse.

Faced with Tong Su's bad attitude of pretending to be dead rather than repairing, Yi just stares at her coldly, picks up the bow and goes to find Dijiang.

The closer to the depths of the Jiuli tribe, the louder the fighting and shouting were. Tongsu could feel the noise of the smell of water and fire, and the fluctuation of the breath even made her a little uneasy. The discussion of passers-by also implied tension and fear.

"Zhu Rong Da Zu and Gong Gong Da Zu..."

"It's getting harder and harder! It's not going to happen, is it? "

"Emperor Jiang Dazu and xuanming Dazu are still here. I don't think they will have an accident..."

When Yi found Dijiang, he was talking seriously with several other ancestral witches, and even had some quarrels:

" Chaos found strange, may be found the blood essence of Pangu Father God? We have to get there right now! Get it back

"It's a coincidence. What if it's false news? And I always think something's wrong. In addition, chaos is too far away from the flood and famine. It will take at least a few years to go back and forth, and there is no time to rush back when something big happens in the middle. "

"You think too much about what can happen!"

"That is, if it's false news, it's worth a trip at most, but what if it's true?"

"The twelve Witches of our ancestors died. You should know that in this way, the greatest fighting power of our ancestors, the twelve capital heaven god evil array, has been unable to gather!"

"If we can recover the blood essence and re incubate a great wizard of ancestral level, we will not be afraid of fighting with the demon clan in the future."

"As long as we get together, we can gather the power close to the way of heaven, and the demon clan's star array that is afraid of a hammer?"

"OK, then go and look for it!"

"Chaos is too dangerous. There are more people going. Leave the Houtu, shebi corpse, Gonggong and zhurong behind. The other seven ancestral witches, come with me!"

Emperor Jiang decided on the final matter and set out in a hurry. Seeing that Yi was in a hurry to see him at this time, he was a little impatient. He heard that it was because Tong Su was not violent and cooperative, and he was furious.

"This little thing - won't you fix it? That made her insane, forced to repair! It's just a bow. It's a dead thing. It's even better! "

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