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Also holding his front paws high, a small squirrel in a state of celebration has a string of blood beads on his body.

Time, as if in this moment frame.

Hum!

After the arrow penetrated the little squirrel, it was deeply rooted in the ground, and its tail trembled.

"Yes! This arrow is not enough to kill the leopard, but it is poisonous enough to make it unable to move.

This time, let's catch it alive! Ha ha

A hoarse voice came from the forest, a line of seven people, running fast in the direction of the ancient Xuan.

Gu Xuan clenched his fist, squatted down and held up the squirrel carefully.

Around a group of demon thorn spirit mice a face of worry surrounded.

The little squirrel can only be regarded as a child among the devil stinging spirit rats. This degree of injury is sure to die.

The little squirrel had an arrow in his body, his eyes were slightly open, and he was dying.

Gu Xuan frowned.

Little squirrel's injury, if in his heyday, is nothing, casually treated, and then fed a healing pill, it will be OK.

But now, Gu Xuan's strength is not even one tenth of the original.

In addition, the soul power of the ancient Xuan today is only about the imperial level. It belongs to the power of emperor Dan, and there is no way to play it.

The ancient house of Yanmo and the ring of space can't be opened, and the pills are not available. It's too difficult to save the squirrel.

However, little squirrel is the first creature that he came to this world to give him good will and give him food. He didn't want to watch the squirrel die.

A stream of energy, gushing from the ancient Xuan body, did not enter the small squirrel body.

Anyway, keep it alive.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Seven figures appeared in front of the ancient Xuan.

"Why? What's going on? My arrow should have hit the rock leopard. How could it have been on a demon sting mouse? "

A middle-aged man with a ruddy face stares coldly at the little squirrel in Gu Xuan's hand.

"Well. What a waste! If the elder martial brother knew that I should shoot a devil with a golden feather arrow and stab a spirit mouse, I would be a bloody dog. What a bad luck

There was a chill in Gu Xuan's eyes. However, he did not attack, but continued to deliver energy to the squirrels.

"Ah! Second elder martial brother, look! The leopard is dead

A tall, thin man, like a bamboo pole, suddenly pointed to the rock leopard lying on the ground and said in surprise.

The rest of the people heard the speech and looked in the direction of the bamboo pole man's finger.

"It's dead."

"Although it is not alive, it can be regarded as the completion of the school task. If you catch Yanbao, you can get seven fire crystals. You've made a lot of money this time

The seven were talking happily.

"Why? Not only the rock leopard. What do you think that is? "

The bamboo pole man once again pointed to a direction, a face of surprise.

People follow the reputation.

"Black snake! No wonder the rock leopard ran so fast just now. It was chasing its old enemy, the black striped snake.

It seems that the two of them died together.

Although the black snake is also dead and young, it can be rewarded with four fire crystals if it is handed over to a sect.

This is really a big profit! Ha ha ha

The old man's hoarse laughter began to ring again.

Everyone was excited.

As for the existence of ancient Xuan, they have completely ignored it.

Gu Xuan's breath was very weak. He looked sickly. He also held a magic thorn mouse in his hand. They didn't think that he would be a strong man.

Several warriors, led by the bamboo man, went to collect the rock leopard and the black snake.

Gu Xuan is still motionless. The vital signs of the little squirrel have become stable, but we can't be careless now. We must transport a little more energy to make it more vigorous, so that the arrow can be removed from his body.

Now the arrow has blocked its wound. Once the arrow is removed, it is equivalent to another injury. If the vitality is not strong enough, the little squirrel may not survive.

The middle-aged man disdained to look at Gu Xuan, a big man. He was so sad for a little squirrel. He was just a waste.

"That idiot over there, that devil stabbing spirit mouse is dead. Please return my uncle's golden feather arrow.

The arrow is not as expensive as that of the other devil stinging mice beside you. Don't damage it

The middle-aged man stares at Gu Xuan with his hands crossed in front of his chest. He looks arrogant like I am your uncle.

Gu Xuan frowned, even to take a look at the middle-aged man's ideas are not respected.

If it wasn't for the squirrel, the middle-aged man would have been lying on the ground begging for mercy.

The middle-aged man saw Gu Xuan ignore him at all, his eyes burning with anger and a cold smile."Stinky boy, I don't say it twice.

Return the golden feather arrow immediately, kowtow to me and admit my mistake. Otherwise, I don't mind letting another corpse here! "

Gu Xuan still ignored him.

Little squirrel's vitality, and a strong point, now has been able to fully open their eyes.

It stares at Gu Xuan's face, eyes full of gratitude.

It knows that this teenager is saving it!

But why does the fierce looking man on the other side sound angry?

The middle-aged man's face was a little gloomy.

In my eyes, there was a strong killing opportunity.

The bamboo pole man has been paying attention to the situation of the middle-aged man for a long time. Seeing that he has made a killing attempt, he knows that his opportunity to flatter himself has come again.

He ran to the middle-aged man with a flattering smile.

"Second elder martial brother, don't be angry. It's just a little boy with a lot of hair. How can you do it?

You want to kill him, younger martial brother is willing to do it for you! "

There was a trace of satisfaction in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

"Huang san'er, you have become more and more popular recently. This kid, it's not worth dirtying my hands.

You can teach him a lesson for me. Let him know that some people, offend once, will only have a doomed end!

Be careful, don't damage my golden arrow

Huang San bowed down and laughed more flatteringly.

"No problem! It's up to me! "

Huang San turns around slowly, with a fierce look on his face, and walks toward Gu Xuan.

Every step out, his waist was straight. When he got to Gu Xuan's face, Gu Xuan noticed that this guy was a head higher than himself.

The middle-aged man was a little shorter than himself. I don't know how Huang San stood in front of him to look shorter than the big man. He didn't have any sense of disobedience.

This is a talent!

"Hello, stinky boy, give the golden feather arrow to your third master. The third master will let you die quickly!"

While talking, Huang San's right hand grabs the golden feather arrow.

The pupil of Gu Xuan shrinks. If he pulls out the golden feather arrow now, I'm afraid the little squirrel will die.

In an instant, Gu Xuan's face flashed a touch of anger.

"Go away!"

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