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Chapter 117: Poison Dragon

"You idiot, if you don't pull me down, you bitch, I'm going to play ball with you two's papaya on my head. I'm going to kill that poisonous dragon now. Even if I'm getting rid of harm for the people, I still have the guts to keep scolding you!"

After roaring, Xu Qing turned around and got into the car, started the car and drove away, leaving only Huang Pulan in a daze.

Xu Qing couldn't see the tiger girl in the rearview mirror, so he turned around and smiled at the stunned Endeli: "You should know where the poisonous dragon is hiding, right?"

En Deli nodded honestly and said: "I know, but..."

"It's just a piece of hair. You drive me there. If something goes wrong, I'll take care of you." Xu Qing stepped on the brake and moved directly to the side.

En Deli seemed to be hesitant, and Xu Qing shouted loudly: "Nude, stupid, thick, black old man, you are so ink-stained! Are you just watching those five little kids die in vain?"

This scolding dispelled all worries in Endeli's mind. He gritted his teeth and climbed directly to the driving position and firmly grasped the steering wheel.

"This is the right thing! Don't follow me when you send me to the place later. I have a way to deal with that poisonous dragon." Xu Qing lit a cigarette and smoked, and the old god said calmly.

En Deli glanced at him and said sternly: "That bastard is difficult to deal with. It's better for the two of us to go together, so we can more or less take care of him."

Xu Qing took out his cell phone and pressed it a few times, then said calmly: "Turn off your cell phone to prevent someone from calling to disrupt the situation."

En Deli nodded knowingly, took out his mobile phone and closed it. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, with a certain amount of pride in their mouths.

The wheels were spinning, and the pickup truck drove into a remote mountain road in the western suburbs. Not far ahead, there were lush green mountains. You could faintly hear the chirping of birds and insects. There were several rice fields at the foot of the mountain, and the rice ears filled with pulp lowered their heads.

As if waiting for the harvest season to come.

There are about a hundred households living at the foot of the mountain, forming a small village nestled against the mountain. The loess road into the village is uneven, and the speed of the car has also become much slower. People sitting in it are swaying,

Feeling a little sleepy.

Xu Qing frowned and whispered: "How far away is that guy hiding?"

Endeli's expression became nervous and he said in a deep voice: "According to reliable information, the poisonous dragon is hiding in a broken mountain temple behind the village. This guy rarely comes out. People in the village regard him as a beggar.

I usually give him some food."

"Oh? This guy looks like a beggar?" Xu Qing was quite surprised. He couldn't equate an ancient warrior in the Xuan Realm with a beggar for a while.

Endeli said with certainty: "Poison Dragon usually hides in the village as a beggar. He sleeps during the day and runs out to hunt for prey at night. However, he has never harmed the baby girls in this village.

The baby girl suffered a disaster, and it was only after we discovered this suspicion that we found the hiding place of this bastard."

Rabbits don't eat grass on the edge of their nests. Instead, it's the rabbit's nest that makes sense. It's because of this clever flaw that Poison Dragon unknowingly exposed Xing Zang.

The car drove into the village and stopped in Shaiguping in front of a red brick house. A big yellow dog bared its teeth at the car and started barking. A middle-aged woman walked out of the house and yelled at the dog.

It whined with its tail and barked twice and then stopped.

Xu Qing and Endeli got out of the car together. Endeli walked up to the middle-aged woman with a smile and greeted her warmly: "Sister-in-law Tu, I am a colleague of Guo Daniu. I dropped by to bring you some money today."

After saying that, he actually took out a cowhide envelope from his pocket and handed it over.

Sister-in-law Tu took the envelope and opened it, took a look at it, her face suddenly burst into laughter, and she quickly asked the two of them to sit down, making tea and getting melon seeds and peanuts, and was very busy.

Of course, En Deli couldn't know Guo Daniu, but the money was really sent by Tu's sister-in-law's husband from the city. The couple had made an agreement in advance and would fully cooperate with the person who sent the money. Of course, they would also get a generous sum afterwards.

Bonus, and all she has to do is provide a place to rest and a few meals.

The mountain temple is still a mile away from this house, and there is no need to worry about being discovered by the poisonous dragon here. However, the two of them are still very cautious when speaking and keep their voices as low as possible.

"You stay here honestly for now. I'll go to the mountain temple to take a look first." Xu Qing still insisted on going to the spot first. Now he is already in the quasi-mystical realm, and his strength is a little bit stronger than En Deli, the middle-level yellow realm.

He can also find a way out.

En Deli shook his head stubbornly and said, "No, I want to go together."

Now that they have gotten rid of Huang Pulan and turned off their mobile phones, the two of them are almost like a single owner. If anything goes wrong, they will have to bear the consequences themselves.

Xu Qing waved his hand and said: "You don't look like a farmer at all. It will be bad if you go there. Help me get a set of old clothes and pants to change into. Even if I stand in front of the poisonous dragon, he will not necessarily suspect that I am here to arrest him."

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En Deli looked himself up and down, and he didn't look like someone from the village. On the contrary, if Xu Qing changed his clothes, he might be able to get close to the poisonous dragon unexpectedly, and then strike with one blow.

Bang! En Deli slapped him on the forehead with his backhand. How come he couldn't figure out such a simple trick? He was just as confused as that silly Huang Pulan about hiding his presence, and he would just walk away if he wasn't sure.

When he was in front of a poisonous dragon, he was knocked unconscious by a black brick, and then he was captured without any effort.

After thinking about this, Endeli stopped insisting and ran into the house to ask sister-in-law Tu for some old clothes. Xu Qing also felt that this method was quite good and was so excited that she threw a handful of salt-fried peanuts into her mouth and chewed them hard.

With sister-in-law Tu helping me put together a set of old clothes, it was a trivial matter. Five minutes later, an authentic farm boy stood in front of Endeli. If he had a cow rope in his hand, it would be amazing.

In fact, Xu Qing used to be a child from the countryside. He was very familiar with his previous role. There was no flaw in his words and deeds. Even Sister-in-law Tu who was standing next to him said that he looked very much like the boy next door.

Xu Qing, who was quite proud, grabbed two handfuls of melon seeds and peanuts and put them into his pocket, and asked Sister-in-law Tu to get two raw sweet potatoes to take with her. While eating, she walked towards the mountain temple.

The one-mile journey was fast, but it took Xu Qing a quarter of an hour to reach the door of the mountain temple. The dilapidated mountain temple had not been repaired for countless years, and even the front door had lost its appearance.

It helped Xu Qing a lot, allowing him to see the scene inside the temple clearly from outside.

Several mountain god statues in the temple had already staggered around. One of them simply lay down on the ground, with his hands and feet smashed to pieces. The dust was hanging around, making him look dilapidated and depressed. This kind of ruined temple was worthless, let alone incense. Passing by

He didn't even bother to take a look.

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