The evil dragon hurriedly said, "Ancestor, you don't remember. This card was your guide. Otherwise, their ancient tarot cards in the Western world will not be accurate at all. It is always a little bit less critical. You can only draw the most accurate card after you give me some advice! Speaking of which, you are the ancestor of the tarot predictions that are circulated in this world!"

Xi Zuer: "..."

Is it OK for her to refuse to recognize such unworthy descendants?

The little card flipped between Xi Zuer's jade fingers, and her red lips opened: "Do you want freedom?"

The evil dragon formed a ball and nodded urgently and violently: "Yeah, yeah! Please help our ancestors with success!"

"Okay. Then I'll do you." Yu ordered the card to stay on the board, and her red lips spit out a word, "Come!"

The evil dragon was put into the card again by the tarot card.

The grave-digging team members behind him looked straight and vividly interpreted the meaning of the four words "Dao Mu Chicken".

Xi Zuer smiled sweetly, and the next moment, the cards in his hand were thrown out like a dart, and with a "swoosh" sound, he sank straight into the soil.

It would be easy to understand if a sword or even a nail could be thrown into the soil, but, cards?

This kind of soft and light thing?

Can it be buried???

Everyone was so arrogant that they didn't dare to show up. They looked at Xi Zuer, and their hearts were full of awe.

They actually want to ask, Miss Xi, aren’t you here to save Master Bo? Why are you dancing around with a card? You are really not in a hurry. Is Mr. Bo safe underground?

However, no one dared to ask.

They all waited obediently.

In a moment.

A white light broke out from the ground, shook, and fell steadily into Xi Zuer's palm.

Still the same card???

Everyone was far away and could not see the difference.

Xi Zuer stroked the card and curled her lips slightly: "Xiaochenger, one life is exchanged for another, you can come back."

If a special training team member came up to see the card at this moment, he would be shocked immediately.

Their thoughts about Bo Ye, who was worried about him, was now painted on the board with a gloomy face, and was vividly vivid.

Replaced the evil dragon's position!

Xi Zuer gently held his hand, and the next moment, the man broke out from the card, stepped on the ground with his feet, and his broad back covered the sun, covering Xi Zuer in a shady area.

She exchanged him back.

Let the evil dragon replace him, sink to the bottom of the coffin, and bring him out with cards.

The evil dragon gains freedom from the ground, and he gains freedom from the ground.

As for this abandoned tarot card...

Xi Zuer blew a light breath, and the board instantly dissipated into smoke and dust, disappearing into the cold wind...

"Master Bo!"

The people behind him were stunned and finally came to life and looked at Bo Gucheng who was reborn after the disaster with tears in their eyes.

No matter how puzzling, shocking and incredible the scene I saw just now was, as long as their Master Bo came back, that would be great!

Xi Zuer gently stroked her cheeks and suddenly said "Ah": "My ancestors almost forgot this. That, you should not remember too much. It is better not to give you too much psychological burden..."

He raised his bare hands and waved them in front of everyone's eyes.

It's just a moment's effort.

"Master Bo..."

Everyone called anxiously again.

It seemed as if I was repeating the same surprise as before, but the shock and incredible tone were erased.

They only knew that Mr. Bo was back and nothing happened, but they had forgotten about the tarot card or evil dragon.

After doing all this, Xi Zuer turned around and looked at Bo Gucheng: "Little Town..."

She was very satisfied with her arrangement of exchanging dragons for life, and she was even more unspeakable to see the man being unscathed.

But why does a man seem a little...unhappy?

"Little town?"
Chapter completed!