Immediately afterwards, Niujiao flew out with a dirty and dirty old woman in her hand.

The woman's hair was gray, her eyes were sunken, her face was covered with wrinkles, and her withered body could be blown down by the wind.

"Brother, fortunately, I have not been humiliated, and the prisoner has been brought here." Niujiao said with a smile on his face and asked for credit.

"The old woman got two small magic weapons from somewhere, but she actually wanted to resist, but I took them down with just one move."

Fish Scale glanced at the old woman on the ground. The other party still had a breath, but it was very weak.

"Take her with me, let's go back to the village first and hand it over to the land for treatment."

"Woooooo!"

The little devil who was being carried suddenly started to cry.

"Why are you crying?" Yu Lin asked with a frown.

"I miss my mother!" The little ghost thrust his voice, "I haven't seen my mother for a long time, I want her mother!"

Niujiao frowned and said, "Shut up."

But the little devil still ignored it and continued to cry.

"Ge, shut up!"

Niujiao stepped forward a few steps, staring at the little ghost with fierce eyes, and finally scared the other party.

"No, this old woman committed suicide!"

Suddenly, the sound of the dog's head sounded from behind.

The fish scales and horns changed their faces and hurried over to check.

At this moment, the old woman had no breath and her body began to become cold.

"Huh! Fortunately, her soul is still there."

Fish scales reached out to grab the corpse on the ground, and the white figure flew out and fell into his palm.

The little devil looked at him, his face turned a little unnatural.

"Let's go back now."
Chapter completed!