Xiao Chen said as he spoke, and the dead qi overflowing from his hand began to slowly rotate and contract.

Gradually, these dead qi were gathered together to form a black ball the size of a thumb.

The little black ball slowly floated above Mo Xiaoxiao's head.

With the appearance of the little black ball, a burst of panic appeared on Mo Xiaoxiao's hideous face.

Although Mo Xiaoxiao does not have her own consciousness now, she will also have an instinctive fear of some things that can threaten her.

Mo Xiaoxiao began to struggle frantically, his body was uncertain, but no matter what, he couldn't turn into black smoke and escape Xiao Chen's hands.

At this time, streams of black gas suddenly burst out of Mo Xiaoxiao's body, and these black gases frantically surged towards the small bead, and these black gases were Mo Xiaoxiao's resentment.

"Giggle......

The scalp-tingling sound in Mo Xiaoxiao's throat began to sound wildly.

As the resentment in Mo Xiaoxiao's body decreased, Mo Xiaoxiao's hateful face gradually changed.

The gentle and virtuous woman who used to be gradually appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes.

Mo Xiaoxiao's scarlet eyes gradually returned to clarity.

But with the loss of Mo Xiaoxiao's resentment, her body gradually became transparent.

The ghost relies on the support of that resentment, and if the resentment is gone, then it will not be far from disappearing.

"What are you doing, you're going to make Xiaoxiao's soul fly. ”

Wang Nanxu ran back at this time, covered in mud and looking very embarrassed.

Wang Nanxu watched Xiao Chen suck the resentment from Mo Xiaoxiao's body, his eyes became red, and the qi around his body gushed out wildly, causing a violent wind to blow around him.

"Bang!"

A slender and tall figure landed in front of Wang Nanxu.

The prison dragon looked at Wang Nanxu coldly, stretched out a finger, and pressed it against Wang Nanxu's forehead.

Looking at the slender jade hand against his forehead, Wang Nanxu's whole person was like falling into an ice cave.

The churning qi on his body was also under this finger, completely quiet.

And these own qi machines, no matter how she is mobilized as a master, will no longer be willing to make a little movement.

"Get down on your knees, and die. The cold voice of the prison dragon pierced Wang Nanxu's eardrums, causing her to collapse to the ground in an instant.

"Oh, my little ancestor, alas, you just go and lie down, I'll sing to you later, okay? ”

Xiao Chen's voice sounded, and Xiao Chen helplessly picked up Mo Xiaoxiao, who had recovered his sanity on the ground, but had become transparent.

Xiao Chen stood in front of the prison dragon, really afraid that this guy would crush Wang Nanxu to death with one finger.

"Emperor, please respect yourself. The Prison Dragon returned to the Black Knife.

"Self-respect, self-respect, I not only respect myself, I also love myself!"

Xiao Chen muttered and put Mo Xiaoxiao in his arms on the ground.

At this time, Mo Xiaoxiao's whole body was covered with fluorescence, like a swarm of fireflies in the dark night, extremely beautiful, which was a manifestation of the yin spirit about to completely dissipate.

With a faint smile on her face, Mo Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Nanxu with a sluggish face.

"Nanxu, long time no see. Mo Xiaoxiao finally said this sentence that had been practiced repeatedly.

Mo Xiaoxiao once fantasized countless times about what she looked like when she said goodbye to Wang Nanxu.

She wished it was autumn, and she took Wang Dodo's hand and walked on the path covered with fallen leaves.

Wang Nanxu was holding a bouquet of autumn chrysanthemums and suddenly appeared in front of her, when a gust of wind rose and blew up the fallen leaves in the sky.

Say these four words at that time: "Long time no see." ”

Wang Nanxu looked at Mo Xiaoxiao, who was surrounded by fluorescent, and suddenly cried.

"What about crying and mourning?"

Xiao Chen waved his hand impatiently, and Wang Nanxu rolled and jumped out like a spinning top.

"Xiaochen ......" Mo Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Nanxu who rolled out helplessly, and spoke quietly.

"Don't talk, annoying, it's like a farewell party for relatives in the middle of the night. ”

The dead qi in Xiao Chen's hand suddenly burst out, and these dead qi turned into little silk threads and kept burrowing into Mo Xiaoxiao's body that was about to collapse.

Gradually, the fluorescence on Mo Xiaoxiao's body dissipated, and the transparent body gradually solidified.

Wang Nanxu, who crawled back from a distance, watched this scene and wiped away the tears on his face.

Tears mixed with the soil made her face very flowery, but at this moment, Wang Nanxu broke into tears and smiled.

Not long after, Xiao Chen stopped the transmission of dead qi in his hand, looked at Mo Xiaoxiao, who was no longer in trouble, nodded and said, "It's okay, as long as you don't die in the future, you can continue to practice slowly like this, and you will have a bright future." ”

"Thank you, thank you. ”

Wang Nanxu knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Xiao Chen.

"You give a hammer, take that little fool of Wang Dodo, get out, immediately, immediately. Xiao Chen replied angrily.

Wang Nanxu nodded heavily and ran into the house with a puff of smoke.

Xiao Chen licked his face and walked to the prison dragon, rubbed his hands a little embarrassed and said, "Xiaolong'er, do you have anything on you that can break the glass and be clean." ”

"Nope. The Prison Dragon replied crisply.

"How about borrowing me a few hairs?"

"I don't borrow. ”

"The Dragon's Horn ......"

"I don't know, I don't borrow, I don't have anything. ”

"Poof. Xiao Chen almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

At this time, Wang Nanxu walked out of the house with the sleeping Wang Duoduo in his arms.

Mo Xiaoxiao hurriedly greeted her, and the family of three hugged each other, crying with joy.

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the sleeping Wang Duo in Wang Nanxu's hand flew into Xiao Chen's hand.

Xiao Chen pulled Wang Duoduo's fat face, and the dead qi in his hand began to swim on Wang Duoduo's body.

A series of incomparably strange patterns were formed on Wang Duoduo's body, and these patterns were formed in an instant and disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Chen said with a sigh while controlling the lifeless wandering: "Poor doll, alas, I have called my brother for so long, but I can only watch you walk towards the fire pit without any way, my name as the emperor is simply not worthy of the name." ”

"Poor doll, alas, was born destined to be a tragic fate......"

"Smack. ”

A golden horn the size of an adult's thumb suddenly fell on Wang's face.

Xiao Chen happily picked up the horn: "I knew that my little dragon was a bodhisattva." ”

Wang Duoduo was woken up by this little horn, looked at Xiao Chen sleepily and said, "Brother Xiao Chen, I dreamed of my mother just now." ”

"You dream of a hammer. Xiao Chen put Wang Duo on the ground.

Xiao Chen pulled out the little guy's right hand, and then gently swiped his fingertips on Wang Duoduo's palm, and a wound that was not deep appeared, and a trace of blood flowed out of the wound.

"Stream...... Flow...... Bleeding, Brother Xiao Chen. Wang Duoduo looked at his palm, stammered and shouted, and actually forgot to cry.