Meng Wanniang grabbed Ah Chou in time and asked, "Ah Chou, who is she? What the hell is going on?"

Ah Chou hurriedly replied: "I don't have time to elaborate, I can foresee an unnatural death, I just saw that little girl, not far away, someone cut off her head! she is still so young, we must save her..."

"What... That little girl just now... Someone cut off his head... It's a lie..."Tong Jia's eyes widened in disbelief.

Tong Yao's eyes flickered, and her whole body tensed.

Fang Bao raised his hands in surprise and covered his mouth.

"Ahh

Ah Chou screamed in pain, and suddenly covered his right eye with his hand, leaving only one left eye staring at the back of the little girl in the white dress in front of him, and said firmly, "I can't be mistaken, it's about a thousand meters ahead! She's going to have her head cut off with a huge blood-red scythe! there's no time, quick, we have to stop her from running as soon as possible... She's still so young... shouldn't have died so early..."

After the other girls quickly exchanged glances, they nodded at the same time, and chased after the little girl in the white dress in front of them with the ugly.

Meng Wanniang and Nangong Qiqing worked together to run with Ah Ugly.

Tong Yao, Tong Jia and Fang Bao followed on both sides.

Meng Wanniang shouted at the back of the little girl in the white dress in front of her while running: "Hey, little girl, stop, don't run forward..."

Tong Jia also shouted: "Little sister, stop quickly, there is danger ahead, stop..."

However, the little girl in the white dress seemed to be unable to hear the voices of the two of them, and kept running forward at a constant speed, without the slightest intention of stopping.

It stands to reason that a thin little girl shouldn't have such a speed.

However, Tong Yao and the other six girls only cared about chasing the little girl and wanted to save her, so they didn't think much about the strange things at all.

Tong Yao and the others chased after them for nearly two minutes, and seeing that the distance between the little girl in the white dress and them not only did not shorten, but lengthened a lot, the six girls finally became vigilant.

Tong Yao didn't stop walking, and asked suspiciously: "The little girl looks so thin, how can she run so fast?"

"yes, that's weird. ”

Tong Jia nodded and agreed, "It doesn't feel scientific at all." ”

Fang Bao whispered: "Moreover, if you look closely, the amplitude of her feet is very small, and the frequency of her movements is not fast, it feels... It's like she's floating forward..."

"Wait!"

Meng Wanniang suddenly stopped, and at the same time, she stretched out her hands and stopped the other women, and shouted in a suppressed voice, "Don't chase her! She doesn't seem to be human..."

"What do you mean?" Ah Ugly's eyes were still staring at the back of the little girl in the white dress in front of her, and she asked suspiciously.

Nangong Qiqing didn't quite understand why Senior Sister suddenly said this.

Meng Wanniang saw that everyone was looking at her with puzzled eyes, so she stretched out her finger and pointed to the feet of the little girl in the white dress in the distance, and said, "Look at her feet." The soles of her feet weren't touching the ground, they were dangling in the air! She wasn't running, she was floating in mid-air! She can't be a ghost or something dirty, right?"

As soon as Meng Wanniang's voice fell, the little girl in the white dress suddenly stopped.

Then, she slowly turned around.

I saw that her face was filled with a strange smile, and a pair of eyes revealed evil meanings, and her gaze fell gloomily on the faces of Tong Yao and the other six women.

"Giggles," a chilling laugh began to come out of her mouth like bones rubbing.

"Goo-dong!"

Tong Jia's palms were sweaty, and she couldn't help but swallow a big mouthful of saliva and asked, "What does she want to do?"

No one answered Tong Jia's question.

After a brief silence, the little girl's mouth in the white dress opened wider and wider, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth and scarlet gums.

"Giggle..."

Her pupils, which were originally a little dilated, began to focus, staring at Ah Chou alone, and said with a weird smile, "I've been with you for so long, it's time to catch you back..."

Tone falls.

A huge scythe suddenly appeared in the void.

The scythe was blood-red, as if it had been soaked in blood.

Swish!

The huge scythe hanging in mid-air swung suddenly.

The cold blade cut at the neck of the little girl in the white dress like a leek.

Poof!

The neck of the little girl in the white dress was cut off, and a whole complete head was thrown into the air.

Blood spurted out of the wound and sprayed everywhere.

The little girl's white dress was soon dyed blood-red.

The little girl in the white dress became the little girl in the red dress.

However, even though she was already in a different place, the little girl in the red dress never fell.

Even, she suddenly raised her right hand, and held the hilt of the huge scythe hanging in mid-air in her hand.

The hilt of the giant scythe was much taller than her height.

And her head, which was thrown in mid-air, actually landed on her shoulder again, and joined her neck.

The wound on the neck healed on its own at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's just that the head that has been re-put has a different face than before.

The current face, with a thin figure, a blood-red skirt, and a huge scythe, is obviously the appearance of Xiaoling, the god of death!

Xiao Ling held the huge Death Scythe in one hand, her face was expressionless, her eyes were cold, and she said, "I was ordered to arrest you back to the Death Realm, as long as you obediently follow me, I will not hurt you." ”

Ugly didn't understand what place Xiao Ling was talking about in the Death Realm. Therefore, it is naturally impossible for her to follow her obediently as Xiaoling said.

What's more, it is impossible for Meng Wanniang and the others to watch Ah Chou being taken away by a strange little girl.

"Hey, little sister!"

Meng Wanniang shouted at Xiao Ling and asked, "Who are you? What do you want to do when you trick us into coming here?"

Xiao Ling said coldly: "First of all, I am not a human, I am a god of death. Secondly, I didn't plan to bring you all here, my target was only her..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Ling raised her hand and stretched out her finger to point at Ah Chou.

Then, she then said to Meng Wanniang: "Finally, I advise you to be polite, don't talk to me in this tone again, otherwise, I don't dare to guarantee that you will be able to live..."

"Phew, little girl, what a shit death, you and I Meng Po are scared. ”

Meng Wanniang stepped forward, held her head high, crossed her hands on her waist, and shouted at Xiao Ling, "Let me tell you, from childhood to adulthood, there are countless people who have died in my Meng Poke, believe it or not, I only need to touch you once, and I can make you die?!"

Xiao Ling's brows furrowed tightly.

An impatient look appeared on her face.

Her gaze crossed Meng Wanniang, forced her to look at Ah Ugly, and asked coldly, "You really refuse to go with me?"

It was not difficult for Ah Chou to ask: "I don't know you, and I haven't heard of the Death Realm, why should I go to a place with a stranger that I haven't even heard of?"

"Because only if you obediently follow me, these companions around you can live. Xiao Ling casually waved the Death Scythe in her hand, emitting a strong smell of blood.

"Humph!"

Nangong Qiqing snorted coldly, and immediately took out two purple fire bloodthirsty knives, blocked in front of Ah Chou, competed with Xiao Ling, and said unceremoniously, "If you want our lives, it depends on whether you have that ability!"

The two Purple Fire Bloodthirsty Swords in Nangong Qiqing's hands were tempered by Wu Gan with the Purple Fire Golden Pill Furnace, and they were able to be infinitely bloodthirsty.

The smell of blood emanating from the huge scythe in Xiao Ling's hand was devoured as soon as it touched the Purple Fire Bloodthirsty Knife in Nangong Qiqing's hand.

Xiao Ling was a little surprised.

She couldn't help but stare at the two knives in Nangong Qiqing's hands.

At this moment, Meng Wanniang took out the Heaven and Earth Divine Dragon Whip.

Whew!

Cracking sound!

Meng Wanniang waved her arms a few times in a row, and the Heaven and Earth Divine Dragon Whip resounded in the void with a deafening sound of breaking the air!

The sound of breaking the air is one piece, and the momentum is huge!

Xiao Ling stared at the divine whip in Meng Wanniang's hand, and her eyes fluctuated again.

Immediately afterwards, Ah Chou took a few deep breaths, stabilized his body, and took out the sky-shaking bone.

The Heaven Shaking Bone is the same as the Heaven and Earth Divine Dragon Whip, both of which are offensive magic weapons refined by Wu Qian with the materials on Jiaolong's body.

These two magic weapons appeared at the same time, echoing each other from afar, and their attack power complemented each other and reached a higher level.

Even Xiao Ling, the god of death, couldn't help but feel a little tricky after seeing the Purple Fire Bloodthirsty Knife, the Heaven Opening Divine Dragon Whip, and the Heaven Shaking Bone, which were three magic weapons refined by Wu Gan's hands.

Xiao Ling knew that Wu Gan was powerful as an immortal cultivator, so she had waited for so long, waiting for this opportunity that Wu Gan could not come to the rescue, and planned to bring the ugly who had the ability to foresee death back to the Death God Realm.

However, what Xiao Ling didn't expect was that Meng Wanniang, Ah Chou and Nangong Qiqing's sisters each had an offensive magic weapon.

And the lethality of these three attacking magic weapons is not weaker than the Death Scythe in Xiao Ling's hand.

In this way, if Xiao Ling wants to fight one against three, the situation will become very unfavorable for her.

"Have you figured it out?"

Xiao Ling raised the Death Scythe high with one hand, and then, drawing a semicircle in mid-air, aimed the blade at Meng Wanniang and the others, and asked, "Are you sure you want to be the enemy of a Death God?"

When Meng Wanniang heard this, she smiled contemptuously and said disdainfully: "Don't talk nonsense." There's no way we're going to let you take Ugly away anyway. ”

"Giggle..."

As soon as Meng Wanniang's voice fell, before Xiao Ling could speak again, a sharp laugh suddenly sounded in a no-man's land.

Immediately after, not far from Xiao Ling, there was a distortion in the air.

A hole was torn open in the void.

Like a monster's mouth, it slowly opened.