Prajna lowered his head and muttered for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and then she stood up and walked over to Ji Wuming and looked at him condescendingly.

"Ahem, you're going to die of this heart. Lao Tzu is not Jiang Ling's bad seed, and if he has any ruthless tricks, he can use them. Saying a word begging for mercy is considered a loss. ”

Ji Wuming struggled to raise his head to look at Pranya, and spoke for the first time. He tried to maintain his haughty posture, but as he spoke, a large mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth with a coughing sound, dripping on the ground, staining the clean ground red.

Seeing this, Prajna shook his head slightly. In addition to the different positions of the two sides, she really appreciated Ji Wusheng's momentum, which was much stronger than the soft bones that were dragged out before. It's a pity that Ji Wuming has always been his enemy, and he has a reason to let him speak.

Praruo slowly squatted down under the expectant gaze of everyone, and pressed his right hand in the air on Ji Wusheng's head, chanting words in his mouth.

Ji Wuming originally thought that what awaited him would be a new round of cruel torture, and he had already gritted his teeth and was ready to endure physical pain again. It's just that the expected pain didn't come, but he felt that his head began to become groggy, and it seemed that his thinking had become much duller.

With Prajna's movements, Bai Ya Holy Maiden and the others saw that Ji Wusheng's gaze gradually became dull and lifeless from resentment.

"Whew. ”

Prajna gasped heavily, stood up and sat back in his chair.

"Holy Maiden, is this...

Zhilang looked at Ji Wusheng, who was lying on the ground sluggishly, turned his head to look at the tired Panruo, scratched his head and asked puzzledly.

Bai Ya Saintess and the others also looked at Prajna with curious eyes, and they also had the same question in their hearts. Although they could guess that Praruo must have done something to Ji Wuming just now, it didn't seem to have any other effect than to calm him down?

Pranya rested for a while, opened his eyes and pointed with his fingers, and a healing technique fell on Ji Wuming's body, stopping his injury from coughing up blood.

"How many people did you use in this raid?"

Just when everyone was puzzled, Prajna asked lightly.

Breaking the waves, he suddenly stumbled and almost fell on the spot. He also thought that the Holy Maiden would have some tricks, so it turned out to be to treat Ji Wuxing, and then asked directly. Could it be that she naively thought that Ji Wuming would be grateful to Dade for her kind treatment, and would she answer all questions?

But in the next second, he knew that he was too wrong. Because Ji Wuming really opened his mouth to answer.

"We dispatched a total of 6,000 men this time to prepare to bypass the battlefield and raid Chiyou Village. Jiang Ling and I each led 3,000 people. ”

Ji Wuming's first sentence surprised everyone present.

Six thousand?

They only got more than 3,000 people. And it was true that there were only about 3,000 men fighting against them. So the enemy still has a force of about 3,000 people hidden in the shadows? Now there are only about 3,000 people left in Chiyou Village, and almost all of them are wounded, if the enemy hiding in the shadows attacks at this time, will these remnants of his own troops be able to resist it?

Not only was Bai Ya Saint Maiden nervous, but even Prajna frowned.

"And where are the other three thousand?"

Zhilang was a quick temper, and immediately asked.

"We were intercepted by Chiyou's troops halfway, and the rest of the people were entangled by Chiyou's troops in order to cover us, and now their lives and deaths are unknown. We were the only ones who broke through. Including the one thousand and seven people led by me and the two thousand one hundred and forty-five people of the Yandi tribe led by Jiang Ling, a total of three thousand one hundred and fifty-two people. ”

Ji Wuming replied. The number of people is even accurate to single digits.

Hearing Ji Wuming's answer, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that 6,000 men were only the number of the enemy at the beginning of the departure, and half of them were killed when they broke through the front line. That's good, otherwise Chiyou Village at this time may really not be able to withstand the impact of 3,000 people again.

"And where are all the three thousand one hundred and fifty-two now?"

Zhi Lang asked again uneasily.

However, in the eyes of everyone, this is completely nonsense, three thousand one hundred and fifty-two people are already very close to the number of people they have besieged, and even a few fish that have slipped through the net will not be able to make any waves. The battle situation on the front line is stalemate, and even if these fish that have slipped through the net can return alive to report the news, I am afraid that the enemy will not be able to organize another wave of such attacks.

"All dead, all dead, demons, demons did it. My valiant sons died so miserably. ”

Speaking of this, Ji Wuming's emotions suddenly became excited, and he even broke free from his sluggish state and began to whimper and cry.

The room full of people all silently looked at Ji Wusheng who was crying bitterly, this guy was tortured by the waves and did not beg for mercy, but when it came to those clansmen who died in battle, they cried so loudly. For a while, everyone's hearts felt panicked.

Prajna sighed in his heart. It seems that the first time he cast this spell, he was not very successful, and he was actually freed from Ji Wuming under the violent mood swings. But she was already surprised to be able to achieve such an effect.

In fact, where could there be such a strange spell in Praruo? This trick and the trick she used before to stun Zhilang and the others were all inadvertently obtained by him when he absorbed Chi You's wisp of Yuan Shen.

Although Chi You's wisp of Yuan Shen has been lifeless and has no reaction, it is a wisp of the Demon God Chi You's Yuan Shen after all. There's so much to put into it. Not only was it a huge amount of energy, but it also contained a lot of spells of various uses, which she had never heard of before. In her opinion, these spells are extremely weird and evil, no wonder Chiyou will be called a demon god by later generations.

Of course, these so-called weird spells also helped her immensely. If she hadn't obtained these strange spells, even if she could frighten the Saintess of Stacking and the Holy Son of Folding Crow, who had ill intentions at that time, I am afraid it would have taken more attention and time. And time was what she lacked the most at this time.

If she spends too much time rectifying the interior of Chiyou Village, then Ji Wusheng will lead people to attack Chiyou Village, she will not have enough deterrence, and I am afraid that the loss of Chiyou Village will only be a matter of time.

"What did you just do to me?"

Slowly, Ji Wuming stopped crying. He shouted at Prajna in horror.

"Take him down and take good care of him, don't let him die. ”

Prajna waved his hand and said to the waves. She had already gotten what she wanted to know, and she didn't want to continue to embarrass Ji Wu's life.