Maybe it was in the middle of a battle, Ning Qing stopped the action of the audience with a word, and the scene became extremely funny.

Under the remnant sun in the illusion, the corpses are concave in various magical postures, just like square dance aunts who have just entered the industry, and no matter how serious their attitudes are, their movements are not up to standard.

After all, the dancer was in a hurry to go home and eat soil, and half of his body was buried in the soil.

What the hell do you go home and eat dirt!

Ning Qing couldn't stop laughing in her heart, and looked over in a daze, and found that the scene in front of her was like an unsuccessful photo of the competition, and the picture was roughly a group of people standing under the orange pattern of Mirinda, dancing a mysterious square dance.

Originally, the action was not good-looking, but the pixel of the camera that took pictures for them was still low, so the finished product had the style of a rampant comic, and Ning Qing was not the same style of painting at all.

The style of painting is inconsistent.

Ning Qing is actually very good-looking, she is the kind of gentle and elegant type, and when she laughs lightly, she is like a noble son in a play, and she definitely belongs to the hexagram of girl comics.

Although his self-perception is a little deviated, thinking that he is handsome and cool, because the key word is handsome and not cool, this deviation does not affect the effectiveness of that sentence.

So the unhandsome ones are still, and the handsome ones are still moving.

It's really a mysterious physique. Ning Qing thought about it, and glanced at Ning Gouyu, who was moving freely, but unfortunately he couldn't consult him now, and he had to avoid the corpse chaser.

But even if he could ask now, Ning Gou didn't have time to answer him.

Ning Qing's words came true, and almost at the same time, Ning Gou Yu felt the scattered vitality, and subconsciously started to operate the exercises.

The aura of heaven and earth swept from all around, converging into a huge vortex in an instant, enveloping him.

He closed his eyes and gradually floated in the air, contemplating the sudden mystery.

The breeze came slowly, and Ning Gou Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

A pair of inky black eyes, like a cold pool bottomless, as if there are sun, moon and stars changing in it.

The momentum around him skyrocketed, and with a slight flick of his wrist, it was a sword volley that slashed out in the air, and his true qi evolved into a vast sea of stars!

The sword light was faster than the thunder sound, enveloping the audience in an instant, and the dusk turned into a starry night.

The mutation was born abruptly at this time, and in an instant, the stars fell and shattered into dust!

A sword point to ten thousand laws!

The sword light exploded with the vision, falling straight into the world, and it was indestructible everywhere it passed.

The sparks of the phantom array node splashed wildly, and there was a crisp sound of explosion, and the slanting sun and dusk collapsed in an instant, and the earth trembled, and dust flew everywhere.

Countless corpses also turned into powder like stars, fluttering and fluttering, and finally returned to nothingness with the dust.

In the dusty sand, Ning Qing raised his weak hands with difficulty, and the small flag above his head flashed, and another light shield fell, protecting him in the middle.

The sudden increase in the power of this sword made him have to plan more.

In fact, he was just worried in vain, the sword light continued to slide, but as if he was conscious, every one of them avoided him, and he didn't even touch the edge.

Looking up at Ning Gouyu, who was still blank, Ning Qing suddenly understood that even if Ning Gouyu was not awake, he would definitely not hurt him subconsciously.

They are the master and slave connected by numerology, and the other party is a sword spirit who is completely in control of his hands, and no matter when, the other party will put him first.

No harm, no betrayal.

This realization was extremely clear at this moment, and it clearly made Ning Qing a little silent.

After a long while, Ning Qing looked around like no one was fine.

The corpse chaser boy was easy to find, and he was sitting on the ground at this time, and the charm he was holding tightly in his hand emitted a faint white light, protecting him impenetrable.

Ning Qing raised her eyebrows, realizing that Ning Gou Yu might be a little blind, this spell may not be as simple as suppression, in the case of the big brawl and Ning Gou Yu's madness, he can still protect the young man safe and sound.

The identity of the person who sent these talismans must not be simple, and they can't deal with that corpse puppet at will, and it still depends on this young man in the end.

It's a pity that the boy's appearance classification doesn't seem to be handsome in Ning Qing's mind, and he was pressed the pause button at the moment, motionless.

Seeing the flames on the ground, Ning Qing lucked his luck, grabbed the corpse chaser boy, and dragged him into the periphery of the light mask: "Okay, okay, barely you and I have a painting style." ”

This sentence lifted the boy's pause, he was confused for a while, and then he was grateful, and kept thanking: "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you very much, thank you very much...... I, I ......"

Ning Qing didn't want to listen to his ramblings, in fact, without his involvement, this young man would not have anything to do, so he immediately interrupted him: "Have you seen your corpse puppet?" He can't move now, you hurry up and put the charm on it. ”

The young man let out an "ah", looked in the direction Ning Qing pointed, and immediately saw the corpse puppet half buried in the soil, and it was really motionless.

He was very pleasantly surprised, and thanked him again: "Thank you!" Thank you so much! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how to get him back! ”

Ning Qing waved his hand to say that he didn't need to thank him, and urged the young man to hurry over.

The boy nodded, spell in his hand, carefully avoiding the sparks that were flying around on the ground, and went to the corpse puppet in shock.

Ning Qing looked at his timid appearance, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and looked away to see Ning Gouyu who was still floating in the air.

In fact, Ning Gou finished slashing with one sword left, releasing the heaven and earth aura that could not be absorbed, and soon came to his senses, and when he saw Ning Qing looking at him, he also looked back at Ning Qing very calmly.

However, it was probably because he had just failed to grasp the power of the sword, and he was a little weak when he saw the desolation around him, and that calmness could not be justified, but made his dark eyes full of innocence.

Ning Qing felt so tired when she saw that he was cute again, and she especially wanted to tell him that it was time to go to work now, and he couldn't be coquettish.

It's a pity that Ning Gouyu reacted relatively quickly, and changed the topic as soon as he opened his mouth: "Master, the corpse puppet has been suppressed." ”

Ning Qing paused, and saw that the young man had indeed put a spell on the corpse puppet, and was trying to drag him out of the soil.

The crisis had been lifted, Ning Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to remove the magic technique.

It was also very tiring to maintain the output of internal qi all the time, and now his meridians were faintly tingling.

The small flag above his head shrunk and fluttered down, and was caught by Ning Qing and put into his arms, and just as he was about to ask something, he felt that his head was covered and his body was weak, and his legs trembled and almost fell to the ground.

Ning Gou's eyes were fast, and as soon as he realized that something was wrong, he immediately fell from the air, and with a wave of his sleeves, Ning Qing landed safely.

Yan sù checked his face roughly, and Ning Gouyu's expression relaxed a lot: "The master is fine, but the internal qi is exhausted, and he is a little out of strength at this time." ”

Ning Qing was also aware of his situation, and sat on the ground and tried to move his limp limbs, as if he had been filled with lead, and there was no way to move freely at all.

"I can't go by myself, you carry me, I'd rather be left." Ning Qing felt that she had forgotten something, but she really couldn't think of it, so she could only say something else, "I carried you when you came, and now it's your turn to selflessly dedicate!" Come, don't carry what you want to carry. ”

But Ning Gouyu, who has always been obedient, did not agree this time: "Master, I have no substance, and I have no heart." ”

Ning Qing was speechless.

By the way, Ning Gou is a sword spirit, and there is no entity at the moment.

Ning Qing shook his dizzy head, and said in his heart that he didn't know about it, the monk's memory was very good, why did he suddenly forget it?

But speaking of which, Ning Gou's remaining Yuan Spirit doesn't seem to be so transparent? But when Ning Qing took a closer look, he felt that he was still like that, and there was no special change.

Ning Gouyu didn't seem to feel any change in himself, and explained Ning Qing's matter very calmly: "The master's physique is not yet complete, and if he fails to catch it for a while, his memory will be confused, and it will not hinder him much." ”

Cheng dù, whose memory is so chaotic, is not counted, but it is true that people are dizzy.

Ning Qing couldn't concentrate his energy, and the pause had already changed back to playing, and he returned to normal as soon as he could.

As a result, he fainted even more.

Ning Qing sighed, looking like she had to ask for help from the delicate and weak corpse chaser boy.

But can the corpse chaser boy succeed?

Ning Qing looked at the young man who was still fighting against the corpse puppet with great suspicion, and felt that he couldn't convince himself.

The young man didn't feel Ning Qing's entanglement, he pulled the corpse puppet out of the ground like a carrot, and drove him to run to Ning Qing's side and thank him again.

Ning Qing politely said twice, "Can I ask you for a favor?" ”

The young man hurriedly said: "Yes, what's the hurry?" ”

Ning Qing said: "You see I used too much force just now, and now I don't have any strength at all, can you please help me?" I still have to go to those two sect disciples and ask about something. ”

The young man agreed without thinking about it, and then easily picked him up under Ning Qing's suspicious gaze.

Hugged it.

up.

Get up.

Come.

Wtf！ Ning Qing's expression was about to crack, he was a hundred or ten pounds, and he didn't look lighter than that corpse puppet, why was he hugged by the princess all of a sudden?

A corpse puppet, it took so much effort for the young man to pull it out, how could it be so easy to get to him, it's not scientific at all!

He thinks he's all drunk, okay?

Ning Gouyu looked at the owner's sluggish face, thought about it and still didn't say anything, silently followed behind the brisk young man, and walked towards the pile of rocks.

He had a strong premonition that speaking at such a time seemed to be a very unwise choice.

Silence spread everywhere until the moment everyone saw the pile of rubble.

The entire pile of rocks is full of blood, and the party escorting Niuniu has disappeared.

Yuan Haoyan lost his right hand, black poisonous blood was dripping from the wound, his left hand was weakly covering his abdomen, and he was sitting on the ground with a big blow.

As for the unconscious Mrs. Ruji, her skin was already stained with blue gray, there were a few more scratches on her body, and the place where the skin and flesh turned out was black and purple, and she looked quite poisoned.

What's going on here?