The place where Luo Xiaobei was before has become a big pit!

She quickly got up, her eyes falling in the direction of the black shadow, it was really strange, this thing stood still clearly, but there was always something to attack people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Could it be that this cow can also use ideas?

Jokes are jokes, Luo Xiaobei deceived himself again. Her whip has fallen into the hands of others three times and twice since she got off the mausoleum, Luo Xiaobei secretly spat it, she must be at odds with this mausoleum, and she has committed a taboo, so she will touch her head again and again, and become the one who pulls hatred.

It was Ji Yan who grabbed her whip, and the long-legged man didn't know where he went, when Luo Xiaobei landed, he happened to see Ji Yan pulling her whip, but he took out an ordinary-looking wooden box with one hand.

Luo Xiaobei took out a charm with her left hand, and she didn't dare to get close. What's more, she has already discussed it with Ji Yan, she just needs to pull the hatred and lure the cow out, and the rest of Ji Yan and the long-legged man will solve it.

But how can such a thing be so rare for Luo Xiaobei? With Luo Xiaobei's temper, how can he be willing to be just a bait?

What's more, this cow tried to kill her again and again with brute force, and she had to repay one or two no matter how she could!

Then she did, and as soon as the spell came out, it landed right on the shadow that came at her for the third time. The orange flame of the spell just illuminated the thing in front of him, and Luo Xiaobei saw clearly that that thing was clearly a tail!

Oh no, the cow's tail is its weapon.

The spell in Luo Xiaobei's hand had already been thrown out, and the tail that was as thick as a human arm suddenly shrank back, and a wisp of smoke hit Luo Xiaobei's face, stinking and immediately rushed to her head.

Luo Xiaobei, who only thought that she had a good resistance to the smell, was also defeated, she quickly retreated, her stomach churned, and she vomited immediately.

It's just that in this way, Luo Xiaobei also knows what this thing is!

"Dragon"

"Why is there this thing here?" Luo Xiaobei was already stunned, and tears were about to flow down, so he could only speak while wiping his tears.

Gongyi Zhen'er and those two men only stood on one side, although they didn't know what it was yet, but looking at Luo Xiaobei's current appearance, they knew that the situation was not good.

"You can't use talismans for this thing. Luo Xiaobei shouted in the direction where Ji Yan was.

It is not afraid of fire, but it has the body of a cow but has the tail of a snake and only one eye.

Evil spirits are very disgusted with things like charms, and so are the charms, but the spells Luo Xiaobei used before were the simplest, although they were also burned because of their aura, but the evil aura that followed stunned Luo Xiaobei's whole person.

Luo Xiaobei had lost her combat effectiveness, and she didn't want to get close to that dragon. She is afraid of snakes, not just one snake head, she is afraid of the whole snake, the soft and cold touch, she can't think about it.

It doesn't matter when she doesn't know, she already knows, she has a meaning.

Fei's strength is very great, no matter how powerful Ji Yan is, he is only one person, although his physical strength is better than Luo Xiaobei, it is very difficult to drag a behemoth.

But the look on his face was quite calm, and he also heard Luo Xiaobei's words, can't he use a talisman? A smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, but the ordinary wooden box in his left hand was opened.

A black ink line glowed with a faint green light, which was the aura that had accumulated over the years. As soon as the wooden box was opened, the line flew out, and a thick and fragrant ink fragrance spread in the corridor, Luo Xiaobei suddenly felt that his eyes were clear, and the depression in his heart also dissipated in an instant.

As soon as the ink line came out, the conical pendant at the tip flew out like a dragon's head, and the straight line hit the direction of the black shadow, just in time to be pulled by the snake's tail that realized the danger.

The ink line must be straight and cannot be bent, so as to have no slightest error, which is the basic common sense of carpentry.

The public loser ink bucket is famous for its ability to dispel all evils, and it has always been a treasure that Taoists pursue and are willing to pay for with their lives.

It is rumored that the ink fountain used in the carpentry class is the supreme treasure pursued by Taoists.

Seeing that the time had come, Ji Yan let go of the hand holding the shadow wood whip, and his white fingertips gently pressed on the straight ink line.

"Whew-"

"Hum—"

Like a sharp sword unsheathed, the sound of metal clashing sounded in the narrow corridor, and like a broken string, leaving a tearing aftertaste.

Wave after wave, powerful waves of qi split from the ink line to both ends, raising Luo Xiaobei's long hair tightly tied behind her head, and her eyes fell on Ji Yan who was holding the ink line.

The golden and silver light intertwined with each other, climbing up, Ji Yan's white and slender hand lightly pressed on the black ink line, and with a gentle tap, the sound wave swept in again, like a deep and thick language from eternity, with the obsession of killing demons and evil spirits, and playing a clean and clear sonata.

And the dragon at the end of the ink line has fallen completely, and it wraps its entire body tightly like a snake's tail. The more it is twisted, the deeper the ink line becomes.

At the same time, the long-legged man who reappeared at some point plunged the sword in his hand into the white tip in front of the head, and as if he heard a scream, the black shadow disappeared like smoke. The light of the sword in the long-legged man's hand turned from silver to green until it disappeared into darkness, and everything was dull.

The ink line box in Ji Yan's hand was covered, and Luo Xiaobei came back to his senses and moved his gaze to the box.

She wrapped the Shadow Wood Whip around her waist, her eyes shining, "This is, the loser's ink fountain?"

Ji Yan's white fingers caressed the wooden box, his hands hung down, and the loose sleeves covered the wooden box entirely.

The light in Luo Xiaobei's eyes dimmed, and she secretly said that Ji Yan was stingy, but as soon as she turned her eyes, she saw the thoughtful faces of Gongyi Zhen'er and the two men.

Luo Xiaobei suddenly smiled again.

Ji Yan caught a glimpse of Luo Xiaobei's expression as if he was not a big deal to see the excitement, and he only closed his eyes slightly, and then nodded at Gongyi Zhen'er.

The long-legged man had already returned to Ji Yan's side, and the two turned around, regardless of the situation behind them, and walked forward.

Luo Xiaobei shrugged his shoulders and walked up as well.

Ji Yan has such a treasure in hand, Luo Xiaobei is happy and frustrated. Happily, she is not the one who is really watching the public loser the most, and the frustrating thing is that the treasure of the public loser is actually in the hands of Ji Yan, so how can she start to win Ji Yan?

And Luo Xiaobei understands one more thing, that is, the public loss of Zhen'er's trip should also be related to the ink fountain on Ji Yan's body.

Then, if he finds an exit and enters Wangxiang, Ji Yan may be the one who suffers the most.

Maybe the so-called Zhao Er's master has already laid a net, just waiting for the fish to enter the net.