In a dimly lit room, flickering blue candles, a woman in a dark brown kimono was kneeling in front of an ebony desk, drawing an earthy yellow knot by the light of nine corpse oil lamps. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And on the side of the brocade cloth is a worn dagger with a handle, and there are still stains of blood on it, if Mangzi is here, he will definitely be able to recognize this thing as the murder weapon that Uncle Mouse stabbed into his abdomen that day, I think it was the mouse who handed this thing to Michiko Nishiwaki when he came to come.

In a trance, nine corpse lamps flickered, and the blood stains penetrated the carrying brocade silk in Nishiwaki Michiko's special technique, and then reached out and plucked a blood chrysanthemum and burned it in the lamp to completely absorb the bloodstains, so that it was loaded into the belly of a straw man made in advance, and deeply imprinted with blood-red lip prints.

"Well, you'll be honest in front of people soon......"

As soon as the words came out, five golden needles appeared on her fingertips and pierced into the limbs and skulls of the straw man, pulled out five silk ropes and twisted them into one, and formed a few special seals on her chest. ”。

The straw man lying flat on the desk in front of her really stood up straight as she said!

And the straw figure movement drawn out by the fingertips was the same as the strange appearance of the reckless man in the Dali Temple at this moment, slowly walked out of the room sealed by Qu Zhan, and walked steadily towards the outside of the temple waiting for the carriage and horses.

"Come on, let me see what kind of background Dali Temple has, which can stop this battle that has long been won and lost."

"However, I really want Mo Shenzhu and Master Di to also see what happened to Dali Temple now......"

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"Hurry up and escort Miss Xiangling and the stinky boy to the backyard to inform the remaining few gods! There are a few of our old guys here who are stubbornly guarding here, and we must not let these Japanese countries be careful to weigh their hearts! ”

Several old catchers saw the severity of the situation in the center of the field at this moment, and when they gave a task to the young catchers behind them, they neatly pulled out their silver weapons and stopped them in front of the Jiuju Shenwei who was gradually approaching, although they were sweating profusely, they did not take half a step back.

To tell the truth, the Nine Chrysanthemum Divine Guard is equivalent to the protector of the Nine Chrysanthemums of the Wa Kingdom, and each of them is a battle master comparable to a half-step grandmaster, and it is impossible to compete with it with the ordinary skills of the old catcher and a few people.

But at this moment, the battle situation is already on the verge of imminent, and it can't be said that Wang Mang's bear boy turned around and fled, so he can only hope to spend more time when a few gods come to catch them, so that it is possible to break the tricks of these Japanese people, and this is also the morality of Dali Temple to catch fast, after all, they are the last line of defense of the entire Tang Dynasty!

"No! This stinky boy seems to have dozens of brute bulls dragging him, and our brothers can't stop him at all! ”

Looking sideways, Mangzi still walked steadily towards the direction of the courtyard wall, and Rao dragged several catchers behind him but still couldn't stop his footsteps, and he was more than ten zhang away from the side door!

At this time, several old hunters were anxious to help, but unexpectedly, the eyes of the eight Jiuju Divine Guards flashed with blue light, as if they had received an order and rushed into the trapping knife array in front of them, like a beast raging, even if it was a situation where the boxers were in contact with each other, but because the blade could not cut into the armor, the crowd was smashed in a blink of an eye, and the bones were broken, and they were forced to take a step closer when they saw that the reckless man was about to leave!

"A group of bastard boys, why are they so slow to ask God to come over and help!"

The old catcher in the center saw that the situation could not back down at this moment, so he had to set up a blade and try to take over the attack to highlight the encirclement, but unexpectedly, as if he was smashed out of the fire by a giant hammer, the blade exploded in an instant, and at the moment when he was about to die in his hand, there was a silver-white wolf tail rolled from a distance, and the old catcher quickly dragged out the attack range of several Jiuju guards, only to wait for the roar behind the old catcher to wake up and look at the long-lovesick shadow!

"None... Peerless girl! Didn't you go with Shaoqing to send the Tang envoy? How could it appear in Dali Temple at this time! ”

The reflection reflected in the cloudy pupils seemed to see the arrival of the savior, and when Mo Wushuang jumped off the wolf's back, Lao Zhukuai was so excited that he was almost speechless at the moment.

Think about it... What can I do if I come, after all, it is an eight-and-a-half-step grandmaster-level Nine Chrysanthemum Divine Guard, not to mention that the armor on that body is even more invulnerable, unless Dongfang Boya and Shaoqing can ......

Thinking of this, Lao Zhukuai was about to stop Mo Wushuang from fleeing quickly, but he didn't know that the eight Jiuju Divine Guards turned around and saw that they were stunned for a moment.

"I didn't expect you to come back alive!"

The Jiuju Shenwei led by Mo Wushuang's familiar charming voice opened his mouth, and the latter couldn't help but look stunned immediately, and saw a little hatred in the man's eyes, so he had to test in surprise.

"You're Michiko Nishiwaki?"

"And just now you said you didn't expect to come back alive... What is the meaning? ”

Mo Wushuang, who had no reason, was a little panicked in his heart, and then he saw that the eight Nine Chrysanthemum Divine Guards actually raised their heads together and giggled out a weird laugh, and the man led by him continued to say coldly.

"Aren't you surprised why I have time to snatch that child here?"

"Aren't you surprised why the Nine Chrysanthemum Divine Guards are gathered here, and there are ten thousand law masters who happen to fight against Dali Siqing at this moment?"

As soon as he heard this, Mo Wushuang immediately understood that this was a premeditated turmoil, and the team escorting the Tang envoy on the other side was probably already ......

Thinking of this, Mo Wushuang hated and called Luo Xiaojiu to turn into a Danfeng knife and stop in front of the eyes of the eight Nine Chrysanthemum Divine Guards, and he could see that his originally clear and bright eyes were shrouded in anger, as if he wanted to burn Michiko Nishiwaki who was manipulating the nine corpse lamps at the other end!

"Hehe, but it's okay, if I can torture you to death with my own hands, it can be regarded as the fulfillment of a long-cherished wish before obtaining the jade seal of the country."

After the words fell, Nishiwaki Michiko reached out and picked off the lush blood chrysanthemum on the side, and then the nine corpse lamps shook and scattered into fly ash and sank to the bottom of the lamp, the blood-red color in his eyes reflected the figure of Mo Wushuang in front of him, and then the corners of his mouth cruelly provoked a trace of arc.

"Hehe... Suffer death! ”

As the so-called femme fatale is talking about Nishiwaki Michiko, just after receiving the order, the eight Nine Chrysanthemum Divine Guards did not hesitate to raise their feet and "Knock knock!" ran towards Mo Wushuang, looking like he wanted to catch her and end her life by means of car splitting.

But at this time, outsiders don't know that Mo Wushuang is no longer what it used to be, and after so much cultivation, how can he let Nishiwaki Michiko simply be at the mercy of evil arts!

Under the wind, fire and rain, the Danfeng knife showed a different color for the first time, and the neighing at the blade did not wait for the Jiuju Divine Guard to rush forward, it was like a shocking slash, and a blood-colored mist was reflected in front of everyone through the golden silk armor, and it was not until the place where Jin Ge fell that everyone was pulled back to reality.

After all, no one expected that the invincible Nine Chrysanthemum Divine Guard armor would be cut through the air so easily......