Chapter Seventy-Two: A Sudden Rise

The place where Mo Wushuang and Jiuju Shenwei fought had been reduced to ruins due to the strong explosion, and at this moment, the surrounding residents who were almost affected took advantage of the quiet time to poke their heads out, as if they wanted to check the condition of the ruins that were still emitting green smoke. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Unexpectedly, a slender palm suddenly broke through the scorched stone, startling everyone to flee in a hurry, and the embarrassed figure in the ruins staggered out, but it seemed to be dizzy from the power of the explosion not long ago, and it took a long time before he finally stood up straight in a trance.

It's a big life, if it weren't for Luo Xiaojiu's quick demonization at the last moment to wrap himself up, I'm afraid that there would be no scum left after being blown up now!

But then again, what about Luo Xiaojiu......

Mo Wushuang thought of this, and for some reason his heart trembled, and hurriedly turned around and began to cut the scorching ruins with his bare hands, until the ten fingers were bleeding and finally found that the snow-white wolf tail was wagging and shaking, and the slamming hind legs seemed to be in response to Mo Wushuang's call.

"Woooooooooo......oo (Pull us out!) I'm out of breath! )”

finally let go of the worries in his heart, and after digging it out, he saw Luo Xiaojiu shaking his body with a gray face, and then he barely saw the original silver fur.

"The demon god is above, fortunately, we are the reincarnation of the wolf ancestor, otherwise the power of the explosion just now would be enough for us to be served on the table!"

Luo Xiaojiu staggered two steps while praying, and suddenly saw Mo Wushuang's palm, and said with tears as if he was a little heartbroken: "Anyway, sister, does your palm hurt... Huh? Don't cry! ”

As he spoke, he obediently licked Mo Wushuang's scarred palm, only to feel an itchy feeling in the palm of his hand, which stopped Mo Wushuang's tears of relief, and then couldn't help but hold Luo Xiaojiu's wolf head in his arms and rub it.

Fortunately, this stupid wolf has nothing to do, otherwise he really won't have anything to rely on in the future......

"Hmm... Although it was a little late, but sister, let's hurry back to Dali Temple to see those guys... Is it better now? ”

Luo Xiaojiu felt that the delicate body hugging his head suddenly stiffened, obviously a little afraid that he would usher in a hell after he went back, and that Mo Wushuang's home would completely turn into a bloodbathed history in front of his eyes.

"Sister, don't be pessimistic, there are still a few gods in Dali Temple at the moment, maybe Sister Xiangling, Huaiying Xiaoshou These people are waiting for you when you go back, after all, they are reluctant to leave your sister behind, right!"

Seeing Mo Wushuang so hesitant for the first time, Luo Xiaojiu after admonishing him, he put the depressed Mo Wushuang on his back, and ran back to the direction of Dali Temple along the bluestone road without further words.

At this moment, the smoke of gunpowder in Chang'an City finally came to an end......

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In the Dali temple that has been devastated, it seems that the fight between Siqing and the old man Fusang has subsided, and with the door panel of the backyard falling, Mo Wushuang, who was lying on the back of the wolf, found that the catchers who had just fought side by side with him were paralyzed in the courtyard and wailing.

Perhaps, things are not as bad as I thought......

Mo Wushuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it stands to reason that Michiko Nishiwaki shouldn't be such a soft-hearted person, I don't know why, after he was transferred out of the mountain, he didn't have a killer.

Did something happen during this time? Or maybe someone came to the rescue?

Mo Wushuang jumped off Luo Xiaojiu's back, and after looking around left and right, he suddenly found a familiar shadow, seeing that the armor was the Jiuju Divine Guard, which was supposed to be an intruder.

At this moment, he stepped forward to investigate the situation, but found that he was half-kneeling on the ground with a hideous face, reflecting the chest cavity sunk along with the armor, obviously without the slightest life.

Boy! Who the hell can penetrate the armor of the Nine Chrysanthemum Divine Guard with bare hands! Even looking at it, this Shenwei doesn't even have the strength to fight back!

"Peerless girl! You're finally back......"

On one side, Lao Yu leaned against the tree and coughed deeply, and then Zhao Mo Wushuang turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that you left just now, otherwise... Ahem! ... I'm afraid you'll be implicated too! ”

"Old Ma breathed a sigh of relief, I won't go anywhere, I'll stay here with you to take care of your injuries."

Saying that, Mo Wushuang hurriedly walked to his side and used his internal strength to ease the old catcher, but he didn't know that the latter reached out and grabbed Mo Wushuang's wrist and said angrily.

"Nope! Your task now is not to protect Dali Temple, after all, Aro Nashun escaped and forcibly tied up Mangzi! ”

"It all seems to have been premeditated, and when you walked on your front foot, he broke out with his men and the thief who had been imprisoned earlier, and reached out and killed the thin worker!"

"That's right! After that, he also tied up Di Gongzi and Miss Qu together! ”

Hearing this, Mo Wushuang gritted his teeth tightly, what is called a house leak coincided with continuous rain, and at this moment, Dali Temple was ruined in a mess, and his heart was inexplicably empty.

What about Siqing? I heard that there were two figures rushing out of Chang'an City on the way, presumably the old man of Fusang knew about Michiko Nishiwaki and wanted to escape, but Siqing followed him and chased after him at this moment.

As a result, now in addition to a few gods and temples in Dali Temple who can still speak, I am afraid that no one else can clean up the mess of Dali Temple.

Seeing the seriously injured colleagues all over the ground at this moment, Mo Wushuang hurriedly called Luo Xiaojiu to arrest the injured people and bring them to the medicine hall first, and happened to bump into Xiangling here, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had found the backbone of the main sister, and fell into the arms of this eldest sister.

"Well, it's okay, after all, the fine work of the Japanese country just now jumped in and scared me, if it weren't for that Aronashun escaping from prison, I would really be in the catastrophe."

Xiangling patted Mo Wushuang's head and smiled, and then saw a group of catchers looking at him with a dead face, so he helped to bandage the wounds of the catchers present, after all, because he had learned about medicinal materials in Miaojiang earlier, he could take on the important position of the temporary Lang Zhong in the medicine hall.

In this way, the night passed unconsciously in the busyness, and it was not until the next morning that Mo Wushuang and Xiangling walked out of the room sweating and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you going to do over there with Di Huaiying and Mangzi?"

"I didn't think about it, Aro Nashun is not an ordinary top powerhouse, not to mention that there is also Nishiwaki Michiko's fine work of the Wa Kingdom secretly watching, and I have little chance of rescuing them personally."

Mo Wushuang closed his eyes and pursed his lips, opening his arms as if he was feeling the thick fog of the early morning, more like trying to cool his helpless heart.

But who would have thought that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is good reincarnation......

Suddenly, there was a mixed footstep outside the door of Dali Temple, and he frowned and thought that he was watching the joke of Dali Temple, but he saw a few familiar figures pushing the door and walking in.

Looking at it, Mo Wushuang, who was originally disheartened, suddenly raised an arc at the corner of his mouth, and saw that the woman who was the first to be dressed in darkness was not Shaoqing of Dali Temple!