"That's ...... She won't grow old, and she won't die......" The immortal hooked the corners of his lips, exuding an evil aura all over his body. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Don't touch her!" Mo Yiming narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at him dangerously. The hands slowly tightened and made a 'clucking' sound.

The undead may have sensed the danger, and slowly took two steps back, looking at him vigilantly: "You have to think clearly, do you really want to do it with me? ”

"Heh!" Mo Yi coldly hooked the corners of his lips and slowly approached him: "No matter what the result is, I won't let her hurt her in the slightest." ”

Hearing Mo Yiming's words, my nose suddenly became sore, and my eyes were a little astringent, which was very uncomfortable.

Why, hearing their conversation, I faintly felt a little uneasy. What do they mean by it, what else do I don't know about the undead?

"Sister Leng......" Lin Jiayu behind him held my shoulders and said with a serious expression: "Don't worry too much, trust my brother-in-law." ”

"Hmm. I nodded, clasped my hands tightly, and squeezed my palms hard. Try to use this method to keep yourself calm.

"Hahaha......" The immortal suddenly laughed, and then immediately suppressed the smile on his face, staring at Mo Yiming with a hideous expression: "Since that's the case, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

As soon as the immortal's words fell, Mo Yiming spread out his right hand, and a cyan iron sword immediately appeared in his hand. Not to be outdone, the undead jerked back a few steps and raised his hands.

His hands immediately grew black claws, as firm and firm as iron hooks.

The undead glared at Mo Yiming fiercely and pounced on him. Mo Yiming raised the iron sword in his hand to block the claws of the immortals, and the collision of the iron sword and the claws stirred up a few sparks......

They were in a big mess in an instant, so fast that they couldn't even see their movements. After a few moves, the undead obviously had the upper hand, and was forced to retreat again and again by Mo Yiming's movements......

However, I was still very uneasy and worried about him. His eyes never left Mo Yiming for a moment, and his heart was tightly pinched, and he couldn't relax for a second.

"Lin Jiayu, let's go help him, I'm afraid ......" I glanced at Lin Jiayu beside me.

"It's okay, don't worry. Lin Jiayu patted me on the shoulder and comforted: "That immortal is not my brother-in-law's opponent at first glance, don't worry." ”

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Seeing that the time passed minute by minute, Mo Yiming and the undead were still in a stalemate......

Suddenly, the corners of the undead's mouth hooked up an imperceptible arc, and a glimmer of light flashed under his eyes. I kept an eye on the undead's every move, and after a few seconds, the undead raised his right hand and stabbed at Mo Yiming, and his left hand reached behind him and took out a few extremely thin silver needles......

"Be careful~" was shocked in his heart, and reminded Mo Yiming loudly. Quickly rushed in the direction of Mo Yiming, and at the same time took out the peachwood iron sword......

The immortal shot the silver needle in his hand at Mo Yiming's heart, but fortunately I caught up and blocked Mo Yiming's chest with a peachwood iron sword in time, blocking a few silver needles.

Before the undead came back to his senses, he pushed Mo Yiming away, raised the peachwood iron sword in his hand again and stabbed the undead into the heart.

The undead instantly opened his eyes wide, looked at me incredulously, and opened his mouth in pain: "You ......"

The peachwood iron sword pierced through his heart, and a puff of black smoke instantly rose and made a sizzling sound. The wound was visibly scorched, and it looked like it was ...... This immortal should be afraid of peach wood, and his heart is also scorched, right?