009 Leave the altar

Raising the sword in his hand, Zhu Wuxin raised the long sword with raging flames in his hand without hesitation, and slashed towards the claws of the white bones, which were stained with flames and turned into ashes in an instant.

With the flame on the sword's body, Zhu Wuxin also slowly saw the surrounding qiē clearly, and the moment she saw the qi ē clearly, she regretted it, although she did not have a dense phobia, but the surrounding was dense, and the skulls of the white bones could not help but make her scalp tingle for a while.

However, she can't, if she really faints, I'm afraid that she and Liu Yuemei will have to become the belly of those white skeletons.

Looking at the thousands of skulls in front of him, and they were still increasing, glowing with faint white light, Zhu Wuxin slowly raised the flaming long sword in his hand again, and swung down with a sword in his hand, and the skeletons glowing with faint white light instantly fell a large piece, but the latter quickly filled the vacancy.

Zhu Wuxin kept swinging his sword and chopping the skulls around him, but the skulls were like a tide, killing wave after wave endlessly, Zhu Wuxin didn't know how many skulls he had chopped off, and he didn't know how long it had been, she thought it would be good to stay up until dawn, but she slowly discovered a fact that she didn't want to believe, there didn't seem to be a day and night in this altar.

Glancing at the skull in front of him, which was not decreasing and increasing, Zhu Wuxin glanced at Liu Yuemei, who had not woken up yet, and sighed helplessly: It is not a way to go on like this, it seems that you can only give it a go.

Slowly raising the flame sword in his hand, Zhu Wuxin slapped his palm heavily on the mouth of his heart, raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of blood at the flame sword, nourishing the sword with blood, and getting the flame sword moistened by blood, the flames on the sword body instantly rushed into the air, reflecting the entire altar.

Zhu Wuxin clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, slashed towards the exit of the altar with all his strength, and shouted: "Break! ”

The exit was broken, but Zhu Wuxin was also exhausted, the last trace of strength in his body, there was no strength to fight out of the encirclement again, Zhu Wuxin smiled helplessly, took out a piece of rune paper and pasted it on Liu Yuemei who fell beside her, and whispered a spell to let the rune paper send Liu Yuemei out of the altar.

Seeing Liu Yuemei safely out of the altar, Zhu Wuxin glanced up again, and the quiet world under the cold and soft moonlight outside the altar slowly closed his eyes.

Just a moment before her eyes closed, a pure white, slender figure, stepping on the soft moonlight, walked towards her quickly, this scene, this figure, appeared countless times in her dreams, Zhu Wuxin smiled bitterly, and he hadn't completely fainted!

Are you dreaming again?

Zhu Wuxin chuckled and slowly closed his eyes.

"Hmmm......"

Zhu Wuxin sighed, rubbed his temples with a faint pain, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the familiar Qiē around him, Zhu Wuxin rubbed his eyes again in disbelief, and whispered in confusion: "What's the matter, am I not in the altar?" How can you lie at home, is it that the previous qiē is a dream? ”

Thinking about it carefully, but no matter how Zhu Wuxin thought about it, how did she come back, and she looked down just to see the little white fox sleeping in her arms.

Picked up the little white fox, Zhu Wuxin kissed the little fox's mouth without saying a word, the little white fox couldn't dodge, and was kissed by her, the little white fox's fox face instantly turned red, although the little white fox's face was full of white hair, but she just knew that it was blushing.