Take advantage of your illness to kill you.

This little bit of common sense Xia Ji still has.

He roughly sensed that with just one blow, the dragon flame wiped out the entire Shoujia Village.

Although this treacherous guardian will be resurrected, it will inevitably take time.

With his left hand, he suddenly clicked on Zhu Rong's several big points to stop bleeding, and then sent her back to the sacrificial jade platform.

In the next moment, Xia Ji had already shot out a gray mist and rushed towards the dragon vein on the right.

The original god of Jizo has faded...

Xia Ji has changed into his original appearance.

The black hair was scattered and danced wildly in the golden mist.

The seal of his hands, three seals of pure yang in a row, and just as he was about to form a tide of vitality, he changed his mudra again.

After all, use dragon energy to attack dragons...

Seems a bit silly.

As a result, the handprint still stretched out a bubble-like imp cover to help him isolate the dragon qi.

Call!!

Half of the dragon's face is half open because of its mouth, and half of its mouth is leaking...

So it habitually tried to take a deep breath of gathered dragon qi again, and then failed when it spewed dragon flames.

This moment.

One man and one dragon each gave up an attack.

Next thought.

Xia Ji trampled on the space of this divine tomb, his right leg stepped on the ground, and his body folded into the air again, causing himself to rush back towards the half-faced dragon.

After all...

His attack range is equal to Consciousness range.

And in the dragon vein, his divine sense could only cover a hundred meters.

In mid-air.

Suddenly, Xia Ji's body was filled with an incomparably mysterious aura, as if heaven and man had descended to earth.

The mind is ink.

The sand and leaves in the dragon veins of the divine tomb in front of him, and even the golden mist in his eyes are all talismans.

His fingers quickly scribbled, and from top to bottom, he drew a phantom of a rune paper that condensed the mystery.

The phantom is a little more powerful than it was in the pure mythical realm before.

There was a strange vein.

Nothingness.

Xia Ji's fingers raised.

Locked on the dragon hiding in the golden mist.

The dragon was also preparing to attack, and at the same time it whirled around with its long tail.

The tail is like a long whip that destroys the world, struck from the bottom up from the clouds!!

Xia Ji's fingers moved slightly.

The only talisman in the [Xuanyuan Seventy-two Ukiyo] that destroyed the primordial god locked onto the divine dragon and shot out!!

Rumble!!!

Then the dragon's tail also slapped with the power of rage, almost a thousand tons of force!

If Xia Ji is filmed, even if he doesn't die, I'm afraid he will be dying.

However...

Suddenly, three primordial gods flew out of his eyebrows.

Because of the [Taiyi Ghost King Jue] "Emperor Yuan's Supreme Visualization Secret", each Yuan Shen has one-thousandth of the power of the material world, that is, 80 catties.

Three 80 catties of force, with Xia Ji in mid-air completely unable and too late to borrow strength, came to an incredible translation.

The front and rear speed is completely the speed of thought.

Xia Ji also made a treacherous move in the time of a thought.

Boom!!

The dragon's tail is like a rocket rushing into the sky, and it can pass by Xia Ji's side, bringing up the golden mist like a tsunami, and the wind like a giant hand.

Xia Ji rolled in mid-air.

The three primordial gods quickly returned to his primordial gods.

With such a gap, he quickly landed on the ground, his expression calm, and the five fingers of his left hand pressed against the dusty and boiling earth.

Stomp Tread...

He quickly moved out of the way again.

In mid-air, the dragon's tail was volatile and continuous.

Boom Boom!

The ground was splashed with mud and rocks, the ground cracked and collapsed, and the ravines suddenly grew, but Xia Ji calmly shifted it.

The picture was stunning.

The hundred-zhang dragon and the young man who was more than half a foot tall seemed to be engaged in an evenly matched battle.

After that talisman burst out, Xia Ji felt it slightly...

There was no reaction, no response and no shock, it was as if it was a void.

This can only say one thing...

That's this dragon, there is no primordial spirit!!

Thinking of the twisted metal wire he saw in the half of the faucet, Xia Ji only felt that it was unpredictable and there was a big problem.

Thinking about it again, the dragon vein is obviously also a tomb of the gods, a bubble space, because the foundation is extremely hard and cannot be destroyed, this is the fragment of the bridge between heaven and earth...

Then, the dragon vein did not exist since ancient times, but was created after the Jedi Heavenly Pass.

After a few thoughts, Xia Ji had already landed in a safe area, his hands were raised, and the golden mist dispersed outside the big ghost cover.

And the dragon also stood in the clouds, half of its face looked down from afar, but it did not continue to attack.

It was already seriously injured, and it was powerless, and it had no intention of fighting this little ant with a full hatred value, so it flew directly into the distance...

So fly away.

Xia Ji didn't plan to chase after him for the time being.

One person and one dragon just fought like that, and they probably counted.

No one can kill anyone.

The dragon didn't dare to approach the gray mist, it was really scared just now.

Originally, it was just to accept the sacrifice, but first the sacrifice disappeared, and then a fist stretched out from the absolutely forbidden gray mist, shattering its eyeballs, and then rushing towards the gray mist, ruining half of its face.

Xia Ji is not deep either.

He began to pick fairy flowers and fairy grass on the periphery.

I have to praise that in this kind of enclosed space with strong dragon energy, it is not too easy for flowers and plants to "evolve".

These flowers and plants come with structures that convert dragon qi into something that makes it easier for them to absorb aura.

It's like a chicken that is raised with big fish and meat every day, and it will soon be fattened and served on the table.

And now they are all cheaper Xia Ji.

"Oops, big bad guy. ”

"Ouch, ouch, run, run!"

"Helper duck, help, duck!"

Xia Ji was extremely fast, and the whole person turned into a white light and flew close to the ground, and he emotionally threw the flowers and plants running on his short legs into the sack...

He searched all over the four directions of east, west, north and south, and the dragon only symbolically demonstrated twice, but no longer flew out, as if healing.

It wasn't until the sack was full and filled with more than a hundred fairy flowers and fairy grasses that Xia Ji retreated satisfied.

Deep in the dragon vein.

Finally, the aggrieved and furious dragon groans rang out.

It's like swearing.

...

Xia Ji first threw a spiritual grass into his mouth, and after chewing it, a spiritual aura that could be felt instantly gushed out.

He only felt a burst of refreshment in his eyebrows.

The horse-faced baby girl Yuan Shen, who was originally charging, was also bathed in a lot of aura in an instant, and began to absorb it quickly.

Then, he took out another Lingzhi grass, and tied the rest tightly around his waist.

After thinking for a while, he once again put on the primordial god of Jizo, and his body became bigger and stronger, reaching a height of five or six meters, and his body was covered with dragon qi wounds, and then he passed through the gray mist and came to the guard.

Zhu Rong was still lying unconscious on the jade platform, with a short knife in her lower abdomen, and her body twitched pitifully slightly, showing that although she was unconscious, she was not dead.

Xia Ji, who was wearing a Jizo mask, directly grabbed Zhu Rong with two fingers, held it between his arms, and then quickly left here through the gray mist.

Ruined mountain temple.

There is a big black hole in the roof.

The wind and snow are drifting in, and the sound is like a ghost crying wolf.

And inside it is a gray bronze Buddha statue that has long been invisible, as well as a dilapidated and dirty Buddha shrine that does not even have mice, futons, incense burners, ashes and dust, scattered and incomparable...

Xia Ji looked at Zhu Rong, who was unconscious, thought for a while, and directly stuffed the Ganoderma lucidum grass into her mouth, and then luck helped her to recuperate for a while, so as to help the medicinal power volatilize into the internal organs and follow the blood into the essence.

The usefulness of the fairy grass is shown at this time.

It has a wide range of applications, and it is really a cure for all diseases, not to mention healing.

He gently supported Zhu Rong with his right hand, feeling the change in her breathing, knowing that the woman of the Holy Church was actually already somewhat conscious, but she was just observing, and the whole person was indeed hanging by a thread, so he pretended to be still unconscious.

Jizo hummed and laughed, holding the handle of the short knife with the fingers of his left hand, and then leaned into the "little pet" in his arms and whispered in his ear, "Look behind you".

Zhu Rong's half-awake consciousness suddenly became a little curious...

What's behind her?

At that moment, Jizo suddenly drew his sword.

The heart-rending pain spread all over Zhu Rong's body, and her original half-conscious state became fully awake, and the flames took her as the center, accompanied by a terrible coquettish spread out to all sides.

"You're a liar!!"

Jizo didn't care about her, she was extremely fast, first clicked on the acupoint, and then raised her hands.

The strange true qi force closed to the center with the wounds on both sides.

When it was closed, Jizo frowned, and the fingers of both hands stretched out, with a slight flame, and swiped up and down in unison at the back of Zhu Rong's lower abdomen at an extremely fast speed.

The wound begins to burn when it is hot.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhu Rong himself had a strong heat-resistant physique, Xia Ji really wouldn't dare to operate like this.

Even so, Zhu Rong still let out an unbearable snort of pain.

After doing all this, Xia Ji used her soft true qi to catalyze the medicinal power and aura in this fairy lingzhi, which slowly spread all over her body...

Five or six meters tall in the crook of the giant's arm lay a wounded woman of one meter seven.

Jizo raised his hand and took a breath, and the broken wooden chair covered with ice and snow suddenly sucked in the broken wood on the ground.

He tapped his finger at the broken wood.

The heavenly fire rose, burning the snow and ice, and burning the wooden chairs.

At dawn, a soaring bonfire rose and cast a mountain-like shadow on the walls of half of the ruined mountain temple, swaying.

Zhu Rong suddenly felt some warmth, and her consciousness was a little blurred.

But no matter how vague he is, he knows that he was rescued.

Someone who can save himself from guarding his home... There is no doubt how powerful it will be.

She opened her eyes slightly, and saw a large man...

It was a gray-gold robe, and a mysterious mask of quaint mystery and even compassion.

"Jizo..."

Zhu Rong recognized this person at a glance.

She just thinks life is wonderful.

The White King, who was also a cadre of the Holy Order, pushed himself into the abyss.

But the Jizo of Yin Si saved himself.

"Thank you. ”

She tilted her head slightly, only to find that her cheek was pressed against the iron-like muscles, which were hidden by the ground...

If you think about it carefully, it seems that her whole body is now attached to such an arm.

And the temperature is coming from the place where the two of them fit.

Her whole body was cold, but Jizo's body was as hot as a flame, and the temperature of the flame was just right, and it made her very comfortable.

It's a skin-to-skin kiss, isn't it?

Zhu Rong blushed.

Although her Zhurong form seems to be unrestrained, before she finds a Taoist partner, she has never engaged in the dual cultivation of yin and yang with anyone.

"Awake?"

Jizo Urn said, "I passed by here and saw a strange scene in the snowy peach orchard, so I went over, and when I saw that you were being sacrificed, I saved you." ”

His words are nine percent true and one point false.

Zhu Rong didn't know why, she could be unscrupulous in front of others, but in front of such a land immortal, she was speechless, but with him, she seemed to have a sense of security.

Who is Jizo?

It's a super fierce guy who fights an army alone.

It is a fierce man who can make Xingtian ask them "are you pigs" during the meeting.

This is not just a walking god, it is simply a dragon in human skin.

Zhu Rong said softly: "I... The body is very weak and needs to recuperate for a while. ”

Jizo nodded in understanding, then got up, "Since that's the case, then I'll go first." ”

Zhu Rong: !!

She frowned: "You!"

But remembering that the man in front of her not only had nothing to do with her, but was also her savior, her brows calmed down again, and she lowered her head and said softly: "Okay, thank you." ”

As she spoke, she felt that she was still in the man's arms, and a strange shyness came back to her heart.

Jizo suddenly said, "You also want to find out the situation here, right?"

Zhu Rong nodded.

Jizo said directly: "I'll go and deal with some things, and we can be together later." Other than that... I see that you have a short knife inserted very deep in your abdomen, this should be inserted closely, you were betrayed by your own family, right?"

Zhu Rong smiled bitterly.

Jizo: "Then don't look for anyone anymore... Don't trust anyone just yet. The dragon vein is connected to the luck of the mortal world, the things involved are very large, and the water is also extremely deep, and it is normal to be betrayed by others. ”

Zhu Rong: ...

Then why should I believe you?

But she didn't ask, and it seemed that she inexplicably trusted this one.

After Jizang finished speaking, he stretched out his finger again, put it on Zhu Rong's forehead and felt it, there was no fever, so he said in an urn voice: "I'll come over later." ”

The reason why Xia Ji left Zhu Rong.

First of all, it was for her boiling red lotus.

This Xuangong must be practiced to the realm of mythology, otherwise the extremely large amount of dragon qi in the dragon vein cannot be digested at all.

Secondly, there are some other purposes, such as... For the Holy Congregation penetrates from another level.

The Holy Congregation is the gate to Asgard.

If he is the Demon Emperor.

Then the future war is inevitable, so infiltration is one thing that must be done.

Of course...

You can also hold the idea of "Lao Tzu is definitely the first in the world, the protagonist's aura will explode, he will definitely be able to kill everyone in seconds, Lao Tzu can explode as long as he gets angry, and Lao Tzu can go out and encounter treasures as long as the whole family dies and then go back to kill them"...

But Xia Ji won't.

He planted a seed in Zhu Rong's heart.

If this seed takes root in the heart of the Fire Spirit Xuannu, who was a demon slaying general in her previous life, then... But it's just great.

...

During the day, the little queen mother rarely woke up for a while, and she felt more and more wrong.

Originally, it was midnight when Xia Ning would wake up... It was noon before she woke up.

Completely upside down.

Xia Ji saw the little queen mother, and didn't wait for the little queen mother to say good morning to him, just "popped" twice, and directly clicked on the acupoint.

Then the little queen mother saw that the king of Xiaoyao picked up the flowers and grass that were screaming and stuffed them into her mouth...

The little queen mother was shocked.

At the same time, the two fingers of the left hand of the King of Joy rose together, and from time to time they dotted on her.

The little queen mother really wants to talk...

But she was dumbfounded.

She couldn't move.

Her heart was full of horror...

Could it be that this brother is greedy for his own body? This is not good, you have to talk to him... It's a big deal to give him a draft and let him enjoy the treatment of the Son of Heaven.

This boy has grown up and knows to be curious about the girl's body.

But over time...

The little queen mother felt more and more comfortable.

First of all, I feel that all the internal organs, skin, flesh, muscles and bones seem to be renewed, and they are full of energy.

The essence and blood flow, warm and nourishing the acupoints.

The trick points gush springs, and the meridians run through.

Immediately after, a hot breath slowly grew in the dantian.

At first, the heat was like a little mouse running, then it became a small snake, and then it was like a spring, and it didn't take long for it to become a hundred rivers returning to the sea, **wanton...

She is like the god of the sea, free and happy.

Little Queen Mother: ???

She began to reflect.

Didn't the King of Joy want to covet the mourning family? Nor did he want to harm the mourning family? So he's still going to...

Her eyes lit up, and she suddenly understood her brother's good intentions.

It turned out that he wanted to train the mourning family into a peerless master.

So is it a three-step plan to control the Great Zhou and dominate the rivers and lakes?

It seems that this younger brother doesn't say it on the surface, but behind his back, he admires the strategic vision of the mourning family.

When Xia Ji fed the 38th fairy flower.

Bang bang...

Two crunchs.

The acupuncture points that Xia Ji had ordered casually before had already been lifted by himself.

Seeing Xia Ji raise his hand to point again, the little queen mother hurriedly shook her hand and said, "Slowly, slowly!!"

Xia Ji's hand hung in the air.

The little queen mother gasped and said, "Thank you." ”

Xia Ji: ???

The little queen mother said: "In the past, I was in the palace, and I was used to seeing Eryu and me deceit, although you and I are sisters and brothers, but we have never had a heart-to-heart... Now that you're so nice to me, I'm open..."

Xia Ji continued to start stuffing grass.

The little queen mother opened her mouth "ah" and gladly accepted it.

She felt that she was about to become an immortal, and even said in her mouth: "Xia Ji, you are also just right." ”

She is not called King Yaoyao, but Xia Ji, which is a sign of the progress of the sister and brother's feelings.

Seeing that Xia Ji ignored her.

The little queen mother's heart was full of emotion, and her previous resentment towards King Xiaoyao gradually decreased.

She just needs to be in charge of speaking.

Those true qi began to break through the veins, the eight veins of the strange meridians, and then the dragon's spine, and the explosion of one section after another came...

Bai Peach was also dumbfounded.

But she probably understood what was going on, so she thoughtfully went to boil a bucket of hot water.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the stench to come out of the luxurious house under the tavern, and many impurities in the little queen mother's skin began to be removed, and her hair even stuck together.

And at this moment, there was a loud explosion like a dragon's groan, and the Queen Mother raised her head and let out a restrained sigh, only to see the phantom of three flowers blooming above her head...

The whole person's spiritual qi is extremely abundant, and it goes straight to the heavenly spirit.

Xia Ji didn't pay attention to this, he kept watching the number representing Shou Yuan keep growing.

But...

But it stopped at 10950, and there was no way to go further.

10,950 days, that's 30 years.

Xia Ji had already fed sixty or seventy immortal flowers and fairy grasses in the dragon veins, but it was useless.

10950 days, one more day will not be enhanced.

It seems that Xia Ning's Shouyuan was completely bound to death, only 30 years.

Xia Ji suddenly thought that his sister had often behaved strangely in the past... Could it be that Xia Ning knew from the beginning that she could only live for 30 years when she accompanied herself?

Thinking of this, Xia Ji stopped feeding.

The Queen Mother is already comfortable to the extreme, but her whole body is still dirty.

Xia Ji got up and let Bai Peach Blossom take her into the barrel to take a bath...

He looked in the direction of the skylight and was stunned.

Case...

Then, he took out the fairy flowers and fairy grass in the entire dragon vein, and then sealed and packaged it independently, and let Xia Ning eat one every 2 years, so that if he kept eating, this longevity could be replenished all the time.

He brought five fairy grasses himself to recharge the horse noodles, and the remaining fifty or so were left here for the white peach blossoms to begin to be sealed and packaged.

But... Bai Taohua can't do this job, you let her go to assassination, to massacre, to be an undercover agent, to COSPALY, to go to the catwalk in Jiangnan, that's no problem, but you let her do this kind of work, it's not okay.

Bai Taohua had no choice, through the god puppet, the red ghost who controlled the Red Mansion went to inform Lei Jingyun, who was mysteriously unknown to what the Heavenly God was doing, and asked her to come over quickly.

It's just that it takes about two months for the carriage to get from Tianque to here.

Outcome...

One meter four passed the red ghost just replied with a sentence "seven days to come".

Bai Peach still understands the details of this black and white impermanence, the two are considered natural allies, and they have done bad together, which can be regarded as a small group in the Yin Division.

...

Zhu Rong watched Jizo hurrying over, obviously he was covered in injuries, but he also brought himself a warm lunch.

She was very moved, and silently bowed her head and ate.

I was about to ask "Do you want to eat?" when I found that Jizo had disappeared again.

After a long time, almost the next morning, she saw Jizo mysteriously running out with a sack on his back.

Something was still stirring in the sack.

Zhu Rong was very curious, but she didn't want to ask, after all, this was obviously someone else's yin, and it was not appropriate for you to ask more.

Before leaving, Jizo turned his head sideways and asked intimately, "What do you want to eat?"

Zhu Rong stammered inexplicably: "Follow... As you see fit... Jizo, just whatever. ”

Jizo nodded, and ran away.

That sack almost took out most of the fairy grass and fairy flowers in the dragon vein...

After keeping some for himself, and then entrusting the rest to Bai Taohua, Xia Ji went to the town next door non-stop, and booked a table for a banquet, with two points for each of the dishes, and strived to set a table.

The business of the restaurant is not very good on weekdays, but now that it has received such a big business, it is naturally happy.

The cooks and the second are all in battle, and after about an hour, everything is done.

And then...

They saw that the boy had paid and ran out of the town with the whole table on his shoulders.

As soon as he got out of the town, when he arrived in a place where no one was around, Xia Ji became Jizo again.

At this point...

Zhu Rong was boredly throwing wood into the fire by the campfire.

Every now and then put your finger into the fire and light it.

She is indeed too weak, and the strength of the legendary level is now afraid that she can only play one percent, and the first is the hard battle in Shoujia Village for nearly two days and two nights, forcing her hole cards to be exhausted, and her strength is also exhausted, and her vitality is greatly damaged.

The second is the white king's knife, which is too ruthless and accurate, so that she can't recover.

She shrunk alone in this dilapidated mountain temple in the ice and snow, her red hair slowly faded and turned into black hair hanging down her shoulders, and her expression became a little reserved and shy, even as pure as a small family jasper, poetic as a talented woman in the Southern Dynasty.

She was scared in her heart.

Now, she's truly isolated.

The flames were scurrying in front of her eyes, and she hugged herself tightly with her hands, her legs bent together, and she kept herself warm.

But I couldn't help but think of the temperature on the god-like giant man before... And a strong masculine atmosphere... And a strange sense of security...

She was a little confused.

A lot of men come to mind.

In order to seek the fusion of yin and yang, attain the Great Dao, or spend thousands of years of lonely time, almost everyone will seek a suitable Taoist companion.

Zhu Rong is naturally also looking for it.

But she has a very high vision, and the people around her face can't look down on her identity at all, and those people in the Holy Congregation are either inappropriate or have the wrong temper...

This temper problem can be seen just by looking at Tang Zhu, Li Jinghua, and Xingtian.

These people... It's all scheming, hidden deeper than a ghost.

As for the rest... Such as Pan Gu, Eight Faces Tianwu, Hou Yi, Shanjun Taifeng, Kuafu, Ba Snake and so on... It's definitely not a suitable person to be a Taoist couple.

The rest... Like the one in Jiufeng overseas, he didn't even know if it was a person or not.

And this time the Night Emperor, but in his previous life it was proved that he was Taiyi Qinghua Emperor, which made Zhu Rong really a little moved, Qinghua Emperor had an enviable teacher-student love in his previous life, and that love made many young girls and immortals tempted by the emperor, so Zhu Rong volunteered to contact him, and by the way, he teased to see if he could become a Taoist couple.

But it was only when she felt it was appropriate and felt that there was no other candidate, so she made the choice.

Right now...

In her mind, the huge figure of five or six meters hidden in the ground came to her mind, and she even began to miss the temperature in his arms and the sense of security.

Maybe it's because everyone is playing with fire, right?

Cuckoo...

Goo-goo-goo...

Suddenly there was a hungry voice in the belly.

She didn't know if Jizo would come.

"Probably not. ”

And at this moment...

In the distance, there was a sound of shaking in a radius of more than ten miles from the mountains.

Zhu Rong stood up excitedly and slowly walked to the door of the dilapidated mountain temple.

Outside the temple, the wind and snow had fallen, and the sky light cast a cold white light.

Vaguely, Zhu Rong only saw some strong men wrapped in wolf skins and riding bison, looking like robbers, rushing towards here, with about 100 people.

Zhu Rong was stunned, and his excited expression suddenly froze.

She hurriedly extinguished the bonfire, then grabbed a short knife that had been stabbed into her abdomen before, and then held the broken Buddha statue and hid it under the Buddha statue, almost falling on her heel in the middle.

She is really being bullied by dogs in Pingyang now, where would she pay attention to these thieves in the past.

The sound of the cow's hooves rushing was getting closer and closer, and it was likely that the bandits had passed here, taking advantage of the wind and snow to stop for a while, to rob some town outside, and then go back for the winter.

The cow's hooves crossed the mountain temple.

Zhu Rong breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he didn't find it.

But before long, the sound of cow hooves slowly returned.

A shrewd voice came from front of the door.

"Big brother, there's really a problem, the fire in this temple has just been extinguished, and it smells bloody..."

Zhu Rong clenched the short knife, and she heard footsteps and had entered the temple.

She could fully imagine what would happen to a woman like herself in the hands of these thieves.

The footsteps became more and more sound, and they entered the mountain temple one after another.

The shrewd voice spoke again.

"There are traces of cleaning here, this is what it looks like to have lived in someone..."

Suddenly, there was the sound of sniffing the air.

Another voice said with a smile: "There is also a fragrance, it may be a woman, since it remains in the air, and the wind and snow outside the temple are so big, it should be hiding in this temple." ”

Zhu Rong's hands and feet were cold, and she slightly sensed the power she could still mobilize at this time.

Very little, very little!

In the fight between her and the First Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Shou family, all her strength was almost exhausted, and although the white gourd was still on her waist, the wine in it was also used up... It is also difficult to set fire to the temple.

As for the white king's knife, it completely shattered the possibility that he wanted to recover in a short time.

Zhu Rong cold sweat...

She could even imagine how the robbers were talking to each other and slowly approaching with a smirk outside, which had suddenly quieted down at this moment.

But...

The scenario she had envisioned did not come.

Outside the door came the sound of the robbers scattering in fear, followed by wails.

Zhu Rong felt the smell of fire filling the air around her, and the temperature was gradually rising, which made her very warm.

She breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the corner of the table under the Buddha statue, her clenched short knife slowly sent down.

She already knew who was coming.

Jizo...

He's also very good at fire.

Whether it was the tide of flames generated by the last body of the military soul giant when he destroyed the Holy Society's plan and killed the crown prince before, or his whole person...

They all give people the feeling that there is a fire in their terrible muscles.

It seems like...

Are you in the same category as yourself?

While she was thinking nonsense, there was a buzzing sound outside the Buddha statue.

"Zhu Rong, I'm sorry... I'm late. ”

Zhu Rong didn't know why, she felt a little sweet when she heard this, so many sweet words of talented people in the Southern Dynasty, long dance writings, and concern and flattery, would not make her feel the slightest bit moved, but a simple inquiry hidden in this place made her feel like she had eaten honey.

She slowly crawled out from under the Buddha statue, poked her head out from the still burning gray cloth drape, her black hair was dyed like a waterfall and dyed into ink, she waved her hand, showing childlike happiness: "Jizo, I'm here." ”