Chapter Eighty-Seven: Where Did the Black Dragon Come From?
There are thousands of opportunities, and the strange beasts around Xiaoying are quickly resolved, Tang Lu hesitated for a moment and retreated under the eaves, his hair was messy, just like his heart at the moment.
Stepping on the corpses of those strange beasts, Xiaoying frowned, and was just about to complain to Qianji that the smell of blood was too strong, but her heart suddenly jumped.
Subconsciously looking into the sky, the originally dense dark clouds have dispersed for some time, and the sun's rays are slowly pouring into the Netherworld, in an uncertain time, frying this city in the name of darkness.
"This sun, it seems that something is wrong." Holding his hand over his eyes, the shadow murmured.
Feeling the dazzling light of the sun, Qian Ji and Tang Lu frowned in unison.
Their physiques are different, so they will naturally feel the situation inside this sun from different tables, but after they rely on their own abilities to probe, they can only hold the weapons in their hands and think about how to deal with this alien beast that can turn into the sun.
"In the Netherworld, it will never be possible to get the light to shine, and that's because the people who live in this city are all ghosts who have seen the light and died." The voice of the Great Elder mixed with magic power came from afar, and the people of the entire Netherworld could clearly hear it.
clenched his fists in displeasure, this voice Xiaoying hated it, not to mention that the meaning of the words was so flat.
He turned his head to look at Qianji and found that his eyes were on the sun in the sky, and Xiaoying had no choice but to call Feng Ye in his heart.
For the strangeness of natural phenomena, the understanding of the descendants of the Protoss is much more thorough, and after touching Xiaoying's eyes and looking at the sun for a while, Feng Ye asked: "Xiaoying, do you know how to paint?" ”
"I'll paint ghosts," Xiaoying said embarrassedly in the bottom ......of her heart.
She likes to write and draw with a pen, but the words and paintings she writes are absolutely miserable.
So far, counting the time before her death, there is only one person who can see her "works" from beginning to end.
"If you can draw, take the judge's pen and draw a bow and arrow on the book of the dead, and shoot the sun away." I've never seen Feng Ying draw, but Feng Ye knows very well that that person will never be able to draw any good paintings, so from the beginning, he didn't expect Xiao Ying to draw anything good.
I was very puzzled by Feng Ye's method, but Xiaoying still habitually did it, seeing Xiaoying take out the Book of the Dead and the Judge Zhu Pen, Qianji frowned, and his outstretched hand seemed to be about to snatch the Judge Zhu Pen, but before his hand was stretched out, he stiffened his head and looked at Tang Lu with four eyes.
The evil qi carried by the Book of the Dead, Qianji knows better than anyone else, but the judge Zhu Bi carries more evil qi than the Book of the Dead, as a feudal master, Tang Lu can naturally detect it.
There were some complicated emotions hidden in his deep eyes, and his slender fingers pressed the long sword stiffly.
He's restraining himself!
After learning this conclusion, Qian Ji retracted his hand fiercely, as if he was thinking about what he was inferior to Tang Lu, so Xiaoying completely ignored his existence and rushed into Tang Lu's arms without hesitation.
Finally drew a bow and arrow that could be seen, Xiaoying breathed a sigh of relief, and was just about to ask Feng Ye what to do next, when the bow and arrow in the painting suddenly materialized and automatically ran into her hand.
Putting away the book of the dead in a panic, Xiaoying held the bow and arrow, the scene in front of her was obviously very unfamiliar, but she seemed to have experienced a more tragic scene than this.
Shoot the arrow, bend the bow, and do it in one go!
Easily shot the judge's pen at the sun, and the dark eyes of the little shadow turned into the color of fire for a moment.
Without seeing the change in Xiaoying just now, Qian Ji and Tang Lu were both staring at the judge Zhu Bi who shot at the "sun" in surprise at this moment.
Because this was not the real sun, Judge Zhu Bi quickly hit the target, and the dazzling sunlight suddenly dimmed a lot, but the sunlight that still existed, shining on the corpses on the ground, actually showed a cloud of black gas.
This strange beast was absorbing resentment, and the more it sucked, the more powerful it became.
"The strength is not enough." Xiaoying shouted in the bottom of her heart.
Just now, she suddenly felt the battle intent erupting in her body, and after fusing that half of her soul in the turbid place, it stands to reason that she should know some of Feng Ying's memories, but Feng Hua's original seal was really powerful, and only when she touched the familiar picture, she could feel the emotions that Feng Ying had felt.
"Let me come." Xiaoying's body changed, Feng Ye knew very well that after the body sitting cross-legged formed a strange final seal, his soul and Xiaoying's soul suddenly exchanged bodies.
The bowstring was full again, and this time before Qianji and Tang Lu could see what the "little shadow" was using as an arrow, something quickly shot towards the "sun", until a painful roar came from a distance, and everyone saw that a golden spear was right in the heart of the sun.
The flashing eyes returned to their original blackness, and after making sure that the sun could no longer mess up, Feng Ye exchanged his soul with Xiaoying, but Xiaoying's soul returned to his body, and he felt exhausted and just wanted to sleep.
Staggered back, who picked her up from behind and gave her a comfortable embrace, so that she could sleep beautifully.
"Thousand Machines...... muttered a certain name, and Xiaoying closed her eyes in confusion.
The heartbeat sounded from afar, the most beautiful lullaby in the world sounded, and the red lips involuntarily drew a smile, and her consciousness was obviously floating in the fog, and she couldn't feel anything else, but she just felt that there was a hand that was sliding on her face.
Instinctively grabbed the messy hand and put it to her mouth and bit it hard, but found that the hand was hard and terrible, no matter how hard she tried, it was only her own teeth that hurt.
Angrily shaking off the hand, Xiaoying was unsteady and wanted to turn over, while turning over, she didn't forget to move her hands, completely unaware of how painful the person holding her was at the moment.
Mo Xiao, who was in white clothes who finally restrained the Great Elder, saw the golden spear, thinking that Feng Ye was worried about Xiaoying, so he broke the rules and ran to Qicheng, but after rushing to Xiaoying's side, he was speechless to find that Feng Ye not only did not come, but a certain woman who should have been jumping around was sleeping in Qianji's arms at this moment.
Of course, she is not even stable in sleeping, and she unconsciously thinks about bullying Qianji.
Bai Yi Mo Xiao secretly thought, if it weren't for Qianji's being too wooden about emotional matters, he would definitely not let Xiaoying mess with him at this moment, but would have already carried Xiaoying to no one and "swallowed her alive".
Coughing lightly, the white-clothed Mo smiled sympathetically at Qianji, and found a suspicious crimson at the base of his ear, he immediately said: "Qianji, do you want to take Xiaoying ......"
"Come over and send some magic power to Xiaoying, she just shot two arrows, and she has no magic power in her body." Without waiting for Bai Yi Mo Xiao to finish speaking, Qianji beckoned to him.
The swinging folding fan suddenly stopped, and Bai Yi Mo smiled and asked subconsciously, "Didn't you rush to help her deliver magic power in the past?" How to ......"
"I ...... I can't use my strength. One sentence made Qianji completely blush.
He is very wooden about his feelings, but he is also a normal man, and he is openly teased by his sweetheart, how can he not react at all.
Finally understood the situation at the moment, Bai Yi Mo smiled and coughed awkwardly, slowly walked to Qianji's side, and reached out to touch Xiaoying's forehead to convey magic power to her.
Feeling this comfortable airflow, Xiaoying, who was originally unstable, immediately hugged the hand of Mo Xiao in white clothes along the comfortable point.
Shocked by her movements, Bai Yi Mo Xiao directly pulled out his hand without thinking about it, and the residual warmth on his hand hurt his heart, but he couldn't find a reason to respond, and Xiaoying, who had lost his comfort, grabbed it with both hands, and inadvertently touched the placket of Qianji's clothes, and immediately grabbed it tightly in the palm of his hand, for fear that this thing would suddenly run away again.
"I ...... It's not the first time she's made herself so miserable, let her sleep and wake up. Removing the throbbing in his heart, Mo in white smiled and waved his hand at Qianji.
Seeing his strange appearance, a certain cognition was about to come out in his mind, Qianji's face changed, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he heard Xiaoying's low dream: "Qianji, where did the black dragon come from?" ”
Black Dragon? chuckled, subconsciously pinched her face, and Qianji responded in a low voice: "Are you dreaming, there is no black dragon anywhere." ”
"Hmm." Humming, the feeling of emptiness without mana in the body, even in her sleep, made Xiaoying feel uncomfortable.
The strength in her hand became smaller and smaller, Xiaoying felt that she had fallen into a bottomless abyss, just now, there was obviously a white-clothed Shengxue, a figure with a folding fan and a gentle swaying figure reached out and pulled her, but in a blink of an eye, that person was gone.
Leaving her alone, falling faster and faster.
The red lips moved, and Xiaoying unconsciously called out a name, because her voice was very soft, and Qianji didn't hear it clearly, but he was very sure that it was definitely not his name, and it was also not Mo Xiao, who was in white clothes.
Then, what Xiaoying just called could only be ...... He!
Qianji's fingers that touched Xiaoying's face stiffened, and then he glared back at Tang Lu sharply, and found that he was secretly looking at Xiaoying, and the compass in his hand did not hesitate anymore, and beckoned him directly.
narrowly escaped the attack of the compass, Tang Lu was inexplicable, he really didn't know what he had done, so that these two people seemed to have a deep hatred with him.
As if feeling the murderous aura triggered by the compass, Xiaoying frowned, grabbed Qianji's hand restlessly, and then seemed to dream of something bad, trembling all over, and the originally warm body gradually became cold.
"Little Shadow?" Qianji hugged her tightly in horror, and without thinking about it, he directly delivered magic power to him, for fear that something would happen to her.
The comfortable airflow appeared again, but Xiaoying did not smile as before, her brows furrowed even tighter, and her red lips slightly opened up and said something inappropriate: "Could it be that we really want to be enemies of each other?" ”
"Little Shadow?" The fingers stiffened again, Qianji also frowned, and was about to say something, but Xiao Yingyue grabbed his hand restlessly and put it in his mouth without hesitation.
After Meimei took a bite, Xiaoying heard Qianji's muffled snort, and even in his sleep, he didn't forget to say proudly: "Qianji, you are so stupid, since you were bitten by me." ”