Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Wisdom of the Divine Pen

"What a fool, such a serious and unmistakable knife will surely die. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" as he spoke, hanging down his dagger, and the special blood trough was dyed red.

The originally dark red blood groove was even more demonic, and the dagger became more aggressive when wielded.

Gripping his dagger tightly, he raised a high smile at her, "Someone died for you just now, but now you have to come by yourself, otherwise I'll be angry." ”

"Get out." She growled, and stood there with a sense of majesty, her calm eyes staring at the ghost scroll, drawing a flea on the paper.

The flea that jumped out of the paper glanced at her, and walked towards Su Youli in panic.

"Fleas, it is said that heavy blows that weigh more than 1,000 times will not die, please verify it." As she spoke, her hand drew on the ghost scroll again, and a white cat jumped out of the ghost scroll, attracting the eye of the nine-tails behind her.

"Don't think I don't know, you're just the spirit of this magic pen, through this body, just seal you." Su Youli stepped on the flea, and his hand that didn't have time to react was scratched by the kitten.

Cutting the kitten in half with a knife, Su Youli's eyes darkened, and he took out a thumb-sized vial from his clothes, and in the transparent bottle, the dark blue water was exceptionally clear.

She frowned instinctively, she couldn't like this small bottle of water, and she couldn't tell how she felt it.

The hand holding the magic pen tightened, unfolding the ghost scroll in front of him, staring at Su Youli without taking an inch away.

Su Youli pinched the bottle, the dark blue water flowed through the dagger, washing away the purple attachment and flickering with a faint cold light, as if it would pierce her chest at any time, and with a slight slash, her heart would leave.

"Then you can try your idea." Mo Xiaozao spoke, a slight smile on his calm face, "As long as you have a chance." ”

She dragged her body and rubbed her thumb on the magic pen a few times, she was not the spirit of the magic pen, but the water should be of some use to the pen.

She took the first step towards Su Youli, she used all her strength to swing the pen, and the pattern drawn in mid-air was very similar to the one on An Xia's body, and the last point was in the center, and the pattern burst out with an aura of destruction.

"Exorcism, this is much more advanced than that white fox, but can this body bear it?" The little hand waved the dagger, and the water attached to the dagger like gelatinous touched with the movement and the strokes of the magic brush, and the hurricane swept away from the touch, and the bodies of the two people were vigorously thrown away.

She could hear the sound of bones breaking, and her eyebrows were frowning together, such a big Sichuan character.

Su Youli stood on the ground, his back bent and his head hanged, his hair covering his entire face, and the hand holding the dagger was blurred by the blood and flesh swept by the hurricane, and it flowed down the dagger into the blood groove and fell to the ground.

As if the dagger could not bear the blood, a break was born in the middle, and the break continued to expand and expand, and finally split the dagger in half.

"It turns out that you have the water of the North Immortal Pool, but you should also know that the touch of such a little pool water can only make the magic pen unusable for three hours."

"Three hours is enough, enough for me to kill you."

Staring at the petrified magic pen, the little face raised was paranoid and hideous, sure enough, the water of this North Immortal Pool is the nemesis of the magic pen, giving birth to such a thing as Kunpeng, and water is naturally not a mortal thing.

Compared with the surprise of the water in the North Hellpool, Su Youli was even more excited that Mo Xiaozao was about to die.

The jade plaque glistened on his chest, and the man was entangled in the spider silk of Xiang Mozhu, his neck was strangled, and the blood flowed all over the ground, staining the couch that had been overturned by the hurricane red.

The man's body shrank little by little, and finally turned into broken jade.

Watching all this happen, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Why did you kill me, I don't have a magic pen, but I am not the Mo Xiaozao you saw." ”

Mo Xiaozao stood up after speaking, and the calf bone broken by the hurricane caused his body to turn to the side.

"You think that's the end of it?" Su Youli took out a jade plaque from his chest, and trace after trace of breath flowed into the jade plaque, and the jade plaque flew up in front of the jade plaque in the broken jade on the ground with a light movement.

She kept telling herself that she couldn't let this continue, once the jade plate absorbed the aura in the broken jade, the situation would be completely different when she woke up!

The magic pen can't be used now, Jin Rong was not lightly injured by Xiang Mozhu because of her death, and she only had the ghost energy in her mind.

You can only rely on this, right?

Reaching out to hold the ghost qi in her mind, the rich black surged into her body like crazy, the body was torn and painful, the blood vessels under the skin were swollen, and one after another was like a small stream across her body, hideous and terrifying.

Rolling with pain, strands of loose hair covering his cheeks, and a cold and gloomy breath filled the room.

"Smack."

The sound of the jade plate shattering made the room even quieter, peeling off the skin one by one, and a black and thin little girl stood on the ground, her black bright eyes staring at her, and saliva fell to the ground down the corners of her mouth.

"I'm out? Sure enough, my brother loves me, what is delicious today. The little girl swept around and looked at her with a pout, "You're the only one?" Not enough to eat! ”

The little girl was aggrieved with large swaths of low tears, looking at her aggrievedly, and her red little mouth opened in crying, showing her a real bloody mouth.

Dodging the little girl's bite, she watched as the little girl bit off the coffee table under her teeth.

Mo Xiaozao grabbed the petrified magic pen on the ground, looked at the little girl in front of him, even if he didn't know what the little girl was, he guessed what it had to do with it, the legend said that the ninth son of the dragon, Tao Tao, was a demon of sexual food, and after Tao Tao died, the flesh and blood changed in many ways, and it was not surprising that the beast clan that was haunted was born.

"Are you a glutton?" She grabbed the pen, and she didn't miss Su Youli who was trembling.

She thought that this little girl was completely uncontrollable by Su Youli, otherwise she would not have shown such a desperate expression.

"Isn't that water in your Northern Hells pool useless to her?" She glared at Su Youli beside her, and the strength of her body began to be overdrawn, and more than a dozen points of dominance was already the limit of this body.

Mo Xiaozao's body was stunned, and when he closed his eyes and opened them again, he was confused.

There is still a picture of Jinrong falling in her mind, but now in front of her is such a little girl with green eyes rolling, without anyone's explanation, she also knows that she has passed a long time since just now, but there is nothing in her memory.

"It looks like you're a confiner I know, so there's no momentum." Su Youli didn't forget to say that she was pale, and there was the remaining water in the Northern Hell Pond in her hand, "Just now you asked if this thing is useful, I can only tell you, I don't know." ”

The little girl looked at the two of them, and suddenly appeared beside her, lifting her limp body.

"I know it's her who I'm going to eat, you have the taste of me, although it's not my brother, but it's also the one who let me out, I won't eat you."