It was pitch black all around, and there was nothing to be seen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Le Xiaotou seemed to be trapped in a black fog, and this black fog was only an inch in size, like a square black box, locking her inside.

She was forbidden to move, and she couldn't move all the way, and after about half an hour, someone lowered her to the ground, and then the black mist dispersed, and in front of her was a lake soaked in starlight.

The body also resumed moving, Le Xiaotou looked around, only to find that he was standing on the lake!

The lake was large, forty or fifty zhang wide, and was surrounded by a circle of maple trees, whose foliage was extremely dense, churning in the moonlight.

The black fog under his feet is like a boat, floating steadily on the water, the soles of his feet are soft, as if stepping on a pile of black cotton, and around the black fog, there are four black shadows.

"Where's the thing, hand it over!" The urn squinted his little eyes and slowly leaned over.

Le Xiaotou shuddered, hurriedly lowered his head and opened the sachet, the small water droplets inside seemed to be dyed with ink, and the whole body was black, humming and chirping on the cotton.

The urn saw that Le Xiaotou had a piece of ice-like thing in his hand, although it looked ordinary, but his cultivation was profound, and he could see at a glance that this ice cube was introverted and not ordinary.

The urn seemed to be stunned, and stretched out her fat hand in a daze, wanting to take the treasure in her hand, but saw the person on the other side throw it up, and the ice cube was sent into her mouth.

The urn's first reaction was that this girl wanted to swallow the treasure alone, and would rather swallow it than give it to him, and was about to get angry, but her eyes were empty, and the person was gone.

Le Xiaotou stayed in the small room and was in a hurry, hoping that the urn would mistakenly think that she had escaped, and then leave the lake to chase her, otherwise after a quarter of an hour, the ice would fail, and she would have to be poisoned again.

Since coming to Siwei, he has been safe and sound, but since the appearance of this winged man, all kinds of strange things have come, first met the perverted Ming Yitian, and then met the bamboo pole that saw only the shadow but did not see the person, and then this urn, he obviously did not have any cultivation, but he was always caught by these people.

Is it really because of the ice?

If it's really because of it, then hand it over to them earlier, and then figure out how to deal with the toilet yourself, but that urn kills people without blinking, if you hand over the ice cubes, will you still have your life?

But if you don't hand it over, that guy's mana is so high, you can't rob it.

It's all death horizontally and vertically, so it's better to fight with him!

After Le Xiaotou thought it through, he sat down to recuperate, and took out the black droplet from the sachet, and when the little droplet spit out the black water, Le Xiaotou tortured and asked, "Can the escape spell last time still work?" ”

The little drop of water gasped weakly in the palm of her hand, "Boss, look at me like this, can you still use spells?" ”

The small body was lying softly in the palm of her hand, as if she was out of force, Le Xiaotou thought about it carefully, as if every time she touched the winged man, the body of the small water droplet would change, and when it touched Ming Yitian, it turned gray, and when it touched the bamboo pole and urn, it turned black.

Could it be that the color of this guy's body changes with the arrival of the Wingman?

"I can't imagine that I am timid, and I have a pet that is even more timid than me." The discoloration of a small drop of water is the same as the discoloration of a person's face when they are frightened.

"People are not cowardly, people are not cultivating enough, and when my skills increase, I will not be afraid of those bad people." The little droplet muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Anyway, I can't wait, master, after going out for a while, I guess I'll have to play to death for that group of people!" Le Xiaotou was a little depressed, the little droplets were unreliable, and it seemed that he still had to rely on himself.

"Boss, I'll rest, you have to protect me." Small droplets jump back into the sachet.

Time passed second by second, getting closer and closer to the time to go out, Le Xiaotou was so anxious that she scratched her head, and could only secretly pray that the urn and the group of black shadows mistakenly thought that she had escaped and went to search for her elsewhere.

Scratching his ears and cheeks, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he had already gone out from the Xiaoice block, Le Xiaotou hurriedly widened his eyes, raised his attention for twelve points, and was ready to escape at any time.

Sure enough, as she wished, the urn and the six black shadows had long since disappeared.

But she didn't have long to be happy, when she found that with the urn leaving, the black mist that was the support under her feet also disappeared, so of course she fell into the lake with a thud.

The lake water was still a little cold at the end of autumn, and Le Xiaotou shivered, hurriedly surfaced, and swam to the nearest shore.

The lake was very large, dozens of feet long, and she swam for half an hour to reach the shore, so tired that she lay on the shore like a dead pig.

When the cold wind blew, the soaked middle coat was put on her body, and she shivered from the cold.

She wrung the water from her clothes at will, and when her strength eased a little, she got up and prepared to leave.

This place should not stay for a long time, if the urn comes back, then the fun is really over.

Before Le Xiaotou could stand up straight, he sadly found a fat black figure standing in front of him.

Only then did she realize that she had inadvertently used the Law of Attraction. When she was in the ice just now, she secretly prayed that the urn would leave, and when she came out, the urn really left, but when she was resting just now, she was always afraid that the urn would come back, and this negative thought invisibly triggered the attraction and brought the urn back.

Before she could speak, she felt her throat tighten, and the urn grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up.

"Dead girl, there are a lot of ghost ideas, I was almost deceived by you!" On the fat face of the urn, the facial features were distorted because of anger, and the five fingers in his hand were forced, eager to strangle Le Xiaotou.

Le Xiaotou opened her mouth with difficulty, kicked her feet wildly, her head swelled as if her blood vessels were about to burst from her face, the air in her chest became less and less, and she vaguely saw the figure of death.

This urn is extremely hot-tempered, she just can't sneak away, he is so angry that he wants to kill her and then quickly, now it's good, no one in this kind of place has come to save her, do you really want to burp here?

No way! She still has her family in that world, and she died here inexplicably, how sad her parents are, besides, she hasn't even saved Yi Zhen, how can she die like this.

The urn was really angry, he thought that this girl had no mana, and it should be very easy to deal with, so he grabbed it directly and threw it on the magic circle in the middle of the lake, but he didn't want to be hidden by her with a strange treasure, he was worried about being escaped by this girl at first, and quickly searched around with six black shadows, but suddenly thought that she had no mana, even if she was hidden and fled, she would definitely not be able to get out of her magic circle, but at first he didn't realize it, and he searched around carelessly, far away from the magic circle, which made the magic circle unsustainable and dissipated.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and hurried back, and sure enough, he saw the girl leaning on the tree on the shore wet, trying to escape.

Being teased like this by mortals who don't know mana, he really can't bear it, he really wants to make a killing move, anyway, it's just a small thinking person, it's a big deal to catch a few more compensation, and the bamboo pole won't blame him.

Thinking in his heart, the strength in his hands intensified, Le Xiaotou's whole face turned pale, he unconsciously stuck out his tongue, and his eyes slowly narrowed.

In this world with mana, people who have no cultivation will have their lives like mustard, and others killing you will be like stepping on an ant to death, and there is no power to resist at all.

Although she was unwilling, she couldn't do anything, her mind slowly blurred, and the night in front of her seemed to have a little golden light, just when she thought she was going to die here, suddenly her neck loosened, and a big gulp of air poured into her chest, Le Xiaotou fell to the ground and coughed violently.

The scene in front of her slowly became clearer, and the sound of mana coming to her ears came out, she was saved! Someone came to her rescue.

Looking up, I saw a figure in mid-air, entangled with the urn, the movement was very agile, and the long sword in his hand swept out blue light, which looked extremely beautiful in the dark night sky.

Looking at it like that, it shouldn't be Jiang Yi and them, because this person's cultivation is significantly higher than Jiang Yi and the others, and it's not Ming Yitian, that guy's weapon is a broken bamboo fan.

No matter who it was, someone finally saved her life, and the two fought more and more fiercely in the air, blue light and black gas swirled with each other, causing the maple blades to fall.