"Nan Wufeng, wake up, don't sleep, you fool", Mu Xi shouted desperately, shaking, untying Nan Wufeng's hands tightly tied with thick ropes.||Among every two people who watch romance, there is an account that has registered a small °Shuo°.com.

However, in response to Mu Xi was the croaking of frogs in the grass, and the cries of the trees, Mu Xi was already flustered, and he couldn't imagine that Nan Wufeng had left her like this, and his trembling voice called Nan Wufeng's name, shaking his head.

"If you don't die, you're going to be stunned", just when Mu Xi thought he would never see him open his eyes again, this sentence came out of his mouth.

Mu Xi cried with joy, hugged Nan Wufeng's waist, and rubbed it into his arms.

"Who told you to do it yourself, do you think I'll survive this way? You're very wrong, if you die, I won't live alone", in Nan Wufeng's arms, Mu Xi said a lot of reproachful words.

"Muxi", Nan Wufeng called softly.

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"It's really heavy, can you go down and talk about it."

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Mu Xi was embarrassed, and hurriedly raised his head from his arms, he had been hanging for a day and now he had to bear his own weight, it was difficult for him, Mu Xi hurriedly untied the rope, hugged Nan Wufeng's waist, and the two of them landed on the ground in a whirlwind, standing on the ground steadily.

"You come back so suddenly, don't you know it's dangerous", Nan Wufeng, who landed on the ground, began to blame, because he couldn't stand unsteadily for a day, he could only rely on the power of Mu Xi.

"You can't even stand still, and you still want to protect the old lady, let's get out of here quickly", Mu Xi helped Nan Wufeng to leave, he didn't move,

"I can't go", Nan Wufeng's sharp eyes fell on the light purple light in the grass, even if he was seriously injured, he exuded a majesty that could not be ignored.

It was true that he couldn't walk, and Mu Xi also found the purple light in the endless grass, even the shining sky couldn't hide the strange light color emitted by the grass.

"What are these," Mu Xi asked.

"It's a first-class dead soldier, the most powerful kind of captive that Phantom Xingchen has directly cultivated, ** illusion is a thousand times more powerful than what we encountered before."

"It turns out that the dead are still divided into grades, no matter what the dead soldier will be my knife soul today", Mu Xi helped Nan Wufeng to the trunk of the tree and settled down.

"Be careful, this illusion is different from usual", Nan Wufeng reminded him, at this moment, his martial arts are all in use, in order not to become a burden to her, he must stay here in peace.

"Wait for me", she looked at Nan Wufeng with firm eyes.

Then walked towards the center of the lawn, but the light and shadow in the grass also moved, Mu Xi also found a long fortress in front of the grass, and when she looked closely, it was made of corpses, and she could roughly guess that several of the corpses were from the martial arts.

It's no wonder that Jiang Du can't see all the major sects of martial arts in the past few days, and the artifacts haven't arrived yet, so it's impossible to leave like this, and even if he goes back, it's impossible to go back at the same time.

It turned out that they had already been killed, poisoned by Phantom Star.

Just after a short nap, a green grass raised up one group after another, and all of them stood up like waves.

However, what Mu Xi saw this time was no longer a faceless person, but a person with a nose and eyes, and she finally saw a pair of lilac pupils, which were the same eyes as Phantom Xingchen.

Thousands of purple rays of light shot at Mu Xi, like a phantom, colorful stripes overlapping in front of her eyes, and Mu Xi was about to lose the distinction between reality and dreams.

"Be careful!".

A reminder from Nan Wufeng behind him made Mu Xi wake up for a moment.

Mu Xi pinched his thigh, the pain made him more conscious, and the red silk he pulled out began to fight.

A piece of red silk was pumped towards the faceless man who attacked, and the silk tightly strangled his neck, and the red silk that he slowly tightened, his head and neck were separated, and he killed one.

Followed by a large number of faceless people from the grass, Mu Xi stepped on the shoulders of a faceless person and crossed up, and then the height of two people, Mu Xi threw out the blood vessels, and the long red silk seemed to have spirituality, rolling the necks of three or four people together, just Mu Xi gently pulled, heard a click, and the neck and head separated.

It seems that there is no end to the number of these faceless people, wave after wave, and there is a steady stream of illusions, at first it was okay, Mu Xi can stand it, but now Mu Xi is getting weaker and weaker, and it is becoming more and more difficult to use the golden thread of red silk, and the brain is hallucinating.

From the active resistance to the present, the resistance ability has weakened, and Mu Xi is staggering on the grass, his eyebrows are frowning, his head is dizzy, and he has no sense of direction.

When the opportunity came, a faceless man walked briskly towards the shaking wooden Xi with a long sword in hand.

The tip of the sword was only a meter away from Mu Xi's heart, and he saw that the god of death was about to take Yun Muxi away.

Not far away, Nan Wufeng had already stood up in his hand, his clenched fists, his deep nails inserted blood into his palm, and the other hand had already held the hidden weapon, he hated himself for being useless, his internal strength was completely wasted, and he had to try it with all his might.

"Miss," a sharp voice pierced the starry sky.

At this critical moment, Qingmei, who rushed over, hugged Mu Xi, and the long sword pierced Qingmei's heart.

At the same time, the faceless man who had raised his long sword to assassinate Mu Xi also fell to the ground, and Phantom Xingchen appeared, and the flying knife in his hand crossed the faceless man's brain.

Phantom Xingchen did let these dead soldiers use Yun Mu Xi to force Nan Wufeng to hand over the jade-faced iron fan, but he never allowed these dead soldiers to hurt his Xi'er, if he was one step late, if Qingmei didn't stand in front of Xi'er, then it would be his Xi'er who died, then he would definitely let all the dead soldiers go to bury his Xi'er, of course, Xi'er would not be lonely, because he would also go.

"Qingmei, Qingmei", Mu Xi hugged the sliding body bones and called her name.

I felt that my hands were sticky, and when I raised my hands, the bright red blood was particularly dazzling in the clear night sky, it was blood, it was the blood of green plums, and I shed a lot.

In a trance, Mu Xi realized that she was about to lose the first person she wanted to cherish in this world.

"Qingmei, you hold on, I'll heal you", Mu Xi hurriedly helped Qingmei up, wiping the tears that kept slipping on his face with both hands, and a pungent smell of blood on his hands filled his nasal cavity.

"Little ...... Sister", Qingmei pulled the corner of Mu Xi's clothes.

"I'm here, I'm here", Mu Xi leaned his ear over.

"Qingmei is no longer good, Qingmei is an orphan, and it is enough to have a sister like Miss in this life", Qingmei said as she spoke, the blood gushing out of her chest.

Mu Xi sealed the acupuncture points on Qingmei's chest, but it was too late, the heart ruptured and hemorrhaged, and Mu Xi, who had basic common sense, knew in his heart that the chance of survival was zero.

"Don't speak, don't leave me, okay, the fish is gone, I'm only left with you", Mu Xi hugged Qingmei tightly in his arms, pleading in a low voice, praying to God.

Qingmei knew that she was about to die, and her last breath was stuck in her throat, but there was one thing she had to tell Miss Sù, Qingmei grabbed Mu Xi's arm hard, and said with difficulty; "The owner is not to blame for the death of the fish, the fish was poisoned by the phantom star and became a dead soldier, and his body has long begun to fail, and those dead soldiers are innocent people who were arrested to make medicine primers."

Mu Xi was just about to speak, but Qingmei held her down again, panting heavily, "Miss wants to be good with the master..., okay."

He didn't say a word, he didn't catch his breath, his head went down, and the hand holding Mu Xi's arm slipped to the ground.

"Qingmei", because of extreme sadness, Mu Xi was sluggish, there was no crying, staring at the peaceful person sleeping in his arms.

At the same time, not far away, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Nan Wufeng's mouth, and he had already suffered Yan Zhan's internal injuries, but just now he forcibly exerted force, and he was in a hurry, and he was injured and injured, and when he saw Yun Muxi, who was safe and sound, Nan Wufeng could no longer support it, and his body fell to the ground.

With a pop, he collapsed in front of Mu Xi.

Mu Xi calmly looked at the qiē in front of him, and silence was better than sound at this time.

The blood wells up in the throat, such a scene is familiar, and such things are repeated.

It was the same when the fish died, and she could only watch them leave her one by one.

The surname of the yin girl contains water and fire, the five elements clash with each other, the widow is in love, and the master is lonely.

She has never been able to get rid of such a fate, in modern times, all her relatives have left her, and now it is the same in a different space, fish, Qingmei, Nan Wufeng, Wind Dance, everyone related to her has been dragged down by her, and she has harmed them.

She is indeed not suitable for making friends, not suitable for being close to people.

"People can't be resurrected after death, don't be too sad", Phantom Xingchen, who was standing aside, comforted Mu Xi.

Mu Xi put down Qingmei unhurriedly and stood up.

"Phantom Xingchen, you have killed so many people, are you not afraid of retribution", Mu Xi looked at him with a pair of hateful eyes.

"My greatest retribution is you, as long as Xi'er is good, I am not afraid of retribution, and the qiē I have done is also for you, and in the future, this great river and mountain will be Xi'er's."

The angry eyes were red and scary, "The old lady is not rare to get this thing with blood on her hands, the feud between the fish and the green plum, I will solve you today"

When a person's mental state reaches the extreme, then he will not be affected by illusion, and people with extreme hatred will not be affected by the illusion of the dead.

So Mu Xi, who is full of hatred and revenge, has already made a move.

With so many dead people, tonight she is going to kill these virus spreaders, so that they can no longer endanger the people.

Mu Xi roared up, the steps of 'Dancing Death' were instantly vivid, and the death of Qingmei had made Mu Xi unusually sober.

Step by step, every move was played to the extreme, dancing back to the red silk, the red silk fluttered in the air, turning, advancing and retreating rapidly, accompanied by a few shooting stars

With each step of the Mu Xi Dance sublimation, the sky turned back to dozens of meteors that streaked across the sky. The lighter and more varied the dance steps, the number of meteors will increase in large numbers.

That's right, she just wants to treat illusion with illusion, and when the illusion of the dead man hits the mountain, her illusion is forced and strong.