(Changed, sprinkle flowers!) The courier, this abrasive little snail, finally delivered the contract, and the baby died in a hurry. This book has been officially signed, ask for support, ask for support, ask for care, Mo Da! ）——————————————

There is an ethereal treasure mirror in the roe owl's body, and when the spell hits it, it will be bounced back, not hurting the enemy, but hurting itself. Therefore, to defeat it, you must not use spells, but need to fight kung fu, or cold weapons, or hand-to-hand combat. But at this time, it is full of white light, and it can't get close, what should it be?

A pair of phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the condensed light was as bright as a star. Jiu Mingmei doesn't care if the white light is not white, she is angry, and she is all extinguished!

She clenched her fists and smiled coldly: Look at your Bai Guangsheng, or Mei Shen's fist is hard!

The wind and fire were whistling in his ears, and the nine bright rays passed through the enchantment and jumped up. Everywhere the white light went, her skin burned, her head burned, and her tiny body burned into a ball of fire. In the raging fire, I saw her grinning, revealing a row of small white teeth, aiming her right fist at the roe deer owl's head, and smashing it down.

The fist smashed into a hard thing, smashed to pieces, and the clatter and cracking sound was very pleasant. This time, the roe owl is afraid that it will die thoroughly.

The white light faded, and Jiu Mingmei looked at it fixedly, and frowned. She had never seen such a human being, for the sake of a monster, she really used her body to block it.

What was crumbling just now was not the roe deer owl's skull, but Ah Hunt's sternum.

Ah Lie only had his last breath left, and his thin palm gently stroked the forehead of the little roe deer, and his chapped lips closed one by one: "Don't be sad, you have ...... Free...... Alive, back to the Demon Realm, your ...... Family. ”

For two hundred years, Ah Hunt has lived like a human being, a ghost is not like a ghost, and he has long had the idea of dying, but he can't let go of the little roe deer. The little roe deer who was trapped alone in the snow cave trembled with fear. The years of the seal are endless, and if he dies and has no one to accompany him, how lonely and frightened the little roe deer should be.

Now that the seal has been lifted, the roe deer should no longer guard a hopeless master, and he should no longer possess it. iniquity, atoned for by his death. It's time for him to go, it's time for him to go home, the demon world has its kind, and it won't be alone anymore. They're relieved......

Ah Hunt's hand hung down weakly.

The little roe deer stuck out its tongue and licked his hand vigorously to make him lift it up, touch it again, touch its head again. Just once, just once.

Cold, deadly, and desolate......

Ah Hunt's hand, down.

Never again, lift.

Two hundred years of protection have finally come to naught. For the little roe deer, the demon world is a place that is far away, and only Ah Hunt is its home, its refuge.

Ah Hunt is gone, nothing is gone.

Where the chest was opened, a bronze mirror slipped out of the flesh and fell. Countless tears flowed out of the little roe deer's eyes, to the last drop, condensed with cold blood.

Jiu Mingmei picked up the ethereal treasure mirror and coldly bumped into the roe owl's eyes. Its body gradually became cold and stiff, and its eyes were fixed on the saddest and most relieved moment.

She looked at it, and suddenly felt a sense of desolation.

Time, time, feelings, feelings, indescribable, but profound to scratch the heart and lungs. Until he scratched his life, he couldn't write half of the word "regret".

A sprig of red plum appeared on his cheek and climbed all the way up to his forehead. She stroked the plum bones, picked up a trick, and threw it on Ah Lie.

The wound on Ah Hunt's body slowly healed, and the wrinkled skin returned to a smooth and white appearance. The old man turned back into a young man, but he was dead after all.

Jiu Mingmei thinks that she is not a merciful god, and she has never thought of using "turning bones into charm" on a useless dead man. Anyway, it's the patriarch of Shushu, and leaving him a good skin bag is worthy of the momentum of chasing stars 100,000 years ago. Conveniently, the roe deer owl was also mended.

She stepped back, throwing the ball of fire off her body.

"Eight ......" felt that this kind of emotion was not suitable for herself, and she muttered, "I'm so tired, go back!" ”

The rest of the mess will be handed over to the old white beaver beast.

“…… Good. ”

Hachi's voice was very small, revealing weakness, and even his steps were erratic. He struggled to keep his eyes open to her vague figure, step by step, in her direction.

The enemy has been destroyed, Heming Mountain has been safe, the ninth watch is safe, and the master is also worried. Eight days seriously thought: The mission is completed, and there is nothing to lose by dying at this time.

Thinking about it, he paused and fell down neatly.

In a daze, he saw Jiu Geng turn around, and his ugly little face showed a rare look of panic. The plum bones on her cheeks were beautiful and shining with a light that he couldn't understand. She tried her best to cast a spell on him, to mend his mutilated body, but somehow, she was in a hurry and panicked.

"Don't panic...... The girl's family still looks better when she smiles. ”

His mouth closed one by one, and he didn't know if he said it or not, but he felt that his body was beaten and hugged by her.

Jiu Mingmei seemed to have a scud, hugging a strong man horizontally, and he could still trot away without gasping. When I ran out of the cave, I stepped on a soft white ball. (⊙o⊙) Oh, it's probably a dress.

The one-horned white raccoon squeaked and screamed: "Your sister! ”

Jiu Mingmei heard its cry and immediately retreated: "Old beast! ”

The white fox was so frightened by her shout that Bai Mao'er trembled, and hurriedly rolled to her, got up and said, "Oh, the eight days are really out of trouble, hurry up, go to the Crane Ming Palace!" ”

An ugly girl held a tattered strong man, followed by a one-horned white raccoon, and rushed into the Crane Song Palace.

Mingmei lay down on the bed and lay down. The white raccoon recited a spell, kicked his front hooves upward, and changed back into the human form of the national teacher. On his snow-white robe, two black footprints were conspicuous.

The national teacher looked left and right, and saw that there were large pieces of flesh and blood missing from Bayu's back, chest, thighs, and waist, and even his ears were burned. But the gap was smooth and bright, only slightly fleshy pink. There are some deep gaps where bones should be exposed, but there are no bones to be seen.

Identification: This is a boneless man at all.

"Turning bones into charm" is a top-level divine power, but it can't work for Ba Yan alone. It's not that Mingmei's divine power is out of order, but that there are no bones, where can I turn into flesh and blood?

"Tell me the truth, what is Hachiyo?"

The matter has come to this, and the national teacher can no longer hide it, so he can only cowardly say: "He...... He's about ...... It's a 'soul maker'. ”

"Soul Making" is a soul-making spell in which the caster uses human hair, flesh, nails, or internal organs to create a similar human soul. The soul has a soul and a body, and it looks no different from human beings, and it lives as usual day and night, laughing and scolding. However, the body of the soul maker is so fragile that once damaged, it cannot be restored, or even disappears.

Jiu Mingmei raised her eyebrows and smiled. He deserves to be a god who doesn't take the usual path, and the man who is easy to take a fancy to is actually a "soul maker". Well, if you like it, you like it, you like it, no matter who he is!

"Good old beast, give an account of that amazing magician!"