The fat divine envoy nodded and walked towards Ye Wushuang step by step.

"Click~Click~Click~"

In the silent night, the crisp footsteps, like the drumbeat of death, beat on Ye Wushuang's heart.

Every time it rang, his heart beat hard.

He felt his breathing stagnant.

Death shrouded him, and his pupils of fear locked to the size of a pin's eye.

"No...... No...... Don't kill me!"

Ye Wushuang stepped back in horror, his legs trembling terribly.

"I'll give it to you!"

Ye Wushuang held the box with trembling hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Please...... Let me go...... I don't want to die. ”

"It's late!"

The fat god made a cruel smile: "There are some things you can't touch, and if you touch them, you will die." ”

"Plop!"

The words of the fat divine envoy made Ye Wushuang desperate.

He was unsteady on his feet and fell to the ground.

The whole person seemed to be stupid, and there was a dead silence in his eyes.

Finished!

It's really over.

At this moment, it doesn't matter what changes your fate.

He just wanted to live.

Even if it's just to survive.

However, even if it is, it is not possible.

Those who can't escape are doomed.

He closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

At this time—

On the corner of the street, a figure appeared in the shadow of the building.

This figure is Mo Xiyan.

As soon as she arrived, she saw the scene in front of her.

"Murder and looting?"

Mo Xiyan was slightly stunned, a little surprised.

Despite this kind of thing, she had seen a lot in her previous life.

But when I saw it for the first time in this life, I was still a little surprised, and some—

Little excitement!

"What kind of treasure will it be?"

"Can you improve my cultivation?"

"If you could, maybe—"

The more she thought about it, Mo Xiyan's eyes became brighter and brighter.

She used the money earned by Mo Yutang to go to the Spirit Pill Pavilion to buy a large number of high-grade spirit pills to take.

This allowed her to improve her cultivation quickly.

Now like Ye Wuchen, it is also the Seventh Heaven.

It's just that she is the Seventh Heaven of the Spirit Wheel Realm, and Ye Wuchen is the Seven Heavens of the Spirit Yuan Realm.

The speed of improvement is certainly gratifying.

However, she almost drained Mo Yutang's profits.

You must know that this is all the silver that Ye Wuchen saved by working tirelessly and tiredly, refining pills like a dead dog every day.

This silver, Ye Wuchen is of great use.

And Mo Xiyan actually spent it in order to improve his cultivation.

Think about it, if Ye Wuchen knew, he didn't know how angry and annoyed he would be.

Will you run away from home in a fit of rage?

Thinking of this, Mo Xiyan stuck out his little tongue embarrassedly.

"I hope to hide it for a while. ”

Mo Xiyan could only look forward to it.

In anticipation, her eyes looked at the box.

At this point, her eyes were bright.

"The things in there, if I can improve my cultivation, I will be able to surpass Ye Wuchen. ”

Mo Xiyan said in his heart.

Just, are you sure it's beyond?

You are a whole realm higher than Ye Wuchen, is this considered transcendence?

Of course, in Mo Xiyan's heart, it is surpassed.

People compare how many heavens.

Anyway, it's all the Seventh Heaven now, and everyone is the same.

If Ye Wuchen knew, he would probably scold his mother again.

"However, those two are not easy to deal with. ”

Mo Xiyan looked at the fat and thin envoy and frowned a little.

She is only now in the Spirit Wheel Realm Seventh Heaven, and these two divine envoys are both Spirit Sea Realm One Heaven.

In the middle, there is a gap between the three heavens.

"What to do?"

Mo Xiyan's eyes turned rapidly, thinking of a way.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

"There it is!"

"The Shadow Demon Clan's shadow-like secret technique is just right!"

Demon is just a general term.

In the Demon Race, there are many different races.

The Shadow Demon Clan is one of the demons who are extremely good at assassination.

The presence of their tribe allows them to turn into shadows and kill them silently without them noticing.

This kind of secret technique, especially under the moonlit night, is the most suitable.

As a demon demon venerable, Mo Xiyan also has some understanding of the secret techniques of the shadow demon clan.

As soon as his mind moved, Mo Xiyan performed a secret technique-

Wherever you go.

Her body disappeared, turning into a part of the darkness, silently sneaking past.

The thin god crossed his arms and watched.

Seeing Ye Wushuang close his eyes in despair, he pursed his lips.

Even this kind of garbage dares to touch the fetish.

"Fatty, hurry up and solve it, don't grind. ”

The thin god made impatient words.

The fat god envoy turned around and rolled his eyes: "Thin man, what are you urging, you can still have an accident." ”

Just such a piece of garbage in the Nine Heavens of the Spirit Yuan Realm, can he resist?

In his opinion, the dust has settled.

"I knew there would be no accidents. ”

The thin envoy looked at the fat envoy speechlessly: "But you're too abrasive." ”

Take a walk, deliberately step by step loudly.

The thin envoy has been with him for a long time, and of course he knows what this fat man is doing.

He's just scaring people and trying to see people desperate.

This kind of bad taste makes the thin man unable to complain.

Pretending to be forced in front of the scum is too unforced.

He was dismissive.

However, the fat angel is happy to do it.

"Got it, it's your. ”

The fat envoy glared at the thin man and said angrily.

Turning around, he slowly drew his sword.

Looking at Ye Wushuang, who was full of despair in front of him, closing his eyes and waiting for death, the fat man smiled: "Don't be afraid, I will be very fast, I guarantee that it will not hurt at all." ”

Hearing this, the thin envoy rolled his eyes again.

This sentence every time.

Moreover, no matter how you listen to this, it feels like it has another meaning.

"Boring!"

The thin envoy complained.

Suddenly, his body trembled, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"What's the situation?"

This trembling made the thin god puzzled.

"No pee, what are you shaking?"

At that moment, he felt a wind in the back of his head.

It was as if something was approaching at a rapid pace.

"Not good, dangerous!"

In an instant, he reacted, his eyes widening.

He wanted to hide, but he couldn't.

"Bang~!"

A small silver hammer smashed into the back of his head.

The thin envoy only felt his head buzz, then rolled his eyes and fainted.

Hearing the movement behind him, the fat god was furious: "You have a end, Lao Tzu has this hobby, you can't wait, right?"

The fat man turned around in exasperation, his eyes glaring.

"Huh, what about people?"

"Damn, why is this guy lying down?"

"If you can't get used to it, you don't have to lie down and protest?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and reacted instantly.

"No, there was an accident!"

He was terrified, and his small eyes were as big as brass bells.

Then he saw a horrific scene.

A silver hammer, appearing out of thin air, rapidly expanded before his eyes.

"Bang~!"

A hammer hits the door of the head.

The fat man's smashed eyes are full of stars.

But he was full of fat and thin, with a big head, and his body shook for a while, but he didn't faint.

"Not dizzy?"

This made Mo Xiyan depressed.

"If you don't get stunned with one hammer, then you will have two hammers!"

The little silver hammer smashed down in the face again.

"Bang~!"

Another hammer.

The fat man shook even more, his fingers trembling and pointing indiscriminately.

"Yes...... There are ghosts ......."

His mind was buzzing.

At this point, he was terrified.

Why did no one take the little hammer, but it floated up?

Are there ghosts?

"Still not dizzy?"

Mo Xiyan stared in disbelief.

"The head is so irony?"

Could this be the legendary head iron?

"I didn't believe it. ”

Mo Xiyan lost his temper, holding the small hammer and increasing his strength.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

After three hammers in a row, Mo Xiyan was a little gasped.

"Plop!"

Three hammers worked.

The fat angel also fainted.

"Whew, I'm finally dizzy. ”

Seeing the fat god envoy faint, Mo Xiyan let out a sigh of relief.

Glancing at the small silver hammer in his hand, Mo Xiyan pursed his lips: "This little hammer is too light, and it is not as good as my Haotian hammer." ”

Mo Xiyan put away the small silver hammer.

At this time.

Ye Wushuang still looked desperate, closed his eyes and waited for death.

He didn't seem to hear anything.

Mo Xiyan looked funny.

She leaned over to carefully observe the box in Ye Wu's hands.

The pattern of the box is simple and peculiar, and the charm is extraordinary.

That's a good thing.

"It must be a good baby. ”

"I'm so lucky that I can pick up treasures. ”

Mo Xiyan reached out and took the box, overjoyed.

She happily wanted to open it.

Suddenly, she thought of something and immediately put the box away.

"Oops, I almost forgot. ”

"I'm still going to save Ye Wuchen's big villain. ”

I screamed in my heart.

Mo Xiyan hurriedly disappeared into the darkness.

It's been a while.

A cold wind blew, and Ye Wushuang shivered.

He opened his eyes slowly.

"Am I dead?"

He looked at himself, then at the surroundings.

Hey?

Aren't these the two who are going to kill him?

How did they lie down?

I'm not dead.

In an instant, the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe made Ye Wushuang almost tear his clothes and run wildly in fright.

However, he held back.

"Who saved me?"

Holding back his excitement, Ye Wushuang looked around.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life!"

Although he didn't know who it was, he had to thank him.

With that, he quickly left.

I can't stay in this strange mountain city, it's too dangerous.

He's going back to his mother.