Chapter Seventy-Five: Calculated
'Boom! ’
The last and strongest power of the Demon Breaker Arrow erupted. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info ignores the protests and unwillingness of all living beings except Eleven, and is instantly annihilated.
Boundless black smoke, the first roar abruptly stopped, and there was only boundless silence and darkness. The wreaking havoc of spiritual power caused the wind to go wild, and the sand and gravel walked around, hitting Eleven's legs and feet from time to time.
"Whew." Eleven's pale face, bean-sized sweat droplets rolled down, and the red dragon bow and arrow in his hand had disappeared. Needless to say, the verdant meadows have long been ravaged by storms, leaving only the loess.
"Eleven, eleven?! Where are you? Are there any injuries? Zhu Chenyang called out to his sister, in this flying sand and rocky moon pool, although it was faint, Eleven still heard it.
"Brother, I'm fine."
Eleven's words made Zhu Chenyang feel a lot more at ease, and when the big stone in his heart was about to be put down, suddenly a childish, but somewhat gloomy voice sounded in his ears, "Finally, I caught you......"
"Who?" Almost with Zhu Chenyang, it was a cold voice.
"Han Leng?" Zhu Chenyang was blind, and he could only rely on the source of the voice and turn his head to 'look' at it.
'Wow! ’
The barrier in front of everyone suddenly shattered, and the fragments fell to the ground, or dissipated into golden light, or turned into water droplets and seeped into the ground.
"You've been waiting for me to unlock my protective barrier, haven't you?" The neck was tightly grasped by a pair of small hands, as long as he was careless, he would be crushed, Taiqing could only suppress his voice, and word by word came out from between his teeth.
"How does it feel about this bureau, but it's for you?" The immature voice was a little proud, and slowly pulled the Taiqing King outside the enchantment.
'Bang! ’
Han Leng followed the sound and slammed his fist hard, slamming it a soft body.
"Poof!"
"Han Leng, can you see clearly before punching?" Taiqing spat out a mouthful of blood and said to Han Leng almost through gritted teeth.
"Uh, I'm sorry!" Han Leng pushed a handful of glasses and said slightly apologetically.
As the wind subsided, the rock fragments raging everywhere began to slowly calm down, and the slightly flustered breathing of everyone became clearer.
"Taiqing?" Han Leng touched the darkness, and he didn't dare to make a random move, it would be bad if he accidentally hit his partner again.
Taiqing's breathing was a little short, it was not that he didn't want to answer Han Leng, but unfortunately, now he couldn't help himself. It was obviously a pair of childlike hands, but the force was infinite, and he was almost out of breath when he grabbed it. The cold touch surprised him slightly, and he could even feel the sharp nails on his neck against his arteries.
What kind of person is it that sets up such a situation just to catch himself?
Taiqing's mind was spinning rapidly, but he had no clue. Taiqing, who has never been out of the persimmon forest, can't think of anyone who would go to such great lengths to catch himself? Also, what is the purpose of holding yourself?
"Eleven! Set!! Han Leng was the first to notice that something was wrong, and immediately shouted towards Eleven.
Eleven also sensed that something was wrong at this time, and there seemed to be something wrong with the demon-breaking arrow he shot. Hearing Han Leng's shout, he immediately looked towards the sky with a soul extinguishing bead.
'Boom! The fire once again illuminated the entire moon pool.
"You're ......" Eleven was stunned.
In mid-air, a little boy in a strange black robe grabbed Taiqing's neck and slowly rose up. I don't know what material the black robe is made of, it shines with the jump of the firelight, and a pair of transparent flesh wings on his back are tightly protected around his body, and he wears a black hat on his head, and there are a pair of round eyes on the hat, looking straight around.
"It's been a long time, Liu family!" The little boy controlled Taiqing with one hand, and gently took off his hat with the other, and a young cheek appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Xiaowen!"
"Xiaowen!"
"Ahh
"Who?!"
The names were called out by Zhu Chenyang and Lin Haotian, who had seen the little boy, the one who screamed was the green pothos, and the one who was puzzled was Potian.
"How can you still be alive!" The pothos looked at 'Xiaowen' incredulously and exclaimed.
"Of course I'm dead. And he was dead for a long, long time. The black ink-like demonic qi slowly wrapped around Taiqing's limbs, tearing suddenly, 'clicking', the limbs suddenly dislocated, and the pain in the heart couldn't help but make Taiqing snort, and beads of sweat flowed down his delicate cheeks.
"Taiqing!" The crowd screamed.
"Don't worry, I won't kill him, he is so important to me, how could he die here." 'Xiaowen' looked at Taiqing's pain with satisfaction.
"You're not Xiaowen." Maybe the last time the fight was too hasty, Eleven didn't feel it, at this time he unabashedly released his demonic energy to himself, and she didn't even need to deliberate, she immediately felt the difference in 'Xiaowen'.
"Finally remembering who I am?" 'Xiaowen' hooked the corners of his mouth and looked at Eleven sarcastically.
Eleven looked at him and didn't speak, although he still had doubts in his heart, but this feeling would not be wrong......
"Yuxi Village, a thousand-year-old demon."
"Hahaha!" 'Xiaowen' smiled at the sky, "I finally came out!! ”
"Damn, no!" Lin Haotian looked at the arrogant 'Xiaowen' who was laughing in the sky with an aggrieved expression, "Your sister, it took so hard to stop him from breaking the seal, how did this thing come out?" ”
"I didn't even find out that you were possessed by Xiaowen's body." Eleven looked at the 'Xiaowen' who was laughing wildly in the sky lightly, "The real Xiaowen, where did you go?" ”
"Hehe, didn't you tell you to die?" 'Xiaowen' said indifferently.
A wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart, and the demon-killing sword in his hand showed his form again.
"I might as well tell you one more thing, I wasn't the one who killed Xiaowen." 'Xiaowen' glanced at Taiqing mockingly.
Everyone was frightened into a cold sweat by his meaningful glance, it won't be the same as they thought, Taiqing has killed someone?
"Liar, huh?" Zhu Chenyang looked at Taiqing in disbelief.
"Not really. It wasn't Taiqing who killed it. "The green pothos looked at the 'Xiaowen' floating in the air in horror, is this the punishment from heaven?
"What do you mean?" Even Zhu Chenyang, who had a tendon, felt that something was wrong with the pothos, or something was wrong from the beginning when he saw 'Xiaowen', not to mention the others. Now they all looked at the pothos suspiciously, waiting for her to explain.
"He, he is the first person I have ever met and devoured by my king." The crisp voice of the pothos was a little trembling because of fear at this time.
Everyone who looked at the pothos was speechless in surprise, according to the meaning of the pothos, doesn't that mean that the 'Xiaowen' they first met in Tuling Village is dead!
"Resurrect the soul."
Eleven's faint tone didn't seem to care, how 'Xiaowen' died, and the indifference on his face made people feel that everything in front of him was just illusory and illusionary. (To be continued.) )