Qing Jin was greatly distressed, held her hand and said firmly, "We will definitely be able to go back." ”

Nangong Muyue looked at her firm eyes, and suddenly threw herself into her arms and cried bitterly, "Little Senior Sister, I miss my mother so much, woo woo woo woo ......"

Qing Jin let her cry in her arms, and gently patted her back like a child: "Don't cry, be good, don't cry, we can go back soon." ”

"Can you really go back?" Nangong Muyue sobbed, staring at her big confused and helpless eyes, and the red light around her body was permeated, isolating the power of the blood moon that affected her mood.

A flash of red flashed in Qingjin's eyes, and the question of whether she could go out hit the hidden anxiety in her heart and made her heart confused.

An inexplicable irritability made her want to destroy everything, her clear eyes were full of red light, and she murmured in a strange tone, "Can we go back?" ”

Suddenly, a big hand grabbed her hand, and an indifferent voice sounded in her ears: "Keep your heart, never give up, as long as I am here, I will definitely send you back." ”

Qing Jin looked straight at Su Zhe's resolute eyes, the red glow in his eyes gradually faded, a tenderness gradually rose, his breathing became rapid, and he suddenly pounced on Su Zhe and kissed him on the mouth.

Su Zhe sighed secretly and stretched out his hand to knock her unconscious, he had long known that the blood moon here was strange, and he had always wondered how these two girls could resist this red moon.

Looking at Nangong Muyue's somewhat frightened eyes, Su Zhe grinned and comforted, "Don't be afraid, she was eroded by the power of the blood moon, but fortunately, she is simple-minded and has no evil thoughts." ”

"Then why did you knock her out?" Nangong Muyue asked puzzled.

Su Zhe touched his nose a little narcissistically: "Because I am so handsome, it aroused her interest, and the power of this blood moon magnified the ** in her heart." ”

"Stinky beauty!" Nangong Muyue covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at him with affection in her smart eyes.

Su Zhe secretly complained in his heart, and he was a little proud, my brother is really charming, and this girl also likes my brother.

"Brother Savage, is it okay for your relatives to come home."

When he was losing his mind, Nangong Muyue's soft body was already attached to his arms, and his eyes were like silk.

Su Zhe's throat squirmed, and the stunning beauty took the initiative to throw herself into her arms without an inch, even a man couldn't stand it.

But although he doesn't remember anything, he has a faint sense of danger in his subconscious, and he always feels that if something really happens to these two beauties, I'm afraid the consequences will be very serious.

Once something really happens, you will lose your mind, become a captive of **, and sink in the sea of ** forever.

After this thought inexplicably surfaced in his mind, he did not hesitate to reach out and knock Nangong Muyue, who was slightly open and longing, with her red lips slightly open.

swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and resolutely helped the two girls put on the beast clothes he had sewn with his own hands, covering the spring light that made him almost out of control.

Looking at the two beautiful women who looked like puppies and bears, Su Zhe grinned and feasted on the barbecue.

Unlike the two women, he didn't feel anything about eating barbecue, it was purely food to fill his stomach.

It can be said that Su Zhe is lucky, if it weren't for his amnesia, he would have sunk into this blood-colored world that can be infinitely magnified by virtue of his lustful temperament.

After nibbling on the barbecue, Su Zhe found a few gourds, filled them with water, and ran into the distance with a girl in one hand.

This place gave him a very bad feeling, and he subconsciously wanted to leave this place, which made him feel that this was not my home.

As he runs aimlessly, looking for a way out, the battle outside Dead Island comes to an end.

The vulture was killed in battle, Zhao Wuxian was killed in battle, the ghost was seriously injured, and all the subordinates of the three evil sects were killed and wounded.

But in the same way, the decency also suffered heavy casualties, and there were only eight people who were still alive who had cultivated to the highest level.

Mo Qinghua's clothes were stained with blood, his face was pale, Master Dexin had a broken arm, the Ice Moon Fairy's breath was disordered, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and the Miaoyu Fairy was disheveled, panting, and he didn't have the previous dusty temperament.

Everyone else was also injured, and their breath was unstable, Mo Qinghua took a step forward and snorted coldly:

"Ghost bitter, stop struggling, today is your death."

The ghost's face was resolute, his whole body was shrouded in blood mist, standing behind a corpse puppet, panting heavily, the ghost gate floating above his head was scarred and injured, and he said unwillingly:

"If you want my life, at least two people need to be buried together."

Everyone was silent, knowing that what the ghost bitter said was true, the ghost cultivation was already weird, and the ghost king's coffin was proficient in the art of controlling the corpse, and the ghost bitter could survive until now, which had a lot to do with the invulnerable corpse puppet.

And they know that the ghost suffers and finally dies together, and it is useless to say that it is useless to pull two people to accompany the funeral.

This makes these famous and decent strong men jealous, after all, they have fought until now, and no one wants to die when they see victory in sight, but the ghost is afraid of everyone but secretly complains in their hearts.

Everyone in the world knows the "disintegration of heavenly ghosts", but they don't know that the last desperate move of this ghost king's coffin is not to die with the enemy, but to escape.

When the body disintegrates and injures the enemy, a wisp of remnant soul enters the body of the corpse golem, and the corpse puppet escapes with its strong body.

After returning to the ghost king's coffin, the ghost king spent his best efforts to protect this remnant soul, and after the ghost king's coffin slept for a hundred years, with the help of a large number of soul-nourishing soul medicines, he may be able to resurrect.

Of course, even if he can escape back, it is still a matter of whether the ghost king is willing to spend his efforts, and it is more likely that the ghost king will recover the corpse puppet, and after getting the news he wants, he will kill the remnant soul.

Even if the Ghost King is willing to spend his strength to help him, he is willing to spend a large amount of soul medicine on him, but the result may not be able to be resurrected, after all, the success rate of this anti-heaven method is only half.

Well, if you take another 10,000 steps back, all the prerequisites can be achieved, and the resurrected remnant soul is equivalent to a wasted person, and you have to cultivate again, and I don't know how much time it will take to recover your cultivation.

Anyway, the ghost bitter didn't think that the ghost king would spend his energy and soul medicine for himself, after all, the reason why the evil sect is an evil sect is because the people of the evil sect are moody, selfish, and have no trust in each other at all.

They believe in the respect of the strong, whoever has a big enough fist has the right to speak, and the ghost king's coffin is the most powerful ghost king, so the ghost king is respected.

But by the same token, if the Ghost King is injured and suffers a heavy blow, he must always be on guard against being killed by his subordinates and replaced.

This is the evil faction, **naked interests first,**naked killing superiors,**naked fighting for power and profit, when they find an opportunity, they will draw knives against each other, and it is too common to stick a knife in the back.

There is no pity, no sympathy, no trust, no friends, not even loved ones......

The idea of not being tolerated by the world, murderous and violent, evil and cruel, greedy and ruthless, selfish and indifferent.

Therefore, the ghost does not dare and is unwilling to hand over his life to anyone, including the ghost king, and the word "trust" does not exist in his life at all.

But what makes the ghost a headache is that as a ghost cultivator, he deals with ghosts all year round, and others can't see it, but he can see it.

This place is extremely weird, the souls of the people who died in the previous battle have been sucked away by Death Island, and he is sure that when he uses the "Heavenly Ghost Disintegration", that wisp of remnant soul will definitely not return to the corpse puppet's body, and it will be sucked away by Death Island.

So the ghost gritted his teeth and made a decision, fleeing to Death Island, even if he died nine times, it was better than the current desperate situation of ten deaths.

The ghost was covered in black mist, and let out a terrible howl: "Then let's die together!" ”

Resolutely rushed to the decent and strong, everyone was shocked, Mo Qinghua shouted: "Everyone retreat!" ”

Everyone even used their strength to feed, running as fast as they could, and with a hula sound, only corpses and a black mist filled with destructive power were left on the huge sea ship.

The ghost was overjoyed, and secretly despised in his heart, what bullshit is famous and decent, and they are not all afraid of death.

Without further ado, if someone finds out that something is wrong, I am afraid that I will never be able to escape.

Without hesitation, he turned around and let the corpse golem clear the way, rushing towards Death Island.

"Ghost bitterness, stay alive."

A resolute shout, like a killing machine on his back, made the ghost tremble, and his mouth screamed: "Mo Qinghua, you crazy person!" ”

It turned out that when Mo Qinghua shouted at everyone to retreat, he did not retreat but advanced, rushing towards the ghost like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

The ghost king's coffin and Tianji Pavilion are as deep as the sea, and the previous pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion was killed by the ghost king's sneak attack, and the corpse was also refined into a corpse puppet by the ghost king.

And the previous cabinet master was Mo Qinghua's mentor, and the hatred of killing the teacher was not shared, and when the ghost was trying to perform the "disintegration of the heavenly ghosts", Mo Qinghua gave birth to the determination to die together.

It was also his desire for revenge that he discovered for the first time that something was wrong with this ghost's suffering.

How could the ghost have thought that Mo Qinghua was so resolute, and he couldn't prevent being pierced through the heart by a sword.

Seeing that he was about to escape and ascend to heaven, he was recognized by Mo Qinghua, like a bucket of cold water that made him feel cold.

The great sorrows and joys of life were implemented too quickly, and the ghost let out a terrible howl, and when he was dying, his ruthless heart exploded.

If you want me to die, you also have to be buried, pretending to perform the "Heavenly Ghost Disintegration" and the power of the mist has not had time to dissipate, anyway, you are going to die, and you directly cast it.

With an earth-shattering sound, the entire sea area was swept into stormy waves, and hundreds of ships were blown to pieces.

Fortunately, he avoided far enough before the decent and strong, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately tried his best to escape.

Even so, he was shocked by the shock wave of the explosion and vomited blood in his mouth, wounded and wounded, and flew in the air on the surface of the sea, all of them showing palpitations, ragged clothes, and extremely embarrassed.

As soon as the ghost died, the corpse puppet was uncontrollable, and it fell straight to the sea, but it was shocked by this terrifying explosion**, and the volley was shocked and flew towards the island of death, but fortunately, the corpse puppet was covered in solid steel, and it was not in the core of the explosion, but there was no damage.

No one noticed that a wisp of ghostly soul instantly escaped into the corpse golem's body, and followed the corpse golem into Death Island.

The worst thing is Mo Qinghua, who is in the core of the explosion, even if he has defended with all his might, he is still blown up and there are no bones.

In the entire sea area of Death Island, only one sea ship of scholars and others was not affected because of the long distance.

The seven decent and strong men who survived had relatives in their hearts and could only ask the scholars for help.

They were already wounded, and there was no way they could fly back to land.

The scholars who had completed the treatment were also people of the same line of Chinese martial arts, and generously took in these remnants of the defeated generals.

The seven survivors no longer have the same swagger as before, and the arrogance of the former and the latter makes people feel very ironic.

After some discussion, these people knew that the disciples of the sect who had fallen to Death Island would not be able to escape, so they had to abandon them and leave with the ship.

Of course, the scholar and the others didn't know that Su Zhe was on Death Island, otherwise they would have to break through with their lives.

It was only when they returned to the mainland and got in touch with Kong Xiaotian that they learned that something had happened to Su Zhe, and when they returned again, Death Island had disappeared, which made the scholar beat his hands and regret it.

Yes, something happened to Su Zhe, from the moment his sea of consciousness was shattered, all his clones outside fell into a coma, and he couldn't wake up, no different from the living dead.