Seeing that Uncle Ding had a momentum of breaking the jar, Zhang Sui, the Imperial Master, Bu Ping, Zhou Yanxin and Fu Xiaoya were all a little at a loss.

Zhang Sui pinched Ju Xiaoman's chest again with his left hand, and at the same time kicked Jing Ming's knee socket.

Ju Xiaomanbei bit her red lips tightly, and her beautiful eyes were full of anger, eager to break Zhang Sui's body into pieces.

Jing Ming burst into tears.

Uncle Ding's face was gloomy, he glanced at Ju Xiaoman and Jing Ming, and said, "Childe, Miss Xiaoman, I, Ding Xingsheng, am incompetent and can't protect you." After you die, I will abolish my cultivation and apologize for my sins. ”

Jing Ming's body trembled, and when Zhang Sui saw this, he slightly widened the distance between the arrow and his throat.

Jing Ming felt the arrow pull away a little, and hurriedly cried: "Lao Ding, you watched me grow up!" Are you going to watch you die? Don't forget, you said before, no matter what happens to me, you will protect me safe and sound! ”

A trace of sadness flashed in Uncle Ding's eyes and looked at Ju Xiaoman.

Ju Xiaoman said with a calm face: "Hurry up when you do it!" ”

After speaking, Ju Xiaoman turned his head, gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Sui and said, "Adulterous thief, I will not let you go if I am a ghost!" ”

Uncle Ding nodded, formed claws with both hands, and walked towards Zhang Sui step by step.

The long sword in the master's hand hurriedly pressed towards Ju Xiaoman's neck, bringing up a wisp of blood.

Ju Xiaoman turned his back to the master and smiled: "Scared? Kill if you want! Uncle Ding is not the indecisive person in your eyes, he followed General Jing Wuye all his life, that is, now that he is old, he retired to the General's Mansion to become a personal guard. He made the decision and even if I beg him now, he won't change it! ”

Seeing this, Zhang Sui pierced the feather arrow at Jing Ming's throat a little deeper, then let go again, and scolded: "Tell him to stop!" ”

Jing Ming howled and cried, "Lao Ding, help!" You stop, or the other party will-"

"Shut up!" Ju Xiaoman's face was cold, and he squinted at Jing Ming and said, "You are the youngest son of General Jing Wuye, how can you be so greedy for life and afraid of death!?" It's better to die, and if you beg for mercy, he won't let us go! ”

Jing Ming cried and scolded: "You slut, if you die, you will have nothing!" ”

"It's all dead horizontally and vertically, what's the use of you crying!" A cold glow suddenly appeared in Ju Xiaoman's eyes, and the jade hand quickly wiped his waist, and an extra puff of silver needles appeared, and shot out towards Jing Ming and Zhang Sui.

"Uncle Ding, avenge us!" Ju Xiaoman closed his eyes and said coquettishly.

Seeing the silver needles in the sky killing Zhang Sui and Jing Ming, Uncle Ding knew that he was forced to the strings and had to make a move.

Gongzi can't keep it, Ju Xiaoman can't keep it, he must also die!

Since they all have to die—

Uncle Ding roared, his body was like a ghost, he jumped to Zhang Sui and Jing Ming's side, and grabbed Zhang Sui's head with two claws!

Bu Ping, Zhou Yanxin and Fu Xiaoya killed together, Uncle Ding's right claw grabbed Zhang Sui's head unchanged, and his left paw clenched into a fist, and slammed it over with a punch!

Bu Ping, Zhou Yanxin and Fu Xiaoya were blown away by Uncle Ding's punch, and they fell out a few steps away!

"Die!"

Uncle Ding's right claw and Ju Xiaoman's silver needle were both killed in front of Zhang Sui.

Zhang Sui's pupils shrank slightly, and his right hand holding the feather arrow threw down the feather arrow, grabbed Jing Ming and blocked it in front of Uncle Ding's right claw and Ju Xiaoman's silver needle, and at the same time released the back of Jing Ming's neck with his left hand, wiped it on his waist, and felt out the black talisman that Leng Muning gave him.

Uncle Ding was overjoyed, he didn't expect Zhang Sui to be afraid of death at this juncture, so he let go of his son!

With his left hand in his palm, Uncle Ding slapped the silver needle shot by Feiju Xiaoman, turned his right hand into a claw, grabbed Jing Ming's collar, and threw him out!

After throwing Jing Ming away, Uncle Ding's killing intent surged out unabashedly!

His right hand formed a fist and slammed into Zhang Sui's chest.

A hint of laughter floated from Uncle Ding's old face, this punch, Zhang Sui will definitely die!

Suddenly, Uncle Ding's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw an extra black talisman in Zhang Sui's hand, and a trace of milky white qi rushed through the talisman technique!

"Random Teleporter!" Uncle Ding screamed, slammed Zhang Sui's right fist, pounced sideways at Jing Ming, and yelled, "Childe, grab my hand!" ”

A blinding light burst out from the black sigil!

Looking at the panicked expressions of the Imperial Master, Zhou Yanxin, Bu Ping and Fu Xiaoya, Zhang Sui didn't have time to speak, his head sank, his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness!

When Zhang Sui regained consciousness again, he found himself standing in a strange place.

The reason why I say weird is because the whole world is gray, and it is difficult for the naked eye to see objects a hundred paces away.

"Nishang, where is this?" Zhang Sui raised his head and looked at the void in front of him, but was stunned to find that Nishang was not there!

I turned around, and there was no shadow of neon clothes around!

Zhang Sui's heart was raised to his throat.

Ni Shang has always been by her side before, although she is a little secondary, and in addition to being a little useful as an encyclopedia, there is really no bird use, but when she really found that she was not around, Zhang Sui felt inexplicably flustered.

Hurriedly felt the dantian, where the beauty strategy notes were quietly suspended.

However, no matter how Zhang Sui tried to communicate with it, it still didn't react at all!

After a hundred and one attempts, Zhang Sui sighed and had to give up.

The beauty strategy notes are still there, and the neon dress as a machine spirit is still there.

"How can this happen?" Zhang Sui touched his dantian and muttered to himself.

"Let's see if there are any warriors with samurai cultivation around here!"

Zhang Sui opened his mind again, but found that the surroundings were quiet, and there was no one in his heart.

I took out the box from the storage belt and held the Night Pearl in my hand, but the dazzling light could only shine a few dozen paces away.

It wasn't so dark that you couldn't see the road, and the Night Pearl didn't do much.

Zhang Sui put away the night pearl and walked in one direction in confusion.

After walking for nearly an hour, there was nothing but the swamp along the way.

Not even a beast was seen!

"Uncle Ding said that Leng Muning gave me a random teleportation charm, so where was I transmitted?"

Zhang Sui was melancholy, a little worried about Zhou Yanxin and Erha.

"The master has a lot of eyes, Buping is a man, and Fu Xiaoya's brute strength shouldn't be much of a problem. I just hope that Yanxin and Erha will not have an accident, otherwise-"

Zhang Sui gritted his teeth and said as he continued to walk forward: "Does Zhao Guojing have no night?" ”

After nearly three hours, the sky did not change at all!

Zhang Sui took out the jerky from the storage belt and took a few bites casually, while observing the surrounding environment.

"Isn't there no day or night here, and it's all day long?"

Zhang Sui shivered all over his body, and this feeling of being alone in the whole world made people very unhappy.

"Ahhhh

When Zhang Sui walked forward for a quarter of an hour again, feeling his scalp tingling and a little collapsed, he suddenly heard a female voice.

"Ahhh Said to return, the years are not limited - cough cough, ahhhh Not to mention the start of the house, because of the rampant. ”

Zhang Sui stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

This female voice is supposed to be singing!

But after only singing a few words of such a song, Zhang Sui felt that the hairs on his body stood up.

Zhang Sui thought of a cold joke in the 21st century: others ask for money when they sing, but she sings to death!

With a hint of surprise and a hint of headache, Zhang Sui followed the source of the sound and walked faster.

After walking more than 600 steps, I saw a woman, wearing a black silk skirt, standing next to a puddle, with her eyes closed, singing emotionally to the puddle.

"Ahhh It is said that the return is said to be returned, and the years are also yang. Ahem—"