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The flower of this white bone seems to have grown on his body.

Mo Xiaojing took a step, did not look back behind him, but calmly looked at the big corpse witch who had not left, and said lightly: "Rodriguez, do you really have no scruples?" ”

"There used to be." Rodriguez didn't smile, and replied hoarse and coldly: "After the birth of the saint, the world has changed too much, too much, and I am getting farther and farther away from what I want. ”

"When I figured that out, I didn't have any worries."

Mo Xiaojing sighed slightly, then looked up and smiled inexplicably: "Since that's the case." “

As he spoke, a lilac mist slowly seeped out of his body.

It was purple smoke, like dust and silk, and like xia, slowly wrapping Mo Xiaojing's body entirely, but it did not dissipate.

For the first time, Rodriguez found out that things were completely out of his control. These purple mist can even be corroded and corrupted by Rodriguez's own divine sense, and the moment his void realm comes into contact with the mist, it is corroded into a huge gap.

"This is ......" Rodriguez asked in disbelief for the first time when he came into contact with something outside of his cognition, and then became ecstatic: "I see, it's a poison." “

His voice instantly became manic and excited: "There is such a wonderful poison in the world, how did I not know, why I did not find it, if I had found it earlier, it would not have been too long, as long as I found it a few years in advance, I would not have needed to start such a plan." “

"This is a kind of poison that can really kill a saint!"

Mo Xiaojing ate and laughed in the clouds, and the president at this time even entered a special state of spirit.

"Yes, this is originally a poison used to kill saints, you were killed by Xiao so early, naturally you won't know."

Saying this, he stepped forward in the clouds, and his speed reached the extreme at that moment, and the whole person even broke away from the shroud of the clouds and mist, and headed towards Rodriguez.

"Because—its name is Tanabata Purple Tree."

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"The White Bone Lament has to absorb my life force little by little, and then extract my soul completely, so it won't die soon." Qixia slowly raised his hand and pushed away the medicine bottle that Ao Xuehua handed to his mouth: "And how can I be willing to die?" I haven't seen the lady's maid outfit yet.,It's a thing that will regret your life.,I won't be blind to death.。 “

Ge Sheng was a little surprised that at this time, Qixia still dared to die, and he couldn't help but peek at Ao Xuehua's reaction.

However, at this time, the president's expression was surprisingly calm.

Ao Xuehua looked at Qixia's gradually pale skin, which was a kind of pale from the inside out, and even the red hair was a little slowly withering.

"Okay, if you survive, I'll show you next month."

Qixia's expression did not show a trace of surprise, he continued slowly, and said softly in this most effortless tone: "This is a trick, okay, shouldn't the president immediately take out a set of clothes for me to wear on the spot, so that I can send them on the road." “

Ao Xuehua immediately put away the medicine bottle and stood up: "Aren't you going to die?" Be my guest. “

Qixia was overjoyed when he heard this, and clapped his hands hard, but he only hit his body and couldn't hold it up, and he lowered his head and coughed heavily—his chest was fixed on the rock, no matter how he looked at it, it was an injury that would hurt to breathe, but the flower of white bones seemed to grow on his chest.

When Qixia finally recovered a little bit of physical strength, he looked at Ao Xuehua standing in front of him, and said with a slight smile: "This is the president I like, the president is working hard, you don't want to run quickly." “

Ge Sheng looked back and couldn't help but cover his mouth in disbelief.

Mo Xiaojing is really fighting Rodriguez.

His whole body was shrouded in purple mist, and the blue giant sword in his hand was as calm as a wave, Rodriguez was already close to him, but he didn't dare to take any of his moves, and could only dodge at a dazzling speed, but from the current point of view, Mo Xiaojing really entangled Rodriguez.

Ao Xuehua didn't look back, but her pure white face twitched slightly, and then asked lightly, "What about you?" Just leave you here? “

Qixia nodded vigorously.

Ao Xuehua frowned in disgust, opened her right hand, and the dream sword slowly grew out of her palm, and Qixia hurriedly waved her hand in fright, although the whole person was nailed to the stone and couldn't move, but obviously the ** of survival was quite strong: "President, president, keep people under the sword, keep people under the sword, I didn't ask for mercy under it, I really didn't ask for mercy." “

Ao Xuehua didn't listen to Qixia's plea for mercy at all, she raised her sword and fell, brushing the two swords down, and Qixia's body fell heavily from the human-shaped dent of the stone.

Ge Sheng looked at the hall owner who was crying out in pain, and couldn't help but sigh at the subtlety of Ao Xuehua's swordsmanship.

The president's two swords, one sword cut off the flower branch of the white bone flower on Qixia's chest without any mistake, and the other sword bent an arc, and it was unexpectedly "gouged" out of the stone by God.

Qixia slowly sat up on the ground, smiled bitterly and touched the flower pole that remained in his chest, the withering of the red hair was still visible to the naked eye: "You scared me again." “

Ao Xuehua grabbed Qixia's belt with his other hand without saying anything, and turned around to fly.

Only this time, her hand was opened without saying a word.

Qixia looked at her lightly, her gaze quiet and soft.

For the first time, the owner of the Scarlet Heart Gym was no longer the same cynical attitude.

It's like his same subtle blow that knocked down Ao Xuehua's fingers.

"President—everyone has their own destiny, right?" Qixia Ji sat on the snow with a slightly cool smile: "It's a pity that I don't want to be dragged by you to die slowly in the sky, this is not in line with the aesthetics of the next, I can be your Royal Highness, and I can also assist Your Excellency in the noble battle, but the matter of slowly dying in the escape is really not something I like." “

"I'm here to give that guy some gifts, a little bit of a legacy in my life."

"Dying without a gift is like apologizing without showing your breasts, which is not in line with my philosophy of life."

Saying this, Qixia looked at the strange battlefield not far away, calmly stretched out a finger, and pointed at the sky over there.

"My own magic, Twilight Star."

"Hope you like – Rodriguez."