Luo Bingqian had never found that she had such strong emotions for Hu Hansan, either guilty, or unbearable, or simply because he saved her.

Counting, this should be the second time, the last time was last night, it was he who tricked her into leaving Tianjian Mountain.

In this long psychological torment, Luo Bingqian finally crawled to Hu Hansan's side, she turned Hu Hansan's prostrate body over with all her strength, and almost closed her eyes and couldn't bear to look at it.

But when she turned Hu Hansan over, she saw that Hu Hansan's body was almost intact?! It's just that the placket on Hu Hansan's chest was all broken, revealing a piece of heart guards that seemed to be made of bronze that he was clinging to his chest.

Luo Bingqian was stunned for a moment, this was completely different from what she expected. But when she looked at Hu Hansan again, she saw that the dead fat man's eyes were round like a fish with a white belly, and his tongue drooped like a Hokuriku sled dog running into a fool, which did not look like a normal coma.

"This is ......" Cheng Qixue, who came one step later, poked her head over, and her eyes were instantly attracted by the heart guard on Hu Hansan's chest.

She ripped off the heart goggles as soon as she could, and shouted happily: "Okay, you dead fat man, there are treasures still hidden on your body!" At the same time, she also hammered Hu Hansan's chest excitedly.

Cheng Qixue is a soldier cultivator, no matter how light this punch is, it is powerful. Hu Hansan, who was originally like a dead pig, suddenly gasped for a breath, and his eyes immediately regained their brilliance, and then he immediately struggled to sit up, shouting: "Am I dead?" Am I dead? Am I dead? ”

"Dead big fat ghost?" Cheng Qixue punched Hu Hansan again, so that Hu Hansan almost didn't ease his breath.

Seeing that Hu Hansan was fine, Mo Zhiyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then he got up from the ground and rushed towards Wusa again.

This time, Wusa didn't even need a sword, he directly shook off the Tian'a sword, and slapped a palm towards Mo Zhiyu, and before this palm came out, he immediately bent his palm.

Mo Zhiyu instantly felt a strong suction, he was rushing forward, and this man was pulled straight towards Wusa, and then he was choked by Wusa's neck.

He stared desperately at his feet, but he couldn't concentrate his strength, and he couldn't even lift an inch of the ink knife in his hand. He was surprised, and looked at Wuyan on Wusa's other hand, and his heart was very anxious, because Wuyan didn't even have the strength to struggle, and now he was hanging softly on Wusa's hand.

The survival of the few people on Cheng Qixue's side was not taken into care at all, and they didn't even have a little corner of their eyes. He looked at Mo Zhiyu and said with a slight smile: "Let me tell you, the reason why I let you throw this little trick and let Wuyan run behind me is because no one can open this coffin except Wuyan!" Because shamelessness is the key to the secret! ”

Mo Zhiyu looked at Wusa in shock, because he didn't understand what Wusa meant, and he had never associated Wuyan with these mysterious things. Because Mo Zhiyu has never felt the breath of belonging to the gods on Wuyan's body, and these mysterious things can only be related to the ancient gods.

So, why is Wuyan the "key" and how can it be the "key"?

He looked at Wuyan, only to find that Wuyan's eyes were also surprised and puzzled, as if even Wuyan himself didn't know what Wusa was talking about.

Wusa seemed to continue, and suddenly there was a loud shout from the side, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw that it was Cheng Qixue and the others who rushed over again.

Wusa pulled the corners of his mouth disdainfully, stepped on the stone platform with one foot, and a huge coercion poured out in an instant, blasting towards Cheng Qixue and the others, but this time, Cheng Qixue picked up a heart shield in his hand.

This heart shield seemed to have magical power, just like the rock wall of this stone room, it actually absorbed all these powerful powers, and it did not hinder Cheng Qixue from continuing to move forward at all.

Let Cheng Qixue stab Wusa with a sword!

Wusa was shocked: "Yun family? Then he suddenly dragged the faceless in his left hand towards Cheng Qixue's side, facing Cheng Qixue's green silk sword.

Cheng Qixue was shocked, and immediately stopped his steps and changed the trajectory of the sword. But in this way, Cheng Qixue lost the opportunity to attack this time, and was directly kicked away by Wusa.

The rest of Luo Bingqian and Hu Hansan immediately made up for the attack, but Wusa was already prepared, he retreated and moved, and then dodged the attack of Luo Bingqian and Hu Hansan, and then just like before, one person and one kick, it was a solid kick to kick the two out.

Wusa's three feet are not as gentle as Cheng Qixue's hammer Hu Hansan, the bodies of the three of them are concave at the same time, and the strong force tears their back clothes out of their bodies, and the three of them all fell heavily to the ground, leaving only the strength to struggle.

"Waste." Wusa glanced at the three of them with disdain, "With the things of the Yun family, you can only come up with such a scheme, and the Yun family has pressed the wrong treasure this time." ”

But Mo Zhiyu's gaze was locked on the heart shield on the ground, because he could see a magic circle on the edge of the heart guard, a magic circle that was enough to save them all!

With new hope, the strength of Mo Zhiyu's body suddenly skyrocketed. With a "bang", the ink knife fell to the ground, and it was Mo Zhiyu who threw it away. Then he lifted his hands with difficulty, and these hands tightly gripped the arm of the hand that was holding his neck, and he was trying to press the pockmarks on Wusa's hand, trying to break free.

"The people of the Yue family never admit defeat, and you are still very qualified for this." Wusa smiled softly, and then just when Mo Zhiyu felt that he was about to succeed, he suddenly let go and threw Mo Zhiyu to the ground, and then he said,

"But losers are not qualified to work hard."

Mo Zhiyu was thrown out of a mouthful of blood on the ground, and the blood that was like molten blood spilled on the ground was shocking.

This fall has already caused an internal injury in the body of Mo Zhiyu, and the internal injury is different from the external injury, which cannot be recovered with a strong repair ability, but more needs to be conditioned by the original elemental force.

But Mo Zhiyu just didn't have this time now, he was crawling on the ground, trudging his blood on the ground, and he was trying to crawl in another direction—the place where the Heavenly Sword was inserted.

Wusa looked at Mo Zhiyu's appearance, and stepped on Mo Zhiyu's calf with one foot, and this kick almost shattered Mo Zhiyu's calf bone, making him grin in pain, and the fingers of both hands were deeply cut into the ground.

(End of chapter)