How can an ant on the ground be related to the dragon that roams for nine days?

But there are too many coincidences in this world, is it accidental or inevitable? Even if you rack your brains to think about it, you can't know.

Moreover, she had no chance to know now, because the ghost servant had already pounced, and an ugly mouth was enlarged in front of her eyes, and the oncoming fishy smell was almost disgusting.

A wry smile flashed at the corner of the shy flower's mouth, she was about to drive Yuan Ying away from her body, but she soon looked stunned, because she found that behind this ghost servant, someone actually quietly followed.

The person he saw behind the ghost servant was Mo Wentian, who had quietly touched it, and at this time he had already taken out the Flower Picking Holy Mirror in his hand, but cold sweat overflowed on his forehead, and he didn't know if he could kill this ghost servant with one blow, after all, the ghost servant with the strength of the third-order ghost king was equivalent to the peak of the early Yuan Infant powerhouse.

Although the ghost servant is already seriously injured and disabled, and his strength is afraid that he has fallen above the Yuan Infant, it is also difficult to deal with, if he can't kill with a spirit weapon, I'm afraid that he may explain it here.

When I saw this scene, I suddenly laughed, she laughed like a flower blooming, indescribably beautiful and moving, there is an idiom called smiling like a flower, which is to describe her smile.

"Laugh...... What are you laughing at? ”

The ghost servant couldn't help but be stunned, but it didn't speak, it was the ghost king who controlled it that spoke, and it was strange at this time.

"Laugh, your time of death is near!"

But the words of the shy flower prince made the demon demon king completely confused, as long as he got the girl's yuan baby. The strength of the ghost servant is fully restored, and he is more sure of his own rebirth.

"Dead? What does this mean? ”

However, as soon as the voice of the Demon True King fell, immediately behind the ghost servant, there was an angry roar, like a thunderous explosion on the ground, and it trembled.

"Die!"

Mo Wentian had already used the mana all over his body, and the figure of the ghost servant appeared in the Flower Picking Holy Mirror, and he grabbed it by the neck with one hand.

"Whew!"

An angry roar came out of the ghost servant's mouth, but he didn't expect someone to sneak attack behind him. Immediately turned his head away. Mo Wentian's five fingers fell like iron claws, tearing off most of its head.

"Ahh

The ghost servant let out a terrible scream, but his appearance became even more hideous, he was already seriously injured and disabled. In terms of mental response, it is not as good as usual. Otherwise, he would not have been attacked by Mo Wentian.

There is no one-hit kill. Mo Wentian's face changed, and it seemed that the invincible spirit weapon might not be able to pose a fatal threat to the true king.

At this time, half of the head of this ghost servant was torn off by the Flower Picking Holy Mirror. But it didn't die immediately, and the black and yellow brains gushed out, making it look even more terrifying.

In the case of injury, it instinctively slapped out its left palm, but the ghost king's death-defying fight, how fast was the attack speed?

Mo Wentian couldn't react at all, so he was slapped upside down and flew away, only to feel that his blood was tumbling all over his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air.

"Good boy, there is actually a spiritual weapon, just cheap True King!"

The only hand of the ghost servant swelled up, like the claws of a giant hand, grabbing towards Mo Wentian's brain, it was not afraid of pain, but it was controlled by the Yuan Ying of the Demon Demon True King, but it was also unable to help itself.

Don't ask the sky, where dare to hesitate? Knowing that he was caught by the big hand of the ghost servant, he was afraid that he would die in an instant, so he immediately didn't care about anything else, and took out the Danqing Holy Pen with a pouch, urging all the mana of the dantian, and writing a few strokes in the void.

These simple strokes are silver hook iron paintings, each stroke is like a blade, writing a blood-red 'kill' word, and the last light point, this word is sharp, murderous.

"Ahh Another artifact? That's impossible? ”

The ghost servant stared at the only eyeball with an incredulous look, but at this moment, its whole body was suppressed by the word 'kill', and it was immediately torn apart by the killing, becoming a few pieces of corpses.

"Dead?"

Mo Wentian had some doubts in his heart, but before he could think about it, a shadow like a fist like a baby suddenly flew out of the split corpse of the ghost servant, opened his mouth and spat out a flame towards him, like a sharp arrow.

This is the infant fire of the Yuan Infant True King? Mo Wentian's hair stood on end, if it was in normal times, he could still deal with it, but now that the oil is really exhausted, he is powerless to resist it, if he is burned to the flesh by this infant fire, he is afraid that he will lose his skin if he does not die.

However, at this time, the shy duke didn't know where the power came from? Suddenly, he rushed forward, and his left hand slapped out a palm lightly, and there were dazzling flowers in the void, which seemed to give birth to countless flowers, containing inexplicable power.

This palm contains magical powers, and the baby fire swayed for a while, and it actually deviated from the outside, and fell into the lake in the distance, and the endless lake water was completely evaporated, which shows its power.

"This trick is really a good trick!"

After the Demon Demon King spit out the infant fire, he was also seriously injured, and he had already exhausted his means, although he coveted Mo Wentian's spiritual weapons, but it was only in vain to stay here, he could only find a way to escape, and after he was reborn, it was not too late to recapture the two spiritual weapons.

"Boy, the old man knows that you are from Zheng Guo Bishan, what is the head of Wuji Gate? This time, the old man capsized in the gutter, but he had his own time to learn again. ”

Before the voice fell, the primordial infant of the Demon Demon True King flew away, and by the time he finished the last word, it had disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the direction in which the Devil True King Yuanying fled, Mo Wentian only felt that it was a pity, this person had already recognized his identity? If he is allowed to be reborn, it will be a real trouble in the future.

"Boy, how are your injuries?"

The voice of the embarrassed flower man was a little weak, and his face was generally pale, obviously hurting the Yuan Shen, but in her instinct, she had a strange concern for this young man.

Until now, she felt as if she was in a dream, almost hopeless to survive a moment ago, and the person she thought of in a trance did not expect to suddenly appear in front of her, and save her life.

There are no coincidences in the world, fate is uncertain, at this moment, she is almost certain that this Jindan sect master of the small vassal kingdom is definitely inextricably linked with her.

Mo Wentian's injuries were very serious, he didn't have time to pay attention to the shame of the man, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to use the best spirit stone to restore the mana of the fù dantian, but fortunately, he was just exhausted, as long as he found a way to recover the mana.

But the shameful flower is different, the original god who was attacked by the ghost demon true king was injured, and the injury was aggravated in order to save Mo Wentian, at this time she could only sit on the ground, take some elixir to find a way to suppress the injury, and if she wanted to completely heal the wound of the original god, it was impossible to do it for a few years.

Time passed gradually, and in the blink of an eye, it was night, and the biting cold wind swept across his cheeks, making Mo Wentian can't help but open his eyes, the mana of the dantian is restored, and there should be no problem in hurrying.

He released his divine sense to look inward, and found that two ribs had been broken, which was the result of a slap from the ghost servant, but fortunately, it only made a hasty move, and did not lift all its strength, and now although the pain was extremely high, there was no fatal injury.

I couldn't stay here for a long time, Mo Wentian endured the pain in his ribs, staggered to the ground, and couldn't help but glance at the shy man next to him, who was still in his mind.

On the white snow, the shy flower man sat cross-legged silently, in the moonlight, graceful and outstanding figure, wrapped in a green robe, lined with the delicate cheeks, like a blooming flower among the green leaves, it is really worthy of being called a shameful duke, this person sees the appearance of pity, even if the flower sees it, it will be ashamed to fall.

Unexpectedly, just as he stared at the past, the shy duke seemed to have sensed it, the eyelashes on his cheeks moved slightly, and a pair of bright eyes opened, and the world in front of him seemed to be completely lit up.

"Boy!"

The slightly pale cheeks of the shy flower man bloomed like flowers, and said with a smile: "This time, I want to thank you for saving your life!" ”

"Not really!"

Mo Wentian waved his hand slightly, but said: "Shame duke, if you hadn't made a move, I was afraid that I would have been burned to death by the baby fire, so I don't have to care." ”

After saying this, Mo Wentian only felt a little strange, in the past, he was worried that Huaibi was guilty, for fear that the matter of having two spiritual weapons would be exposed, and he had always been secretive, but in front of this Yuanying True King, there was no such scruple at all.

"Boy, you don't have to worry!"

At this time, the shy duke seemed to see through his thoughts, and said in a silver bell-like voice and said, "What kind of treasure have I not seen?" Those two spiritual weapons of yours are great treasures in the Border Desolate Spirit Domain, but they are nothing in the Xuanhuang Continent, and I don't look at them in my eyes. ”

"Shame Gong, you are the dignified Yuanying True King, and my own subtle tricks are naturally out of sight."

Mo Wentian was not worried, naturally his expression was calm, but he continued: "You are an envoy from the Great Chu Kingdom, but this place is too far away from the Wanzi Spirit Domain, I don't know how many heavenly moats and evil rivers you have to cross, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to go back with your injuries, I don't know what to do?" ”

"Yes, with my current injury, if I want to return to the Great Chu Kingdom smoothly, I'm afraid it's a little impossible."

The shy flower man nodded slightly, but suddenly his eyes flowed, and he looked at Mo Wentian and said with a smile: "Boy, since you saved my life, it is better to send the Buddha to the west and escort me all the way back to the Great Chu Kingdom!" ”

Mo Wentian couldn't help but look stunned, he didn't expect to save someone's life, but instead he caused a trouble, the Great Qin King City was more than 100,000 miles away from the Wanzi Spirit Domain, or hundreds of thousands of miles, even with the footsteps of Jindan Zhenjun, there was no ten days and a half months at all.

And more importantly, now that the army of the Di Kingdom is in Ningzhou, and the Earth Finger City is already in danger, he is eager to rush to the country immediately, and it is impossible to escort this shameful man to the Great Chu Kingdom of the Ten Thousand Purple Spirit Domain. (To be continued......)