……

"Bang!"

Another spiritual power impact, the black chain was slammed open, and the figure as light as a feather fluttered, cooperating with the red clothes against the furious Mansion King.

At this moment, I saw him step on the invisible wind, and his body slid out of a hundred meters, and the black chains were wrapped around him, like a poisonous snake that swallowed letters.

Bai Tang came out from behind him and said hurriedly, "Momo, how are you?" Injured? ”

Mo Yu shook his head, his right hand kept drawing talismans in the air for a moment, and with a finger of his left hand, the chain sprang out, and he was supported at the foot of the prison, so that the delicate body that was unstable by Ran Min's fist wind shook by the wind borrowed strength and stood on the wind again.

Mo Yu's figure flickered, and he came to the side of the prison, put his arm on her shoulder, and whispered, "Go!" With a strong hand, he sent her backwards, and at the same time the wrist turned the chain and straightened.

"Dang!"

It just collided with Ran Min's fist smashed again.

"Ran Fujun! Exercise restraint! Mo Yu and Ran Min staggered their bodies and said in a low voice.

Ran Min turned a deaf ear and only smashed down with one punch.

The name of the Angry Mansion King was not called in vain, his eyes were red, and there were monstrous flames in them.

Mo Yu didn't want to be his enemy, and he only made a move to ensure the safety of the prison, but at this moment, he was forced by Ran Min to withdraw.

"She is a woman, the prince of the mansion can ......" The words were broken on the tip of the sword that suddenly appeared in front of his chest, and the pain instantly penetrated from the depths of the spirit fox, and he felt a little cold.

"Momo be careful!"

Bai Tang's voice seemed to be torn, and at the end of the words, the whole person rushed over from a hundred meters away.

Mo Yu's breath was sluggish, and he quickly reached out with his left hand to clasp the wrist of the person behind him, and his right hand was still holding the chain, resisting Ran Min's attack.

"Get out of here!" Bai Tang's face was pale, he had never felt that a hundred meters was so long, and he couldn't reach the soul that fell from the sky when he stretched out his hand desperately.

The sword that stabbed the person in the chest from behind was stained with colorless blood, and the beautiful and white hand was sent into the chest, and a beautiful face poked out from behind him expressionlessly, even if the hair was messy, it was difficult to hide a beautiful face.

Mo Yu didn't catch the slender wrist, and the chain was struck down by Ran Min from the Nine Heavens.

The prison didn't look at the fluttering soul, and rushed towards Ran Min in front of her.

"Momo!" Bai Tang finally took Mo Yu's soul, which was as light as nothing, in his hand, "You're okay, aren't you?" Momo, you talk to me, you say. ”

Mo Yu's eyes were pure black, pure as a night without stars, he was calm, and there was no hysteria of betrayal, and he said, "I'm fine." ”

Bai Tang hugged him with all his might, covering the little spreading sword wound on his chest with his hand, and the various life-saving talismans in his mind turned desperately, "There is a way, Momo, there must be a way!" ”

Mo Yu slowed down, sat up from the ground, looked at the Nine Heavens Prison that was still losing and retreating, there was no wave in his eyes, and said, "This is also very good. ”

It's also good to die at the hands of Princess Xudu and scatter his soul, but there is one person, and he can't rest assured.

Bai Tang bit himself hard, the pain on the tip of his tongue made his body tremble, but his heart miraculously calmed down, his hands were still trembling, and the broken light in his eyes reunited little by little.

He said, "There is a way! Ink ink! You, don't be afraid, I'll definitely be able to think of a way. ”

Mo Yu's cold and hard face softened for a moment, he looked at Bai Tang, and moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but after all, it was just

raised his hand, knocked on his head, and said: "This is the case, I will go to the yang world immediately, you find He Wei, and let him send you to the world." ”

Coming and going, there are always more passers-by than friends, and the people he can entrust with that matter, counting it around, there are only two of them, He Wei and Bai Tang.

But one of them was newly married, and the other was still alive, and neither of them should be burdened by his affairs, and in the end, he quietly slipped down his throat.

In this life, he will not be able to live with that person after all.

Bai Tang's lips trembled a little, but there was a cold and hard light in his eyes, he looked at Mo Yu and said, "Mo Shen, you sleep first, wait for you to wake up, and see me avenge you!" ”

The sword of the prison pierced his heart, and unexpectedly, silently, pierced the person who saved her life.

Mo Yu rarely showed a gentle and tranquil smile, as beautiful as the most magnificent dream, he said: "Nonsense. ”

"Just let me talk nonsense, ha, you've scattered enough, I'm going to put you away!"

Bai Tang bent his eyes and smiled, and there was a bit of determination in his smile. "What we're best at is soul magic, and if we don't get to ourselves, this idea won't hurt."

That's different, it's different, it's different, it's different.

Princess Xudu's Sushui Sword was born to tear apart the Yin Soul, just like the weapons of the princes of various prefectures, they are all forged bonuses for Yin Souls from all walks of life.

Through the body, it should be so.

Mo Yu wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't open his mouth again.

Bai Tang carefully sealed Mo Yu's soul body in his body, and then looked up at the sky.

It was so dazzling, he thought, that red was so bright that it hurt to the eyeballs, and he had never felt red so annoying.

The darkness in his heart surged up like a tide, holding the long sword condensed by his innate yin qi in his hand, and his body suddenly dissipated in the yin qi in the sky.

“…… I want to eat it......" A slightly distressed voice sounded quietly, but the person who should have heard it didn't hear it.

The voice dissipated in the middle of nowhere, as if it had never been heard.

……

"Uh......" The pain that was suppressed in his throat groaned still leaked a little bit.

The woman in the white fairy dress covered her chest, gasping for breath like a fish caught ashore, and her body was arched like a shrimp.

Agatha swooped in through the door, and circled around Yu Chirong anxiously, but she never knew what was wrong with her.

It let out a short, sharp cry, and stretched out its claws to push Chi Rong's body.

The soul was already weak, and its furry claws passed through the body at once, and Agatha was in a hurry, and her fluffy tail stood up.

Yu Chirong's face was snow-white, and her exposed fingers were almost transparent, but they were curled up and trembling vigorously, as if she was about to grasp something, and her spasms seemed to be curled up.

Her chest was about to crack, and white light was shining through her chest as if her soul was overflowing.

Agatha rushed into the bedroom, bit a bag with her teeth, and dragged the bag to Yu Chirong.

The petite woman didn't look up, but she felt a weight in her hand, and the bag was already in the palm of her hand.

The white fingers clenched the bag hard, and a serene power immediately reached her body through the thin fabric of the bag.

It was the talisman that her senior brother gave her, she hated the soil, she had never used it, but she didn't want to, today's "solid" character that seemed to be written by hand pulled her back from the brink of collapse.

"Who is it?"

A low, deep voice

From Wei Chirong's mouth, she curled up on the ground like that, her shoulders trembling slightly, "Who hurt him?" ”

Who had hit him so badly?

Yu Chirong was angry, she never thought that there were such unfriendly people now!

The woman who was still wearing the ball head suddenly stood up from the ground, the smile on her face was gone, and even the strength that was usually lazy to the bones dissipated, and with a gesture, the mobile phone that was left on the TV table to charge flew into her palm.

Agatha obediently squatted in place, watching the dead ghost of her master, who had not moved for ten days, still murderous, and pressed it a few times on her mobile phone, and there was a busy sound from inside.

Yu Chirong patted her forehead, thinking that she was really confused, Mo Yu was so seriously injured, how could she still answer the phone?!

took a deep breath and dialed Bai Tang's phone, which was answered quickly.

"Bai Tang, where are you? Who hurt my little ink?! Say! ”

After a long time, a weak voice came from there, saying: "Shang, Shangcha, my family is not here, he, he went with Mo Da, went to hell!" ”

"Smack!"

The phone was hung up, and Yu Jiu, who received the call, reacted for two seconds, and the trembling feeling that was shocked by the ghost cha subsided, and then there was another scream: "Wang Wu, Wang Wu!" Oh no, Moda is injured! Wei Chirong has come to check the post! It's over, it's over! ”

Wang Wu leisurely mopped the floor, and when he heard that, his face first tightened, and then he relaxed, and corrected: "Wrong, it's okay!" Even if something happened before, it will be fine now," he said and shook his head and sighed, "If you don't say that men are harmful, won't the female ghost give him a head?" That's a powerful one, she's out of the horse, who would dare to embarrass Mo Da? ”

Yu Jiu was originally very anxious, but when she said this, she felt that it made sense, so she continued to play the game with a relaxed mind.

Yu Chirong didn't dare to rest assured, if she was in the world, she could still figure it out, but in hell, she couldn't figure it out.

Hell, her home base, how could anyone dare to slap her in the face like this? Is it too long?

Mo Yu's face, that is not a cat or dog with no name or surname, that is the person she openly sent the black mandala, that is her person!

The hell network is so developed, it is impossible for anyone not to know about this matter, even if it is for her face, no one should dare to touch him!

But it's in hell.

Yu Chirong touched Agatha's fur, little by little from head to tail, and again and again, with a grim light floating in her eyes, like an enraged scorpion, which had quietly raised its poisonous tail needle.

"Who do you say, Agatha? Who is it? ”

Agatha was held in her arms, and she didn't dare to make a fuss at all, even if she felt that she had been bald, she didn't dare to move.

Yu Chirong is walking on the road of light full of bright red flowers on the other side at the moment, and the white fairy skirt draws a graceful arc in the air.

Her eyes were full of anxiety, she couldn't see the way forward, and there was only anger in her eyes.

"If I hadn't tricked him into making a pact, he would have died in a corner I can't see, Agatha."

Dealing with Huang Chongsu's matter before, Mo Yu said that he would give her a birthday gift, and at that time she thought of this wonderful birthday gift, and she wanted to connect with his immortal soul.

But he was a dull person who made people love and hate, and he would never want to sign such a contract with her, so she told him in advance, saying that it was a damage transfer contract, which could transfer all the damage she suffered to him.