Looking back, looking at the dead boy, his heart couldn't help twitching slightly, Gujing Wubo's heart, it was inevitable that it would be painful, the bloodline was good, but like other monks, it was difficult to inherit and strengthen the bloodline, every one less was the extinction of hope, and each more one, there would be more opportunities in the future, if he could, he would rather replace these children, but not today.

Looking at the boy who was divided into two groups of six realms, he was secretly ruthless in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "You don't have to be nervous, this child's blood may not be pure, its blood is too thin, and its soul is too weak. "

But a few children were obviously frightened, although the old man in the cloth was repeatedly reassured, but apparently the sudden change of events cast a cloud on their hearts that could not be dispersed.

Seeing that the child was still indifferent, the old man in the cloth looked a little cold, and the opportunity was fleeting, how much did the ancestors pay for the countless years they had been stationed here? "

What the old man in the cloak was referring to was a child with a slightly dark complexion, short hair and a round face who seemed to have a sturdy body, but the instinctive fear made him confused, obviously his mind did not belong, but he was ignorant, it did not mean that other children were stupid. Prince Xia, who was regarded as a backer by several people behind him, suddenly had a cold look in his eyes and stretched out his hand behind him.

"Ahh

"No, I don't want to die, I don't want to be bloodied. The voice was terrible and miserable, as if it had fallen into the mouth of a tiger.

"Prince Yan, save me, save me, I'm your courtier, it's ......"

was shouted for help It was Yan'er, the prince of the Xia Dynasty, whose immature face suddenly changed color, don't look at him pampered, but as a royal descendant, he understands the number of ways to protect the car, for fear that the seemingly kind, but absolutely terrifying old man in the cloth will let himself be sent to death.

"Hmph, you idiot, let you go first, just to give you a chance, and you don't honestly cooperate with your ancestors. After speaking, he didn't forget to show a flattering smile to the old man in the cloth.

How could the old man in the cloth have the strength to listen to the heart-to-heart fight between them, stretched out his hand, and snorted coldly, "Come here." "

The boy was like a marionette, and he was caught in front of him by the old man in the cloth, and grabbed the little guy's shoulder, and suddenly a spiritual power directly imprisoned the boy, his eyes were wide open, except for breathing, there was only a bunch of round eyes, like a dead fish.

The old man in the cloth looked dissatisfied, his fingertips flashed slightly, and a spiritual light crossed the eyebrows of the boy who was about to faint, this wisp of spiritual light, like silk, like a thread, flashed a wisp of gray in the cyan, and the blood color suddenly appeared, and the wisp of gray suddenly rushed out like a poisonous snake, and without hesitation, a figure was dragged out of the blood.

A weak soul shadow that was exactly the same as the child, but extremely illusory, and let out a terrible scream, the old man's fingertips flashed rapidly, with bloodshots, with dying struggles, wrapped and entangled by countless mysterious and dense seals, and finally could only become a bait hanging on the fishing rod in a demented manner.

After completing all this, the old man in the cloth raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat from the sideburns on his forehead, let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the boy who was also stupid and stupid, and fainted to the ground, sighed, shook his hand and threw out a talisman, so that the boy was surrounded by a layer of spiritual light. This is an extra protection that the old man has done to the boy because of his previous failures, but I am afraid that only he understands in his heart that the meaning of this protection and comfort is definitely greater than its effect.

Bai Li fell back on Zhou Hao's shoulder, still dancing with his teeth and claws, obviously very annoyed that he couldn't completely destroy the weird silk thread, "Dare to grab food from this princess, it's really looking for death, hiss, yaya's phew." "

Zhou Hao's expression was vigilant, this silk thread came extremely abruptly, not to mention Bai Li, it was discovered by talent, and he was different, as powerful as his divine soul, he had never noticed anything unusual beforehand, this kind of thing had never happened.

And the other party actually relied on a silk thread to separate the space, and even ignore the formation, to hunt the ghosts and resentful spirits, and more importantly, that feeling, the crisis of the soul leaving the body, made people feel like they were on the verge of life and death. What kind of magical power is this, or rather, there is a treasure in the other party's hand that can hang the ghosts and resentful spirits, what kind of anti-heaven thing should this be? Zhou Hao didn't dare to imagine.

"Brother, you must catch that guy when you turn around, hum! Dare to snatch Li'er's things, I want to scratch his face. "

Zhou Hao's subordinates were dissatisfied, and said with a smile: "Li'er, don't worry, it's okay!"

Bai Li wagged his little tail indifferently, and said proudly: "Brother, don't worry, Li Er's magical powers are very powerful, just too suddenly, next time, I will definitely pull the broken line." "

"Don't, Li'er, have you thought about it, we'll break out of the formation later, in case we get out, there is that strange person on the other side, let's have a grudge with each other now, in case the other party blocks the outside, won't we be trapped here?"

Zhou Hao instantly thought of countless possibilities, this big array was based on what he had seen before, plus the confrontation with Xu Wudao who was taken away, this array was obviously extremely ancient, and Xu Wudao and Yun Lei did not find anything wrong before leaving, so it was certain that this formation was still stable and unhindered, but there was an abnormality here.

Then there is only one possibility, outside of this formation, there may be monks and strange people occupying. In other words, Xu Wudao didn't know that something had happened in the outside world, either the one who had taken Xu Wudao away and hid something, if so, he had to prepare as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible to prevent changes.

And the ghosts and resentments in the outside world are so important to Bai Li, he can't bear it, so he stops and misses the opportunity in vain. Therefore, there can be no more accidents for the time being, especially when you don't know the outside world, you can't act rashly, an accident, the other party may only think that it is an accident, but if the weird silk thread is damaged, beyond its psychological expectations, and then there is a defense, then I am afraid that I and Bai Li will really have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

Bai Li tilted his little head, his dark eyes blinked for a long time, and then he said dissatisfiedly, but brother, what if he grabbed something again!

Bai Li's worries are not unreasonable, but Zhou Hao doesn't care about these, you know, any monk, doing something, even if it is a risk, will do what he can, and the other party is obviously well prepared, especially the silk thread that looks like gold is not gold, like brocade is not brocade, and when it is entangled and bound by the ghost fire, the silk thread, the miserable and miserable soul.

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