Huang Mo went out to learn from his senior brother to open the enchantment in a good way, while trying to recall what knowledge she learned when she was in Master and Shushan, what could she save from her current tricky state? She simply became a live horse doctor for a dead horse, and as soon as she flicked her sleeves, it was a string of spells.

"Oh, it doesn't look like it's just crying." Jiuying said cool words in his ear again at the right time.

"If you're so idle, come and help me!" Huang Mo almost said the wrong spell in a panic, and temporarily divided the undead into a line, but Jiu Ying looked like he was concerned with me: "Since he said that he wanted to hand it over to you, let me see your strength, right?" ”

Why do you want to get involved with Master at this time?!

Huang Mo complained bitterly, if only he hadn't shouted out and asked him to help, could the personal grievances between you not hurt other people?!

She had only had the audacity to think about it.

But soon, Jiuying seemed to see through the small theater jumping in her heart, and said calmly: "Just hold on a little longer." ”

Huang Mo was hysterical, and almost lost his strength and popped out a few words from between his teeth: "I'm working hard!" ”

She seemed to feel unprecedented pressure, but generally speaking, the pressure was to be turned into motivation, if there were not thousands of undead spirits in front of her, wouldn't Master's expectations and pressure on her be a little too great?

Jiuying said again: "Just let it go." ”

Although this sentence is not a comfort, but it also gave her great comfort when she shook herself, Huang Mo felt that this person now finally knew a little bit of the mood to think about others, it was really complicated, but she really couldn't hold it anymore: "Jiuyingda, can you not drink tea on my shoulder?" Nervous me! ”

Huang Mo's roar finally erupted when the crisis was forced to the front of her, and at the same time, at the moment when she was about to collapse, Huang Mo seemed to hear the sound of Jin Ge's iron horse, the fierce sword and scream rippled in his ears, she seemed to see the hot and beautiful large clouds embellished in the sunset, and the snow mist was frosty and colorful, the heroic and upright figure stepped through the hellfire, the broken snowflakes were embellished on the silver spear, and the red tassels surged in the cold wind.

Everything became like a fantasy, and on the endless snowfield, she saw the ghosts struggling in the snow and ice, their bodies burning with white flames, like the waves that had been shattered by the rolling waves of the sea.

The icy temperature was spreading everywhere as far as her eyes could see, and the cold flames burned her eyes, but Huang Mo had to stare at this miserable prison in the world, she felt that her throat was also frozen in ice, and it was another indisputable fact that it was cold and hard poured into her throat: this was her soul fire, it was her broken soul that turned this place into this.

The screams of pain and pain, the limbs that kept writhing on the scorched earth, she seemed to be able to smell the rich smell of blood, in her tongue

The tip gradually spreads downward.

Huang Mo's chest suddenly swelled with a violent feeling of vomiting, she turned around uncontrollably, and petals gushed out of her throat, this time it was completely different from before, she only spit out a few petals before, but this time she spit out a complete flower bud, which fell to the ground and immediately sank into the ground, but the flower bud was stretched outward.

Layers of stamens, cold fragrance exudes from the freezing snow on cold days, and they are all white plums.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiuying's voice came from her ears, Huang Mo was frightened, turned his head to look to the side, but saw that it was not Jiuying sitting on his shoulder, but a dark stone, not even half angry, Huang Mo was immediately startled, and shouted uncertainly: "Jiuying? ”

"Huh?" Huang Mo heard a cold voice coming out of the crack in the stone, which was extremely iconic as the ninth infant.

Huang Mo was so frightened that she forgot all about the plum blossoms, Jiuyingda's hobby was still very different, but she still tried her best to show that she had seen the world calmly: "You, what are you doing with stone?" ”

After a short and strange pause, Jiuying's voice became low: "What did you say?"...... ”

Huang Mo repeated as much as he could: "Great, of course you can become anything, I just ask, see if you are comfortable on my shoulder?" ”

"......" Jiuying actually paused again, Huang Mo touched his nose and thought that he didn't seem to say anything, but after the white plum blossoms under his feet were all blooming, the white flames that were still burning seemed to have been inspired by something, and all of them gathered in the stamens like a whirlwind, and the white plum blossoms floated up, and several plum blossoms swirled around him, and suddenly burned.

Huang Mo is now completely behind the mind of joking with Jiuying, and now this is the true meaning of this strange petal that comes from nowhere, she feels very wrong since she spit out the flowers, after thinking about it, if she is fed something that she can't resist, it is when she endures bloodthirsty desire and is in pain, she was drugged by Mu Ruo, and only this is forced to be poured in, in a way that makes her very angry, but it can be regarded as saving her, But she never expected that there would be another thing between this drug.

That hateful fellow! Just let yourself spit flowers all the way, the scene he is facing now is his ultimate goal, right? This person gave her some kind of ecstasy at that time, so that she let down her guard as soon as she saw this person, this inexplicable trust, as if rooted in her heart, she would take off her guard against him from the bottom of her heart, and now what he is doing is not worthy of her trust at all.

Tuhua didn't feel comfortable, Huang Mo frowned, and after thinking about it, he decided to list this person as a first-class alert object.

And the flower that was born from her womb was not hostile at the moment, but only burning, and then several petals were all gathered in one place

, condensed into a mass of white flames that burned quietly in front of her, they were so energetic, Huang Mo felt her heart pounding, and even with the flames, this feeling was like finding a home, this was her soul, and the soul cocoon was the same.

Huang Mo was irrepressibly attracted, and the flames were also moving closer to her, is this the reason for the connection between souls and spirits? Every time she took a step closer, she felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat, which was a bit incredible, but what would the moment the soul return bring her?

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