The quicksand in the small secret realm really lived up to its name, and it took the lives of two monks in an instant.

Ma closed his eyes well, not daring to look at the situation below.

But Qian Ming's screams were like a poisonous snake that couldn't slip through his hands, and one after another penetrated into her ears uncontrollably.

The heart-rending voice carried the infectious power of the evil sect, so that those who heard it couldn't help but empathize with his pain, as if the person who was eroded by the quicksand little by little was not Qian Ming, but herself.

Ma Hao's hand holding the "Patriarch Slippers" loosened, and he pulled it out of the storage bag and propped it up on the edge of the wooden bowl, his fingertips pale from blood loss because he was too hard.

Her face was not obvious, but the legs in her robe couldn't help but weaken, if she hadn't held on to the edge tightly, she was afraid that she would have to kneel on the ground immediately like Qian Ming.

Ma Hao took a deep breath and urged himself to calm down.

Whether it's Zhao Hong or Qian Ming, they're just paper people in the book. They are not living people, and the world is not real, just a book......

But the more she admonished herself like this, Zhao Hong's white bones and Qian Ming's screams seemed to be against her, even if she closed her eyes, they still lingered in her mind.

It's all fake......

Ma repeated it like a sigh, but no matter how it was repeated, the scene of Zhao Qian's tragic death was still vivid.

is clearly telling her that they are also flesh and blood living people, and they will also be in pain, cry, and fear......

Ma Hao was hit by an inexplicable sense of panic and guilt.

It may not be the insatiable Chen Jiuzhi who took the lives of Zhao Qian and the others, or the dangerous quicksand...... It's her.

It is her pen that kills and kills, writes about man-eating sand, writes about annoying beasts, and also produces sinister human hearts.

When she wrote "Jade Liquid Elixir", how she did what she wanted, happy fashion would write about how many adventures and how many secret treasures the characters in her pen, and when she was unhappy, she asked everyone to accompany her unhappy.

Before seeing Zhao Hong's death with her own eyes, Ma Haohao could still deceive herself into thinking that everything had nothing to do with her, she was just forced to come to this world, forced to repair the relationship between the male and female protagonists, and forced to complete the task.

But he didn't know that she was the initiator, and she was the source of everything.

……

Ma Hao was stunned, Chen Jiuzhi had already jumped up on Qian Ming's pedal, and came straight towards Ma Hao Hao and Tang Mingqiong, but in the blink of an eye, it would fall into the wooden bowl.

The wooden bowl in the air can only accommodate two people, if Chen Jiuzhi has to squeeze in, with his momentum of jumping into the air, Tang Mingqiong is fine, Ma Haohao will definitely be injured by this momentum.

"Be careful!" Tang Mingqiong saw that Chen Jiuzhi was about to bump into Ma Hao, so he had to remind him loudly.

But Ma Hao didn't seem to hear it, his eyes looked straight at the ground, and he didn't seem to be aware of everything around him.

“……”

The situation was urgent, Tang Mingqiong had no choice but to reach out and drag her to her side, leaving room for Chen Jiuzhi to stand, but because of this, he and Ma Hao were close together.

The fragrance that belonged to the girl alone hit his arms, and Tang Mingqiong's ears were slightly hot.

He wanted to push the person in his arms away from afar, but there was no other way because Chen Jiuzhi was by his side. I had to use my arm stiffly against Ma Hao's back, and I didn't even dare to touch her arm.

……

As soon as Chen Jiuzhifu fell into the bowl, he saw this scene.

Tang Mingqiong held Luo Qingyu in her arms, and the two fit together intimately.

One hugged naturally, and the other lay on the ground obediently, as if they had done this action countless times, and the posture was as ambiguous as it was.

"The surname is Tang, what are you doing?! Let go of the Jade Sister! ”

Chen Jiuzhi was extremely angry, before that, he just wanted to kill Tang Mingqiong and then quickly, but at this time, he had to crush his bones and ashes to relieve his hatred.

He was like a husband wearing a green hat, staring at his wife and adulterer who were "caught and raped in bed", his eyes were split, and he took out his spirit sword and swung it at Tang Mingqiong.

Tang Mingqiong was dedicated to two things, trying to ignore the touch in his arms while resisting Chen Jiuzhi's attack.

On weekdays, even if Chen Jiuzhi's cultivation is helped by demonic energy, he can't pass half a trick under him.

At this time, he was defending very hard, but he sweated in the palm of his hand after dozens of moves.

Chen Jiuzhi thought that Tang Mingqiong was just a wasted person, and he relied on Luo Qingyu's protection to walk in the territory of the little secret, and he could end his cheap life with a sword.

But he didn't want to make dozens of moves, not only did this person see the moves, but he didn't see the slightest panic, but he faintly had a tendency to be irresistible.

How is this possible, how can he not be able to beat a piece of waste?!

It must be Tang Mingqiong who used a trick and deceived some magic weapon from Yumei, so that he would have the strength to fight with him!

Thinking of the magic weapon, Chen Jiuzhi suddenly remembered the spirit banner in his sleeve.

Seeing that Tang Mingqiong dared to despise the jade girl, he forgot about such a treasure in a fit of anger. With the spirit banner in hand, let's see if Tang Mingqiong can be so unflustered!

"Tang Mingqiong, I underestimated you as a waste, but I didn't expect you to have a little bit of effort!"

Chen Jiuzhi pulled out the spirit banner in his sleeve, and his eyes became more and more vicious: "However, keep your three-legged cat's kung fu for Lord Yama to see, today next year will be your death day!" ”

He raised the spirit flag, and the damp ghost qi inside the ghost flag surged out in an instant, and black mist swept towards Tang Mingqiong.

Tang Mingqiong's eyes were slightly cold, if he was still the cautious waste in his previous life, he would definitely die if he faced this soul flag.

It's a pity that the humble and ignorant Tang Mingqiong is long gone.

Now standing in front of Chen Jiuzhi is the Demon Venerable who has been relived for a lifetime.

Tang Mingqiong inserted the spirit sword in his hand back into the scabbard, and as soon as his five fingers flipped over, a ball of demonic energy appeared in his palm.

When the black mist in the soul banner met the demonic qi in his hand, it was actually absorbed by the demonic qi without blowing away, and it all entered Tang Mingqiong's body and turned into a demonic cultivator.

Chen Jiuzhi expected that Tang Mingqiong would be killed by the conjuring flag, but the situation took a turn for the worse.

Tang Mingqiong not only did not die, but stood in front of him well, not hurt by the black fog in the slightest.

"You! What kind of trick have you played again! Chen Jiuzhi was dumbfounded, unable to believe that Tang Mingqiong was unscathed under the attack of the Conjuring Flag.

He instilled spiritual power to urge the soul flag, and unbelievingly attacked Tang Mingqiong with the black mist in the flag.

The surname Tang can escape the self-defense magic weapon given by the jade sister who must rely on it once, no matter how powerful the treasure is, how can it match the spirit flag in his hand?

Tang Mingqiong can hide once, he doesn't believe that he can hide the second and third times!

Chen Jiu was ruthless, mobilizing all the spiritual energy in his body and injecting it into the spirit flag.

The spirit banner was catalyzed by the aura, and the entire flip flashed with black essence light, and the black mist in the banner was endless.

Tang Mingqiong added another demonic qi to his palm, and the demonic qi swirled and inhaled the black mist around his body into his palm one by one.

But his current cultivation is not as good as before, even if the black mist in the soul banner can't hurt Tang Mingqiong, he can't turn it all into his own for a while.

The confrontation between the black fog and the demonic qi caused the entire Xiaomi territory to shake incessantly, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the earth shook the mountains.

Between the two pairs, only a soft "click" was heard.

The wooden bowl carrying the three of them could not withstand the two-phase squeeze of the black mist demonic qi, and a gap was split from the middle, and Shengsheng was split in half.

Suddenly losing support, Tang Mingqiong and Chen Jiuzhi both fell, and Tang Mingqiong only had time to use his demonic qi to protect Ma Haohao, and then fell into the quicksand......

The fine sand wriggled like a liquid, engulfing the three of them in an instant......

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