Young Lord! ”

Ying Thirteen noticed that Yan Jiuchao's face suddenly turned pale, and he stepped over, "Young Master, how are you?" ”

Yan Jiuchao said, "I'm fine." ”

But this was far from the case, not only was his face pale, but even his breath became disordered.

"How so?" Shadow Thirteen was puzzled, just before the young master went to attack the Holy King, although he was blocked by the Witch King, but the Witch King did not resist, and the Saint King had not had time to fight the young master, where did the young master's injuries come from?

Yan Jiuchao covered his painful heart: "I interrupted the Dharma Protector for the Witch King, and I was attacked a little." ”

Shadow Thirteen understood, the young master was the protector of the witch king, and he used his strength, if everything went well, he could take it back step by step, but it was just a moment, the young master in order to stop the loss in time, and he also attacked the holy king at the risk of being counterattacked......

"The Witch King...... King...... King! Kageroku pinched his wrist and said with a solemn expression, "His pulse is very weak!" ”

Not good!

The Witch King is dead, and Zhou Jin will also die!

Shadow Thirteen hurriedly took out a bottle of life-sustaining elixir brought from Sikong's house in the underworld, and threw it to Shadow Liu: "Give it to him!" ”

"How many?" Kageroku catches the vial.

It stands to reason that one is enough, but ...... Shadow Thirteen said: "Let him swallow it!" ”

"Oh." Shadow Six uncorked the bottle, half-hugged the Witch King in, and poured all the pills into his mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth and quickly flowed into his abdomen.

It's true that this is a life-sustaining medicine, but it's not effective for everyone, and then it's up to him to create.

The Holy King enjoyed this feeling of no prohibition very much, she stood on a branch, closed her eyes and took a breath of free air, and looked at Yan Jiuchao in a good mood and said: "For the sake of you also protecting the Dharma for this seat, this seat will not kill you first, and when I clean up those two little things, I will come to ask for your life!" ”

With that, she flicked her sleeves, leaving behind a long line of mad laughter, and disappeared into the endless night.

You don't have to guess to know who the two little things in her mouth are, Zhou Jin is the descendant of her enemy's family, she will kill him no matter what, as for the little saint king, it is a great supplement, she is seriously injured and has just recovered, what can nourish her vitality better than devouring a little saint king?

"You are optimistic about the Witch King!" Yan Jiuchao left this sentence and chased after him with light skills.

"Young master! Young Lord! Shadow Thirteen screamed twice without stopping, looked back at the unconscious Saint King, walked over coldly, and picked up the Witch King.

"Where are you taking him?" Shadow Six asked.

Ying Thirteen said: "Go back to the courtyard of Bao Shenchu, if the Holy King wants to kill the Little Saint King and Zhou Jin, he will definitely go there." The young master had only recovered seven successes, and he was backlashed, and at least two of them were lost......"

"But...... We can't catch up. "Shadow Six understands Shadow Thirteen's desire to help the young master, in fact, he also wants to do so, even if their skills are not deep enough, but if they exchange their lives for the young master at the moment of life and death, they can still let it go.

Shadow Thirteen's eyes fell on the tall horse gnawing grass not far away: "Isn't there still the Witch King's mount?" ”

……

Night.

Chef Bao's courtyard was silent, and everyone fell asleep, unaware that danger was approaching them step by step.

Suddenly, Zhou Jin opened his eyes and sat up!

He lifted the quilt and walked down to the ground, stepped forward and opened the door in a few steps, a powerful soul rakshasa aura came to his face, pressing him almost unable to breathe, he looked vigilantly in the direction of the night sky, and his little hand involuntarily pulled into a fist.

The second person to feel the Soul Rakshasa was Dawa.

Dawa has been staying in the second lady's house every inch for the past few days, and he has not been involved in the matter of protecting the Dharma for the Holy King, but just now, he instinctively sensed a danger.

When he got out of the house, he saw Zhou Jin already standing in the courtyard in thin bedclothes.

He frowned: "Zhou Jin, why did you come out?" ”

"Get in here." Zhou Jin turned back to him and said.

"But you ......" Before Dawa finished speaking, Zhou Jin's eyes lit up, and a powerful magic force struck, knocking Dawa back to the second lady's house.

Zhou Jin's gaze looked over from room to room, sealing all the rooms with magic power.

"Hehehe......"

There was a burst of silver bell-like laughter in the distant sky, which sounded creepy in the silence of the night.

"Good Jin'er, good mother's good Jin'er......"

The bewitching voice slowly sounded in Zhou Jin's ears, Zhou Jin clenched his fists and raised his head calmly.

The holy king in purple clothes slowly descended from the sky, as beautiful as a fairy in the Nine Palaces, and as enchanted as a charm in the mountains, she was a little on tiptoe and landed on the eaves opposite Zhou Jin, she lay down, one leg slightly bent, one hand supported her forehead, and looked at Zhou Jin lazily and elegantly.

"Oh, you are worthy of being the descendant of the Witch King and the Holy King, you have such a strong witch power at a young age, do I kill you, or do I raise you? With your qualifications, it won't take you two years to become a new generation of witch kings, so wouldn't it be more cost-effective for me to keep your magic power for myself?

However, you little thing has a lot of ghost ideas, raising you, I'm afraid that I will raise tigers for trouble, so let's kill it as soon as possible, anyway, the little saint king in it is enough for me to replenish my vitality. ”

"Today, not its dead date!" Zhou Jin looked at her steadily.

"Really?" The Holy King picked up a leaf from the eaves, played with it gently, and then shot out with a whoosh!

I saw that the originally soft leaf suddenly became like a knife blade, and it shot at Zhou Jin sharply, penetrated Zhou Jin's clothes, and nailed Zhou Jin to the begonia tree behind him.

The Holy King hooked his lips and smiled: "Then you can open your eyes and see clearly, how I killed it little by little in front of you!" ”

Zhou Jin Shicai also set a ban on this courtyard, but this prohibition was almost nothing to the Holy King, and the Holy King easily broke through Zhou Jin's magic power with a little fingertips.

Then, the Holy King slapped Yu Wan in the room.

However, just as this palm wind was about to hit Yu Wan, a magic force struck, blocking the Saint King's palm wind.

The Holy King raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Jin, who was pale: "Boy, I underestimated you, you can actually block my palm, you do have some ability, but you can only do that, next, see how you stop me?" ”

After that, she sacrificed a white silk and shot it at Yu Wan, who was sleeping in the house, and Zhou Jin didn't know where to get the strength, so she tore off her clothes, fell to the ground, and knocked the white silk away with her body.

Zhou Jin spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Holy King sat up in shock, she never expected that a nine-year-old child would be able to die like this, wouldn't he be in pain? Isn't he afraid?

This is exactly the same as the Witch King, no wonder it is father and son, they are all stupid!

Zhou Jin wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, stood up little by little, and looked at her with her eyes like torches: "I said, today...... Not its dead date! ”

"Heh, you yourself are mud bodhisattvas across the river, you can't protect yourself, can you care if I kill it or not?" After the Saint King finished with a sneer, he slapped again in the direction of the room.

Not surprisingly, Zhou Jin blocked it again.

Zhou Jin's ribs were broken, blood gushed out in a big gulp, he lay on the ground, supported the blood-stained ground with his hands, and stood up tremblingly.

"Today is not its dead date."

Zhou Jin said stubbornly.

The Saint King narrowed his eyes.

Although the other party was still just a child, for a moment, she felt the will of the sky in him.

A voice flashed in his head: Kill him! While he's not completely strong yet!

"Boy, I'm not going to be soft anymore." Intuition tells the soul rakshasa that she can't let this little scourge grow up, otherwise, her situation will be worrying.

The Saint King's palm was aimed at Zhou Jin.

Zhou Jin didn't dodge.

Of course, he couldn't dodge, the Holy King's coercion was too strong, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

Zhou Jin took one last look in the direction of the room.

He who said that he would protect it, let it come into the world in peace.

He can't die......

No......

No!

However, the palm still fell.

It's just that the imaginary tragedy didn't happen.

"Huh?" The Saint King blinked strangely, and saw that the palm wind that had originally fallen on Zhou Jin stopped at a distance of half an inch from Zhou Jin, as if it was ...... It was as if it was blocked by an invisible force.

How so?

Before the Holy King could figure out why, Zhou Jin's breath suddenly soared, and the Holy King's palm exploded with a bang!

"What's going on?" Yu Wan woke up, she got out of bed, opened the door and walked out, but her heart was shocked by a terrible witch power.

"It can't be!" The Holy King changed color!

I saw that Zhou Jin, who was lying in a pool of blood, slowly stood up, and a dazzling golden color appeared in his eyes.

He...... Breakthrough!

He became the new Witch King!!

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