"Xiao Jiu'er."

"That's all you can do?"

"You think you can kill me with just that little skill? It's too whimsical. ”

Chixiao and Jiuzhang were indeed a little unbearable at this time, but the fire that burned a mountain didn't seem to even burn the "fake body" of the Dog Emperor.

The debris flying in the sky suddenly stopped, dragging black exhaust fumes towards them.

Chixiao was so tired that he didn't want to move, so he resisted with a sword.

He suddenly felt that the tactics used by this dog emperor were actually similar to Su Xuedi's lock spell, and what really supported him was probably the huge body formed by spiritual power.

Jiuzhang didn't know when he came to him, his arm fell behind him, and he held him weakly.

I don't usually feel much about this action, but in battle, it feels completely different.

For the first time, Chi Xiao enjoyed the feeling of being protected in the war, although he was very disgusted at first for the perception that Jiuzhang's divine sword had become a greenhouse flower, but at this time, when he was really protected, he realized how comfortable it was to be treated as a greenhouse flower.

In the past, he was a sword, charging into battle, overcoming thorns and thorns, people blocking and killing, Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, and he was always the one closest to death.

After all, the sword is a weapon, and whose weapon is protected in the arms.

However, a moment of comfort is enough.

Chixiao grabbed Jiuzhang's wrist.

"It has to be like a way."

Jiuzhang didn't hear what he said clearly, and when Chixiao's hot hand stretched out, his heart jumped.

"Impossible."

"I haven't even said anything, you're just."

"Absolutely impossible."

Jiuzhang looked at him coldly, and said in his heart, he didn't know the little Jiujiu in Chixiao's heart.

Not to mention, he really guessed correctly, and besides that, Chixiao really had no other way.

As a sword, it was originally his job, but maybe he was not skilled in business last time, and he got rid of it, leaving a psychological shadow on his master.

"Hey"

"It's not negotiable."

There is an impasse.

The prince carried a little gray wolf and stood on the treetops that had been burned to the ground, and he pinched an isolation barrier in his hand to save himself and the little wolf beside him from the battlefield.

"I gave him a chance, but I didn't expect him to rush to death."

When he found out that his father was also hiding his strength, he decided that this plan should not be carried out.

But Jiuzhang was determined to hit the south wall.

The pregnancy prayer was the result of Jiuzhang's threat to Concubine Hui, but what he didn't expect was that this little girl could also smell the smell of conspiracy, but she was quite smart.

Ash waved her claws, but the claws on her neck were like they were made of iron, and she couldn't move no matter how hard she struggled.

"You let go of me! Let me save my mother, this is my last chance! ”

The prince glanced down at her, and decided to retract what he had said before, she was really stupid and hopeless.

"Look at it, Jiuzhang has no way to take him, what kind of urn to catch turtles, father and king, he is simply calculating, deliberately fishing him for the bait, who is the person who leads the king into the urn?"

What he said was incomprehensible, she just wanted to save her mother, whether her mother was pregnant with a bad child or not, he just wanted her mother to live.

"You let go of me!"

She swayed down, and finally swayed, wrapped her arms around the prince's arm, and bit him the neck.

The prince didn't take her little tender teeth in his eyes, but he didn't expect his body to be paralyzed for a short time.