There was also warm blood, which brought the comfrey back to its senses.

The fishy smell from the tip of her nose and the viscosity on her face made Comfrey stunned for a moment, she pushed it gently, and her huge body fell to the side, and it landed with a "boom", making a huge noise!

Its eyes were still open, but its eyes were blank, its pupils were not focused, and it lay motionless on the ground.

On its back, two blood-red arrows were disappearing.

Comfrey raised her head, and two people flew down in the air.

The black-clothed Yuanming, and the red-clothed man holding the god-killing bow are picturesque.

The eyes of the purple grass fell on the bow that was as black as ink, and he immediately understood who came out of those two arrows.

How could they break through the illusion of the Dream Weaver so quickly.

Yuan Ming looked at the embarrassed comfrey and giggled, "Cosam, Emperor Tianli, he abandoned you!" ”

"No, he didn't!" Comfrey subconsciously retorted, "It's Ye Qinglan, it's her cheap. Person. ”

Yuan Ming took out a handkerchief from his waist, bent down and handed it to the comfrey, very satisfied with her reaction, "If I hadn't saved you, you would have been killed by her!" ”

Zicao hatefully pulled the hand towel and wiped the blood stains on her face, she smiled, "God favors me, I will not die, and the next day will be Ye Qinglan's death." ”

She stood up, tore the handkerchief to shreds, and her gaze became more and more fierce, "I'm going to kill her, and even the little in her stomach. Seed. ”

God's child, she doesn't deserve it!

Yuan Ming clapped his hands and laughed, "Okay, it's really good." Comfrey follow me, I can help you kill her. He paused, and then said "Let her, ashes, fly, smoke, extinguish!" ”

Mo Ruhua was indifferent to the side, and the conversation between the two of them only glanced slightly, without any more expressions!

Her hand holding the God-Slaying Bow loosened and tightened a little!

"Purple, comfrey!" Bai Zhu on the stone tablet woke up, and he happened to hear these words, and looked at the purple grass in disbelief!

"How can you want to kill Madame!"

Comfrey turned her head and looked at him amusedly, "Madame?" Ye Qinglan, what kind of lady is she? Moreover, I've wanted to kill her for a long time! ”

She laughed as if she was laughing at herself, "I really regret that I informed the Divine Venerable in Guangxuan Kingdom that I saved her!" I knew that she would snatch the Divine Venerable, I really should have let her be captured by Yuanming and tortured to death. ”

Bai Zhu's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it, the comfrey in front of him was really the one he knew!

Yuan Ming Ysen's smile hung on his face, and he reached out and took the god-killing bow in Mo Ruhua's hand, "Zicao, he is Emperor Tianli's person, and he is loyal to him!" ”

Zicao glanced at it, and a long sword condensed in her hand, and before she could move her steps, she was blocked by the god-killing bow.

"Don't forget, Emperor Tianli can summon spirits." Yuan Ming handed over the god-killing bow, "Although the god-killing bow has not been completely refined, it is more than enough to let a small Baizhu spirit fly away!" ”

Zicao's eyes trembled as she looked at the god-killing bow, she gritted her teeth, Yuan Ming was right!

Her gaze was a little colder, and she took the god-killing bow in her hand, and as soon as her fingertips touched the bowstring, she was burned by a scorching breath.

Comfrey turned pale and sank, "What's going on!" ”

Yuan Ming suddenly thought of something, "I suddenly forgot, you still have immortal qi in your body, and you can't use the god-killing bow!" ”

He handed the bow back into the ink in his hand, "This kind of thing, everyone is the same!" ”

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