Ji Jiufang stubbornly clamped away.

Even he knew that this time he imprisoned Liluo in his arms, and the purpose and method were very different from the previous times: in his heart, the desire to drag Liluo to die together became stronger.

He restrained her, in fact, trying to strangle her to death.

It's just that his consciousness is completely awake.

The sanity of the whole existence is trying to fight fiercely against the desire to kill that boils deep in the blood.

The threat of death that Liluo felt was not how hard Ji Jiufang's actions were, but the gloomy resentment in the forbidden land suddenly intensified, and at the same time, the despair in her heart became more obvious.

My heart hurts a little, and I feel reluctant to give up inexplicably.

The fear of death struck with unprecedented ferocity, even if she was poisoned to death before, or was seriously injured by Yan Yao, struck by lightning, and her soul was withdrawn, she had never felt such pain and fear.

It's a real sense of destruction.

Moreover, she finally discovered that Ji Jiufang seemed to be able to feel the changes in the aura of the forbidden land, and even more sensitive to the changes.

She subconsciously didn't speak again.

Just quietly, I don't know how long it took, Ji Jiufang finally suppressed the inexplicable resentment in his heart.

He didn't explain a word, and left as soon as he said hello.

Liluo also knew in his heart that he didn't ask any questions tacitly and smartly, and followed behind Ji Jiufang silently, looking and acting a little cautiously. She could see clearly that Ji Jiufang did not have red pupils, but he seemed to be out of control.

Where are the roots? Is it really just the breath of the forbidden land?

Looking at the person walking in front of him suspiciously, Liluo reached into the storage bag and quietly touched the few small flags that he had just recovered.

Always be ready to ......

The two of them walked one after the other, and I don't know how long it took, Ji Jiufang suddenly stopped.

"The flute sounded."

He said, looking at the two piccolos he was holding in his hand.

Liluo couldn't help but stop, and after listening carefully, he found that it was Ji Jiufang's flute that sounded, and the tinkling sound continued, and when he heard it, he heard the sound of the gold spell.

Liluo handed the piccolo to Ji Jiufang.

As soon as the flute was in his hands, Ji Jiufang heard the voice of a thousand deaths:

"Hey, hear me, right? I just forgot to tell you that this thing can only transmit a single sound, for example, if I want to find you, only you can hear my voice, and no one else can hear it. Moreover, you can only listen, if you want to talk to me, just wait until I am finished, and then blow my flute hole. ”

"Are you okay over there?"

"You and the little girl next to you are strange enough...... Forget it, don't talk about this! To be on the safe side, I think you should let her occupy the seventh hole, although she doesn't have to go far to ask us for help with you, but what if you two get separated? ”

"Don't believe it, let me tell you, Youshui Yu and they are looking for a way in front of them - we entered a forest where we don't know what kind of tree, and then we got lost, and before we came in, we looked at a piece of land that was only the size of a palm, and suddenly we couldn't turn out, do you say evil or not?"

Fu Zimo didn't have anything to do with these trees, he couldn't even move a leaf, and he didn't know if he did it on purpose. Hey, I won't tell you, I'll have to keep an eye on him. ”

Then there was no sound.

Almost immediately, though, the clanging metal sound sounded again.

This time, because the piccolo was in Ji Jiufang's hand, the sound quickly disappeared, and the sound of a thousand deaths came at the same time.