The figure of the blood scorpion jackal haunts the stalagmites, looking at the dense patch.

The injured Sixth-Order Leader roared, and the beasts split their ways. It stepped on the ground close to the stalagmite bush and walked around slowly. He shook his head, his tongue licking at the empty gums, the smell of blood raising the leader's anger to its apex.

The leader of the living stellar struck the stalagmites on the periphery with his tail, looking for the weakest spots. The stalagmite that the group had attacked earlier shook. The leader twisted, his thick tail snapping.

Shaped like the beating of a war drum. The Blood Scorpion Jackals attacked.

"A question occurred to me." Qin Yousang asked Burning Heaven curiously, "The small realm is compatible with your bloodline. You can't take it away now, and then ......"

"It's in the center of Gangfeng. After collecting it, the wheals scattered in all directions, and the wind was strong. I'm not sure I'll be able to make the little realm unharmed. "When she's stupid? If she could, she would have taken it here a long time ago and hid in it again.

"There's no way around that. Don't be afraid, I'll die with you. Qin Yousang gave up.

Who wants you, the second goods, to die with you? Burning Sky was speechless, his eyes glanced around, thinking that it was really not good, and he just did it.

Qin Yousang was still thinking in pieces: "In addition to going to the demon world to kill that negative man for your mother." Do you have any other wishes? ”

Yes. The road is facing the sky, and each one walks on one side. Never bother me!

"After you saved me, I kept thinking that there is no way to heaven and man. I'm not going to die like this. I'm sure I'll find a way to regain my cultivation and level the Demon Realm......"

The fragmented thoughts are not over. The stalagmite rumbled down with a loud thud from the attack, smashing up the dust. At the gap, the wind blade spewed out by the blood scorpion jackal slammed towards the two of them.

What a chance! Burning Sky yelled, "Get out of the way!" ”

Qin Yousang moved faster than her, and pounced on her again.

The blade of the wind cut through the clothes of his vest, but it could not cut his tough skin. Waves of rain hit his back and popped. The tender inner organs are like being smashed with a stone hammer. Qin Yousang coughed, blood spurting all over the ground.

He hugged her hard, and the scene in front of him slowly blurred: "Close your eyes, don't be afraid." ”

Burning Sky's face pressed against his chest, as warm as that night.

The stalagmites opened the gap.

The sixth-order leader's cold brown eyes rolled, and he stopped spitting out the wind blade. It looked playfully at the human lying on the ground and took a step forward. Shaking his head, the Sixth-Order Leader decided to trample the two people who had hurt it into a pulp.

Burning Heaven pushed Qin Yousang away and stood up, taking out the short bamboo flute from the white cloth pocket on his chest.

Is there even one alive? The sixth-order leader's nose fluttered, and he smelled the sweet aroma of human flesh. It let out a happy roar. It loves to eat raw meat! It opened its mouth and bit down into the sky.

A flute sounded.

The flute sound was sharp and dry, like a bird being torn off its feathers, and its cry was extremely poignant.

A trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the sixth-order leader, and he subconsciously looked up at the sky.

Survival of the fittest in natural selection. It heard the chirping of its natural enemy, the Gobi owl.

Burning Sky turned around indifferently, and the flute sounded more urgently. Divine consciousness was like a sword, stabbing into the skulls of the Blood Scorpion Jackals with the sound of an owl chirping that terrified them.

Several low-level blood scorpion jackals let out several mournful howls, as if they were drunk, and their limbs fell to the ground with soreness, and they died.

"Roar!" The sixth-order leader let out a piercing scream, turned his head and ran.

The ground rumbled and shook. But with a snap of their fingers, this group of blood scorpion jackals ran away without a trace.

Putting down the bamboo flute, the blood on Burning Sky's face faded. Invoking the Divine Sense attack made her tired and want to close her eyes and fall asleep. She knelt on the ground and held Qin Yousang's vein.

The last time I rescued him, his meridians were vicissitudes. This time, the internal organs were damaged, and the flesh and blood in the body were blurred.

The first time I didn't kill him, I didn't know his identity, and I wanted to find out the news of the Sanctuary from his mouth.

Later, he didn't kill him, but he wanted to use him to get exercises for himself and prove his identity.

This time, she knew his identity and obtained the Heavenly Rank Technique of the Qingshan Sect, which was able to avoid the Ghost Light Black Worm. He died, and no one knew that she came from the Red Sea. She can still use Lin Xiaotian to appear in the Boundless Continent, and there will be no further troubles.

The cold reason told her not to save Qin Yousang.

But why did she ...... So reluctant?

Burning Sky caressed Qin Yousang's miserable white cheeks, looking at the blood stains that had solidified on the sand.

He didn't leave her alone. They were all dying, and he wanted to make her suffer less.

Burning Sky's hand gradually moved to his vest: "Before dying, my wish is to regain my cultivation and come to me for revenge in order to level the Demon Realm." I'll fulfill you......"

Not far away, the sand gradually protruded. Burning Sky raised his thin eyebrows, removed his hand, and pulled over the piece of fur that had been cut into a sieve to cover Qin Yousang.

The cold wind blows up a layer of dust. She seemed to be a little afraid of the cold, and covered her head and face with fur around her neck, revealing only a pair of eyes.

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The red carp emerges from the sand in embarrassment. He held on to the stalagmites and gasped, looking at the stalagmites.

Ten zhang away, lying on the ground were three dead low-rank blood scorpion jackals. Among the blood-stained stalagmites sat a thin girl in Tsing Yi. A man with black fur is her companion?

Red Carp turned around and saw that only his companion's torn clothes were left in the sand, and the corpse had been torn apart and eaten. His eyes grew red.

He staggered over and picked up a waist tag, a storage bag, and a bloody brocade to wipe his forehead. Nothing more could be found. Collecting his brother's relics, the red carp slowly walked towards the stalagmites with a long sword.

His gaze fell on the black fur that covered Qin Yousang's body. The figure waving fur and jumping on the rock flashed in his mind. It was this man and a woman who led away the herd.

Burning Sky looked at the familiar handsome face, and several thoughts had already turned in his heart. She fell to the ground, choking with a hint of choking: "Please, Lord Wingguard, for help!" ”

The girl fell to her knees, and the green silk fell from her thin back to the ground. His body trembled, not knowing whether he was grieving the death of his companion or the fear of escaping the catastrophe.

When he appeared in the Red City, he was worshiped by many people of humble status. The title of the burning sky, and the bow down to the dust, made the red carp not doubt her identity. The Xuanmen monk has not yet crossed the Mogan River, let alone helped him lure away the group of blood scorpion jackals.

The battle between the Sanctuary and the Xuanmen is imminent, and the red carp still hasn't let down his vigilance: "I want to see your vitality." ”

Burning Sky's heart tightened.

She couldn't use her true qi.

No matter how much she changed her appearance, she couldn't hide her pure and colorless vitality.