When the fierce man attacked, his body suddenly shook, and the scene in front of him returned to its original appearance in just a flower.

It blinked, strange in its heart, but before it could think about it, the man's long knife had already slashed again, and he was extremely fast, and once he flashed, he was a point faster. The flames on the knife flew everywhere, and when it touched the surrounding trees, it caught fire.

The bird was startled, it told itself that it was dangerous to stay here, but as soon as she had the idea of retreating, there was a pain in her heart, and it couldn't let this man ruin his home!

Thankfully, his friends and family have left the woods. As soon as its thoughts arrived, it saw the direction of the lake in the distance, and a figure with the same blue and purple flew anxiously towards it, it was Acui, whom it had loved for a long time!

"Don't come here!" The bird screamed, but it was only a crisp birdsong in the ears of others.

Kong Lingyu looked at the opponent in front of him inexplicably, and just now after he was stunned for a while, he began to dodge in confusion. Then there was such a mournful birdsong, and it was clear that something had changed that he did not know about.

But so what? If you don't attack now, when will you wait?

Kong Lingyu's flame condensed wing bone changed direction lightly, and the flame long knife in his hand was aimed at the direction where the turtle bird was, and slammed it heavily on the head of the turtle bird, a fatal blow.

The ink demon behind the tree only breathed a sigh of relief at this time - this nightmare technique was not the magic of the demon clan, but was taught by an old Taoist priest in the charm class after entering the juvenile department.

She started with the spell, and although she practiced diligently, she really succeeded twice, not to mention this time, and the other time...... It was on the plane that he aimed at Zhang Sibo but mistakenly hit Kong Lingyu that time.

"No......" Could it be that Kong Lingyu awakened his memory in advance, and the trigger turned out to be himself? Realizing this possibility, Mo Xiaoyou decisively decided that this guess, whether true or not, would rot in his stomach!

"What wouldn't it?" Kong Lingyu's voice sounded above his head, and the little demon who was in his heart was suddenly frightened and jumped up, "No, no!" You woke up the memory in advance not because of me! ”

As soon as the words came out, Mo Xiaoyou covered his mouth in annoyance. Said to be rotten in the stomach?!! Ink demon, ink demon! You can't have a guard on your lips?!!!

Kong Lingyu's good-looking eyebrows were raised, and his face was playful. He naturally knew that his early awakening was not because of the ink demon, but she thought so now...... There's nothing wrong with that.

"Oh? What did you do? ”

Hearing Kong Lingyu's seductive and criminal voice, Mo Xiaoyou's heart jumped suddenly-every time Kong Demon used such a voice to talk to himself, then his life after that would be worse than death...... Never mind! Dead is dead! It's not like she hasn't died! Who to scare?!

"It's all Zhang Sibo who is not good! I was trying to teach him a lesson, but who knew this guy was hiding behind you! Outcome...... Outcome...... My nightmare technique has been successful for the first time in a century...... It's all Zhang Sibo who framed you! ”

After doing a good job in the psychological construction of "dead comrades do not die in the poor way", Mo Xiaoyou thought that his words were very smooth. Sure enough, a hint of understanding flashed in the phoenix eyes of Kong Demon, "It turned out to be Zhang Sibo's sake." ”

"Oh? No wonder ......" Kong Demon turned a thousand times with the word "oh", Mo Xiaoyou's girl's heart went up and down, and one hand reached out in front of him, only to hear him continue to say in that voice: "Refine this." ”