"Shall I pay you......" I said with a gritted grin.

Chen Donghe stretched out his arm little by little and grabbed it towards my neck.

I felt like my body was about to be imprisoned, drawn to the whirlpool, and wanted to plunge into the darkness.

"As long as you eat the brain marrow of you and Gan Nineteen Sister, and then eat the brain marrow of that monster clone, this Yin Si reconstruction will be just around the corner......" Chen Donghe's eyes widened, as if he saw the glory after the Yin Si reconstruction.

I gritted my teeth and mustered the strength I had, but I felt the whirlpool grow bigger and bigger, and the suction power inside seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

With a click, as I struggled, the vortex cracked a trail that seemed to be split in half.

Chen Donghe's face changed, and he screamed angrily: "Gan Nineteenth Sister ......"

I felt a light body, lifted the long knife in my hand, and slashed it at Chen Donghe, this is the last chance, as long as it is done, we have hope to live, if not, it may really be over.

The blade of the knife fell, and Chen Donghe really didn't react, but the little monster on the side, with a violent exertion, had already jumped up from the ground and bit directly on my knife.

My body staggered, and I almost planted the chariot, at this time Zhang Huangyu also struggled out, Fang Tian's halberd slashed at the little monster, but was grabbed by the little monster with his hand, and Zhang Huangyu threw him out with his backhand.

Wang Ermei and my mother shot one after another, and Chu Shisanmei even took out more than a dozen silver needles and threw them towards Chen Donghe one after another.

They couldn't make a move by the whirlpool just now, but the whirlpool had cracked open at this time, and they used all the things at the bottom of the box.

Chen Donghe suddenly turned around, waved his big sleeves, blocked all the silver needles and paper talismans, and the time under his feet had already flown out.

I saw a person standing behind Chen Donghe, with a black robe wrapped around her somewhat emaciated body, a high ponytail, filled with the storm of youth.

The little aunt still appeared!

I didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow in my heart, and looking at my little aunt's cold face, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

At this time, Chen Donghe had already approached the little aunt and wanted to make a move, but the monster in the river suddenly roared, and his long tongue rolled towards the little aunt.

The little aunt's body took a step forward, and the two mourning sticks in her hands waved out, as if mixed with thunder, sweeping towards Chen Donghe and the monster.

I didn't know that the monster had such a big grudge against the little aunt, so he actually abandoned Chen Donghe and pounced directly on the little aunt. And looking at that momentum, it turned out that he didn't care about life and death, and he had to kill the little aunt first.

The mourning stick in the little aunt's hand, after forcing Chen Donghe back, actually rolled up the water and crushed the black whirlpool in mid-air.

"Yang Sheng, go and help your little aunt......" my mother said anxiously behind her back.

My face was a little embarrassed, and I mustered a little strength, and sensed the Netherworld Prison Knife.

"Yang Sheng, ride Di Ting......" Shen Hua'er took my hand with pleading on her face, "Don't let something happen to your little aunt!" ”

I was in a trance, one hand suppressed Di Ting, the other hand wiped away Shen Hua'er's tears, and looked back at Zhang Huangyu.

"Take them with ......"

Zhang Huangyu was stunned for a moment.

I said in a deep voice: "Take them and go down the Lechuan River, maybe there is a way to leave, and then I will go to ......"

"Grandpa Yang......" Zhang Huangyu opened his mouth.

"Let's go! I won't die here......" I pushed Zhang Huangyu away, pressed Di Ting's head, and already rose into the air.

At this time, the monster's huge tongue was already approaching the little aunt, and I held the long knife in my hand, and conjured up countless thousands of powerful ghosts, and slashed at the tongue.

My idea is very clear, first block this monster for a while, and then sink into the Lechuan River myself, trying to use the water of the Wang Chuan River to temporarily restore my body, only in this way can I have the strength to fight, and I will not even be afraid of Chen Donghe anymore.

Thousands of ghosts swooped down and exploded in an instant, the tongue had been blown off by me, and the monsters in the river roared and retreated, but at this time, the little aunt turned around, staring at me coldly, and one cheek became unusually indifferent.

I don't know what's going on, I just know that I'm very uncomfortable in the bottom of my heart.

At this time, the little aunt stepped forward, raised her palm, and slapped it on the top of my head.

Chen Donghe saw this scene from a distance, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Yang Sheng, the person you want to save is trying to kill you, only by drinking your heart's blood, can she become a real demon fetus!" ”

My body was exhausted, and I felt a little trance in the face of my little aunt's palm.

I seem to have seen such a scene somewhere, as if when I was in Sanwangzhai before, for Zhang Xianzhong's dragon vein, my little aunt also shot at me.

I looked at her face, a slight smile on my lips.

My little aunt stared at me, her eyes were like knives, but tears flowed from the corners of her eyes again.

I felt her palm jerk down and slap on my head with a thud, but with no force.

I stared at her blankly, with mixed feelings in my heart, and my little aunt pressed my head with one hand, and pressed me into the water of the Lechuan River, so that my body could not move, and the Di Ting under me made a burst of hiss.

I could feel the mood swinging in her eyes, and the emotional storm brewing.

"Little aunt......" I opened my mouth, a little unable to control my trembling voice.

The river roared downward, as if it were carrying me and my little aunt all the way to the lower reaches of the Lechuan River, and it was extremely fast.

I could feel my body wrapped in a river of blood, my strength was regaining little by little, I could feel my strength gradually gaining strength, and the Netherworld Prison Knife gradually recovered.

I kept staring at my little aunt, trying to find something different in her eyes, but I could only see her cold and indifferent eyes, and I could only see the tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

I gritted my teeth and plucked up my strength, "Gan Nineteenth Sister ......"

The little aunt ignored me, but raised one hand high and said softly: "Seal ......"

When the words fell, I felt that the whole Lechuan River was boiling, countless corpses struggled and roared, trying to escape further, I saw a black light falling from the sky, from far to near, from small to large, and when it fell, the little aunt gently pushed my body away.

My pupils shrank suddenly, and I burst out with an angry roar: "Gan Nineteen Sister! What are you thinking? You clearly recognize me, you clearly remember me, why do you pretend not to know? You didn't eat the flowers at all, did you? You know I'm Yang Sheng, right? ”

There was no reply, no answer, the black light fell, between me and my little aunt, obscuring my gaze and my little aunt's figure.

"Gan Nineteen Sister...... I shouted angrily, and when I heard a faint thunder from the sky, I raised the Netherworld Prison Knife in my hand and slashed it out towards me.

Eight thousand ghosts flew out, but they couldn't shake the black light in front of them.

It wasn't really a black light, but a mourning stick that fell from the sky and completely blocked me.

I raised my head and looked around, and saw that there was a big lake around me, and I was actually pushed out of the Yin Si by my little aunt, and I was pushed out of the Lethe River by her!

"Sister Gan Nineteen......" I yelled like crazy, "You let me in...... You let me in! ”

"Sister Gan Nineteen, what are you going to do?"

"You come out for me!"

"You took the mourning stick, you took this thing......"

I screamed angrily, but there was no response, only faintly audible, the sound of soft sobbing, as if coming from the.

I'm pretty sure it's the voice of the little aunt, and the little aunt is crying!

This cry made me very angry, and I wished I could cut off this mourning stick right now. But after all, the Mourning Stick is one of the top ten treasures of the Yin Division, and it is almost the same level as the Netherworld Prison Knife, and it is almost impossible to cut off the Mourning Stick at this time.

"Yang Sheng, my little aunt said that as long as I am here, no one can touch you...... There is only so much that the little aunt can do, you should be careful in the future, and never set foot in the yin again......" The little aunt's voice came into my ears faintly.

I gritted my teeth and said angrily, "Sister Gan Nineteen...... You ......"

The Netherworld Prison Knife in my hand was held high above my head, and I burst out with all my strength and slashed at the mourning stick: "Give me ......"

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