"Do you remember what I said to you that night?" The magnetic voice came slowly, and the tail note was slightly warped, like a feather, which tickled Mu Ningjiu's heart. Then he was shocked: how did he know about her...... The memories of that night swept over like a tide, and a corner of her heart was lifted, and the wind poured in, and panic abruptly grew.

"What..."

"Little fox, it's really not frank." He interrupted her without giving her any time to explain. The tone that seemed to see through everything made Mu Ningjiu angry for no reason.

"yes...... Speaking of which, I haven't figured out the events of that night with you yet. You should remember that too, right? She smiled like a leopard ready to attack.

Shang Jin was silent. After a long time, he slowly spoke and said seriously: "That day... I'm abrupt, I'm sorry. ”

"......" Mu Ningjiu didn't expect that the high-ranking businessman would also bow his head to others on weekdays, and he was speechless for a while.

"In the future, don't mention it, we'll clear it up."

"Okay."

He didn't think about why, with her character, didn't immediately question him about that day the next day.

She didn't think about why she was more panicked than angry when the events of that day were brought up again.

"Click"

In the darkness, something was quietly approaching, and the wind blowing from nowhere blew the broken hair around Mu Ningjiu's ears. She adjusted her mood and whispered, "There is a situation. ”

"Well, be careful."

A cluster of dark blue flames burst up, about half a person high, followed by one, two, and three clusters...... Trapping them in the middle, the blue tongue of fire made a "whirring" sound in the cold air.

"Stygian fire?" Shang Jin was surprised: "It is said that this kind of fire is pure blue in color, and it can turn hard iron into a puddle of water in an instant, and it is extremely lethal. ”

"If people touch it, it will cease to exist." Mu Ningjiu looked at the dark fire on the ground a foot away from them and said.

The two adjacent clusters of Hellfire were so close that one could barely walk sideways. In four directions, four iron men slowly approached. All of them were covered in iron armor. It doesn't seem to be a good stubble.

They looked at each other and slowly stood up. Suddenly, the Iron Man's footsteps doubled, and he was almost close to the outer circle of the Dark Fire. Mu Ning Jiuyi said, "If the guess is correct, they should be high-grade dead soldiers, extremely sensitive to the movements and voices of the living, have no soul, and will never die, unless..."

"Unless you manipulate people to die." Shang Jin continued. They saw the excitement in each other's eyes, and the slowly flowing blood gradually boiled.

"You can give it a try." Mu Ningjiu smiled, and her starry eyes flashed with brilliance.

"Huh" Shang Jin raised his eyebrows when he saw Lan radiating light in Mu Ningjiu's hands. She closed her eyes and silently recited something, and in the next second, a ball of blue light separated from Lan, imprinted into Shang Jin's right hand, and disappeared. "Ready." As soon as she finished speaking, she began to play.

Unlike the previous two times, this time the rhyme was extremely rapid and violent, like the sound of sharp iron swords entering the sheath. Waves of invisible sound blades flew in all directions, striking the iron armor with a "clanging" sound. Shang Jin had never heard such a voice, shocking and excited, but it was not repulsive.

The four dead men slowed down, but were not completely restrained, and soon rushed to the two. Shang Jin tightened the sword in his hand and stepped forward.

Swords clashed, making a piercing sound. The dead are big, but they are still nimble. As the sound of Xun became more and more intense and piercing, the fighting moves of the dead man were chaotic for a moment, Shang Jin took the opportunity to gather his strength and struck hard, and with a "bang", the dead man was shocked to the edge of the encirclement, and the fire ignited from the armor, but it did not melt. Shang Jin frowned: What kind of monster is this, even the Hellfire can't cure it.

The four-on-two contest is not only a test of physical strength, but also wisdom. Mu Ningjiu clearly knew that fighting like this would only consume physical strength. The Sound Blade is a general physical attack that does not solve the problem at its root. They are strong on the outside, and it is not good to break them from the outside, so what about from the inside...... In my mind, a line from the blue booklet suddenly came to mind: "All things have their weaknesses, whether they live or die." Discerning it, there is nothing to hide. "A flash of inspiration.

After Shang Jin knocked the dead man to the ground again, the sound of Xun in his ears suddenly changed tone. The melodious and deep voice, ever-changing, with a demagogic magic, pierces the air. He saw the dead soldier in front of Mu Ningjiu approaching step by step, but she closed her eyes and didn't react, so in a hurry, she grabbed her waist with one hand, rolled into her arms, and slashed at the dead soldier with the other.

Mu Ningjiu's mind conjured up dead soldiers in four directions, but when he looked at it this time, it was from a completely different angle: through the armor, there was a very small dot shining green light on the neck of each dead soldier, which seemed to be the only source of life for their lifeless body. She gathered her voice into four invisible cones, and the corners of her mouth hooked.

"Woo-" is like a complaint, but it hits the nail on the head.

"Bang." The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground sounded. Mu Ningjiu opened his eyes and looked at Shang Jin beside him: "Hurry up!" They just fainted. As he spoke, he rushed to the Flames.

Shang Jin followed and said, "You go first, quickly!" Mu Ning Jiuer didn't say a word, turned sideways, and moved towards the gap.

Almost as soon as she entered the gap, she felt suffocated by the fierce squeezing of the two walls, the air in her chest was thin, her head was dizzy, and the sweat was like rain, wetting her clothes. The face and the back of the head are blue tongues of fire, and if you are not careful, your head will be swept by flames.

She thought, going in and out, a matter of an instant. But when she went in, she realized that she didn't have the strength to come out, and she smelled the breath of death. In just a moment, she thought about it a lot.

Behind her, a powerful attack came, and the cold air gradually brought her back to her senses. She gasped for air and thought: What a ...... Life and death.

"Click", a familiar and palpitating sound. Through the dark fire, the tall black shadow behind Shang Jin was clearly visible, enveloping it little by little...... Mu Ningjiu's pupils shrank, and he shouted, "Shang Jin, come here!" The dead are behind! Almost at the same time, Shang Jin plunged into the gap between the two clusters of fire.

The same scorching, the same suffocation.

The soft touch of his hand came, and as soon as it tightened, his whole body was brought out. Behind him, the sharp blade brought a gust of wind, "Huh-" Shang Jin's footsteps froze, and his heart was like a drum. The momentum in his hand suddenly pulled harder, dragging him away. Breathing in the familiar cold and humid air, the strength gradually turned back and followed.

I don't know how long they ran, but the heavy footsteps behind them gradually disappeared, and they finally stopped. Although they were still unable to see their fingers around them, with a bright light two or three feet above, they could see the staircase at their feet, leading straight to the light.

The softness on his hand was still there, and Shang Jin still had palpitations when he touched the robe that had been cut off. Starry eyes stared quietly at the beautiful, unreal back, and he hooked the corners of his lips.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the white light from the outside world came very suddenly, and the two of them squinted uncomfortably.

Patches of purple bamboo, growing wantonly at the water's edge. The wind blows, and the bamboo leaves flutter casually, as if it is raining purple. On the surface of the sparkling lake, circles of water ripple out, like a wanton and chic ink painting. On the ground, the unknown comfrey lay meekly, and from a distance, it looked like a large and soft bed, set under the sky, by the lake.

Mu Ningjiu was attracted by this beautiful scenery, but Shang Jin stared directly at their hands with ten fingers interlocked, and the more he looked, the more he felt that he fit. Although her hands are soft, her skeleton is larger than that of an ordinary woman. silky skin, like melting snow on a sunny day; The nails of the full moon are covered with a faint pink white.

"What? Still reluctant to let go? Do you need me to help you split it? She turned her head and put her hand to his chin, smiling with a familiar and dangerous smile.

Tsk, this woman is really uninteresting...... Shang Jin thought secretly, reluctantly withdrew his hand, and said with an evil smile: "Well, reluctantly." ”

Mu Ningjiu didn't expect him to say this, and was stunned for a moment: Huh? Am I being teased? She squinted her eyes and kicked him on the shoulder, Shang Jin dodged, her big hand firmly clamped her ankle, and raised her eyebrows to look at her. Mu Ning Jiuxiang couldn't pull his legs, and for a while, grievance, annoyance, and helplessness flashed in his eyes...... Shang Jin felt her emotional change, and said with a loose hand:

"Little fox, I have a wound on my foot, let me go this time......" He looked at Mu Ningjiu pitifully, how could he still have the shelf just now. She withdrew her foot, snorted coldly, and pulled out the bottle of medicine from her body.

"This girl, a rough person, can't control the weight of her hands, you can bear with it a little bit, beauty." Taking advantage of her mouth, she untied the old cotton cloth. Looking at the small wound in front of him, Mu Ningjiu frowned: This wound is really strange and terrifying when it is opened on such snowy skin. She sprinkled the medicine again, and was about to tear a bandage from the hem of her clothes, but was stopped by a hand.

"Use mine." Shang Jin handed over the freshly torn brocade, and Mu Ningjiu wrapped it tightly in a circle, thinking that the pampered Shang Jin would howl a few times, but he caught a glimpse of him watching her bandage her wounds intently, without frowning.

"Alright." Mu Ningjiu tied the last knot, patted her masterpiece, and announced. Shang Jin thought regretfully: So fast...... He hadn't seen enough. He had just discovered that the little fox looked better when he was serious. His inadvertent pouting made Mu Ningjiu catch him: Heh, this guy, why is he still unsatisfied after bandaging...... Looking at his resentful little expression, the smile on the corner of Mu Ningjiu's mouth became even stronger.

Shang Jin raised his head, bumped into this bright smile, and froze. He looked at her, and stopped talking: "Little fox......"

"How?"

Before she finished speaking, Mu Ningjiu's face on the other side suddenly turned white, she held her head, her brows furrowed, as if she had suffered great pain, and her nails were deeply embedded in her palms.