The wait is sometimes long, so long that it is aimless, and it is a long road, such as waiting for the lottery to win, or waiting for that person to change their mind.

The wait is sometimes very short, so short that you don't expect it, he is already in front of you, such as the subway during rush hour, or the bank reminder.

Sima Yuan began to wander again, thinking about those who didn't, Tang Yi fought very hard, Shi Laimu was already covered all over his body, it can be seen that Tang Yi added a lot of wounds, Cai Liji also fought very hard, surrounded by Yellow Turban Warriors, there was no time to gather momentum to release high-level range magic, and only martial arts combined with low-level fireball techniques or ice pick techniques to maintain the status quo for the time being.

Sima Yuan is lying on the corpse, paddling, he can't help them, he is just a fragile summoner, what can be summoned is the ferocious red Jiao in front of him, the red Jiao is a disciplined summoned beast, when he is entangled with Cheng Yuanzhi, he can also kill one or two yellow turban wrestlers or long knives, theoretically reducing the burden on Tang Yi and Cai Liji.

What is Sima Yuan waiting for? He is waiting for reinforcements, waiting for the reinforcements brought by Zhong Lichun, or waiting for Zhong Lichun to come to the aid alone, because there are not many guards in Hangu Pass, and they may not be able to hold it, and then send someone to Luoyang to report the news.

Sima Yuan knew that Zhong Lichun would not go, she would definitely turn back after arriving at Hangu Pass, at least she would take her own corpse with her, or become a corpse like herself.

Sima Yuan was thinking nonsense again, because his consciousness had entered the corridor of consciousness again on this battlefield where he could die at any time, and he entered his spiritual space to see Sister Pipa.

Evil Wu was a little ashamed and lay on the ground with his head in his hands, this type of battle Evil Wu couldn't help, summoning it out to increase the consumption of spiritual power.

"You know that you are scum, right?" Sister Pipa seems to have encountered something unhappy during the trip, maybe it may be forced consumption, she has an iron face.

"You were hacked when you were traveling?" Sima Yuan began to die.

"Don't die, my investment is only yours, you give me a little more seriousness and a little harder. "Sister Pipa is a little helpless.

"Huh, do you have any other investments?"

"Well, there are a few spirit summoners like you, some of them are time-traveling, some are local, and some are of the Inhumans. Sister Pipa looked at Sima Yuan, "You are the weakest, but you are still alive." ”

"Tell me, I'm not busy right now. What is an Inhuman?"

"There's nothing to say, the Inhumans just look different from the people here in Huaxia, their bodies are black, and their teeth are white. "Sister Pipa felt a little pity, the last time she left Sima Yuan's spiritual space, it was because the summoner of the Inhuman race broke through to the peak of the god level, so she was summoned.

It's a pity that she was killed in the end, and Sister Pipa suffered a big loss in strength because of this, but fortunately, she escaped back by relying on Sima Yuan's spirit here.

"It's a terrible fight outside, and I'm probably going to die. Sima Yuan was very calm, and when he heard that he was Sister Pipa's last investment, he was even calmer, and Sister Pipa would not let herself die even if she worked hard.

"Hey, avoid the chickens and eggs, and give you something good. "Sister Pipa's hand condensed a mass of black, red, black and red things, dirty, like dirty bags.

Suddenly, a dragon qi rose, and she swallowed the dirty bag from Sister Pipa's hand, and Sister Pipa was also shocked, "Ouch, dragon qi, the national fortune of the Eastern Han Dynasty, where did you steal it?"

Sister Pipa was happy, very happy, she hugged Sima Yuan's head, "Haw, haw" kissed Sima Yuan both cheeks.

Then Sister Pipa hiccuped comfortably, and looked at Sima Yuan with ambiguous eyes.

Sima Yuan felt that he had been insulted, and Sister Pipa looked at herself as if she was looking at a piece of meat, which was very fragrant.

"There are good things that don't work, you deserve to be beaten. Sister Pipa felt that Sima Yuan was an idiot, "To refine dragon qi, at least let this dragon be entangled in that chair first." Sister Pipa pointed to the Queen's chair where she had been sitting.

Sima Yuan hesitated a little, Sister Pipa can come and go freely, so whether this chair is his, or Sister Pipa's own.

"Don't think about it, if I really have an entity and can stay here, there is a limit to the spiritual imprint, you are the last, I swear to the demons, I didn't lie to you. Sister Pipa felt insulted, and was insulted by Sima Yuan's spirit.

Sima Yuan then began to try to communicate this dragon qi, and the dragon qi that swallowed the dirty bag was very obedient, sticking out his tongue and rubbing his head against Sima Yuan's trouser legs, and kept wagging his tail.

Sima Yuan was furious, "Are you a good villager! You are a dragon, not a husky!"

The dragon qi lowered his head, clamped his tail, and shook it towards the queen's chair step by step, more like a husky who had made a mistake.

"Ouch, poor little girl, mom loves you. Sister Pipa picked up the dragon qi with a distressed face and rubbed the dragon's head, so the dragon qi stuck out her tongue again and ran happily to the queen's chair.

As soon as the dragon qi was entangled, the chair changed, became larger and more magnificent, and the statues around the chair could be seen more clearly, one of them began to crack, emitting an orange glow inside.

Sima Yuan felt that the spiritual space began to vibrate, and it seemed that he could not tolerate this orange light, Sister Pipa pointed her finger at the statue, and the orange light gradually turned yellow, then green, and then cyan.

The statue began to move, and the black powder fell down with the shaking of the statue, and a human-like face appeared in front of Sima Yuan, with a thunderous mouth, round eyes, checked ears, full of hair, a thin face, a pointed mouth and shrunken cheeks, and a stick in his hand.

Sima Yuan was stunned and asked weakly, "Sun Wukong?"

Sima Yuan was about to kneel.

Sister Pipa next to her laughed, looking at Sima Yuan's cowardice, there is no legend of Sun Wukong in this world.

"Yuan Hong!" the monkey was a little unhappy, "the white ape with a long arm, the boss of the Seven Monsters of Meishan." ”

This is really okay, Sima Yuan is a little happy, Yuan Hong can play a ruthless role with Erlang God, kill those local chickens and dogs outside, such as chopping melons and vegetables, he can continue to paddle and lie down.

"Don't be happy, it's different from what you think, Yuan Hong is now suppressed in the green level cultivation because of you, and he is not only back to the peak, but also an orange level saint. "Sister Pipa regards the fight against Sima Yuan as a new form of entertainment.

Sister Pipa used to pay attention to that strange person, and she was cold and arrogant to Sima Yuan, but now there is only Sima Yuan, and her attitude began to be ambiguous.

"So let's go out and have a big fight?"

"It's me, no, you're the closest audience to the comedians. Yuan Hong didn't give Sima Yuan a good look, he felt that Sima Yuan was weak, too weak, weak to scum, and it affected him.

Sima Yuan withdrew from the mental space, this time retreating much faster than before, Sister Pipa did not point at Sima Yuan's forehead with her fingers, but flew up and kicked Sima Yuan out.

Sima Yuan opened his eyes, Yuan Hong appeared out of thin air, and a cooked copper stick in his hand danced vigorously, and Yuan Hong saw the red Jiao at a glance, and his heart was hot, as if he was an old acquaintance.

Over there, Cheng Yuanzhi was already entangled in the red Jiao, he slashed through it, took a vacancy, took out a charm, and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the tip of his tongue, and the charm spontaneously combusted without fire.

Cheng Yuanzhi instantly rose taller, more than a foot tall, he didn't jump when he played basketball and dunked, and his momentum also changed, and he stepped into the green level.

What provoked Cheng Yuanzhi to take out his hole cards was not Yuan Hong's indiscriminate entry, but the poisoning of another commander of his own yellow turban side, the two competed for merit, and Cheng Yuanzhi was anxious.

Yuan Hong's martial arts skills on this side are amazing, although he only has the peak cultivation of the green level, he can hold Cheng Yuanzhi's fake green level alive, and the red Jiao got out and threw himself at the yellow turban wrestler.

The situation was broken, Cai Liji, with the help of Hongjiao, had time to accumulate a big move, and the strength of the yellow-level ice and fire dual method made her debut in the absolute C position on this battlefield, which made people look away.

A circle of fire rose beside Cai Liji, the circle of fire gradually expanded, and the circle of fire exploded, and dozens of yellow turban wrestlers in the vicinity turned into coke, and this blow instantly emptied a piece.

Cai Liji's hands continued to fly, the dark clouds in the sky gathered, the water molecules condensed into ice in the air, turning into ice picks, Cai Liji's hands pressed down, and the ice picks fell from the sky, penetrating the bodies of the yellow turban wrestlers, bringing up the fluffy blood mist.

Some of the Yellow Turban Lux died on the spot, but the passage of blood and qi soon lifted the Lux incarnation, turned into an ordinary Yellow Turban Long Knife, and fell to the ground and died.

Cheng Yuanzhi couldn't shake off Yuan Hong's entanglement, and the Yellow Turban Lux was also at the limit, so he had to shout for help, "Yu Poison, come and help!"

The shout was not huge, Yu Poison didn't want to save Cheng Yuanzhi, seeing this posture, he didn't hide it, he directly opened all kinds of spells, instantly stepped into the green-level middle grade, jumped a few times, and came to Cai Liji's battle circle.

Cai Liji has just made a big move, which belongs to the weak period, and Yu Poison's spell has made various bonuses to the remaining Yellow Turban Lux around, and the Yellow Turban Lux has evolved into the Yellow Turban Man again, and his strength continues to rise, and he directly enters the ranks of martial artists.

Now Hongjiao and Cai Liji were surrounded in unspeakable misery, Tang Yi struggled to support it, and he had seen the light of day, but Yu Poison's addition seemed to have become the last straw.