"You can't die without help! Come and save me! I want to tell Senior Nangong! I want to tell Senior Sister Wubao! They won't let you go! You selfish villain! Femme fatale! Despicable and shameless!" The disciple waved the sword in his hand desperately, and scolded hatefully. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Aren't you sent by Senior Sister Wubao to save me! Come and save me! Otherwise, I will definitely tell Senior Sister about your evil deeds!"

Ying Wubao leaned down amusedly, reached out and brushed the hole in his calf, and the wound immediately healed as before. She straightened up, waved her hand and let out a water mirror, which carefully looked at her face. No wonder this person can't recognize himself, the face turned into by his divine consciousness turned out to be the appearance of the little willow tree in his previous life, although it is also very similar, but there are some differences.

She dissipated the water mirror, "I don't blame you for not recognizing me. But before you shout, you'd better ask who I am. However, as the first disciple to be chosen by the demons to take away, I probably know the reason, and your death is still valuable. ”

Demons really prefer people who are psychologically dark and have a shadow in their hearts!

The disciple was torn even more incomplete at this time, "Who are you? It was you who angered the demons! Why was it me who was hurt? I could have lasted longer! At that time, Senior Sister Wubao might have sent someone else to save me! You vicious woman, you don't want to save me! You want to cut off my life! I won't let you go if I am a ghost!"

"Hehe, I'm the senior sister Wubao you have in mind!" replied as Ying Wubao drew the magic circle on the ground with his own thoughts.

The disciple was stunned for a moment, and then shouted like crazy: "You are lying! Senior Sister Wubao is by no means a vicious woman like you who will not be saved when she sees death! You liar!" However, there was a huge uneasiness in his heart, and he felt more and more that this woman's appearance was somewhat similar to that of Senior Sister Wubao, especially the expression between her eyebrows and eyes, which was exactly the same! How could this be!

Ying Wubao unhurriedly put away his pen and looked at the upgraded purification circle on the ground with satisfaction. It is also the first time that she has used it in actual combat, and she hopes to have the desired effect. She carefully finished a complicated spell decision, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief when she saw the formation light up.

She turned her head to look at the disciple who was already dying, and said leisurely: "If you are the original disciple of Tianquan, you should know that this is not the first time that I have seen death without help. Human life is precious. I will only use it to save those who deserve it. You say, right?"

The disciple really lost his consciousness this time, and he didn't make any movements, only muttering to himself, "Impossible, impossible, impossible......

Ying Wubao shook his head, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, pressed his hands on the edge of the formation, and continuously transmitted spiritual power to it. The magic circle suddenly shone brightly, constantly dissolving the black yin qi around it.

As if sensing that something was wrong, the giant demon quickly rolled the mist and retreated. But as if he had encountered some obstacle, he was pushed closer to the circle.

Ying Wubao pouted, "If I wasn't afraid that you would escape, where would I need to come step by step? If you run away, won't the burning sun vine I worked so hard to arrange be in vain?"

The demon then realized that she had allowed the little worm to move inside itself, and she had sprinkled the deadly vine seeds along the way! It howled as if begging for mercy, and soon realized that the little worm did not understand its words.

So, it tried to open its mouth several times before finally saying something that had not been used for a long time, "Let me go...... Villain...... Not worth ......"

Ying Wubao opened his eyes, looked at the demon whose body had been dissolved at least half, and asked curiously, "Can you speak?"

"I ...... Ben is ...... The demon ...... with difficulty, as if every time it said a word, it had to recall the pronunciation of that word for a long time.

Ying Wubao hesitated for a moment, and then continued to transmit spiritual power, "Even if you were originally a human, even if this body is a shameless villain, I can't let you go." He still has the possibility of saving, but you are already an out-and-out evil thing. ”

The demon was silent for a moment, and his body was dissolved again, "I don't want to...... Die...... ...... same," it pointed to the disciple who was huddled behind Wu Bao.

Wu Bao shook his head, "No one wants to die, I can understand you." But you're not like him. You're dead, he's alive. You'd better wait for the purification and go reincarnation!"

The demon suddenly became excited, pointing at himself, "Remnant...... Soul...... Cast...... ......Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned red, as if he had suddenly lost his mind, and frantically pounced on Wubao, making it the last moth to put out the fire.

Ying Wubao suddenly felt the pressure double, and the beads of sweat on his forehead continued to drip down into the magic circle. Seeing that the light of the array was suppressed and crumbling, she suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood in her heart, and her whole person withered. But the magic circle that almost collapsed under the last crazy counterattack of the demon stabilized, and even the light was even better than before, covering all the remnants of the demon inside.

The light slowly retracted into the array, and as the black mist that shrouded it gradually dissipated, the light of the circle slowly extinguished.

Ying Wubao fell to the ground, fortunately conscious, but his body was stiff and unable to move. She kept muttering, "It's over, it's over! This time I'm going to be nagged to death by Nangong Nian! I hope I can recover within three days, or I'm really going to be scolded to death by him!"

After another moment, Ying Wubao, who still couldn't move, watched a passage appear above him, and then he was dragged into the passage by a strong suction.

When she opened her eyes again, what she saw was Nangong Wufang with a straight face, "Hehe, I missed it." She wanted to say that, but found that she couldn't make a sound at all.

Nangong Wufang had a stinky face, and said, "You still want to speak, your soul is injured, you can lie down! If you can recover in seven days, it will be thanks to my elixir!"

Ying Wubao smiled in her heart, this time she was indeed a little overbearing. The disciple's sword stabbed into her calf was not as light as she seemed. Whether it is her legs or her heart's blood, in the final analysis, they are all part of her soul. Wherever the injury was, it was the damage of the entire divine soul, but she couldn't show weakness at that time.

Otherwise, how could she draw a magic circle so slowly? How could she draw such a small magic circle, but in the end, the power was insufficient, and she had to fill it with her own painstaking efforts!

That damn guy, he really made both of them miserable!

After two days, Ying Wubao, who was finally able to speak, asked about the fate of the disciple, "You must not let him go!"

Nangong glanced at her with disdain, "Do you still need to say that I would have been executed a long time ago! You haven't been recuperating well in the past two days, so you're thinking about this?