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Ghost Horse Evil Wind wants to make one last request to Zijin'er.

However, Zi Jin'er was able to become a candidate saintess of the Tianshan Sect, the top sect of the White Tiger Empire, how smart she was, and she immediately said, "Brother, I don't feel like you dare to hug me tightly. ”

Ghost Horse Evil Wind tears rained down, and immediately contracted his arms and hugged her tightly.

"First, I can't do it if I forget you. Second, it's an ordeal to live without you. Brother, what do you want me to do?"

"Ahh

"Uh......h Woo...... Woo ...... "The ghost horse and the evil wind finally cried mercilessly.

At this moment, Zi Jin'er was like a little girl who had done something wrong, constantly patting the back of the ghost horse and evil wind, and muttered, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

Finally, the crazy expression turned into firmness, and the evil wind pursed his lips and said, "It took me 10,000 years to resurrect you." Promise me that even if it is an ordeal to live, you will live. If I can't forget it, I'll remember it, don't we have a legend of reincarnation in the Western Regions? Wait for my brother to come back, okay?"

"But how can I recognize you as reincarnated?" Zi Jin'er asked seriously.

The ghost horse turned his head to look at the bronze ancient lamp.

He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and said gently: "Jin'er, I drank the blood of a million vampire bats to temporarily have the ability to return to heaven and earth. Now, my power is disappearing dramatically, and I don't even have the power of a quasi-saint. I can't bear to make up a story to lie to you, maybe one day, a young man will hold a lamp and go to the Tianshan Mountains to look for snow lotus......"

"Hey, the wind is so big, why do you need to come back?"

In an instant, three figures teleported and appeared, forming a triangle to enclose the ghost horse Evil Wind and Zijin'er.

Dongfang Yu glanced at Long Qi, transmitted the sound inside the crystal skull, and collected all the evil spirits, fierce beasts, and thunder sound beasts into the purple cloud tripod space.

The enemy is unknown, and from the mouth of the ghost horse Liangren, it can be known that the old chief of this tribe is not a thing at all, so it is better to hide more strength and be careful.

"Let's go, Long Qi, let's protect that girl. ”

The ghost horse evil wind slowly pulled Zijin'er behind her, she was only a fourth-grade cultivator, and she was weak for ten thousand years. Even if there is a large amount of essence blood replenished, the combat power will not be strong and cannot be fought. What's more, there are three quasi-saints.

"Father," said Oni Wind, "this is the last time I will call you that, because you don't deserve it." Power blinds your mind, you don't know that I have no ambitions, if I get Zijin'er, I will never oppose you. ”

"Child!" said the old ghost horse, "time changes everything. You're just talking about your current state of mind. You don't know that people are not satisfied, and maybe what they don't get will make them cherish it very much, but once they get it, they will immediately abandon it. If you were allowed to get Zijin'er back then, as soon as the freshness of a few years passed, your eyes would return to the royal court. After all, you are a ghost talent that has not been encountered in the grassland for thousands of years, and I am not at ease with you. ”

"Ahh

The evil wind of the ghost horse showed a hideous face, and rushed forward, and at the same time sliced through the void with a big palm like a cloud, sweeping towards his father.

The quasi-saint on the right side of the old ghost horse was as fast as a ghost, blocking him like light and electricity, and in the next moment, he would face the ghost horse evil wind strongly.

"Boom!"

There was an unexpected loud bang, and a mushroom cloud evaporated.

No one could imagine that Dongfang Yu was covered in white sweat. He and Long Qi looked at each other, and secretly reminded themselves in their hearts that they must always remember this battle in their hearts.

How could a quasi-saint blow himself up just after a fight?

The ghost horse was seriously injured, his left arm was completely blown away, the blood on the left side of his face was blurred, and one eyeball had disappeared. He slashed back, but didn't forget to block out all the power of the explosion.

Zi Jin'er's exclamation sounded behind him.

Dongfang Yu did not hesitate to cast the Vertical Ground Golden Light Technique, drawing a horizontal "U" to bring Zi Jin'er out of the dangerous battle core.

"Who?" came two thunderclaps.

"Snow Mountain Sect, protect the Holy Maiden. Dongfang Yu said coldly, full of rejection of people thousands of miles away, "We absolutely don't care about your life-and-death duel, we are only responsible for taking the holy woman away after the battle." ”

"Why after the battle?" the old chief's nasty voice came, making Dongfang Yu's heart surge, if it wasn't for the constant reminder that it was not a good thing for him to be ghostly and evil, he really wanted to go up and shoot this person to death.

"If the saint's friend is still alive, the saint has the right to hear his last words. Dongfang Yu's voice was even colder, fearless.

"Hehe," the old chief turned around and said to the ghost horse, "Child, you are not as honest as before, just now you said that you no longer have the combat power of a quasi-saint." It turned out to be lying to me. Thankfully, I had a slave with me, otherwise I would have almost been tricked by you. Now, you can cut yourself, you only have more than four pins of combat power, don't die too ugly in front of Jin'er. ”

"Take care of Zijin'er for me, these are my last words, you can go. The ghost horse evil wind waved his only hand behind him, but Dongfang Yu saw that in the position where the old chief couldn't see them, the green lantern swayed with the swing of his hand.

This kid is indeed getting more and more despicable by his father's teaching, Dongfang Yu thought.

"People and lights are one!"

With the cry of the evil wind, the following things happened at the same time.

The first piece.

The evil wind of the ghost horse rushed towards the old chieftain, and at the same time, the ancient bronze oil lamp drew a dreamy trajectory, and pounced on the old chief from behind.

The second piece that happened at the same time.

The old chief yelled, "Don't be merciful," and attacked with his companion to the Saint-to-be.

The third piece that happened at the same time.

The old chief's quasi-saint companion suddenly teleported within a very short distance, and the next moment, a blue giant sword had already slashed towards Dongfang Yu.

At the same time, a fiery red lion with a duck's head spewed out a bright divine thunder the size of a bucket at Long Qi's mouth.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The three subdivisions of the battlefield sounded at the same time.

The old chief, who had been cunning all his life, never thought that his son, who was obviously only in the four-grade realm, would once again have the strength to almost surpass the peak quasi-saint when he was united with an ancient lamp.

He didn't expect his son to learn himself so quickly, he didn't think about any moves at all, he came up with an unreasonable self-explosion, and he hugged himself enthusiastically before the self-explosion.

What he didn't expect was that at the most critical moment, the Peak Quasi-Saint Society, who was hired by him with a lot of money, released his own pigeons and let himself meet his son who was already completely crazy alone.

It was enough to have these three unexpected, and this pair of deceitful father and son finally became the most different fireworks of that night, and in the deepest entanglement, they turned into the same cloud of ashes.