However, as the black light fell, the black gas did not directly hit the black light's body, but crossed the top of his head, roaring and rushing into the distance, and a moment later, not far away, there was a dull sound, and a big dirt pit exploded at the landing point. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And the corpses in this place have all disappeared, leaving only some black fog here for a long time.

Just as the black light fell, most of those black qi erupted and flew directly towards Bujie, but in an instant, they arrived at Bujie's side.

The protective divine light on Bujie's body shone brightly, faintly forming a cover to cover the whole of Bujie, but this only lasted for a moment, and then he couldn't hold on anymore, and the cover seemed to slowly deform and twist quickly, and finally exploded.

As the protective divine light dissipated, those black qi hit Bujie's body in an instant, directly knocking him out of the air, and then Bujie also fell to the ground fiercely, and then he didn't know it.

I don't know how long it was, or a moment, or a day, in this dim place of hell, and I couldn't estimate the time, but the black light finally opened his eyes.

The soreness of the whole body is the most intimate feeling of Black Light now, not only the body, but also the head, which feels muddy and uncomfortable, and it seems that he is still very unconscious.

The black light gradually sat up, he shook his head vigorously, and looked straight ahead, and what caught his eyelids was the chilsala, the so-called three fire unicorns in Buqi's mouth.

At this time, there were only two heads left, a lion head, a unicorn head, and the sheep's head, or to be precise, the demon head, had disappeared, and the black light saw this, and finally remembered what had happened before. That evil and insidious demon head should have disappeared forever with its self-detonation.

Recalling the scene before he fainted, Hei Guang still felt palpitations, just a little bit, he would be directly concentrated in his chest by the black gas generated by the explosion, if he was really hit head-on, I am afraid that the ending must not be very good.

"Huh, don't you quit?" the black light was startled, and suddenly thought.

Before he fell unconscious, he didn't see if Bujie had resisted the explosion in the end, but based on the methods that Bujie had shown, he should have no problem.

Thinking of this, Hei Guangming waved his hand casually, and found that the scimitar was still in his hand, he used the scimitar as a crutch and put it on the ground, and then he wanted to use his strength to support his body, but the next moment, his arm was weak, and his body was directly tilted down, if it wasn't for his other hand to support the ground in time, he would have fallen directly to the.

Followed, but there was a cooing sound, Hei Guang was startled, he looked around, trying to find out the source of this sound, in this extremely dangerous place, any unusual sound, there may be a huge danger lurking, the next moment, Hei Guang was even thinking about whether he was going to lie down again immediately, continue to pretend to be dead for this great cause.

But then, another cooing sound came, Hei Guang heard it, and his face instantly became extremely strange, this time he heard it thoroughly, this voice was not coming from elsewhere, it was coming from his own stomach, it turned out, this was a serious protest from his stomach, it seemed to be strange that Hei Guang hadn't eaten for a long time.

Hei Guangming couldn't help but smile bitterly, roughly estimated the time, since he began to climb Mount Hua, basically never eaten, no matter how you look at this time, it is more than two days, he has not eaten or drunk for so long and insisted on it until now, this is simply a miracle.

Although he was so hungry that his whole body was weak, the black light still forcibly gathered the little strength left in his body, and stood up little by little, his psychology was very worried.

In this unfamiliar region, the appearance of non-receptivity can be said to have left an indelible impression on his heart. Although this little monk is a little scheming, but it is generally good, he also has great kindness to himself, and he must not leave him alone, whether he is dead or alive, he must confirm it.

The Black Light stood up, took two deep breaths, and then moved in the direction of the Chilsala.

A moment later, he saw Bujie lying on the ground.

Bujie was lying on his back on a black ground at this time, the golden bowl in his hand was upside down not far away, and the three-ring tin staff was still held in Bujie's hand, and this three-ring tin staff seemed to be of great significance to Bujie, so that when he was unconscious, he was still tightly held in his hand.

At this time, there were a few more cuts on the small bald head, and a trace of blood was coming out, and in his small mouth, it was obvious that he saw a blood stain, which should have spit out a mouthful of blood.

And his original tattered monk's robe has become full of holes, and it can no longer be regarded as a complete piece of clothing, at most, some strips of cloth hang on his body, and even these strips of cloth may be broken at any time.

At such a close distance, the black light finally saw clearly, and on the dirty little feet, a pair of straw sandals were tightly fastened, and one of the soles of these straw sandals had already cracked a huge gap, and it was obviously impossible to wear. And just under this opening, on the soles of the feet of the unquit, there is also a cloud of black gas lingering there, which still refuses to disperse.

But these are not the most serious, the most serious is in the waist and crotch of the non-quit, there is a bloody wound there, on this wound, every drop of blood flows out, there is a mass of black gas that instantly swallows it, and this black gas, as if swallowing something great tonic thing, suddenly rises, and the body that does not quit will be released.

At the same time, on the surface of the body of the non-quit, a faint layer of golden light appeared, it was making an unremitting struggle against the black qi, even so, because the golden light was not controlled by anyone, but it let the black qi gradually prevail, and it seemed to collapse at any time, if the black qi absorbed enough blood qi without quitting, I am afraid the consequences would be serious.

Seeing this, for some reason, Hei Guangming suddenly felt a feeling of distress in his heart, at this time he completely ignored the identity of the master of non-discipline, and completely regarded him as a child who had not yet reached the cardamom years.

Hei Guangming took two steps closely, took off the coat on his body casually, and was about to lay it on the non-precept, but the next moment, he was stunned, for some reason, the non-precept at this time seemed to be a little different from the previous non-precept, what was the difference, but Hei Guangming couldn't see it for a while.

Hei Guang shook his head, he only thought it was his hallucination, and didn't pay much attention to it, but spread the coat on the ground, and then he squatted down, used all his strength, hugged Bu Jie, and then gently put it on top of the coat, in the process, Hei Guang was extremely careful, making his movements very gentle, and did not touch those black gases.

In this process, Black Light first lifted the head of the unquit and gently moved it to the coat, and then he gently lifted his hand from the crook of the unquit leg, and moved the whole body of the unquit to the coat little by little.

What Hei Guangming didn't expect at all was that just as he was about to withdraw his hand from the crook of the non-quit leg, one of his fingers was connected to the monk's robe of the non-quit, and he didn't use much force, and the monk's robe that had basically been broken into strips of cloth on the upper body of the monk robe was completely shattered with a bang, and then fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Hei Guangming breathed a sigh of relief, he was startled, but fortunately he didn't touch the wound of the non-quit, he glanced at the little face of the non-quit at this time, and his face was full of sadness.

Just because of the lack of abstinence at this time, there was a faint layer of black gas on his face, and even the breath he exhaled seemed to have a faint smell of sulfur, and the black light twitched his nose twice, yes, it was indeed a sulfur smell.

Black Light didn't know why, but he intuitively felt that this was not a good thing, he put his hand on the forehead of the non-quit, oops, the temperature was very high, and the non-quit seemed to have a fever, which ...... What can I do?

Hei Guangming's brain was in chaos at this time, he had never encountered this situation before, in Hei Guangming's short career, he had never been sick, although he still didn't know why, but he still understood the symptoms of fever, and the abnormal rise in body temperature was one of the prerequisites for fever.

Hei Guangming looked at Bujie again, and then he took off his T-shirt, revealing that he was black, but there was a trace of strong skin, and he was about to cover Bujie, but when he held his T-shirt in the air, he was like a lightning strike, and the T-shirt in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he couldn't put it down.

Before his eyes, he finally noticed what was the difference between not quitting.

At this time, Bujie lay quietly on the ground, his face showed a painful color from time to time, and his upper body, because of the unintentional act of black light, was completely exposed, but it was not ****, on his chest, a snow-white cloth wrapped his chest, and directly tied a knot on his back.

This strip of cloth is made of ayara, and at first glance it is made of excellent material, and the silk satin is smooth, so that people have an urge to touch it at a glance, and under it, two small protrusions are like small lotus in the pool, although there are only two points, but they have completely attracted the eyes of the black light.

At this point, even if the black light is dull, it can finally be seen clearly, the square cloth is clearly a chest-wrapping, and the master who has shown his might and fought with the evil and insidious little devil for a long time is actually a little girl, maybe should she be called a little nun?