As soon as the long tail of the demon girl approached the boy's body, it was immediately captured by the electric light and directly entwined, and the smell of burning hair was exuding in the air. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The demon girl screamed miserably, and quickly retracted her long tail, her face a little distorted in pain from the electric shock just now.

At the same time, the black-faced strong man had already grabbed Wen Jie and pulled his collar in the air. Wen Jie was grabbed like this, his breath was not smooth, and his face was red. I can only pull the palm of the strong man's iron pincers with all my might.

Repelling the demon girl, the boy's eyes shot out a flash of lightning, and he slashed directly at the strong man. At the same time, the figure surged up, and the small fist flashed countless currents, blasting towards the strong man's head like a mountain.

In desperation, the strong man let go of Wen Jie, turned around to meet the boy, and punched the boy's small fist.

Wen Jie was let go, snapped, and fell to the ground in embarrassment in an extremely indecent posture, stirring up a cloud of dust. The trachea was finally liberated, and I couldn't help coughing violently, which was a little respite.

There was a loud bang, and the two fists collided. The wind inside the house suddenly rose, and the huge impact caused the fragile earthen house to collapse in an instant, and the grass, trees, and mud scattered in all directions.

Wen Jie, who had just taken a breath, flew out directly upside down and fell hard into the pile of rubble a few meters away. Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Wen Jie, who wanted to stand up, fell to the ground weakly, his eyes rolled and he fainted gorgeously.

Wen Jie was dizzy, the boy seemed to have lost his motivation all of a sudden, he was still fighting against the strong man one moment, and disappeared the next moment.

The strong man was stunned for a moment, then smiled proudly, strode to Wen Jie's side, put Wen Jie on his shoulders like a chicken, and disappeared with the demon girl into a black wind.

Hearing a loud noise, Dacheng and his family came out one after another. But all they saw was a ruin, and there was still the shadow of Wenjie!

His head was buzzing and painful, and his body was screaming in pain as if it had been run over by a car. The pain in my chest was as bad as if it had been pressed against a boulder, and I felt difficult to breathe.

Laboriously opened his eyes, his eyes were blurry, and in a trance, it seemed that there was a face looking at him. I wanted to rub my eyes, but when the feeling of not being able to lift my hand was transmitted to my brain, I realized that my hand was chained.

Well, suddenly sobering up, Wen Jie realized that not only his hands but also his feet were locked! He was locked on a soft and comfortable bed like a big character! In front of him, it was the demon girl who grabbed him and the strong man with a black face.

Knowing his current situation, Wen Jie suddenly felt bad! Cold sweat kept running out of his pores. Don't blame Wen Jie for thinking blindly, just imagine, whoever encounters such a situation will be uncomfortable, right?

The demon girl looked at Wen Jie with a nervous look and giggled, and her slender hands half-covered her smile, which was unique.

It's just that Wen Jie is not in the mood to appreciate these at this time. He was very clear that the 'people' in front of him were all monsters! I couldn't help but think of Journey to the West, the two fates of Tang Seng after he was arrested! However, people have Sun Wukong to save him, what about himself? Who will save me!

Thinking of this, Wen Jie really wanted to cry without tears, and with the injury on his body, he fainted again.

Like a dream, Wen Jie's steps are vain, as if stepping on cotton to a white world. Ahead, the little boy was floating in mid-air sleeping.

Coming to the boy, Wenjie tries to wake him up. But when he just raised his hand, he saw the boy's unusually pale little face, and the bright red blood on the corner of his lips!

He's injured! Then it's not sleeping, it's supposed to be recuperating or unconscious! It's all my own fault, it's hurt him! I lowered my head and gently stroked the boy's little face: "You can rest! I'll solve my own business!"

Suddenly opening his eyes, Wen Jie let out a sigh of relief as if he had a nightmare. Moving his limbs, which were still locked, the chains made a crunching sound.

While his mind was quickly calculating, his eyes kept wandering, observing his surroundings. It was like being in a big cave, except that the ground was flat and full of sharp bare rocks.

"Wake up, you won't faint again, will you?" came the enchanting voice of the demon girl. has calmed down, and Wen Jie also knows his condition.

looked at the demon girl and gave her a fierce look: "Disgusting monster!" Although Wen Jie is sometimes timid and afraid, it doesn't mean that he is spineless.

The demon girl was scolded, and slapped the strong man with her elbow, not angry but laughing: "Yo! Look, you dare to scold people after all this!

The demon girl spat the strong man in disgust: "Hmph, what the Lord said must be right! Do you still doubt that the Lord's words are not true?"

When the strong man heard this, he no longer paid attention to the demon girl, turned around and left like a gust of wind.

Well, Wen Jie also admitted that he was nervous, and he could no longer be surprised by watching these monsters come and go.

Seeing that the strong man was gone, the demon girl shook her willow waist and moved to the side of Wen Jie's bed, sat on it, and raised her hand to Wen Jie's cheek: "White and tender, still a lovely person!"

Wen Jie hurriedly turned his face sideways, avoiding the touch of the demon girl. But it was still too late, and the witch's fingers crossed the corners of Wen Jie's lips, stained with a trace of blood. Looking at the blood-stained fingers, the demon girl trembled with laughter: "Look at your current appearance, it's much better than that cold god who is high up!

Wen Jie looked at the demon girl: "What are you doing here, you don't just want to talk to me!"

The demon girl didn't seem to expect Wen Jie to say this, and quietly followed Wen Jie for an afternoon, knowing that he was an optimist, and she seemed to see the scene of Wen Jie and Dacheng talking haha. Now, Wen Jie is suddenly like this, and she really can't accept it.

Seeing that the demon girl was stunned, she suddenly felt that the monster was also quite human, and she would be stunned? (nonsense, they also have spiritual intelligence, and they are the same as people, but their postures are different!)

After relieving herself, the demon girl smiled lightly: "It's your brother who misses you and wants to see you!

Wen Jie rolled his eyes speechlessly, it was better to believe her words than to drown a fish in water.

Seeing that Wen Jie didn't believe it, the demon girl didn't care: "Hey, people kindly remind you, your brother's temper is not like mine, you!

Shaking off the goosebumps, Wen Jie pouted a little speechlessly! He can be sure that he won't die! The reason is very simple, in front of the monsters, they want to kill themselves, they have already died, and they don't have to lock themselves so hard.

Not only that, but they are actually not bad for themselves, and the soft bed under them is not proof? So, why did they arrest themselves and lock them up as if they were afraid of themselves? What is the matter with that younger brother? How can he save himself? Wen Jie kept thinking about this, after all, he couldn't do anything but think about things.

At this moment, the door opened, which had not been used until now. Following the prestige, Wen Jie looked at the stranger, the person who walked through the door. I thought that in the eyes of their monsters, the door or something was just a decoration!(It's because his seal hasn't been completely lifted, otherwise, he wouldn't be too lazy to walk step by step!)

It was a man in a black robe, with no expression on his stiff and resolute face. Thick black sword eyebrows, deep ink-like eyes, a straight nose, slightly thick but curvy lips. This man is full of hardness and heroism everywhere in his body.

Behind the man, followed by a servant-like woman, holding a tray with a bowl of medicine on it. Because Wen Jie smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine.

The man came to Wen Jie, frowned at him, and sighed softly: "Why are you doing this? Now you end up in a situation that is not as good as me!" It can be heard that although the man's voice is full of anger, there is still a deep regret.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Jie analyzed the meaning of the man's words: "You know me, can you tell me who I am?"

Wen Jie remembered what the boy had said before, he came here with a mission! So is he an ordinary person, or is he the Jade Yang Divine Monarch in their mouth?

Sighing, the man looked at Wen Jie and shook his head: "It's boring, I see you now! I'm really disappointed! I don't hate you anymore, you have already paid the price for your pedancy! Next, you just watch me show off your skills! Hahaha!" As he spoke, the man laughed and left, leaving Wen Jie with a puzzled face, staring at his departing back. It's so familiar, that back gives Wen Jie a very familiar feeling.

The man left, but the maidservant didn't leave, knelt lightly beside Wen Jie's bed, scooped up a small spoonful of medicinal juice: "Shenjun, take medicine! This is healing medicine!" As he spoke, the small spoon reached his lips.

The strong smell of fishy medicine came to his nose, Wen Jie only felt a burst of nausea, gritted his teeth, and just didn't open his mouth.

Seeing this, the maid sighed slightly, took back the medicine spoon, and set it aside. Just when Wen Jie was about to secretly rejoice, he pinched Wen Jie's mouth open.

A little girl, Qianqian shallots are as hard as pliers. Wen Jie's head couldn't move at all, and he could only passively open his mouth. The medicinal juice in the bowl was like a hose, converging into a black water line, flowing directly into Wen Jie's mouth, without swallowing, the fishy and bitter medicinal juice flowed directly into the stomach, as uncomfortable as feeding.

A bowl of medicine finally bottomed out, and the maidservant girl let go of Wen Jie. As soon as he was relieved, Wen Jie immediately became nauseous, and his retching tears flowed.

The maidservant looked at Wen Jie expressionlessly: "Xiaocui is offended, and I hope that Shenjun will not resist taking medicine next time." After saying that, he stood up, turned around, and left, without any mud and water.

Looking at the slender and thin back, Wen Jie was sincerely shocked: "Daddy, what the hell is this, mother, what is it?

Alas! sighed, Wen Jie only knew that his life was not in danger at the moment, and it seemed that he had to escape as soon as possible, otherwise he would not be able to stand this medicine!

Sure enough, as Wen Jie thought, for three days, Wen Jie was forcibly drugged. It's not that Wen Jie doesn't want to drink it himself, it's really hard to swallow! The effect of the medicine seems to be very good, and Wen Jie's injuries have all healed. It's just that I've been locked in there, and my body feels stiff. Even though the bed is very soft, it is not comfortable to lie down for a long time!

Just three days later, Wen Jie, who was forced to drink the ninth bowl of medicine, felt that something seemed to be wrong! The chest was even more stuffy and uncomfortable.

Gradually, Wen Jie only felt that he was going to be burned to death, and it was very uncomfortable. His hands were clenched into fists, and his legs were constantly struggling. The chains were pulled by Wen Jie, and the water and light appeared and disappeared on the chains when Wen Jie pulled the chains violently, as if they had blessed the chains with a layer of protection.

As the pain intensified, Wen Jie struggled more violently, and the sparkling chain gradually cracked, as if it was about to break.

At this time, the boy who was quietly floating in Wen Jie's body also had a painful expression on his face, and his little body was trembling constantly. It can be seen that a trace of smoke like gas is constantly gathering around the boy, slowly enveloping him, and soon, the boy is swallowed by these gases, and the gas condenses, gradually becoming transparent. At this time, there was no expression on the boy's face, and his body was completely surrounded by a thick layer of ice, and he was frozen in!