Long Yue replied, "Each has its own strengths, and they are all very good."

Jiang Wenming snorted disdainfully: "I don't know why you are so lucky, you can always find such a good helper with human nature, is it that every one of them has poured your blood and bones?"

Long Yue rolled his eyes directly: "If you want it too, lower your posture and beg me well, instead of coming over to squeeze people, you are not begging people to do things."

Jiang Wenming wanted to say something more, but suddenly, he heard Xiaobai's scream.

This sound touched the nerves like a pinprick in the face, and Long Yue immediately became nervous, standing up and about to rush over.

Jiang Wenming and I reacted immediately and directly pressed Long Yue down.

However, Jiang Wenming and I seriously underestimated Long Yue's strength, and even if the two of us joined forces, we couldn't control him.

Of course, Jiang Wenming and I can also understand his feelings, after all, the emotions between him and Xiaobai have long gone beyond the relationship between the owner and the pet, and are more like comrades-in-arms and relatives.

However, running in at this time is tantamount to a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, and this time, it is still with a task, and in the end, the two of us can only watch Long Yue run in.

When the dragon jumped inside, he didn't let out a scream like Xiaobai, but when he entered the inside, he made no sound, and waited for a long time, but there was no response.

Needless to say, it must have been ambushed. The two of us were anxious about how to save people.

Now we have to deal with two people with mana, and they are very powerful.

The two of us are just ordinary people, and in front of them, it is not worth mentioning at all, and now the priority is to find someone who understands magic, and suddenly, I have an idea.

I asked Jiang Wenming, "Do you know any of the Azan masters in these rooms who might use methods to fight against them?"

Jiang Wenming sighed helplessly: "What if you know? It is estimated that he is also in a half-dead state, and it is difficult to protect himself, how can he fight against it, do you still have any power to return to heaven?"

I smiled and told him that as long as I could find it, it would be fine.

Jiang Wenming is so smart, as soon as his mind turned, he knew my careful thoughts, pointed to a house in the farthest distance and said, "There should be a black-clothed master named Azan Duolun in there, who studied under Long Poduo, and the method is just right to restrain the king of Hades, but it is unknown how much ability he can exert himself."

In this situation, there is no time to continue to think about it, no matter how small the hope is, it is always necessary to give it a try.

So, the two of us went straight to the past and saw through the gaps in the wood to see the situation inside.

There was no difference from the previous ones, their hands were tied high, hanging from the beams, a needle was inserted in their feet, and blood kept falling through the thin thread in the oil lamp dish.

Through the faint light, it was found that Azandorun's condition did not seem to be optimistic, his breathing was weak, and his face was pale.

It is far from Jiang Wenming's situation before.

At this time, I couldn't help muttering a little in my heart, and I still had a pill in my hand to restore my strength, but in Azan Duolun's case, can taking the pill work?

Forget it, there is no other way, Sima should be a live horse doctor.

The two of us carefully checked every corner of the room, and after making sure that there was nothing abnormal, we cautiously opened the door and entered.

The people inside are like Azandorun, half-dead, and we go inside without opening our eyes, as if all this has nothing to do with them, or that they have lost hope of life, and everything has nothing to do with them.

Jiang Wenming and I reasonably put Azan Duolun down and lay him down, and then took out the only pill he had.

"There's only the last one, and I don't know if it's going to work."

"If it doesn't work, you have to try, take 10,000 steps back, if it doesn't work, Lao Tzu will set fire to Ya's house and burn Ya's house to death." Jiang Wenming said indignantly.

I didn't hesitate any longer, and stuffed the pill directly into Azandorun's mouth, and Jiang Wenming fed him some water to take it.

While waiting for him to recover, Jiang Wenming and I were not idle, and the others were hanged

Master Azan loosened his ties in turn, lay on the ground, and fed some water.

Just when I was untying the last Master Azan, Jiang Wenming was suddenly stunned, I immediately noticed something wrong, and hurriedly asked him what was wrong?

As soon as I said this, I felt a terrible swelling in my head.

At this time, Jiang Wenming put down the untied rope in his hand and began to beat his head hard, it seems that he was also troubled by this sudden situation.

I didn't get much better, as if I was wearing a tight hoop, and there was a Tang monk on the side who kept chanting mantras.

Although my head hurts, I also know what the reason is, it is estimated that one of the Hades and Azan Li, or both of them, are casting spells at the same time, which makes the surrounding yin qi suddenly intensify, which causes us to have a splitting headache.

I couldn't help but slap my head in time, and then I saw that Jiang Wenming had begun to roll on the ground, as if he was a monkey who had been recited a mantra, but it looked a little funny, but I couldn't laugh, after all, compared to Jiang Wenming, my condition was not much better.

No, we have to find a way, either to cast the spell Hades and Azan Li***, or to leave this place as soon as possible.

Don't think about it, it's easier to do the latter.

I struggled with my body, walked up to Jiang Wenming, and wanted to help him up and walk out of the door, but just as I was about to pull him up, I didn't expect that one of his turnovers almost dragged me down.

It's really the helplessness and helplessness of the special mother.

At this time, I was looking for a new way of thinking, or I should leave this place first, and then return to save people when I had recovered my strength. I had a headache, and before my head could get the command, my body involuntarily began to walk towards the door.

At this moment, the body seems to be not its own, as if it has been filled with lead, and every step you take has to pay a hundred times the hard work and effort.

And the door in front of me suddenly became so far away, as if it were 108,000 miles.

Physically and mentally suffered a great amount of torture, and in the end, I also had a little support, and with a bang, I planted it straight up, and my consciousness gradually fell into a coma, and the only constant was the feeling of a splitting headache, which lingered on my head all the time.

In this way, I don't know how long it took, I felt like I was going to die, and suddenly, another voice came to my head.

The voice was strange, a bit like Sanskrit, a bit like a mantra, and it was engaged in a fierce battle with the demon that gave people a headache in their heads.

The more fierce the fight became, from the weak at the beginning, gradually became strong, and prevailed.

I also started to get excited and cheered for the voice.