The tall and towering giant doll was turned into a pool of ink and sprinkled on the ground after a short time.

Seeing that the situation was victorious, Shen Moli quickly gathered those ink colors into beads with his spiritual power, and suspended them in the air.

"Can this ink be reused?" asked Shen Moli.

"The girl is so smart, this ink can indeed be used again. With so many inks, hundreds of palaces can be built, and dozens can be gathered, which is really a very considerable number. Master Rabbit said with a smile in his eyes.

Divide the ink into two parts, Shen Moli directly put one of them into the ring, and handed the other one to the rabbit master.

"This ink is more precious than gold, and the girl still keeps it for herself to use in the future. I'm a cheap life, and it's not worth using this thing. Master Rabbit waved his hand hurriedly.

The evil venerable deliberately wanted to kill Shen Moli, but he didn't want to stain Shen Moli's blood with his own hands, leading Mo Jia to blame in the future. The rabbit master is completely harmless to Shen Moli's thoughts, on the contrary, because of his admiration for Mojia, the rabbit master's liking for Shen Moli is not sporadic at all.

"Why can't you do it, you have cultivated from a doll to a demon, and you are a hundred times more powerful than ordinary people. In just over ten years, stepping from the beginner level to the god level is something that all the strong people can't imagine, but you have forged the impossible with your own diligence. As the saying goes, the strong have no weapons, and their hands are invincible, since you have the talent in this area, you should use ink to create miracles. Shen Moli persuaded Master Rabbit.

Who is destined to be born in the world, and if you have to live as a plaything, you can also create your own world.

Shen Moli never thought that a conscious plaything with the power of the soul was an inferior existence. Even if you are a few levels lower than a person at the beginning, you can climb it up with the help of steps. If you don't even have steps, even if you jump and fly, you may be able to catch up with others.

Hearing Shen Moli's words, the rabbit lord's closed heart because of humility would be opened by the spring breeze. It looked at Shen Moli gratefully, the soft rabbit hand, and in the process of taking over those inks, there was indescribable excitement.

It was only when it saw the cool scene behind Shen Moli that its gaze darkened again.

The hall was completely destroyed by the giant baby, and those partners who used to say nothing to it and put their hearts in their hearts were no longer there, and this impact made it cold, and it also had a trace of unbearable and remembrance.

The rabbit master divided a few drops of ink in his hand and painted dozens of graves out of thin air, all of which were loaded into those dead companions. The tomb rested peacefully on the ruins, bearing the names of the dead objects.

"For them, there is nothing more fearful than being born and dying. Although the tomb painted in ink is simple, it is the greatest consolation for them. "The rabbit looked at the cemetery, and said to those objects that lost their lives and returned to the slag, as if he was talking to himself as a doll and having no choice in life.

"Demon Rabbit, if you protect Shen Moli, aren't you afraid that you won't even have any residue left after you die?" Behind the rabbit master, a figure suddenly appeared, flying so fast that it directly vibrated the rabbit who had entered the god level for thousands of meters.

Zhenfei was momentary, and there was a soul vibrating out of the rabbit's body, and it quickly returned to his body.

Suddenly, the sky was cold, and the body of the rabbit lord exuded endless coldness, attracting thousands of feet of ice on the ruins. Its hideous posture dissipated its original soft cuteness, and roared at Zhenfei's figure: "Wenhuang, don't deceive people too much! Today, I will seek justice for these monsters who died in the palace." ”

It swept forward in a furious blizzard, and when it passed by Shen Moli's side, it whispered, "Run, go as far as possible!"

Before the words fell, the cold wind swept Shen Moli up, whistling in the opposite direction to Wen Huang.

"Carving insect skills, do you think you can save her?" Wen Huang sneered.

He casually set off a fierce fire, sweeping away thousands of miles of snow and frost, and the disdain in his eyes was self-evident.

Under the sweep of the fierce fire, the rabbit fell in a scorched state, it rolled and wanted to get up, and then stopped the disaster for Shen Moli, but it couldn't.

Wen Huang burned the fire to the ground under his feet, and the whole person flew out, raising the speed to the extreme.

Between the fire and the wind, the storm carrying Shen Moli was finally defeated under several collisions with the fire.

The wind blows the fire, and the fire blown by the wind continues to heat up, and finally the wind is dissipated.

Wen Huang held a fire sword in his hand, dragging it to the ground, and there was a crisp sound. He compared his long sword, pressed it against Shen Moli's neck, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

Listening to the word "Qi Yan", Shen Moli once again remembered the man who rescued her from the secret passage of the Demon City. thought that when Pingshui met, he would not get together again in the future, but he never thought that someone would kill her because of Qi Yan.

"But nod your head and make friends, if you seek revenge, you will inevitably find the wrong person. As Shen Moli spoke, he hid his hands behind his back, attracted Wen Huang's attention with his words, and took out a few ecstasy from the ring.

Wen Huang wears a mask, her clan is difficult to distinguish, and she can only choose the common medicine powder of the five clans, in order to win the gamble.

After listening to Shen Moli's painless words, Wen Huang's eyes erupted with anger. The burning long sword was stained with blood on Shen Moli's neck, and blood flowed from the wound to the blade.

Hatred blinded Wen Huang Su Ri's calmness, he yelled at Shen Moli: "If it doesn't matter, how can you have the Heart Moon Fox Totem in your hand?"

Shen Moli's heartstrings moved, she never knew that Yuehu and Qi Yan had some kind of close relationship.

She said quietly: "I know where the Xinyue Fox is, but the Xinyue Fox is the Xinyue Fox, what does it have to do with Qi Yan?"

Taking advantage of the gap between speaking, she was powdered with good medicine, just waiting for Wen Huang to speak.

Half of the mask covered Wen Huang's nose, and if she wanted the powder to quickly enter Wen Huang's body, she could only aim and sprinkle the medicine and pour it into Wen Huang's mouth.

"Qi Yan's soul, how can it be ......" Wen Huang listened to half of his words, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and countless Qi Heng's voices sounded in his ears.

Shen Moli picked up Wang Yang, threw it on Wen Huang's chest, and directly shook Wen Huang's Fire Burning Sword open by half a centimeter, twisted his light waist, flashed from Wen Huang's side, and rushed to the rabbit master who fell to the ground.

After just two or three steps, the fire sword once again came from behind and put it on Shen Moli's shoulder. Wen Huang's gloomy voice came from far and near: "Sure enough, it belongs to the same hill as Qi Yan, and even the indiscriminate means are consistent." ”

The Chuanyan Sword has been in the hands of Wenhuang for 10,000 years, and it has the same heart as Wenhuang. Although Shen Moli used medicine to make Wen Huang lose his mind for a while, the sword spirit of Chuan Yan was not affected by the medicine powder. When Wen Huang forced out the medicinal powder that had been inhaled into his body, Chuan Yanjian had already left Wen Huang's palm and caught up with Shen Moli.

The blade of the fiery sword burned the light clothes on Shen Moli's shoulders to black and scorched. There were waves of water, which appeared on the burning skin, resisting the damage caused by the fire to Shen Moli.

Before Wen Huang walked away, he came to Shen Moli in a pause, and said in a cold voice: "I will not spare any of the people that Qi Yan cares about." Nian has a little friendship with Mojia, and tell me your last words. If I can do it, I'll probably do it for you. ”