Seeing that she stopped attacking, the attack of these thorns eased a lot.

And Lu Qingyang on the side was still being attacked by thorns, Lu Qingyang shouted while hiding: "Damn, why are you chasing me so hard!"

He saw that the thorns did not attack Nan Xue and Xiao Zhimiao, so he ran towards them, Nan Xue saw that because he was running, those thorns also attacked the two of them, so he pushed Lu Qingyang away: "Go to other places, think about what you just said."

Lu Qingyang: "??? What did I say?"

He clutched his chest, which had been pierced into a bloody hole by thorns, and looked at Xu Zhilan: "Xu Zhilan, throw me a treatment!"

He was greeted with a whip that could crush stones.

Lu Qingyang rolled to the side and dodged, "Are you crazy? Xu Zhilan, aren't you dead set on Xiaozhi? That's it?"

Xiao Zhimiao copied one of Xu Zhilan's healing skills and threw it at Lu Qingyang, "You shut up for me."

Little Secia looked at the villagers who were tied up in the square, her hands tightened hard, and the thorns tightened with her movements.

The thorns sank deep into the flesh and blood of the villagers, and the bright red blood dripped to the ground, staining the entire square with blood in the heavy rain.

Xu Zhilan's eyes were firmly fixed on Xiao Zhimiao, but his consciousness was controlled by little Secia, and he couldn't even open his mouth to call her.

An innocent and cruel smile appeared on the corner of Little Secia's mouth: "Xu Zhilan, help them heal their injuries."

Xu Zhilan immediately placed a huge recovery magic array, in the recovery magic array, the villagers' wounds quickly recovered, and the thorns penetrated their flesh and blood more unscrupulously, and the sharp thorns pierced their trachea, making them only cry in pain and not curse.

The system constantly pops up a panel to remind the player of the health of the villagers.

Even with Xu Zhilan's help to recover, the health of the villagers is constantly decreasing, and if these villagers die, their mission will fail.

A magic array emitting a dark mist appeared at the feet of little Secia, and a blue ghost figure crawled out of the magic array and rushed towards her and Xu Zhilan Zhou Ning.

Xiao Zhimiao's eyes searched in the heavy rain, this is the skill of the necromancer, and it is the player of the Necromantic Guild.

Xu Zhilan waved a thousand threads, blocking in front of little Sessia to protect her.

Little Secia squatted down to look at this magic array, and stroked it with his hand: "Interesting, it's obviously dark magic, but with holy magic power, it can only exert less than half of its actual power."

"Zhou Ning, come here."

Little Secia beckoned to Zhou Ning, and he immediately squatted down in front of her.

"Use that blood spell of yours and cover it."

Zhou Ning did as she said, covering her skills on this magic array that summoned the undead.

Little Secia grabbed Zhou Ning's hand and made a deep cut on his hand with thorns, blood gushed out of his hand and infested the magic array, little Secia stained his blood and wrote and drew on the magic array again, and the crimson magic followed her movements into the magic array.

When her last stroke fell, all the undead survived, their eyes glowing crimson, and turned to attack the necromancer who summoned them.

They pounced on him and tore and slashed, and the multitude of undead engulfed him in an instant.

A few seconds later, the undead withdrew and returned to the magic array, and in the place just now, only a pair of white bones remained.

Another player is out.

Little Secia looked at the skeleton coldly, and the magic array under his feet emitted a crimson light. new

She turned back to look at the little golden tree of flames, which had been extinguished by the heavy rain, and put her hand on the trunk.

She turned her head to look at Xiao Zhimiao, who was hanging high and had nothing to do with herself, and manipulated the thorns to entangle her and bring her to her.

Xiao Zhimiao spoke, "Have you had enough? Are you relieved?"

Little Secia grabbed her hand, slashed her hand with thorns, and then pressed her palm to the little golden tree.

She smiled, laughed

Rong was a little pale and weak: "Then do you feel relieved?"

Little Secia felt the warm hand in his palm, and whispered, "You, you think that if you hide all your memories, you won't have to bear all this, but the wound will leave a scar."

As she spoke, she drew a spell on their clasped hands, and after little Secia finished reading, she turned her head to look at Xiao Zhimiao.

Xiao Zhimiao looked at the tears in her eyes, raised her other hand, and lit a flame in her hand.

The flames extinguished by the rain rekindled the burning of the golden tree, and this time, the rain could no longer extinguish the raging fire.

Soon, the little golden tree was engulfed in flames.

The two of them looked side by side at the burning golden tree in front of them, and the images of the fight and the screams were automatically isolated by them.

Little Secia asked, "Didn't my father really come to pick me up?"

She turned to look at her, "I think you're doing a good job right now."

Xiao Zhimiao pondered for a moment: "I don't know, I don't remember, but if I guessed correctly, he should have taken me away."

Little Secia blinked, and there was a hint of joy in her tone, "Really? But I don't think you like him."

Xiao Zhimiao: "It's not a good thing, Secia."

After that, Xiao Zhimiao sighed: "What's the use of me telling you this, you are just my past, it's boring to coax yourself by yourself."

Now little Secia is affected by her emotions, so she will become so cold-blooded and irritable, which is the emotional personality she has now.

And in the past, the real her was tortured in the Golden Village, and finally was taken away by the God of Light.

Because at that time, she could already completely control her, a cowardly but hateful child of the world, she hated all light things in her bones, but she would obediently listen to the words of the light god, who saved her.

Little Secia raised his second-hand hand and said pitifully, "But now you are the only one who can coax me, I don't trust others."

Xiao Zhimiao couldn't help but smile and said to her, "Just believe in myself."

"Alright, that's it."

Little Cessia let go of her hand, "You go and do the rest of your business, I'm going to die anyway."

Xiao Zhimiao: "If you die, why am I still standing here?"

Little Secia summoned a few thorns, and when she heard her words, she lowered her head and looked at her toes, "Can't you lie to me?"

For her now, being alive is the greatest pain.

From beginning to end, she didn't look at her own body, as if she could feel the sharp knife on her body at a glance.

Little Secia controlled the thorns and flew towards the golden statue, which wound the statue in a circle and circle, and she jerked it, and the golden idol fell to the flames of the little golden tree.

She muttered, "You've been unhappy with this statue for a long time, why don't you do it yourself."

Xiao Zhimiao smiled, was her personality so awkward and cute when she was a child?

"Be careful!"

Xu Zhilan's voice came, and the next moment, a huge figure came through the fire, waving its claws and grabbing them.

Each of those claws was so sharp that it could split them in half.

Xu Zhilan pounced on the two of them, pinning them to the ground and dodging the attack.

Nan Xue unleashed a fireball that knocked the white-haired monster into the air.

Xu Zhilan looked at the two people under him, and smiled helplessly: "You said that you are all alone, can you agree a little bit and don't make contradictions, otherwise I will be very embarrassed."

Little Secia winked at Xu Zhilan and said, "Our opinions have always been unanimous."

Xu Zhilan raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Zhimiao: "So just now Xiaoxiao Zhizhi said that he likes me, is it true?"

Xiao Zhimiao put her hand on his chest, and the corners of her mouth hooked: "Of course, good dog."

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She also specially said the three words "good dog" word by word.

With that, she pushed him away from her.

Xu Zhilan smiled and did not succeed in deceiving.

He looked at little Cessia, who gave him a sly smile.

Tsk, no wonder it's the same person, it's all little foxes!

"It's unforgivable to burn the statue of the God of Light!"

The white-haired monster let out a gruff sound and lunged at them with a low roar.

"It's the preacher!"

Xiao Zhimiao's heart was shot in the head by her, but she is not dead yet?

By this time Dorothy had turned into a monster, her skin was dark and dry, her legs were long and thin, but they were full of bounce, and she jumped in front of them, and the claws of her two hands seemed to be equipped with steel knives in their hands, and the white hair on her head covered her entire face, so long that it almost mopped the floor.

"Disgusting little monster!"

Dorothy cursed as she attacked Xiao Zhimiao and Little Secia.

Neither of them showed their true faces, but now Dorothy could smell their souls.

Hearing her curse, the two of them showed cold expressions at the same time.

Countless thorns wound around her, all cut off by her sharp claws, and a flying sword flew from behind Xiao Zhimiao, piercing Dorothy and nailing it to the ground.

She struggled frantically, cursing and cursing.

Little Cessia wrapped her tightly around her with thorns, penetrating through her wounds and locking her bones one by one.

Then she walked up to Dorothy and said, "Dorothy, you are my mother's student......

Hearing little Secia's words, Dorothy stopped struggling, she raised her head and stared at her, "But she shouldn't have betrayed our faith, she shouldn't have given birth to you!"

"She deserves to go to hell, and so do you!"

Xiao Zhimiao walked to Little Sasia's side, looked at the monster with a distorted face in front of her, a cluster of flames ignited in her hand, and her hand moved slightly, controlling the thorns to pose as a burner.

She smiled the same wickedly as little Cessia, "My mother is in hell, so go and stay with her."

"Oh yes, I filthy and wicked little witch will live a long time to let this crimson light spread all over the continent of Karon, to infiltrate everyone with darkness, to pull down your great god of light from the altar, to knock down all his idols as firewood, to trample him under his feet and defile him with darkness, I will summon the undead now, and when the time comes, I will summon your soul back from hell so that you can watch it well, and then you will go to hell together to be companions."

"You're the devil, the devil!"

Xiao Zhimiao threw out the flames in her hand, and Dorothy was instantly engulfed in flames, she cursed in the flames, screamed in pain, and finally began to beg for mercy.

Xiao Zhimiao burned her while recovering her, making her taste the pain of being burned by the flames.

Xiao Zhimiao and Little Secia just watched coldly, their emotions began to affect each other, and the hatred in their hearts burned like this fire.

Suddenly, Dorothy's voice stopped abruptly.

It was Xie Zhi's sword that cut off her head.