The little sword spirit entered the sea of knowledge, and went straight to the world of death.

In that blood-colored swamp, not far from the Throne of Bones, the little sword spirit fell straight down, spitting all the filthy qi in his mouth into the swamp, and retching again and again, scolding and scolding while vomiting, probably only hating himself for missing a pair of hands, otherwise why should he take it with his mouth.

Jiang Li was amused when he heard this, but he saw that the dirt that was spit out in the swamp by Xiao Feijian was not swallowed up by the mud as he imagined, or melted into the blood, but instead seemed to be droplets of water falling on the coals of fire, turning into a few gray clouds of smoke and gradually rising, suspended above the mire in the black world.

The translucent smoke was thick and thin, as if a gust of wind would blow it into the air, and it stretched and twisted and struggled in the air, changing all kinds of different forms.

"What are these?" Jiang said strangely.

At this moment, the little sword spirit had already vomited and flew over, it stopped on Jiang Li's shoulder, obviously everything in front of it also made it feel a little strange, it looked at it carefully for a while, and couldn't help but sigh in surprise, "There are really some doorways in your place, these are the resentful spirits that constitute the spell Gu technique, they are all pure energy that has lost consciousness, and when you come here, not only can it be manifested, but it can also recover a little bit of the appearance of a wandering soul, which is also magical." ”

"And then?"

"That's all there is to you." Xiao Jianling sneered, "I don't know how thick the sky is when I praise you for two sentences, it's hard for you to still think about casting souls and shaping your body." ”

"Luzhi, I mean then what will happen to Luzhi." Jiang Li shouted with grief and indignation on his face.

"And then? Then go and suck out all the resentful spirits from Luzhi's wounds. The little sword spirit pointed with a disdainful face, "It seems that your small world is quite beneficial to these resentful spirits, and with this kind of existence that is not stingy with the blessed land of the cave heaven for them, they will naturally not be entangled in Luzhi." ”

Jiang Li was skeptical when he heard this, but he thought that since the little sword spirit was so sure, there must be a reason for it. So he hurriedly left Zhihai with the idea of being a dead horse and a live horse doctor, and saw Lu Zhi fall into Dong Ru's arms, but after such a while, his complexion had already shriveled a little, and even a layer of gray color appeared on his little face, which looked extremely abnormal.

Jiang Li hurriedly explained the method of rescue, and Dong Ru and Yu Haoxin were overjoyed when they heard it. However, Dong Ru was not very relieved after all, and was worried that Jiang Li would be in danger, so he asked a few more words, and then urged Jiang Li to come to the rescue quickly.

On the contrary, Jiang Li looked at the position of the wound that was not very convenient, and there was a lot of twisting between his expressions. Although Lu Zhi's chest was full of gray at this moment, thinking of the infinite beauty of the dangerous peaks in the past, where did he dare to see more, he had to whisper, "Senior sister, this place is not very convenient......

"Children of the rivers and lakes, in a hurry, how can you be such a mother-in-law."

Dong Ru urged repeatedly, Jiang Li put his mind at ease, looked at his nose and nose, and was about to lean down to suck on the ups and downs of the peaks, when he encountered the small sword flying out of his eyebrows.

The little sword spirit was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he praised it, "Wonderful, obviously this sword runs through the chest, you just suck on the back, you have to go around to the front to suck your daughter's chest, it's really a good plan." ”

“……”

As Xiao Jian Ling expected, as soon as Jiang Lizui attached to the Luzhi wound, the gray color on his skin seemed to be pulled by an unknown force, and it faded through the wound at an extremely fast speed like a tidal tide, and in a moment, the surrounding skin became crystal red again.

"Oh, the verbal effort is really good."

Xiao Jianling was extremely excited, and hurriedly turned into a glimmer of light, and jumped into Jiang Li's eyebrows to see what was going on.

I saw that in that dead and silent world, the original few extremely thin fog masses were still suspended in front of the Dry Bone Throne, but at this moment, it was already thicker than at the beginning, and it gave people the illusion that it was about to condense into an entity, and the original constantly changing shape had slowly stopped, and there were hands and feet faintly visible and beginning to take on human form.

The fog in the center was smaller than the surrounding bodies, but it was noticeably thicker and more powerful, and there was another layer of mist on the surface, and the color was rich and showed a faint black luster, like a black armor.

Several of the surrounding resentful spirits did not think, but instinctively sensed the strength of this companion, and each of them floated a few steps away, half surrounding this companion with different people, and seemed extremely obedient.

The little sword spirit was curious, and suddenly thought of an excellent idea, and suddenly the sword body trembled with excitement, and it was easy to stop.

Seeing that there was no one around, a girl in a black dress and a black dress quietly walked out of the sword body, looking about thirteen or fourteen years old. Although her petite figure has not yet fully grown, it does not affect her appearance at all, whether it is the outline or facial features, it is indescribably beautiful and delicate to the benefit, it is really the grace of the creator god, adding a point and subtracting a point is blasphemous.

The sky was full of black rain, but not a single one dared to approach her body.

She tilted her head as if she was deep in thought, and her eyes as black as ink jade were as bright as stars, shining brightly, as if countless worlds were born and countless worlds were annihilated.

After a while, she snorted softly, and suddenly it was as if she had changed people, and the black hair that rushed down rose without wind and danced wildly in the air. She lifted her skirt lightly, her white and pink jade feet stepped on the blood-colored mud, her steps were as light as a bird in the air, and she walked up the steps towards the throne of dry bones step by step, and in a blink of an eye she came to the throne.

The girl in the black dress sat down slowly on the throne, the wide seat with the towering backrest, lined with her extremely petite figure sitting on it, and a pair of jade feet hanging on the ground loomed under the black skirt, but if anyone saw it, they would never feel ridiculous and have contempt for it, but would feel that she was born to sit on the throne. A strong aura overflowed from the throne, reverberating in this dead world, and the majesty seemed to contain all kinds of negative emotions such as anger, sadness, and fear.

The few resentful spirits in front of the throne did not know what was going on, but they just followed the guidance of instinct and crouched in front of the throne, and the restrained breath expressed the idea of surrender with the most humble gesture.

The girl in the black dress sat there upright, her face was cold, with a hint of non-angry and powerful temperament. She patrolled the blood-covered territory under her feet, and saw that there were only these five resentful spirits who were not in the climate, she couldn't help frowning slightly, stretched out a finger, and said in an extremely cold but unquestionable voice to the black-armored resentful spirit headed by her, "Zhen Yan, I am the leader of the team, leading the four spirits, and patrolling one side. ”

As soon as the words came out, there was a thunder and rumbling in the clouds, and the black rain actually stopped at this moment, for fear that the movement would be too great, obscuring the will from the throne and projecting it to all corners of the world.

It's just that this momentum seems to be very majestic, but after waiting for a long time, there is no actual effect, and even the black-armored resentful spirit crouching on the ground below seems to be unable to help but shake a few times in surprise. Even though she knew that these resentful spirits were not conscious, the girl in the black dress still felt a little unbearable on her face, so she raised her voice and drank again.

But apart from the thunder and the rain, there was no other vision of heaven and earth or any change corresponding to this command. The momentum of the black-clothed girl King's Landing suddenly dissipated, and she shook her legs on the throne, looking a little embarrassed, but fortunately, she thought that no one saw it except for a few resentful spirits on the spot, so she patted her chest that was not majestic and magnificent, and slipped off the dry bone throne with a kick of her legs.

The girl in black turned her head angrily and glared at the Dry Bone Throne, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "It's too bullying." I've clearly deduced it, but it's not even a little bit like that?"

She rolled her eyes, lowered her voice, and discussed with a smirk at the throne, "Look, Jiang Li's is not mine, why are you so clear?" ”

The Throne of Dry Bones floated in the waves of blood, looking like I was at the mercy of you, but I saw that the girl in black jumped three feet high as if she had been bitten by the tail, pointed to the throne with one hand on her waist and the other, and said angrily without any image, "You tell me clearly, what do you mean that I am Jiang Li's, Jiang Li's is not necessarily mine?!" ”

The more she spoke, the more angry she became, and her petite body was pacing back and forth on the ground, like a black spinning top spinning faster and faster, but she suddenly stopped, gritted her teeth and said viciously, "One day I promised to do Jiang Li's destiny, see what that shrew in Qiqi dares to do with me." ”

The girl in black was about to say a few cruel words to the blind throne, but the tip of her ear moved, and her figure immediately disappeared in place.

Jiang Li's divine consciousness descended on the blood-colored swamp.

Before he could speak, he saw the little flying sword swaying on his shoulder, and said in a rather unkind tone, "The baby is back from full milk?" ”

"Milk?"

Jiang Li was greatly surprised, and then understood that the little sword spirit meant something, and couldn't help but blush, and said in his heart that he was shouted at by you just now, how could he really be embarrassed to put his mouth down.

It's not righteous!

Jiang Li turned his head angrily, just in time to see the fog that had begun to take on human shapes floating in front of him, he looked at it in amazement for a long time, then pointed to the fog masses, turned back uncertainly and asked, "Look, these are the ones I sucked in?" Has there been a change? ”

The little sword spirit snorted angrily, and said in his heart, is this blind? Look at these resentful spirits with oily faces, how can they be compared to those who were weak and couldn't help the wind before. If you come a little later, and then you can figure out the stubborn head of the dry bone throne, now the imperial guards belonging to my Uncle Yan have begun to patrol.

It was the first time Jiang Li had seen the resentful spirit, he hadn't looked at it carefully, but the more he looked at it at the moment, the more interesting it became, and he circled around those fog masses a few times, only wanting to poke and poke a little bit with his fingers, but he was afraid that a big force would be poked away. This look of suffering from gains and losses fell in the eyes of the little sword spirit, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

Hillbilly, no knowledge!

Thinking that he obviously had some skills, but he couldn't show them, the little sword spirit couldn't help but feel sad from his heart, and he couldn't wait to jump on Jiang Li and bite two bites to relieve his hatred.

She rolled her eyes, jumped up from Jiang Li's shoulder, rubbed Jiang Li's sideburns twice, and said in an extremely sweet voice, "Xiao Jiangli, I'll teach you a method, do you want to learn it." ”

Jiang Li's face was pale with fright, he didn't dare to move a little while holding his breath, and he didn't care what the little sword spirit said when he heard the words, so he screamed, "Learn!" Must learn! ”

The little sword spirit was greatly surprised, thinking that with this guy's temperament that never suffers on weekdays, when would he have promised so happily, but he heard the guy's complaining voice sounding faintly in the dark night.

"Auntie, can you stop rubbing me with the tip of your sword!!!"