Over there, Song Lanyi looked at the muscles on Yaosheng***'s outer arm, and for a while, she wanted to cry without tears.

She simply couldn't see it, her heart was pure, and she turned her head aside.

I saw her eyes sweep, and she saw the stunned ghost fairy over there.

At this moment, in Song Lanyi's eyes, these ghosts and immortals have turned into a group of walking talents.

As soon as he saw the talent, Song Lanyi couldn't help but think of the fact that in the bronzing book, there are countless famous people through the ages who have not been unsealed.

Qin Emperor Han Wu, Tang Dynasty Song Ancestor, all the Taoist masters, Tang poetry and Song Ci, Yuan Quming, etc.

It can be said that as long as the talent is enough, it is not impossible for Song Lanyi to reverse the first-grade realm, although it is more likely to be ...... Before she could summon the figures, she was pumped dry.

After thinking about it, Song Lanyi looked at the sky above where the fierce battle began.

Seeing the appearance of the Emperor of the Medicine Saint Force, Song Lanyi suddenly realized that the past ...... Her estimate of the teacher's strength seems to be 100 million points lower.

She didn't waste any time, and summoned Li Du and the two, the two of them, one holding a sword, to summon the water of the heavenly river; One is to write "The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind".

The two attack and defend, and in terms of coordination, they can even be called flawless.

Song Lanyi only glanced at it, and knew that he was worried in vain.

The blood bracelet on her wrist swayed slightly, and a branch ran down her wrist, wrapping around her fingertips.

The pigeon's blood was as red as the blood, reflecting the slender bruised veins on her wrists, and there was more and more of a fair-skinned and bewitching beauty.

The branches grew violently, and for a while, there was suddenly an illusion of covering the sky and the sun.

Song Lanyi bit his fingertips, and wrote the scriptures of the way of yin and yang in the air with his left hand.

This scripture is an ancient prayer for rain that has been left since the time of the Yellow Emperor.

Song Lanyi's pen was extremely fast, almost in one go, as if he had done it a thousand times.

Wait until the last sentence: "The upper is not to live up to the will of the Holy Son of Heaven, and the lower is to not lose the hope of the foolish little woman." When I finished writing, the huge underworld suddenly remembered the sound of rolling thunder.

At first, those ghosts and gods thought it was an illusion, but when a silver-white thunderbolt broke between the canopy, split on the high wall of Xudu, and split a huge gap in the deep city wall, many ghosts and gods realized in a trance...... Difu, it's actually raining and thundering?!

At this moment, the black clouds are rolling, like the ink pen on the ink painting of the landscape, and the raindrops are first dripping, and then pouring rain.

When the raindrops fell on the ghosts, they all frowned, and their expressions of pain were unbearable.

Ma Mian was even more jealous, "I thought that old man would be difficult enough, but I didn't expect this small one to be so weird." Also, what is the situation with those two men? ”

What's the situation?

What the hell knows?

Obviously, only one old and one young entered the underworld, but at this moment, there are two more men, it seems that they are still the so-called scholars in the yang world.

Hei Wuchang observed carefully for a moment, but he saw some clues, "These two people ...... It seems to be the embodiment of talent, and there is no substance. The problem at hand is to solve the girl. If this girl is solved, she can even contain the old man. ”

As he spoke, he set his eyes on Song Lanyi, and saw that her lips were bloodless, her face was pale, and a confident smile appeared on her face, "Asking for rain in the mortal world requires the cooperation of several people. This girl is only a cardamom year, and now she is trying to get this divine rain on her own, but I am afraid that she will be weak in the follow-up. Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come to make a contribution. ”

After speaking, Black Impermanence turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Song Lanyi at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Seeing him act like this, the rest of the ghosts and immortals cursed in their hearts.

This tricky guy knew that this incident was caused by him, and now he is in a hurry to arrest Song Lanyi and make a fool of himself.

Song Lanyi over there, covering her heart, frowning and panting, there was a sense of tears and a slight sense of weakness that was overwhelmed by the cool breeze.

She looked up and saw the black impermanence coming straight towards her door, her face changed slightly, but her face was forced to calm down, and she whispered, "Don't come here." My master is right next to me, and if you move me, I'm afraid I'll end up scattering. ”

When Hei Wuchang heard this, he was not afraid to laugh

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What does this mean?

It can only be shown that Song Lanyi is already at the end of the strong crossbow.

She was even so weak that she could only bluff people in the name of her teacher.

Hei Wuchang must be sure in his heart, and as soon as he threw the soul hook rope in his hand, he hooked it at Song Lanyi's shoulder covered by blood-colored vines.

It's just that the result is beyond the expectations of black impermanence.

The soul hook rope in his hand couldn't even break through the vines on Song Lanyi's shoulder, let alone pierce her shoulder blades.

Just when he was hesitant in his heart and wanted to stop...... Song Lanyi suddenly screamed, his neck tilted upward, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Song Lanyi patted her heart, feeling the chest that was happy because of spitting out blood, and said sadly with a bitter face, "Ah!! It was a life-saving jade slip left by the master for me, and it was actually broken by you! What a damn you! ”

Oh!

It turned out to be because of the reason for saving life.

Hei Wuchang consciously discovered the truth, and his heart became confident again.

He felt that he could do it again.

He looked at Song Lanyi and let out a strange laugh, "Little girl, don't blame me for being ruthless, if you want to blame, blame your life." It's not good to provoke anyone, and it actually provokes our yin. You can't control the affairs of the yang world, and you still want to manage the underworld! ”

Song Lanyi leaned against a dead wood, gasping for breath, but the words he said were sonorous and powerful, "With my master here, who dares to touch me?!" ”

At this moment, Hei Wuchang only felt a flower in front of him, and saw a white shadow flashing.

When he reacted, he burst into flames.

Bai Wuchang is going to attack him!

He flew straight forward, "Little girl, take your life!" ”

After a few breaths, several screams rang out.

Then there is the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Song Lanyi covered his chest, a trace of black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he looked like the deadline was approaching.

She looked at the black and white impermanence, and trembled and said, "It's shameless! The two of you actually attacked me together, and if you do this again, I'm afraid the talisman gourd around my neck will really break! ”

Hearing this sentence, the original desperate mood of black and white impermanence became clear again.

It turned out to be the reason for the talisman gourd.

They said, how could a little girl have such a terrible defense.

So the two of them glanced at each other, and in these few short breaths, the two of them threw out the soul hook rope again.

It's just that this time, Song Lanyi caught the soul hook rope, and pulled it slightly with a sick look like a sick seedling with three breaths, only to hear a "click" - the soul hook rope was broken.

Today's first shift, it's late for class in the evening, so I continue to write. If it's too late, you can watch it tomorrow