"Are you crazy?"

Scarface was scarred, and he had to roar, trying to bring Jiang Ming back to his senses.

Jiang Ming was not crazy in the first place, but when he heard this, the speed in his hand increased even more.

The moment he hit it, some flames came out.

The flames burned Scarface's body, and he frantically extinguished the flames on his body while dealing with Jiang Ming.

It didn't take long for him to be exhausted, and part of the flesh on his body had been burned.

Sikong Wu Yuan held on to his strength and finally understood Scarface.

Scarface fell to the ground without a damn eye.

He still had a lot of things he wanted to do, but he couldn't do them anymore.

Jiang Ming clapped his hands.

Now everything is completely settled.

Looking at the eighteen-story staircase that had not yet disappeared, Sikong Wu Yuan had palpitations, only to feel that he couldn't see the depths at a glance.

Jiang Ming secretly walked behind him and raised his hand to push down.

Sikong Wu Yuan was defenseless and looked at Jiang Ming in disbelief.

How so?

Why did His Highness the Savior do this to him, weren't they good friends?

However, he knew that he could not ask an answer, so he closed his eyes, intending to die.

Jiang Ming also jumped down, extremely fast, reaching the ground one step ahead of Sikong Wu Yuan, and catching the other party.

Sikong Wu Yuan, who originally wanted to wait for death, couldn't wait for the result, and couldn't help but be strange.

Opening his eyes, Jiang Ming's face magnified hundreds of times in front of him.

Thinking of what happened just now, Sikong Wu Yuan left in a panic, and also found that he was in Jiang Ming's arms just now.

Jiang Ming knew the other party's vigilance, dispelled his thoughts, and said: "This step will also consume spiritual power, only by doing this, your spiritual power will not be lost." ”

Sikong Wu Yuan pursed his lips, and also felt that this was the truth, and said with relief: "I don't think His Royal Highness the Savior is not good at doing things that hurt me, or I'm too worried." ”

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If His Highness the Savior really betrayed him, then he would be at a loss.

The eighteen-step staircase completely disappeared at this time, and Jiang Ming sighed.

This last step has finally come to an end.

"You don't think that's the end of it, do you?"

A voice sounded, Jiang Ming turned around, and saw the maid standing aside watching the play.

He didn't remember who the maid was, but she was certainly not a maid.

"I want to avenge my master!"

The maid glared at Jiang Ming viciously.

Jiang Ming nodded as if he didn't understand.

It was as if he was afraid of the other party.

Sikong Wu Yuan jumped out, took out a rope and threw it in front of the maid.

The maid was taken aback, and her face turned pale, which was completely in line with Sikong Wu Yuan's thoughts.

He laughed and said, "Isn't it revenge?" How this revenge is a little bizarre. ”

The maid suddenly felt faceless, took a deep breath and said, "What's the matter with you?" ”

She secretly loomed into suicide.

The person in front of this is too noisy.

"His Highness the Savior is a good friend of mine, and it has a lot to do with it!"

Sikong Wu Yuan grimaced.

He had long been unhappy with the pretentious Scarface, and now he made the other party's maid angry, which could be regarded as relieving his thoughts.

The maid snorted coldly, slapped her palms, and released bursts of notes at Jiang Ming and Sikong Wu Yuan.

The notes are loud and continuous.

"The show is on?"

Sikong Wu Yuan didn't think so, snorted, and planned to catch it directly.

Jiang Ming stopped his movements and said, "This is not something that can be caught out of thin air. ”

Yes? His Highness the Savior knows his thoughts?

Sikong Wu Yuan had a big question mark in his eyes.

The notes are like a chopper, and the stone is split in half.

Catching a glimpse of the neat and uniform scratches, Sikong Wu Yuan sighed.

This man is so ruthless.

Didn't get it?

The maid was so angry that the bell tied to her ankle kept ringing.

She spun and walked towards Jiang Ming, who raised his foot and carved a cross around him.

"The water is turbulent, and the loser is the loser."

She walked into the air, surrounded by water and light, and the sound of the bell ringing was loud.

Sikong Wu Yuan felt a coercion rushing towards him, and had no choice but to squat down.

Jiang Ming raised his palm, and those streams of water were suddenly taken away by him.

Sikong Wu Yuan was dumbfounded.

It was the first time he had seen such a technique, and His Highness the Savior had to open his eyes every time.

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

This ability is really enviable, jealous and hateful.

When will he have such ability?

However, Jiang Ming himself was also taken aback.

He just wanted to fight, how did he suck the water directly in?

However, the spiritual power of this water flow is quite moisturizing.

He was somewhat satisfied.

Also frightened was the maid, who was about to cry.

His spiritual power has never been like this, how could it be sucked away by His Highness the Savior.

So how will she survive in the future?

"Thief, I'm going to make you pay back hundreds of times!"

She was furious, and countless darts appeared in her hand in an instant.

Jiang Ming responded calmly.

However, the moment the dart approached him, it automatically returned to the maid's hand.

This saucy operation stunned Jiang Ming and the others.

Jiang Ming pondered.

Should he thank the other party for not killing, or laugh at the other party's mistake?

It's just hilarious.

"Poof!"

Sikong Wu Yuan couldn't help but burst out laughing, thinking about giving the maid a face, and then sneered: "What's that...... Thank you so much for not killing us......"

The words stumbled and slurred, and the maid's face was blue and purple.

She took a deep breath and threw the object in front of her again.

She didn't believe it, this thing is back? Is your own thing so disobedient?

Unexpectedly, just as she thought, the darts did come back.

The maid was going to cry again.

Why does this dart listen to His Highness the Savior?

She worked hard to raise so many darts with spiritual power, and no one was grateful.

Jiang Ming was a little sympathetic to this maid.

"I think you'd better give up, you don't agree with what you're doing."

Sikong Wu Yuan could see it and reminded the maid.

The maid pinched her waist with an unyielding look of unyielding momentum.

"Want me to give in? No way! ”

She jumped up and rushed straight towards Jiang Ming and Sikong Wu Yuan.

The two men fought nervously.

Unexpectedly, in an instant, the maid disappeared out of thin air.

Can't she run if she can't fight?

That's the best way to go!

Three question marks suddenly appeared on the foreheads of the two.

It's not good to be a deserter.

"Come on, the man is gone."

Seeing that there was a mess in front of him, Jiang Ming planned to return to the palace.

The group of people from the Medical Valley gathered together and directly blocked Jiang Ming.

"Your Highness the Savior, please save us, we have suffered heavy casualties one by one, and there is really no way to heal ourselves."

Looking around, the people were covered with wounds, large and small.

Some have lost a leg, others don't have a hand.

"Where did you get the face to ask for help?"

Sikong Wu Yuan smiled.

This group of people is really shameless.