After a while, Mu Rong, who was embarrassed, suddenly took out her weapon to resist, and she burst out with a sword that knocked Song Yizhi back a few steps.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who was beaten back by himself to the point that he was about to hit the wall, the smugness in Mu Rong's eyes flashed, but he said helplessly, "Song Daoyou, you forced me to make a move." ”

Song Yizhi simply took two steps back and leaned against the wall, looked at the innocent and helpless Mu Rong, and sneered.

Mu Rong looked at Song Yizhi's mocking appearance, and said without changing his face, "I want to walk with Song Daoyou, this matter is serious, Song Daoyou, you listen to my explanation." ”

The whip has not yet arrived, and if she goes back empty-handed, it will be a dead end.

Song Yizhi must have arrived here before herself, and there is no way to know how much she has explored, and even whether she has obtained the Divine Whip is uncertain.

Before she got the Divine Whip, she would never tear her face with Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi sneered, the long sword hung down at his side, and his unkind gaze fell on Mu Rong, "You explain." ”

"I didn't mean to push Song Daoyou into the attic." Mu Rong spoke, "This is really a helpless move, it's my fault, I was dazzled at the time, and when I saw something outside, I pushed Song Daoyou in and closed the door." ”

Looking at Mu Rong, who had a sincere attitude, Song Yizhi said with a smile, "According to what you say, are you protecting me?" ”

Don't you look stupid?

It's not that I'm stupid, it's just that I let go of the water to make Mu Rong feel that he can't beat her, so he will definitely go down the steps.

A good calculation.

"That's what I intended, but in the end I was dazzled." As he spoke, Mu Rong put away the long sword in his hand and raised his hand to salute Song Yizhi, "I'm here to compensate Song Daoyou." ”

Song Yizhi said lightly, "No matter what, it is impossible for me to walk with you anymore, but ......"

Seeing Mu Rong put down his hand and looked up, Song Yizhi changed his words, "It's really dangerous here, and you and I don't need to lose both, but the good things here depend on their abilities." ”

Mu Rong bowed his head, and then said, "The situation is unknown now, I don't know what Song Daoyou has discovered?" ”

"Nope." Song Yizhi spoke lightly, and then sat down against the wall.

Song Yizhi put away the long sword in his hand, saw Mu Rong not far away looking at him quietly, and said, "There was nothing here when I came in. ”

Mu Rong responded, "Then I'll take a look around." ”

When the words fell, Mu Rong glanced at Song Yizhi, who was covered in stains and embarrassed, and then turned around to search.

When he turned around, there was a bit of regret and pity in Mu Rong's eyes.

It's really fateful, I entered that purgatory-like attic and came out alive.

It would be nice if Song Yizhi died inside.

Song Yizhi, who was sitting on the ground, lowered his eyelids, and when Mu Rong couldn't notice it, he quickly reproduced a whip of the gods.

If Mu Rong couldn't get the Divine Whip, he would inevitably bite himself to death.

I still have important things to do, so I don't have so much time to spend here with her.

Mu Rong looked around, and then found some unusual power fluctuations in a corner.

Mu Rong suddenly frowned.

It's just that thinking that Song Yizhi was still there, she quickly restrained the joy in her eyes, and when her expression returned to normal, she turned to look at Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi, who was sitting against the wall, didn't look very good, and with a stain, she looked a little down.

Regarding Song Yizhi's down-and-out appearance, Mu Rong was very happy to see it.

Now that she has found the traces of the Divine Whip, there is no need for Song Yizhi to exist.

"It doesn't look like Song Daoyou is doing well." As he spoke, Mu Rong walked towards Song Yizhi step by step.

Song Yizhi looked up at Mu Rong who was walking towards him.

"Isn't it all due to you?" Song Yizhi said lightly.

After learning the previous lesson, Mu Rong showed a little apology on her face, and she said: "This is some wound medicine, please don't dislike Song Daoyou." ”

Looking at the several porcelain vases handed over by Mu Rong, Song Yizhi stretched out his hand.

In the next second, Mu Rong's hand was released, and the porcelain bottle landed with a crisp sound.

Mu Rong grabbed Song Yizhi's outstretched hand, and stabbed Song Yizhi in the heart with a short knife in the other.

Song Yizhi quickly raised his hand to block, and kicked his bent leg upward.

Mu Rong quickly retreated to dodge, and the short knife in his hand continued to stab at Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi leaned back, and then, the wall behind him suddenly became empty, and Song Yizhi's center of gravity was unstable and fell straight down.

The long knife that Mu Rong stabbed out hit the wall.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who suddenly fell, Mu Rong's eyes sank.

actually let Song Yizhi run away!

What an unwillingness!

Song Yizhi here suddenly changed places when he fell.

The Heavenly Dao incarnation sitting in the chair looked at Song Yizhi floating in mid-air in a large shape, and didn't know what to say when it came to his mouth.

"Song Yizhi, you ...... first"

Song Yizhi opened his mouth and interrupted the words of the Heavenly Dao incarnation, "Don't speak, I'm dead." ”

"......" Heavenly Dao incarnation quickly withdrew the power that dragged Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi quickly fell down.

Song Yizhi, who reacted very quickly, flipped in the air, and then landed steadily on the ground.

"Did you get it?" The Heavenly Dao incarnation asked.

Song Yizhi responded, and then took out the divine whip in the phoenix bracelet.

The whip floated in mid-air.

The Divine Whip, which already had a soul, felt the coercion on Heavenly Dao's body, and the Divine Whip silently moved behind Song Yizhi.

The Heavenly Dao incarnation looked at the Divine Whip hiding behind Song Yizhi, and raised his five fingers to retract it.

The Divine Whip flew uncontrollably into the hands of the Heavenly Dao Incarnation.

Song Yizhi heard the soul wailing in his mind, and asked him to quickly take it back from the Heavenly Dao incarnation.

"Song Yizhi." The gaze of the Heavenly Dao incarnation fell on Song Yizhi, "Rift, explain." ”

"......" Song Yizhi raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, slightly weak.

The Heavenly Dao incarnation looked at the few red marks on the Divine Whip, and looked at Song Yizhi's gaze a little complicated.

Come to think of it, if it weren't for the fact that the Divine Whip was still useful, it might have been broken by now.

"That's... It's just that I accidentally hit a little heavier. Song Yizhi said weakly.

"......" The Heavenly Dao incarnation looked at Song Yizhi, and then retracted his gaze and fell on the Divine Whip.

The incarnation of Heavenly Dao let go of his hand, and the Divine Whip flew to Song Yizhi's side with a "whoosh", and then wrapped itself around Song Yizhi's arm.

Song Yizhi listened to the whip accusing himself in his mind, raised his hand and gently touched the whip, comforting him silently.

"Song Yizhi." The Heavenly Dao Avatar stood up from his chair and then walked towards Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi looked at the phantom that was slowly coming, "Hmm." ”

The Heavenly Dao Phantom raised his hand, and the translucent fingertips fell on Song Yizhi's forehead, "I can't hold it anymore, and the rest is all up to you." ”

The words fell, and the phantom in front of him turned into a little starlight and fell into Song Yizhi's body.

He has already done what should be done, and the next thing can only rely on Song Yizhi, the new god.

Even if it was just the remnants of the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao, the process of integrating into Song Yizhi's body was not pleasant.

After this consciousness of the Heavenly Dao lay in Song Yizhi's sea of divine consciousness, Song Yizhi breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat down on the ground.

(End of chapter)