Since her spiritual power was available, she was not idle, and immediately broke her spiritual power to find Meng Dongliu's traces.

However, the strange thing is that under the sweep of spiritual power, not to mention the traces of Meng Dongliu and Shen Yuewolf, the three big living people, under the search, there is not even the breath of a living creature.

It's cold and snowy, and it seems that she is the only living person.

"What?" She frowned slightly, looking around thoughtfully.

No traces!

There was no trace of the three of them coming in.

It was like she was the only one who had ever come in.

"Sure enough, there's something wrong with this space!"

Qiu Cunmo was no longer careless, and the God Slashing Sword suddenly came out of the air, protecting him.

Feng Kuan shouldn't be lying, nor is he exaggerating, there is really something wrong with this space.

Wrapped up in her clothes, she walked aimlessly towards the snow ahead.

You can't stand here anyway!

Take a walk and you might find something different.

As she stepped away, snowflakes obscured her footprints, but soon after, an identical footprint reappeared.

Same size, same depth.

The snow melted from the snowflakes rolled down the long eyelashes and down the cheeks.

Qiu Cunmo buried his face in the fox fur and rubbed the water marks with the fluff.

The moment he raised his eyes, a figure appeared in the afterglow at the end of his eyes.

The "buzz" of the slashing knife was full of hostility.

"Wei Wutong?"

Wei Wutong stood in the snow, looking at her expressionlessly.

His hair and clothes were soaked with snow, as if he had climbed up from the water.

"Wei Wutong?"

Qiu Cunmo shouted again.

What is this guy doing standing there stupidly?

Wei Wutong's eyes finally blinked, as if he had just seen her appearance, and immediately walked over.

"Why are you the only one here? What about Shen Yuewolf? Why isn't he with you? Have you seen Meng Dongliu? That guy came in looking for you too......" Qiu Cunmo looked around strangely as he greeted him.

Suddenly.

"Buzz!"

The God Slashing Sword suddenly trembled, and it appeared beside her in the sky.

Immediately, the wind swept through his ears.

It's sword energy!

Wei Wutong's sword qi!

The sword in his hand was pointed straight at her.

If it hadn't been for the Divine Slashing Knife that stopped her in the air, she would have been split in half at this time.

The tail of his eyes sank slightly, and Qiu Cunmo took half a step back: "Wei Wutong, did you take the wrong medicine?!" ”

Even kill her??

Well?

Wrong!

Qiu Cunmo's thoughts just now were all on Shen Yuewolf's body, so he didn't notice Wei Wutong.

Looking at it again at this time, I found that his eyes were empty and godless, like a puppet that had been manipulated!

Without waiting for her to react, Wei Wutong swung his sword again, still a sword kill, killing people.

The God Slashing Sword swirled, stopping the sword qi step by step.

"Wei Wutong, you can't kill me!"

“……”

"Wei Wutong?"

“……”

"If you don't wake up, I'm not going to be kind to you!"

“……”

The continuous retreat made Qiu Cun's ink fire big, his fingers rotated, and the slashing knife rose up in the air, crushing and falling with a fierce momentum, and with a sound of "Zheng", he forcibly cut off Wei Wutong's sword.

But as if he didn't feel it, he still carried half a broken sword to kill.

Qiu Cunmo's eyes sank and kicked him away.

"Huh?"

With this kick, Qiu Cunmo felt that something was wrong.

This foot sensation is not like kicking on a person's body, there is no elasticity at all, it is more like kicking on a stone.

Could it be that this guy has been frozen in the ice and snow for too long and has frozen into a popsicle?

With a thought in his mind, the Divine Slashing Knife whistled past Wei Wutong's leg, and a wound was cut with a "poof".

With a roar, the God Slashing Knife returned to Qiu Cunmo's hand.

The blade is cold, clear, and bloodless!

Even the wound on Wei Wutong's leg was bloodless!

“…… Puppet? ”

Qiu Cunmo's heart moved, and the sword of the god rose again.

This time, without mercy, he cut off half of his arm with a single sword.

As expected, Wei Wutong did not cry out in pain, nor did he flinch, and still killed with the half of the remnant sword.

"Come back!"

The Divine Slashing Knife spun and cut off Wei Wutong's head.

A handsome roundhouse kick that hits the head and flies with a kick.

The head arced, flew into the distance, and disappeared.

Qiu Cunmo checked half of Wei Wutong's body and found that the structure was similar to that of a human, except for stiffness, nothing else was found.

"I heard my brother say before that the puppet technique of the Phantom Sea Sect is also a must, but I didn't expect it to be so desperate, and the puppets created are no different from real people......"

She got up to leave, but suddenly stopped again, looking at the corpse at her feet.

"You won't ...... It can't really be Wei Wutong's...... Corpses, right? ”

Could it be that it was Shen Yuewolf who killed Wei Wutong and then refined his corpse into a puppet in a short period of time?

If that's the case, wouldn't she be tantamount to killing Wei Wutong indirectly?!

His mind was uncertain, and in the afterglow of his eyes, a figure suddenly appeared on the empty and lonely snow.

"Wei Wutong?"

Hell yes!

That figure turned out to be Wei Wutong!

Looking at Wei Wutong, who was still beaten into a soup chicken by the snow water just now, and then looked at the hard corpse under his feet, Qiu Cunmo was a little suspicious of life.

"It's not going to be a puppet again, is it?"

Before the words fell, Wei Wutong killed again.

Same as before.

His eyes are empty, his face is expressionless, he doesn't say a word, and his shot is a killer move.

Qiu Cunmo was also the same as just now, first slashed tentatively, found that there was no blood, and decisively cut off his head and kicked it away.

This time, she kept an eye on it.

After kicking Wei Wutong's head, his eyes stared at the place where he had just appeared.

If she remembered correctly, when this guy appeared just now, it was a sudden moment.

Really.

As a swift wind swirled and flew by, Wei Wutong's figure suddenly appeared again.

It's still the appearance of a chicken in soup!

"Is this a deathloop game!?"

Without waiting for Wei Wutong to react, Qiu Cunmo cut off Wei Wutong's head with a knife, turned around and left.

Even if it's a cycle, as long as she leaves, it should be considered a broken game.

His mind moved, his body turned sharply, and a few tossing and turning, already behind half a mountain.

turned around and looked, but didn't see Wei Wutong's figure.

I waited for a while, but I didn't see it.

"Sure enough, that's what I guessed!"

Suddenly.

"Ah......h

A terrible and desperate scream came from the air.

Before she could look up, a dark shadow fell from the sky.

"Smack!"

Fell into a snowdrift not far away, and the whole person was buried.

Immediately, the sound of cursing was heard.

"Damn, when Lao Tzu goes out, I will definitely kill you first, it's too bullying......"

A pair of bloodied hands pulled the snowdrift and crawled out of the pit.

Qiu Cunmo: ......

Or Wei Wutong!!

It's just that this Wei Wutong is very embarrassed!

In addition to the shape of the soup chicken, he was also covered in wounds, especially the three wounds on his chest, almost his ribs.

Just go a little deeper, and his heart will be gouged out.

Wei Wutong, who was scolding, had just climbed out of the snowdrift, and before he could stand, he saw Qiu Cunmo standing in the snow, looking at him gloomily.

"Damn, it's over, isn't it? Lao Tzu is going to die in your hands, and you are still coming?! ”

Having said that, the sword in his hand was not idle, and flew towards Qiu Cunmo with a roar.

Qiu Cunmo's fingers flicked, and the long sword flicked away with one finger, and the God Slashing Knife immediately broke through the air, slashing at Wei Wutong's head.

He was stunned for a second, then immediately retracted into the snowdrift with his head in his hands.

"It's me, I'm real......"

"Buzz!"

The Slasher shuddered and stopped in front of him.

He hugged his head, his eyes looked at Qiu Cunmo from the sharpness, and he almost cried pitifully.

"It's me, I'm Wei Wutong, the real Wei Wutong, the kind of ...... who lives"

In fact, when he saw that he was bloodied and injured, Qiu Cunmo guessed that he was really Wei Wutong.

The reason why she made a move was because of the swearing words he had just made.

"You just said that who are you going to kill first?"

“……”

Wei Wutong was stunned for a while: "No, no, did I say this?" Oh, I'm talking about my cat, that old perverted cat, always scratching me, me, I'm just scolding it......"

"Cat-scratched?" Qiu Cunmo's eyes fell on the three wounds on his chest: "What I look at, how does it look like a woman scratched it?" ”

“……”

"Wei Wutong, don't let me force you to say it! Say, where did this wound come about? ”

Wei Wutong cried with a sad face: "Yes, you caught it, caught it......"

How is he going to explain it!?

He couldn't explain it!

If it is explained, even if Qiu Cunmo doesn't suck him to death, maybe he will suck his little brother to death!!