"But, it's not a long-term solution!" Wei Wutong looked at the struggling puppets, and the black line in his head: "What are we going to do now?" Just looking at them like that? ”

"Or else?" Meng Dongliu also had a headache: "You can't leave them alone, right?" Don't forget, there's also a Shen Yue wolf! ”

Speaking of Shen Yue Wolf, Wei Wutong's face was wrong: "Yes, yes, this guy is very weird, let's be careful, not only his puppet, but also himself!" ”

"Didn't you come with him? Why should you be careful of him? ”

"Am I all together? I was dragged in! I was walking well, he said that there was something he wanted me to help with, I thought about my fellow disciples, and I was going up to the second floor, so I came in, who knew that I encountered this......"

"Why did he want to get you in for no reason?" Meng Dongliu obviously didn't believe this set of rhetoric.

"You have to ask him, it's useless to ask me!"

"Okay, we have to find a place to avoid for a while, it's not a long-term solution here!" Qiu Cunmo interrupted the argument between the two.

The three of them worked together to tie up the three puppets into zongzi, which were pulled by Meng Dongliu and Wei Wutong, followed behind Qiu Cunmo, and found a sheltered cave to temporarily accommodate them.

Wei Wutong sneezed: "It's too cold here, if there is no heating, we will freeze to death if we don't starve to death." ”

"Don't worry about that." Meng Dongliu took the space magic weapon with him and took out the dry firewood and flint.

"I've suffered losses before, so I've always had these things in the space at all times."

Qiu Cunmo took a little snow, boiled water in an iron pot, soaked a little fried noodles and batter, and the three of them ate some hot rice.

"How much do you two know about this space?"

Wei Wutong's expression paused slightly: "I know a little, but it's just a fur, the trial room of the Phantom Sea Sect has a total of fifty levels, and the forty-third where we are is is the last trial room to open, and the remaining seven trial rooms require a certain warrant to open." ”

"No wonder, Feng Kuan had that expression when he talked about the trial room." Qiu Cunmo finally understood the mystery of that guy's pretense.

"The core of the No. 43 trial room seems to be a challenge, but no one says what to challenge, and now it seems that it is a challenge to yourself!" Meng Dongliu was choked and coughed twice: "It's just that what is the result of the challenge, kill yourself?" ”

"It's useless to kill, right? Dumb Kill has killed my puppet several times! "Wei Wutong wilted.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple," Qiu Cunmo stirred in a daze, thoughtful: "Feng Kuan said before, every time Shen Yuewolf left the trial room, he was scarred. ”

"That guy's cultivation is not low, if even he is injured, then we will be in danger!" Wei Wutong looked at his own, even more nervous.

"It's not us, it's us!" Meng Dongliu pointed at himself and Wei Wutong, and looked at Xiang Qiu Cunmo meaningfully: "She won't be in any danger!" ”

"Not necessarily, right!?" Qiu Cunmo smiled: "If it weren't for my God Slashing Knife, that puppet wouldn't be able to replicate, so I had a slight upper hand, and if I really fought hard, I really wouldn't be able to get out of it." ”

The puppet is copied, and even her spiritual power is copied, so her combat power can definitely be copied.

Playing against a person who is exactly the same strength as himself, what are the odds of winning?

"No, we're all here, the puppets are there, what about Shen Yue Wolf and his puppets?" Meng Dongliu suddenly remembered the most critical thing.

There must be a reason why Shen Yue Wolf dragged Wei Wutong into the No. 43 trial room.

It didn't make sense that the puppets of the three of them all appeared, but he and his puppets died down without the slightest movement.

……

Trial Room 43.

In some snow cave.

The puppets of Qiu Cunmo, Wei Wutong, and Meng Dongliu stood side by side, standing there with blank eyes.

"It's a pity, this dumb kill doesn't have much effect on me, otherwise I can make good use of it this time!"

With a flicker of his gaze, he landed on Wei Wutong's puppet and smashed a black talisman into his body.

"I hope my speculation is not wrong, and you will not disappoint me!"

The fingers flipped and stabbed into the puppet's lower abdomen.

……

In a cave.

Wei Wutong, who was roasting the fire, suddenly snorted, and his expression on the bowl was wrong.

"What are you doing?" Meng Dongliu glanced at him: "It can't be that you eat too much and have a stomachache, right?" ”

Wei Wutong's eyes slowly turned, and his face was obviously much paler.

Qiu Cunmo saw that something was wrong: "Wei Wutong? ”

"Why is your face so ugly?" Meng Dongliu also sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly came over and half-knelt in front of him.

As soon as he touched him, Wei Wutong suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?"

Meng Dongliu withdrew his hand in fright, and looked at himself at a loss.

"I, I don't have a thorn in my hand, what's your name?"

"No, I, ah......" Wei Wutong didn't finish speaking, he screamed again, and fell down against Meng Dongliu.

"Wei Wutong......" Meng Dongliu quickly hugged him.

Immediately, his face changed, and he slowly raised his hand.

The hand on Wei Wutong's lower abdomen was stained with blood.

"You, your wound is open again? Dumb Kill ......"

"He's not a relapse of an old injury!" Qiu Cunmo felt that things were a little weird: "His wound just now was on his chest, not his lower abdomen. ”

"Mine, my dantian, dantian, ah......" Wei Wutong screamed, wanting to protect the dantian, but he didn't know how to do it because of the pain.

Meng Dongliu was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to tear open his lower abdomen, and his expression completely changed.

"What the hell...... What's going on? ”

On Wei Wutong's lower abdomen, there was a fist-sized wound exposed, gushing blood, and the edge of the wound was still changing, like a ...... There is a feeling of a hand stirring back and forth in the wound.

Because of the pain, Wei Wutong's whole body was stiff and he didn't dare to move.

But the feeling is very clear: "My red pill, it seems that someone is there, here, picking my red pill, ah...... Quick, help me! ”

"How can I help? How can I help? Meng Dongliu was at a loss: "I can't see anything now, how can I help you!?" ”

There is a void in front of me, and I can't help if I want to.

Qiu Cunmo suddenly looked at Wei Wutong's puppet, and the God Slashing Knife suddenly spun and flew away, cutting off the puppet's head with one sword.

"What's the use of you killing him?" Meng Dongliu was completely stunned.

Qiu Cunmo didn't explain, but walked to the entrance of the cave with a knife, looking at the ice and snow with his eyes.

"My injuries? My wound doesn't seem to hurt so much. Wei Wutong suddenly looked at himself in surprise.

The wound was still bleeding, but it didn't have the heart-rending pain just now.

Meng Dongliu suddenly guessed something, and thoughtfully: "These puppets are all coming for us, killing one puppet, there will be a second one, dumb killing, are you trying to attract another puppet of Wei Wutong?!" ”

Wei Wutong also realized it at this time: "Don't you think that someone is doing something to my puppet, and my side is also injured like the puppet?" But no, why did you kill several puppets while my head was fine? ”

"Puppets and puppets are not necessarily the same," the God Slashing Knife whirled and flew away, pointing outward, Qiu Cunmo glanced at the two of them: "However, we should know soon!" ”

It was freezing and snowy, and a figure was rapidly rushing this way.

It was Wei Wutong's puppet.

And this puppet's abdomen also has a fist-sized hole.

Wei Wutong subconsciously touched the wound: "Your uncle's!" What the hell is going on? ”

Why is this puppet injured, and he will also be in pain to death or alive??

Qiu Cunmo suddenly laughed: "You say, if I cut off his head now, will you also be in a different place?" ”

"Why don't you try it?" Meng Dongliu smiled evilly.

Wei Wutong's face turned pale: "Don't, I only have one head, if I really cut it off, I will die, then how unjust I will die!" ”