Three days later.

Elk Huai cuffed the intricately patterned cuffs, and the afterglow swept towards the alley next to the shade of the trees, his head was covered with black lines, and the hot gaze poked at his back, who could not feel it?

He resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and his hand fell into the air, and when he looked at the empty hand, his heart chuckled, and the scepter, which symbolized the high priest, had disappeared without a trace since that day.

It's not that he didn't use secret methods to find it, but as a result, he couldn't see the scepter in life and the "corpse" in death, and he almost got angry.

"High priest, do you want to torture and interrogate those Jairs who are in prison?" Elk Huai's cronies leaned into Elkhuai's ear and asked in a low voice.

Elk Huai squinted at him, quite frustrated that he couldn't be taught repeatedly, knocked on his head, and Elk Huai walked forward with his hands: "What stupid things are you talking about?" The Jair tribe and the Linqu tribe have been at odds for thousands of years, and finally reached a balance point, do you want to go up the mountain and into the sea? Where can the clansmen withstand the toss? Although the sacred tree is safe for the time being, no one can guarantee that in the future, you, have a little more heart! ”

After a serious meal, Lu Huai beckoned to his cronies and whispered in his ear: "Be kind to them, when you need to negotiate, they are the best bargaining chip." ”

The cronies nodded, clenched the hilt of the knife at his waist, and said, "High priest, it was the last general's negligence, and the last general will do it." ”

After seeing his cronies leave, Elk Huai turned around and walked towards the sacred tree.

The shadows cast on the ground by the group elongated and fused together, not far or close to follow behind Lu Huai.

Elk Huai stroked the body of the holy tree, his mouth chattered, and after a few clicks, the light covered him, and when the light gradually receded, where was the figure of Elk Huai.

Ji Meng threw away the camouflage and circled around the sacred tree, his voice raised eight degrees, and finally broke the voice: "No, people... What about demons? Where did it go? ”

Glancing at the cloudy autumn evening, Hua Weilan suddenly felt bad, stepped forward quickly, squeezed away Ji Meng, who was in the way, and just put his hand on the body of the holy tree, everything that had just happened came into his mind.

Hua Weilan's face changed slightly, scratched her head, and stumbled and said, "Master, we were discovered, he ...... it on purpose."

"Deliberately disappeared in front of us?" The autumn evening is dangerous, squinting his eyes, silently making a note in his heart, very good, the coming days are long, and there will be a day when feng shui will take turns.

"Master, he... Not intentionally. Receiving the warning of the autumn evening, Hua Weilan suddenly silenced, slowed down for two or three seconds, piled up a flattering smile, and then said: "Master, I have a way, don't worry, so ......"

"It depends."

"Okay." Hua Weilan was so energetic that she broke the ban on magic weapons, but she didn't know that there was already a bloody storm inside.

The wind blew the sand and stones, and Elk Huai was nailed to the peach tree by the demon wind, his hands and feet did not listen to him, and the fear born from his bones broke Elk Huai's inherent thinking.

Looking at Jiu Yao, who was fighting with a woman with red eyes, Lu Huai seemed to be sitting in a papier-mâché boat, unable to withstand the storm that set off stormy seas and was about to sink.

The bloodline on Jiuyao's body is stronger than him, which is a possibility that Elk Huai never imagined, he has the blood of the ancient relics flowing in his body, and now, almost no demon can surpass him, except for ......

There was a loud bang.

The purple thunder and lightning in the sky lit the peach trees, and the fragrant fragrance of flowers mixed with the smell of burnt fire gave a strange and inappropriate feeling.

"Jiuya, stop."

Elk Huai roared hoarsely, couldn't pass through the wind and waves, and couldn't wake up the demented Jiuyao.

"Jiuyao, Shaojiu, wake up."

Ning Ning dodged the deadly attack, did not leave him half a meter away, and tried every means to awaken his lost mind, however, there was no way at all.

The sky testified that it was not her troublemaker.

Just as she wanted to take a nap, the red-eyed Jiuyao suddenly appeared, without saying a word, beckoning her to greet her face, if she hadn't hid quickly, she might have been ruined.

Ning Ning patted his chest with palpitations, barely endured the rising anger, walked under Jiuyao's hand, and said patiently: "Jiuyao, give you two choices, one is to be woken up by me, and the other is to be stunned by me, you choose!" ”

With a "whew", the paw prints were deeply embedded in the ground, destroying several peach trees.

"Wo Qu, are you really?"

Jiu Yao was stunned, and suddenly stepped forward, staring at Ning Ning, who escaped flexibly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Sting."

The cuffs were cut by the qi wave, and the red blood beads slowly oozed out, Ning Ning covered the bleeding wound, frowned and stopped his steps, and kicked towards the unrelenting Jiuyao, accidentally kicking it empty.

Staring at Jiu Yao, who was dodging, Ning Ning's heart was like being scratched by a cat, and he was very upset.

Ning Ning bandaged the wound simply and rudely, summoned the sword twelve, and attacked Jiuyao with the sword flower, trapping Jiuyao in one move and one style.

Just when she had a chance to stun Jiuyao's joints, Hua Weilan's party, who had broken the ban, suddenly appeared, attracting her attention, but she didn't see Jiuyao counterattacking with a punch, and slammed a punch into Ning Ning's abdomen, she spewed out a bloody arrow, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and after falling to the ground, the reel rolled several times, hitting the root of the tree before stopping.

The red blood flowed down, blurring Ning Ning's vision, she supported her weak hands and feet, and after several attempts, she fell to the ground and couldn't move.

"Good baby!"

"Shaft, don't hurt Xiao Ning."

"Master, I'm here to help you."

"Fuck off, the nest bites you."

A familiar voice came from his ears, and his pupils, which were gradually out of focus, shrank slightly, and Ning Ning smiled faintly, Fortunately, they are here.

Ning Ning, who fainted, was covered with peach blossoms, like a grand flower funeral, and the miserable little appearance grabbed her heart, ravaged it a few times, and slowly put it back into her chest.

Several people worked together to round up the crazy Jiuyao, and when their eyes touched the familiar face, they were stunned, and the auxiliary Wu Qian and Mu Zhe hurriedly stepped up and shouted: "What are you in a daze? Don't come and help yet. ”

I don't know how long it took, a few people were able to subdue Jiuyao, and they didn't have time to catch their breath, when they saw Ning Ning lying in the petals, the autumn evening fell, Ji Meng and Mo Bai let go, got up and walked towards Ning Ning.

Qiu Wanluo picked up Ning Ning, and a spiritual elixir was stuffed into her mouth, and the palm was attached to her back, using divine power to guide the medicinal power to repair her body.

"Good baby." Ji Meng trembled his hands and stroked Ning Ning's pale little face, and his heart was so painful that he was about to drip blood.

Mo Bai puffed back tears, staring at Ning Ning with a pale face without turning his eyes, his small mouth was pouting, but he refused to shed tears, "Xiao Ning Ning, we are here." ”

The cold sweat in the autumn evening fell in her head, and a low and magnetic voice echoed in her ears: "Xiao Ning, with the master, I won't let you have an accident." ”

"Little prince?"

The temptation sounded again in disbelief.

Hua Weilan's body stiffened, buried her face in her armpits, and ignored Lu Huai's meaning at all.