Taking advantage of the gap between Ye Wanqiu and his dodge, he finally saw the appearance of the person who was using the lightning spell to slash them.

Looking at the old face full of traces of time, under the loose skin, the corners of the lips rose slightly, as if he was looking at his own unsuccessful junior.

It's just that the wrinkles like ravines are flowing with hideous blood at the moment.

The bright red bloodstains, like the sea of blood wandering on the ground, exuded a pungent smell of blood.

When he was in the steamed bun shop, he still had a strong palm with ten fingers, but at the moment it was dry like a chicken paw without a little meat. Compared to the deadwood staff, I really don't know which of these two will turn into a handful of loess first.

Almost, Chen Xingwei couldn't recognize this as the amiable old man in the bun shop.

No, or rather, he didn't know him at all.

It wasn't just Yuchen Xingwei who noticed the change in the black shop mage.

In the direction of his gaze, Ye Wanqiu also raised his head, looking at the old man with an increasingly hideous face, and the beautiful arc of the corner of his lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling again slowly converged again.

His strength is much stronger than Chenxingwei, so naturally he can see more things than him.

Under the cover of the blood flowing from his face, a golden rune loomed in the center of his brow. And on the magic circle on the ground, which was almost completely covered by blood, there was a similar light faintly.

Ye Wanqiu looked at the magic eye on his deadwood staff, and there was a thick ink color in his deep eyes.

No wonder, he hadn't seen anything like this one.

It's no wonder that the use of lightning abilities in this formation will not be affected.

Unexpectedly, this turned out to be a magic circle produced by the Bright God Sect. These hypocrites, who look glamorous on the outside, actually act like this in private.

Actually, it's not that I didn't think of it. As early as a thousand years ago, these hypocrites who claimed to be spreading the gospel for God and eradicating the infidels launched an attack on the demons when the demonic energy that was rare for thousands of years was greatly reduced.

Otherwise, the demon army, which has always been brave and good at fighting, will not be completely wiped out by the Knights of Judgment of Jiaoyan.

Feeling that Ye Wanqiu's mood seemed to be a little wrong, and her whole body exuded a faint murderous aura, Chen Xingwei's complexion suddenly changed.

Seeing that another thunderbolt was coming towards him, he hurriedly pulled Ye Wanqiu to dodge. At the same time, he also shook his arm and whispered, "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Wanqiu immediately recovered from her contemplation, and with Chen Xingwei, a thunder blade flashed, and she also lowered her voice and said, "It's nothing, I just remembered some things from the past." ”

"Oh. Chen Xingwei didn't know who he was, but looking at his strength and some things that ordinary people couldn't understand, he could also guess Ye Wanqiu's extraordinary origin.

However, he still couldn't help but remind: "Then you still have to be careful, don't get distracted anymore, otherwise both of us may be in danger." His voice this time was a soft and squirming girlish voice, as sweet and lovely as the little girl next door.

Although Chen Xingwei is the king of Chinese soldiers, no one can match his melee combat skills. But the current situation is too unbelievable, and it is simply not within the scope of his ability to deal with it.

As for the system, it just completed a task and gained the memory of the original owner. But it is simply useless to face the situation at the moment.

There is also a new mission, which is to rescue these people who are present. Once he was done, he would be able to regain his ability to cultivate. The more people you rescue, the stronger your cultivation talent will be.

It's just that now, he can't even protect himself, how can he save others!?

Ye Wanqiu glanced at him, the curvature of the corners of her lips rose slightly, as if she was smiling. It was as if something was in his slightly worried eyes.

"Do you have any last words you want to explain?" Ye Wanqiu slowly approached in the direction of the black shop mage while taking him to dodge the lightning strike.

Chen Xingwei, who heard Ye Wanqiu's words, his face changed immediately, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The corners of the young man's mouth were smiling, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes were curved, warm and refreshing. However, this smile did not reach the bottom of the eye.

Chen Xingwei couldn't immediately tell whether Ye Wanqiu's purpose in saying this sentence was to liven up the atmosphere or really let him die.

When Ye Wanqiu took Chen Xingwei with him, he grabbed his arm. Notioning that the muscles in his arms were tense, his pulse quickened a little, he chuckled, "Don't be nervous! ”

This smile still can't reach the bottom of the eye.

But Chen Xingwei still breathed a sigh of relief.

Approaching the black shop mage, the attacks on the two of them intensified. Relying on ordinary body skills can no longer perfectly avoid the attack of thunder and lightning.

If it weren't for the maintenance of the magic circle, I am afraid that what Ye Wanqiu and Chen Xingwei were about to face at this moment was Thunderball.

Chen Xingwei turned sideways, and just dodged an arm-thick lightning strike, a lightning bolt the thickness of a water cup slashed down in front of him.

If he hadn't flashed fast, I'm afraid he would have died at this moment.

He lowered his voice and asked Ye Wanqiu, "Big guy, do you have any way!?"

Compared with Chen Xingwei's slightly embarrassed, Ye Wanqiu looked much more calm. He didn't even have to focus his full attention on dodging lightning strikes like Chen Xingwei did.

Each time, he was able to dodge the lightning strikes that struck him very skillfully.

Finally, a thunderbolt appeared that was completely too late to dodge, and a light gray light suddenly flashed on his body, and the menacing thunder light was thrown out.

It landed on a blood-stained spot and exploded with a bang, blasting the corpses and blood in that area.

However, the circle still did not suffer any damage......

Ye Wanqiu looked at Chenxing's only eye with a slight smile, and said, "There is a way." Just ......" he dragged out a long ending.

"Just what!?" Chen Xingwei quickly asked.

"Nothing. Ye Wanqiu smiled, "Let me ask you a question first, are you a child, do you have some bad habits?"

Chen Xingwei: "......"

This is a very embarrassing question!

But in many cases, the child's urine contains a very pure vitality, and sometimes it is even necessary for some evil magic circles.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Yes." No" healthy wheat-colored cheeks flushed slightly, obviously very embarrassed by Ye Wanqiu's question.