405 Mist (5)

Yuan Yiyi and Xiao Xiaoli swept to a safe place away from the river bank and near the forest, then turned around and quietly observed the movement on the river bank from a distance.

Xiao Xiaoli didn't care much about Si Di's safety, and ran to the familiar chubby figure under the tree, her voice with a hint of anxiety.

"Brother, are you okay? Brother, wake up! Brother, you speak. ”

Chubby sat on the ground, apparently frightened by the black mist.

Xiao Xiaoli's soft palm slapped on Xiao Pang's face, but Xiao Pang did not react at all.

Xiao Xiaoli anxiously deleted Xiao Pang several times in a row, but Xiao Pang still didn't open his eyes.

worriedly, he slapped the little chubby belly twice, and his chubby belly rose and fell.

Chubby still didn't notice anything, his eyes were gently closed, and his face was still a little frightened.

Xiao Xiaoli really had no choice, so she gently approached Xiao Chubby's ear and called him loudly.

He still didn't feel anything, Xiao Xiaoli raised his palm slightly, looked well-behaved and cute, carefully stretched out an index finger, and gently put it under Xiao Chubby's nose to probe.

The deep breath showed the signs of his life at this moment.

Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with Chubby.

Xiao Xiaoli exhaled a long breath, gently picked up the gold silk robe on his body, and reached out to pull the corner of Xiao Chubby's golden robe over and put it on the ground.

Next to Chubby, he sat down.

The simple and beautiful eyes were glued to Yuan Yiyi's body, looking at Yuan Yiyi's worried look, as if he was thinking about something.

Yuan Yi looked at the situation in the distance intently, and the reason for the distance was very far, he could only vaguely see Si Di's slender figure, and he was not struggling.

The white light in Si Di's hand grew brighter and brighter, and the dazzling light was comparable to the lightning that suddenly disappeared in the sky.

However, obviously, the situation in the distance was more complicated, and the battle between the white light and the black fog in Si Di's hands was still ongoing.

The comparable breath, like a twist flower that has just taken shape, is entangled, and it is difficult for the naked eye to distinguish the winner from the loser.

The white devil walked quickly to Si Di's side, his worried eyes looked at Si Di, and then turned to the black mist in front of him, and some grievances and resentments came out at the same time, attacking towards the black mist.

"Black Mist, stop!"

The white devil's warm voice was tinged with a hint of hoarseness and shame, and the black mist in front of him heard a familiar voice, and his outline trembled unconsciously.

As if he was afraid of the truth of some facts, and as if he had heard something funny, the arrogant black fog became more and more intense.

"If you hurt my people, they will all die for me, not one will be left, and no one will be left. What about the Golden Carp Clan, they are not yet our defeated men. ”

The white devil's somewhat aggrieved expression became sharp for a moment, and in a familiar voice, he really didn't guess wrong.

But what happened, and why did he become the way he is?

Cold as the ice of a thousand cold caves, as beautiful as the sky and the moon, how could he become like this.

The demon is not a demon, the demon is not a demon, and it looks even more miserable than himself.

Why, all the emotions in my heart can still detect a trace of helplessness and reluctance.

The white devil covered his chest with one hand, looked at Si Di in shock, and launched a fierce attack on the black mist.

From the moment the familiar voice sounded, Si Di stopped the movements in his hand, and looked stunned, like a child who did not know anything about the world.

Si Di, who was immersed in shock and pain, was instantly relieved of the strength of his body.

The silver light around him gradually faded, and the stars were dotted, like burned firewood ashes, faintly shining.

Yuan Yiyi stood in the distance one by one, looking at the silent and motionless Si Di, and his heart was anxious.

Forget the promise just now, and run quickly towards the division.

"Sidi! Sidi! Get out of the way!"

The call was drowned out by the huge wave of water, and Yuan Yiyi's voice quickly dissipated before it could reach Si Di's side.

The black mist is like the master of the riverbank, swallowing the sound and breath of all things.

Yuan Yi was so anxious that he ran towards the snow white.

Even if the sound could be transmitted quickly, it would not be as fast as the crazy attack of the black mist.

Although the white devil has been transformed into demons for millions of years, he has never broken the rules of the demon race, and he has conscientiously run the botanical garden, and his cultivation is naturally not as strong as the black fog.

I couldn't resist it for a while, and retreated behind me again and again.

Similar aurities are mixed in one place, but they are not so difficult to distinguish.

Something flashed through his mind, and the demon finally understood what the black fog in front of him was.

Back then, Black Mist snatched the White Devil from his hands, but he failed to give her happiness, and he would not let Black Mist succeed a second time.

Yes, the White Devil is his own, and even if he doesn't love himself, he should always be by his side.

The demon flashed to the White Devil's side sharply and quickly, gently holding the White Devil's shoulder with one hand, and standing side by side with her.

At the same time, a sharp palm with fatal damage swung out.

The thick green and dense trees next to the river bank were instantly knocked down into the water by the palm wind, and the loud sound of poofing echoed in my ears.

The black fog was attacked strongly, and then retreated, and a pair of black eyes quietly poked out of the black fog, the black was very intense, like a solid rock thousands of meters below the ground, with mad jealousy and madness.

"Devil! Hahaha! One more, no more, one less, no less! Go all! Go, go! I'll give you a ride today!"

The black mist continued to attack, and the water on the riverbank was carried up by the fighting forces of the two sides, soaring into the air, but in a second, it fell high again.

The flat grass seemed to turn into a cliff thousands of feet high in an instant, and the feet were wet, and the body was also wet, which was very uncomfortable.

But now, I can't care so much.

Yuan Yiyi tried his best to avoid the chaotic black fog and magic, and ran quickly towards Sidi.

Yuan Yiyi's eyes at this time only had Si Di, and the sound of the explosion sounded like nothingness.

The emerald green figure has never been so embarrassed and sad.

It seemed that tens of thousands of light years had passed, and Yuan Yiyi finally came to Sidi's side.

However, Si Di just lay quietly on the ground, his eyes were full of pain, and his hands and feet seemed to be bound by something.

Not a word, not a single movement, not even an eye.

The white palm was corroded by the black mist, revealing a layer of bright red flesh.

The eye-catching color made Yuan Yiyi's eyes red in an instant.

"Sidi, are you alright? Sidi, let's get out of here first. ”

Yuan Yiyi didn't have time to care about anything else, his hands glowed with emerald green, and he gently pulled the palm of the cheese ground.

The broad and gentle palm was glowing with a hint of coldness at this moment.

The glow shrouded it, the wound gradually shrunk, and the skin healed quickly, but the coldness did not dissipate.

Si Di didn't speak, didn't stand up again, lay on the ground, closed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't want Yuan Yiyi to find anything.

Yuan Yi looked at the danger that was close at hand, and tried to support Si Di's figure, and the two figures had just stood up from the ground.

A black mist quickly entangled, and Si Di and Yuan Yiyi were hit by the black mist at the same time, and they both fell to the ground.

With a sharp pain in his chest, Yuan Yiyi lay on the ground one by one, pulling Si Di's hand, and his body became lighter and lighter.

The black mist did not dissipate, floating beside Yuan Yiyi, as if intending to devour her whole.

Yes, the evil cultivation of the demon race is to use it for its own use by devouring the power of other demons and demons.

Because, Yuan Yiyi has never cultivated, and he has never disdained this.

Therefore, at this moment, Yuan Yiyi has no way to face devouring.