"Ghost!" As soon as the little fox came up, she was looking for the traces of Mo Ghost, and she saw her hiding in the corner of the low peak, meditating with her eyes closed, and her face was pale as if she had pounced on a thick layer of powder.

"Senior Brother Shen, how is Senior Sister Mo?" Xiao Changhe followed the little fox over and asked in a low voice, afraid of disturbing Ghost Mo, but even through the formation, he felt the faint aura on her body, and he blamed himself, "I have the pill here, it's not enough to wait for Chang'an to ······come back."

"Senior Brother Xiao!" Shen Kongming interrupted him, "The ghost is really fine!"

"But her face is so pale, and the breath on her body is weak, no matter how you look at it, she is seriously injured!" The little fox's eyes were wet, and the look that looked at Shen Kongming was Don't lie to me!

"She's just exhausted her spiritual energy, nothing else, I promise, really!" Shen Kongming raised two fingers, "It's just that she has been taking pills to maintain her spiritual power just now, and in the end, there is really no spiritual power left, which is why she looks so weak." ”

"It's really okay, it's just that the spiritual power is exhausted," the little monk also walked over, "I still put the array plate next to her." ”

"Well," both of them said so, Xiao Changhe relieved himself, "What happened?"

"Let's talk about it first, I don't know exactly what happened, I'll have to wait until the ghost wakes up and ask her. Shen Kongming spread his hands, "We are also confused, she just ······"

"Shen Kongming. ”

Shen Kongming was talking when he was interrupted by a voice, and when he turned his head, he saw Zhen Hao walking over like a small mountain, and there were still blood stains left by the fight just now, and he didn't have time to clean it up. Isn't he supposed to be cleaning up the body, though?

"This is the artifact, someone found it below, they asked me to send it to the ghost, you take it first. Zhen Hao has a palm-sized black pot in his hand, which looks like a pot for cooking rice.

"I'll give it to her when she wakes up. Shen Kongming thought about it and took it over, how to say that it is also a spiritual weapon, and other things can be divided tomorrow, but this thing has to be kept for the ghosts.

"Then I'll go back first. Zhen Hao delivered the things, nodded with Xiao Changhe, and went down to the low peak again.

Shen Kongming picked up the black cauldron and took a look, then put it in the storage bag, and when he looked up, he saw Xiao Changhe looking at him with burning eyes, "Senior Brother Xiao, what do you think I'm doing? I'm not greedy for ink, I'll give it back to her when the ghost wakes up." ”

"I know you won't be greedy, but why are they willing to give it to Senior Sister Mo?" Xiao Changhe was really curious at this time, this is a spiritual weapon, and it is not necessary to fight for a head and break the blood flow in normal times, but now Zhen Hao directly brought it to Senior Sister Mo Not to say, the monks below don't seem to have any complaints at all, this is not reasonable?

"Naturally, ghosts and ghosts deserve this spiritual weapon!" The little monk looked at Xiao Changhe and winked his eyebrows, and glanced at Shen Kongming.

More than half an hour ago.

Shen Kongming waved his fan, and his eyes were cruel to the monks outside the formation, and just when his eyes gradually dissipated, the jade pendant on his waist sent out a warm current, and the mint-like coolness in his mind instantly looked clear.

"Bang!"

"What are you hitting me for?" As soon as Shen Kongming came back to his senses, he felt a pain in his shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw Zhen Hao's fist falling on it,

"Are you awake?" Zhen Hao was stunned when he saw him wake up, "You didn't wake up just now." He said this with certainty, if he hadn't seen him stunned, he wouldn't have gone over to wake him up, but he didn't expect to wake up at this time.

"No," Shen Kongming spread his hands and touched the jade pendant on his waist, "How did you wake up?"

"I didn't enter the illusion realm, I just fought too much, and by the time I realized that the monk on the other side was wrong, you were already like this, and you woke up just when I wanted to make you. Zhen Hao pointed to the monk opposite.

"Illusion?" said Shen Kongming, who woke up, but still didn't understand what was happening.

"Yes, listen!" Zhen Hao has a tough heart, so he didn't fall into the formation of the illusion, but he was still a little dizzy when he listened carefully to the flute, so he hurriedly hugged Yuan Shouyi.

"Are you talking about the tune that the ghost played when he first came in?" Shen Kongming also heard it at this time, and the more he listened carefully, the more he could feel the burning sensation coming from the jade pendant, and his brain seemed to be full of mint leaves, "But I remember, it can save us from the sound of the flute?"

When she first entered the secret realm, she played a tune, and after a few people forgot the melody, but she didn't indulge in it at the time, and the sound cultivation itself was a monk who could control the attack.

"I don't know. Zhen Hao shook his head, he didn't know the sound cultivation or the formation, and it depended on his own character to be able to stand soberly here, "But... If it were because of the sound of the flute, I'm afraid we wouldn't wake up so easily. ”

"I'm confused. Shen Kongming patted his brain, "Let's go, go see them." ”

The closest to Zhen Hao was Shen Kongming, but before he woke him up, the two looked to the side together, it was the dead soldier of the Jiang family, called Jia Yi, who was red-eyed at this time, and almost came out of the formation.

As soon as Shen Kongming wanted to go over to remind him, he heard the sound of Mo Ghost's divine sense.

"Don't wake them up yet, find an opportunity to come up with a formation and kill the monk on the other side. ”

The feet of the two of them paused, and with the sound of the voice, the surrounding aura was turbulent, and they clearly felt the surrounding phantom array, not an illusion constructed with the sound of the flute, and there was still a difference between the two.

Because of this short fluctuation, two Jindan monks woke up, one of whom was Jiang Yuheng, probably because he had some magic weapon on his body.

Shen Kongming and Zhen Hao didn't alarm anyone, they quietly took a few steps back, and returned to the place where they were just standing, wanting to attack the monk who was breaking the formation, but found that the opposite side was killing each other, and the injuries were already quite serious.

picked an opportunity, Zhen Hao hit the front of a person with a hammer, and fainted on the spot.

The monk who was fighting with him seemed to be awakened by the blow, but before he could react, his throat was cut by Shen Kongming's fan.

"Wait a minute, there are a lot of people who woke up from the formation fluctuation just now. Shen Kongming vaguely understood Mo Ghost's thoughts, probably because he didn't want to alarm more people, even if the monks here fell into the illusion, they were still attacking the monks outside the formation.

But it's different over there, it may be that Mo Ghost is taking care of him, all of them are like crazy demons, and many people are mutilating their companions around them.

The sound of the flute continued, and Shen Kongming and the others forced themselves not to listen, stuck to the spiritual platform, put their minds on the monks who attacked the formation, and looked for opportunities to make a move from time to time, weakening the strength of the opposite side little by little.

"We..." Zhen Hao killed the monk who came over, stopped and gasped slightly, looking at the chaotic situation, a chill felt down his spine, and he couldn't tell if it was just sweating. If he was standing on the other side today, would he still be awake under the sound of the ghost's flute and the illusion array?

"Get out!" Shen Kongming gritted his teeth, "Be careful!"

The monk on the opposite side was not without a reaction, the thin monk who broke the formation at the beginning had been sober several times, and had been trying to crack the phantom array, but he had never been able to do it, and in the end it was useless to attack the formation, the phantom array had always been there, disturbing their minds.

The emaciated monk seemed to be trying to wake up the leading monk, but he was accidentally kicked and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Kill that monk first!"

Shen Kongming was eyeing the thin monk, he could see it, just the one who understood, as long as he killed it, the rest would be easy to control.

The two quietly came out of the formation, casually picked up the black robe of the dead monk and draped it on their bodies, no one noticed it in the chaos, and approached the target step by step, but before they could make a move, they saw the leading monk who had molested the ghost pick up the thin monk and hang it in the air.

"Doesn't your father trust you the most, and you deserve to be a good dog of the eldest brother!" Rifopin's eyes had completely turned crimson, and he looked at Lenu with murderous intent.

"Second Young Master, you have entered the illusion realm!" Le Nu wanted to use his aura to break free, but he was not Rifoping's opponent, he pinched his collar, his face turned red, "Let go of me, Left Protector, Left Protector!"

Zuo Protector was also uncomfortable at this time, listening to the sound of the flute, being harassed by the phantom array, there was a tyrannical aura in his heart, but he forcibly calmed down, "Young Master, he shouldn't be killed." ”

"Who dares to stop the person I want to kill?" Rifopin glanced at him in disgust, his eyes with contempt as always, "If you want to take care of me, you should look in the mirror, and don't take the chicken feathers given by my father as an arrow!"

"He doesn't deserve to die. The Zuo Protector only repeated this sentence, and there seemed to be waves brewing under his calm eyes.

The first to see that something was wrong was Le Nu, who forgot to break free for a while, "Protector, Protector! You look at me, hold Yuan Shouyi, don't be affected······"

"If I say kill, I must kill," Rifupin's hand tightened, "You want to stop me? Hehe, take care of your own business, don't think I don't know, you often run to your father-in-law's concubine, even if you are not favored, it will not be your turn to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." ”

Zuo Protector looked at Rifampin's lips closing one by one, his suppressed hands were trembling, and after he said this, he had only one thought, kill him!

"Bang!"

Le Nu was thrown aside by Rifupin and fought with the left protector, and the two had a grudge for a long time, but it was always the left protector who tolerated it, so they were safe. At this time, under the illusion created by Mo Ghost, all the tyrannical emotions were magnified, and they couldn't hold it back.

"Don't fight, it's not now..." Le Nu didn't have time to check his injuries, so he sat up and tried to stop the two, but he only heard the sound of a knife entering the flesh, and when he lowered his head, he saw the tip of the knife coming out of his abdomen.

It's not a knife, it's just a dagger, but Lenu is so thin that it directly penetrates his entire body.

He turned his head slowly, ignoring the sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and saw two unfamiliar faces crouching behind him, a strong monk with his hand against his lower back, and as he pulled his hand out, he pulled out the bloody dagger, but soon the blood beads were left along the tip and became dusty again.

Le Nu let out a whimper in his throat and fell straight to the ground, looking at Rifoping and Zuo Protector who were fighting, and there was only remorse in his heart.

One wine bag rice bag, one only flattery.

Even if he is following behind the third young master, he is stronger than now, it is obviously a situation of winning the game, why has it become like this?

It's just that he didn't have a chance to understand anymore, and the melodious sound of the flute seemed to be seeing him off.

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