In the smoke and dust, the huge paper fox fell with the electric light, causing the fox to grab its long wagging tail and turn over on the fox's back.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Wen Jin trying to drill into the screen beauty picture again, she opened her mouth urgently, but she couldn't speak, only to feel a huge pain in her neck, and she couldn't get up for a long time.

The snow-bright electric light in the wandering cave mansion turned into an emerald wind and thunder technique, and under the overwhelming momentum, the clouds and mist outside the corridor were finally torn open a crack, and the figure flickered, and Qin Xi had fallen to her side, gently holding her up.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen tried her best to find her voice in the cough: "There is one, there is a fairy! I know everything, I know, I want to kill, kill ......."

Qin Xi grabbed her wrist and pulled it, and the sticky hand was so easily separated, the white light of the healing technique swallowed the wound on the corner of her forehead, and her thumb wiped the undried blood under the corner of her eye.

His face was covered with blood, his neck was still pinched into patches of blue, his belt was broken, and his middle coat was stained with blood.

It's really unbearable.

He quickly closed her open clothes and squeezed them in his hands, and there was an unusually suppressed calm in his voice: "Don't worry, heal first, put on your clothes, don't cough and then speak slowly." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen coughed for a long time, and finally gradually stabilized her breath, and she didn't care about tidying up her appearance for a while, and she didn't bother anymore, so she told her what had happened to her.

Qin Xi listened quietly, but there was no fluctuation on his face, he only took out one of his belts from his sleeve, tied it for her nondescriptly, and then got up: "After I know, bear with the remaining minor injuries, just hurry up, nothing else." ”

Wait, what's wrong with him?

Ling Fox Zhenzhen looked at his face, but he turned his head away.

Taiqinghuan shook slightly, and the dazzling electric light once again broke through the boundless clouds outside the corridor, and the two of them instantly returned to the wide cave. The wind and thunder reverberated all around, the dense ink-painted bronze mirrors had been destroyed, the walls of the cave were black and cracked, and rubble kept falling.

"I was trapped in a serial operation and it took a lot of work to get out. Qin Xi said lightly, "The Shangqing ring is on you, I can feel where you are, but Wen Jin's mirror technique is very exquisite, even if the cold electricity can find the gap, people can't enter, so they can only attach the wind and thunder technique to the paper fox and drill into it and destroy it from the inside." Sorry for being late. ”

"What did you say?" said Fox Zhenzhen, who was blown up by the thunder, and couldn't hear anything clearly.

No, nothing.

Qin Xi's wind fell on the bottom of the cave, his long sleeves spread, and the bright firelight spread around the edge like a dragon, illuminating the surroundings in a delicate light.

This cave at the bottom of the lake is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and there are eight holes on the cave wall that can only accommodate one person, which just corresponds to the eight directions, and it looks like it was done by manpower. There is also a large pit at the bottom of the cave, and it is pitch black inside, and I don't know how deep it is, and the smell of decay and foul smell is seeping out of it.

He frowned for a while and asked, "You just said that there is a woman in the private room who has been smoked to death, and have you seen any other missing people?"

"No, he must have been hiding in another courtyard. ”

There are no other courtyards, and the ink-painted bronze mirrors have all been destroyed, leaving only the bronze mirror held by Wen Jin.

Qin Xi couldn't help but think of the rumors about Wen Jin, not only did he kill people like hemp, but he could kill dozens of monks at a time, but this time, he didn't feel that his magic was so superb.

By the way, Wen Jin seems to be in a kind of formation, and he needs nine living people...... He has abducted eight women......

There was a hidden yin wind flowing in the cave, Qin Xi suddenly felt bad, hooked Ling Fox Zhenzhen's waist with his backhand, and flew high in the wind, only to see the dense tide-like white bones surging out from the eight holes, and suddenly rose several feet high, wanting to drown them.

The White Bone Technique, one of the most annoying evil forbidden techniques, is relentless in pursuit and obscures his vision, and Wen Jin must be nearby.

Qin Xi shattered the tide of white bones that was in the way, looked around hurriedly, and sure enough, he saw Wen Jin, who was holding someone in his arms, and was flying in the direction of the deep pit.

A ray of blue light from the Wind Thunder Flying Sword shot out from its sleeve, and it was originally wrapped around an extremely sharp noise, but at this time, it was silent, and even the blue light was hidden, silently pounced on Wen Jin. By the time he realized it, it was too late, and the flying sword passed through his ribs mercilessly, and his body was carried high by this force, and the person in his arms could no longer hold it, and he came out of his hand, and he was about to fall into the pit.

Qin Xi's fingertips shook slightly, and the flying sword turned sharply, holding it on the flying figure - Wen Jin wanted to become a nine-person array, and he must not be called successful.

I don't want a strange purple light to flicker in the cave, slowly overflowing from the eight holes on the cave wall, snakes writhing all over the ground, flying swords don't listen to the call, like a wild horse jumping in the air whirling, turning around, looking at the posture is actually to hurt himself.

Eight people can also form a formation?!

Qin Xi's eyes swept sharply, only to see Wen Jin lying in the chaos of stones, his blood flowing on his face, his hands were still drawing a formation and chanting a spell, and his flying sword flew up and down with the movement of his fingers. Apparently he was too badly injured to control the flying sword at will, but it was terrifying to be able to snatch the flying sword.

He knew what it was.

Qin Xi immediately withdrew the technique, because he saw that the tide of white bones below began to move again, he immediately controlled the wind and wanted to dodge, but the wind was no longer controlled, but became extremely heavy, pulling him straight down.

If you hit the white bone technique this time, you will either die or be injured.

He subconsciously hugged Ling Fox Zhenzhen tightly, and the Taiqing ring in his ears shook with great difficulty, stretched out a thin electric light, barely blocking in front of him, and the tide of white bones rolling at the bottom of the cave suddenly burst out like a giant python, opened his big black mouth, and swallowed them into his stomach in one bite.

Dense sharp white bones pierced straight from all directions, Qin Xi turned her head and let go of the two white bones, one hand to protect her eyes, and the other hand only held Ling Fox Zhenzhen down, her voice was vague: "I can ......"

No.

Qin Xi's body trembled slightly, and his voice was still calm: "Little Senior Sister, do you still remember our gambling contract? And what you promised me, isn't it going to be tricked so soon?"

She mostly wanted to use the dragon flying blade, indeed, the dragon flying blade is the blade of the heart, all of which are transformed by thoughts, and are not affected by aura and formation, and this situation is best to break the situation with the flying blade.

However, because of this, this killing move will leave very special traces of aura, which is difficult to destroy.

Wen Jin has been hit hard, and he won't last long, so it's really not worth using the dragon flying blade at this time.

"Little Senior Sister, can you give me the short knife?" Qin Xi seemed to be unable to support the weight of his head, and his chin rested on the top of her head.

There were hot droplets of water on the top of his head, down his scalp and on his eyebrows, and then down to the side of his nose - it was blood, and he must have been seriously injured.

It's all like this, what a bet!

Ling Fox Zhenzhen gave him a short knife, and then he was about to summon the flying blade, but his two hands were also tightly grasped by him.

"The dragon flying blade is no better than other spells, and the residual traces are very heavy, I advise you not to act rashly. Qin Xi's voice was very low, "Ling Fox Yu's enemies are all over the world, just as the daughter of Ling Fox Yu, it will not be stable if it is spread out, if they know that you are a lonely lotus child, then your life will be a hundred times more difficult than in the Great Wilderness." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen took a breath: "This is the repayment of the father's debt and the son's debt?"

Qin Xi smiled: "It's very unreasonable, but hating this thing is unreasonable." ”

He grabbed the short knife and stabbed it at the bone, but before he could stab twice, he was out of breath and shaking violently.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen really couldn't stand it, and snatched the knife: "I'll come!"

She was inexplicably angry, her hands were ruthless and heavy, and when the surroundings were loosened, she raised her foot and kicked it a few times, kicking out a place that could barely accommodate the two of them, and then dragged him: "Where is the injury?"

Qin Xi was dragged and walked slowly for two steps, still smiling: "Little Senior Sister is really amazing." ”

Before he could say a word, he collapsed and almost smashed her on the back.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen hugged her backhand, and the tentacles only felt sticky and wet, and he turned out to be a bloody man—the thin layer of electric light just now blocked her, but it didn't block behind him, and he didn't know how many holes were pierced out of the white bones.

"Listen to me. Qin Xi felt that he couldn't hold on for long, and his voice trembled, "Kill Wen Jin first, then move all the women in the cave out, and finally pour the spiritual energy into the Shangqing Ring, where the wind and thunder techniques inside can be ...... Destroying the Cave ...... Get out ......."

His voice gradually weakened, and his vision began to blur, and he could only see a strange purple light flowing through the cracks in the white bones on Ling Fox Zhenzhen's face, and for the first time, her eyes flashed with a look that could be called fear, and her voice trembled: "You mention some healing techniques, quick!"

Are you scared? She's finally going to show that emotion.

What's there to be afraid of, I haven't seen her soft hands and kill people in the Great Wilderness...... It's not that he hasn't hit him, the flying blade pierces the heart, how ruthless. Now is the time to be cold, and the White Bone Technique has no response, indicating that Wen Jin has fainted, and he can be finished with a single sword.

He heard her repeating the words "healing technique", and he also wanted to instruct her on healing techniques, but he couldn't seem to make a sound.

Something terrible, unexpectedly bad.

He shouldn't be so rash, no matter what he is, he knows that it is better to let Linghu be injured than for him to be seriously injured so much, and if he doesn't die, he will lose his life here. But the body moved by itself, as if the young monk who knew nothing in the Great Wilderness was still lurking in the spirit, and could not see her shed blood and tears.

It was very dark in front of him, and he gradually couldn't hear the sound, Qin Xi suddenly grabbed Ling Fox Zhenzhen's clothes.

I can't rest assured of her, I can't rest assured.

He has to be optimistic about her, and he has to keep a close eye on Panshen Silk, he can't trust her, I don't know when she will stab her in the heart, how can he let her stand behind him? He was wrong at the beginning, he should have taken back Panshen Silk ruthlessly in the Great Wilderness, and there will be no worries and vigilance about these scratching hearts and livers today.

Maybe it's not too late to get it back now, there is nothing to wait and see, the pan god silk is in hand, he is not afraid of everything.

There were stars flickering slightly in the dark, Qin Xi's vision was dizzy, and she tried her best to look at it for a long time, it was not starlight, it was the light in her eyes, as if she was heartbroken.

His clenched hands loosened.

He knew a lot of things intellectually, but in the end he fell into a stalemate, which was ridiculous.

Qin Xi suddenly let go of his hand, and the bottomless deep sea instantly swallowed his consciousness.

Fox Zhenzhen didn't wait for a response, his head fell limply on her shoulder, as if asleep.

Reaching out and touching his face, the tentacles were cold.

His sleeves were soaked in blood, and the blood he shed seemed to have no end - even a monk would die if he bled so much.

There was a stumbling movement from the pile of rocks outside, Wen Jin actually woke up, gasped and spoke heavily, his voice was full of angry killing intent: "Is the monk dead? Where is Xiao Linghu hiding? Come out quickly! If you don't come out again, don't blame my brother for not taking pity on the fragrance and jade, and piercing you out of thousands of holes!"

The white bone forest, which had been frozen and immovable, began to move again, and sharp white bone spurs sprouted one after another, as if looking for their location.

Causing the fox to turn its head and let go of the white bone spurs, the strange flying blade roared up, like a glowing thin dragon, instantly tearing the dense white bone forest into pieces. The moment the huge shattering sound exploded in the cave, Wen Jin's body was also lifted high by the flying blade group, and it was instantly turned into pieces.

Qin Yuanxi was always worried that she would use the dragon flying blade indiscriminately, and if she said that her identity was exposed and caused trouble, but this was her knife and shield.

When it is time to kill, if the blood of the enemy is not seen with the sharp weapon, it is the blood of one's own people.

Just like now, he was motionless and collapsed in his arms, and she really had no way, no way to save him.

If only she were the one who was injured, at least Qin Yuanxi had a way not to let her die.

As soon as he thought about it, a ball of wire seemed to grow under his skin, and his body squirmed hesitantly.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen didn't care at first, but her heart seemed to be suddenly pierced by a thin wire, she trembled, and the next moment she felt that the invisible wire was curled up and stretched like crazy in her limbs, her ears buzzed, and suddenly her whole body seemed to be drained, and her eyes were black.

Half-dizzy and half-awake, invisible silk threads lifted her body high, and countless sharp white bones grew from the dead and solidified darkness, one by one running through her back.