Shi Ji turned around, and she crashed into a pair of stubborn and fragile beautiful eyes, a sapphire eye with a sea-blue tear in it, and it was about to die.

The bird is dying and its song is also mourning, its cry is like the mourning music it plays for its life that is about to end, the last note of its life, poignant and thrilling, Shi Ji looked at it movingly, looked at its eyes, looked at its heart.

The crown-like blue feather on its head has just grown, its blue wings born for freedom have broken before they are full, its beautiful and noble five phoenix tails have dimmed, it is going to die, it has not bloomed the splendor of life, it is about to wither, it resolutely rushes into the dead place where the yin veins are entangled.

This is a young phoenix with wind attributes, the pure wind spirit whispers around it, it is a young Qingluan, a seriously injured and dying blue bird, it has a black arrow inserted in its body, and the black curse on the arrow continues to devour the phoenix blood in its body, and at the same time devours its vitality.

The phoenix falls into the sycamore, the phoenix is naturally clean, not more than the sycamore, not to practice and not to eat, not to drink the spring, but this little young phoenix wants to choose to die in this unclean place full of bones, probably desperate, Xiao Qingluan's stubborn tears swirled in his eyes but never fell.

"Buzz!"

As soon as Shi Ji's ears moved, the person flew up, and the cloak on her body instantly flew out and rolled up the dying little Qingluan, she appeared in front of Qingluan out of thin air and quickly stretched out her finger to flick at the void.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

As if she were playing a lute, an arrow wrapped in a black spell flew out of her fingertips.

"Woo woo woo ~ ~"

A gray tornado seemed to be flying slowly towards the rocky rocks.

Shi Ji took a look, and fell back to the ground with the little Qingluan, and the little guy lying on the mink cloak dimmed, and its eyes were no longer so bright.

"Buzz Buzz~~"

The stone needle excitedly drew circles in the air: blood!blood!my!mine!

"Stay honest!"

Shi Ji angrily scolded the stone needle without a little eye, she took out the jade box from the handkerchief, took a piece of immortal tea, sent it to the mouth of the weak little Qingluan, and said to it: "Swallow it, I'll help you pull out the arrow!"

Xiao Qingluan looked at Shi Ji in a daze, it didn't expect that there were still living people here, tears flowed down Xiao Qingluan's eyes, I don't know why, maybe it was because the temperature on the blanket under her was too warm, maybe because the wind in her hair was too kind, maybe ......

The little blue bird obediently opened its mouth, the immortal tea in Shi Ji's hand flew into the blue bird's mouth, Shi Ji grabbed the arrow that went deep into the belly of the little green luan with his hand, she recited the witch spell with a serious expression, and the black curse wrapped around the arrow was broken one by one.

Shi Ji's pupils contracted, a bloody light, and the arrow was pulled out by her in Qingluan's terrible scream.

The arrow that broke the spell was extremely ordinary, Shi Ji casually threw the arrow aside, and she added a Ganlin spell to Xiao Qingluan's body, a dispel spell, and the vitality on Xiao Qingluan's body slowly began to rise.

"Dare to destroy the old man's arrow, which tribe are you from!?"

The gray angry wind dispersed, and a fifty-year-old man with a long bow and an arrow bag on his back asked angrily.

Shi Ji glanced at the old man and said expressionlessly: "You go, this Qingluan is mine." ”

Shi Ji's words were very simple, she wanted to give this old man who could shoot Hou Yi arrows a chance, this was a face for her eldest brother.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! It's yours? What a junior who doesn't know the height of the sky, he actually grabbed the prey and grabbed the old man's head!"

Shi Ji was not only not angry, but her originally twisted brows were relaxed, and the sleeve of her left hand flicked back, and the cuff stretched out to cover the entire big pit behind her, and the sleeve robe was bulging like a windbag.

"Come back!"

Ishiji stretched out his right hand.

"Smack!"

An arrow fell from the sky, the corners of Shi Ji's mouth twitched, and at some point the arrow she threw on the ground was circled by the stone needle, and at this time, its needle tip was piercing the arrow body, greedily sucking the phoenix blood and Qingluan vitality in the arrow.

The stone needle was caught stealing, and it decisively threw away the arrow, not seeing, not seeing!

"Wow!"

The stone needle calmly fell into Shi Ji's palm, which was two feet long, Shi Ji held the stone needle tightly, her right hand did not come out, and her left hand was thrown out with a sleeve of black wind.

"Boom!"

With an explosion, the storm, the black wind of Shiji was not a tornado, but a compressed storm condensed into a ball, and it exploded as soon as it was thrown out.

The old man's face changed in shock, he never thought that a little earth witch could show such a domineering witch style, the old man inhaled sharply, his chest and abdomen collapsed rapidly, and the whole person shriveled down, as if he had become a piece of paper, he opened his mouth, and a majestic angry wind erupted.

As soon as the angry wind came out, the old man stepped back and pulled his bow, waved his hand and took the arrow, and the arrow came out with a breath, as fast as a streamer, and the long arrow went straight to the center of Shiji's eyebrows.

This old man looks like an old war witch who has been killed for a long time, and the expert knows if there is one as soon as he shoots, this old man is shocked but not chaotic, and he is calm in response, and he will kill as soon as he shoots, and his archery skills are even more deep in the way of the arrow, and he is as fast and ruthless as he is, even if he is facing the younger generations of his own clan, he still goes all out and kills the killer.

Shi Ji watched the black storm blow up the old man's witch wind, and watched the old man's arrows shoot through the black storm towards her eyebrows, her eyes were calm to the extreme, without a trace of fluctuation, her mood reflected everything within a radius of 100 meters.

Shi Ji moved suddenly, she took small steps, lunged forward, waved her hand and threw arrows, the arrows in her hands came first, the old man's arrows grazed her sideburns, the old man's arrows did not do that accurate, even if they were fast and ruthless, they were empty arrows.

"Boom...... Gurg...... Boom......"

The old man's hair was stained with blood, and he pointed at Shiji unwillingly for a long time without saying a word.

"Smack!"

"Boom!"

The longbow fell to the ground, and the old man fell down with a bang, a two-foot-long needle was inserted in his chest, and the Taiyi Witch heart above his Heavenly Witch had been pierced, and his heart was dead, and his life fell.

With a wave of his hand, the earth under the old man's body cracked, the old man's body sank, the bow used by the old man before his death, and the three arrows he shot were swept into the crack in the earth by Shi Ji.

"Come back!"

Shi Ji called.

The stone needle is unmoved, it is sucking blood!

Shi Ji waved her hand and closed the earth, and she directly buried the stone needle with the old man.

"Whoosh!"

The stone needle burrowed out of the ground and buzzed around the stone rock, it was very angry, and had a big opinion about the stone rock burying it.

Shi Ji waved her hand, and the stone needle was swept into the air, so that she would not reason with a stupid child with a very low IQ and a big temper.

Shi Ji has always been very quick to kill, and she will bury anyone she kills, kill and bury, and she never makes money from the dead, and she has never picked up the magic weapons and tricks that fall from the dead.

"Bang~~"

Xiao Qingluan's blue eyes looked at Shi Ji timidly, it was both happy and scared, the terrible old man who chased it to the sky and had no way to enter the ground and almost killed it, was killed and buried, too ...... Too...... It's horrible.

Shi Ji walked to Xiao Qingluan's side, checked its injuries, and said to the little guy with a smile: "Don't be afraid, my sister will not hurt you, my sister has a benefactor, she and you should be of the same race, her name is Blue Bird Fairy." ”