A deep voice came from the depths of my head.

"Your shoes are wet. ”

The scattered pictures are slowly pieced together.

Didn't she faint? Why is she still standing ...... Beside the scar.

The turtle fairy walked towards them, getting closer and closer.

She saw Xiu Scar pull out a dagger.

Who is he going to kill?

Qiqi next to her, standing in place silently, did not stop him, she was motionless, and there was no trace of anger on her face.

With a "bang", a black sword slashed in the air and picked off the dagger that was repaired.

"Who?"

It was the angry roar of the turtle fairy.

Qiqi lay on the stone bed, his fingers tightly clutched the shirt at the cuffs, there were some beads of sweat on his forehead, and he struggled with his eyebrows, but he couldn't wake up.

In the distance, a man in a mortal robe flew away, and with one hand he picked up the black sword hovering in the air. Without saying a word, he flew towards the turtle fairy, and before he could stand still on the water, he killed her.

At this time, it was already dawn, and it was clear that the fight between the two was so fierce, but Qiqi on the stone bed didn't hear any sound.

Memories fell into an eerie silence.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and a voice broke the silence.

"You're not going to help?"

Qiqi's eyes were glazed, staring ahead, and he didn't answer him.

Perhaps sensing that something was wrong with her, Xiu Scar asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Still no one answered him.

At some point, the two men came not far from them.

The turtle fairy's louder and louder scolding disturbed her on the stone bed.

"You stinky Taoist, I don't know you. ”

"Look at my aunt and grandmother dismantling you and throwing you into my sea to feed the fish!"

"Your grandma's!"

The fairy law is shrouded, and it is foggy.

Qiqi on the stone bed pursed her lips tightly, her eyebrows tightened, and she couldn't find the ghost she wanted to bring back to Hades.

"Scratch ...... Trim ......," she shouted.

After a while, the fog faded, and he was finally seen.

Xiu Scar stood in front of her, "You speak!" The voice was not loud, but restrained, but ...... Panicky.

Qiqi in the memories was like a log from beginning to end, standing there without saying a word.

Naturally, no one answered him.

Half a moment later, the turtle fairy was defeated, let out a cruel word, cursed and shouted and fled back to the sea in a hurry.

The Taoist priest withdrew the black sword from its scabbard and strode towards them.

What is this man going to do? He can't be here to rob the Shadows!

Qiqi in the memory suddenly reacted at this time, staring at the Taoist priest, and his eyes did not fall to the side for a moment.

The Taoist priest pretended to cough twice, "This fairy, let's leave here with your friend quickly, although that person was beaten away by me, he will definitely come back." ”

Qiqi finally spoke, "Thank you for saving my friend today, I don't know which immortal mountain the immortal friend came from? What title is empty, the little fairy will definitely come to visit Xie En." ”

This is what she said? She was most afraid that she would meet another immortal monarch on the way to collect her soul, how could she say these words to him!

"I am a disciple of the Nine Spirits Pavilion in the mortal world, and I was mercied by the heavens and made me sit and turn into a real person, and then I caught demons in the mortal world and cultivated into a scattered immortal, and I have no title in the immortal world. He paused, "If the fairy doesn't dislike it, you can call me Wang Zhen, the name of the mortal world." ”

"Which direction are you going?" I wonder if you're on the same road?" Qiqi asked diligently.

"I'm going to the south to catch a rabbit spirit that has plagued the mortal world. ”

In the mist, she said to Wang Zhen: "My friends and I also went to the south. ”

Friend? That's the Shadow! The most important thing now is to go back to Hades!

Wang Zhen smiled: "That's just the same road." ”

The three of them soared through the thin clouds.

"Daoist Wang Zhen, how many years have you been sitting?"

"Three hundred years. ”

"Then you must be a highly qualified disciple of the Nine Spirits Pavilion, and you have only become a real person in three hundred years. Her tone was a little flattering.

was a little embarrassed to be praised, Wang Zhen blushed, "I don't have much talent, I just want to collect all the demons in the world." ”

"Do you have a wife?"

Qiqi on the stone bed gradually calmed down, indulging in memories.

"I studied under Jiuling Pavilion, so I broke off my love, so naturally I won't marry a wife. As soon as he finished speaking, the originally stable cloud bed suddenly jolted.

In an instant, the cloud bed suddenly dispersed, and the three of them fell down together, and in mid-air, Qiqi grabbed the collar of the trimmed mark with his backhand, and flew to a path carved out of a cliff.

"What's going on?" Qiqi asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of unbridled laughter behind him, and in an instant, the sound broke the tranquility of the valley and echoed between the two mountains, endlessly.

Before they could speak, the shrimp soldiers and crabs that appeared out of nowhere surrounded them.

The man at the head walked up to Wang Zhen and said arrogantly: "You are the stinky Taoist priest who hurt my sister?"

Qiqi's face was serious, and his hands were clenched into fists.

Wang Zhen stared around, holding the hilt of his sword.

Only Xiu Zhen ignored the man, he just turned his head to look at the person beside him, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"I'm your grandfather!" the little turtle snorted.

His voice was shrill and piercing, especially in the cliffs, but it never caught the attention of the scar.

From beginning to end, Xiu Zhen was only staring at one person, he slowly approached Wang Zhen, and said gloomily: "Who are you?"