Chapter 51: The Dying Moon Angel

The flames lasted for more than ten minutes before they were extinguished, and the smell of burnt meat filled the forest. Although there were scattered fires in the forest, the various laws of Xintiandi were strengthened, and the yin and humidity at night were very thick, and the fire burned very hard, and it seemed that it could not burn.

Because the location of the fat relics was exposed by the cries of the fat relics, Ji Zijian took the fat relics from the south to the west as soon as possible.

"Don't be impulsive, the flamethrower is not necessarily their hole card, they have been preparing for so long to come, they must have already thought of a strategy to deal with you, you are looking for death if you attack rashly like this!"

"Humph!"

Through the night, Ji Zijian saw angry flames burning in the fat remnant's cold eyes.

Ji Zijian looked at the people in the industrial area, listening to the deployment of the captain, especially as it sounded as if there was a third team with guns. This is undoubtedly a headache.

"Second brother, they're moving this way!" Corpse Xiaoyin reminded.

"Xiaofei, let your apprentices and grandchildren get out of the way and let them in, they may have night vision goggles, you are in front of the southeast, run to the river, I will take others to copy their back roads, remember, don't fight them head-on, human high technology is definitely not what you can handle now." ”

The fat widow let out a rare sigh, and ran to the southeast according to Ji Zijian's instructions.

"The teams paid attention and found the whereabouts of the target, and the teams quickly followed up. ”

When the people on the opposite side entered the forest, Ji Zijian took the corpse Xiaoyin and the others to go around in reverse and around behind the enemy. Corpse Xiaoyin's Shaoyin skills were better at night than night vision goggles, and she soon found the musket team that was following at the last moment to enter the fire cover.

Several people dressed in camouflage suddenly felt a slight wind blowing, and a female ghost suddenly appeared in their night vision goggles.

"Ahh

Ji Zijian, who was a little frowning in the face of the dark muzzles of several people, stood in place, looking at the corpse Xiaoyin standing on the spot, holding a short sword about two feet long that was filled with black gas.

"Second brother, there are masters in the second team, and they are coming this way. Corpse Xiaoyin turned her head and told Ji Zijian. "Second brother?"

Ji Zijian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the long malnourished corpse Xiaoyin, and the short sword in her hand, and shook her head vigorously.

"Yuanyuan, hurry up and get into the talisman pen!" Ji Zijian greeted Chen Yuanyuan, turned his head and said to the corpse Xiaoyin on the side: "Let's go, let's go around in a circle again, go around to the front, and help Fei Yi solve a team of fire-breathing friends." Saying that, Ji Zijian took the corpse Xiaoyin and disappeared into the night.

Ji Zijian ran away with the corpse Xiaoyin for less than ten minutes, and vaguely heard the angry shouts of the fat relics not far away, Ji Zijian was surprised, could it be that the fat relics took matters into their own hands with the enemy again?

"Second brother!"

Ji Zijian heard the anxious shout of the corpse Xiaoyin behind him, followed the direction of the corpse Xiaoyin's finger, looked not far ahead, and quickly stopped.

Under the hazy moonlight, an eerie white mist poured in from the east. The white mist reminded Ji Zijian of the boundless sea of clouds he had seen for the first time through the window of the plane, sweeping in a mighty way, and flooding the entire forest in an instant.

"Xiaofei, don't fight, turn around, go in the direction of the mountain gate!" Ji Zijian shouted loudly and ran forward. But in the fog, I suddenly found that my perception of the surrounding environment was much lower, and this kind of fog mixed with bursts of cold air and thick river vapor could not only block people's perception, but also make it difficult for sound to penetrate.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and with Ji Zijian's current eyesight, the visibility is less than ten meters. Ji Zijian took the hand of the corpse Xiaoyin, ran back and forth in several directions, but did not find the end, and after a few laps, he lost his way, and could only stay in place, standing on the treetops.

The voice of the fat widow became farther and farther away, and even the shouts of Taiyijiao gradually faded away. Until a quarter of an hour later, there was silence all around.

Ji Zijian and Corpse Xiaoyin sat on the trunk of an old tree, eroded by the cold and humidity in the fog, feeling a little cold. Corpse Xiaoyin quietly leaned closer to Ji Zijian's side, tugging on Ji Zijian's sleeve, and the two of them tacitly did not speak, for fear of causing something in this extremely strange environment.

Just when the two of them were drowsy due to the heavy moisture in their bodies, a high and masculine cry suddenly came from the forest, which resounded throughout the night sky, as if it was about to tear the endless night apart.

Ji Zijian and Corpse Xiaoyin both stood up in an instant.

Although it had not been heard before, this kind of roar that could compete with the qi of heaven and earth and the supreme yin was undoubtedly the legendary sound of the dragon's groan.

In this crazy world, can even a real dragon appear?

Just as the two of them were lost, a white object suddenly flew past them.

That's a dragon?

It was so fast, so fast that with the eyes of the two of them, they could only see an object about two meters long flashing through the woods beside them.

After a while, the fog in the forest gradually dissipated, and the bright crescent moon appeared in the night sky as calm as a splash of ink.

"Ahem, ahem......"

Two weak coughs sounded in the deep forest in the distance, startling the two people who were about to get up and leave, and Corpse Xiaoyin gently patted her chest to relieve her nervousness.

Ji Zijian quietly gestured, signaling Corpse Xiaoyin not to act rashly, and gently paced to the tree next to him. The aura of the wood attribute in the body surged, hiding the aura in the surrounding trees. Follow the dense vines between the old trees, and move towards the place where the incident occurred.

Three minutes later, an open field with a radius of thirty or forty meters appeared in front of me, and several old trees in the middle of the field that were originally hugged by one person had been broken into several pieces, and it was a mess.

There was a bald head lying on the ground with his chest clutched. In the center of his bald eyebrows, there was a black crescent moon, and on a branch not far from him, hung a long white hat. Moon Soul Messenger!

Ji Zijian carefully observed the surroundings, and at a distance of 100 meters from Bai Wuchang, the spirit flags and life and death divinations from far away were still on the ground in a haphazard manner, and he did not see the black impermanence of his peers. Or has Black Impermanence been killed by the true dragon who just left?

Just as Ji Zijian was pondering, Bai Wuchang suddenly turned his head weakly to look in his direction, and kept spitting green juice in his mouth, as if he was calling for help to himself.

Ji Zijian knew that time was pressing, and if he didn't take any action, with the energy of the underworld, new rescuers would arrive soon.

Evil was born to the side of the guts, Ji Zijian jumped up, and an earthy yellow seal appeared in his hand, with a faint golden light on it, shining on the top of Bai Wuchang's head and smashing down.

Who knows the strength of the moon envoy, how can it be compared to the star soul envoy that Ji Zijian has seen before, the moon envoy who looks dying waved his palm hard at the moment when Ji Zijian arrived, and a yin wind rushed towards Ji Zijian's face door, Ji Zijian's body flew out upside down in an instant, and smashed on a big tree dozens of meters away.

Fortunately, the Chenghuang Seal hit the top of Bai Wuchang's head, Bai Wuchang screamed, and there was also a green liquid squirting out from the top of his head.

But the Moon Envoy's physical fitness is obviously very strong, and he is still immortal, squirting a mouthful of "blood", angrily looking at Ji Zijian who fell to the ground not far away, wanting to speak, but unable to speak, green juice kept spitting out of his mouth.

Ji Zijian stood up with difficulty, wiped a handful of blood that was spilled from the corner of his mouth after being shocked, only to feel that his body was eroded by yin qi, his limbs were stiff, and he shouted loudly: "Xiao Yin, kill him quickly." ”

Hearing the news, the corpse Xiaoyin rushed over, took off the black short sword in his hand, buzzed and trembled, and flew towards Bai Impermanence not far away. A disdainful smile leaked from the corner of Bai Wuchang's mouth, and it seemed that in a moment of pride, he was pulled by the wound and felt pain, and his body trembled several times.

The moment the short sword approached Bai Wuchang, it was as docile as a well-behaved pet cat, quietly hovering above Bai Wuchang's head, slowly sliding in a circle.

"Xiao Yin, it's not good, get out of the way!"

"Second brother, my sword ......"

Just when Corpse Xiaoyin was in a dilemma, the flying sword that originally belonged to her suddenly flew in her direction, Corpse Xiaoyin was taken aback, one sideways, completely subconsciously dodging in crisis, the black sword cut through her left shoulder, pulling a long wound.

The flying sword flew out more than ten meters, turned back again, and flew towards the corpse Xiaoyin, in a blink of an eye, back and forth, the corpse Xiaoyin's body had been pulled five or six times.

Ji Zijian's eyes were red, and he grabbed a branch above his head with difficulty, relying on the strength of the branch's rebound to leap towards Bai Impermanence more than ten meters away. Bai Wu's common intention urged the short sword to return to defense, Ji Zijian was already at the end of the crossbow, where could he parry? In fact, he didn't plan to parry at all.

At the same time that the short sword pierced Ji Zijian's body, a white stone grew from small to large, and when it smashed into the door of Bai Impermanence, it was already the size of a bowling ball.

There was no sound, but the green juice was a substantial liquid, splashing Ji Zijian's body while he fell next to Bai Wuchang.

The juice seeped into Ji Zijian's body through the skin, and Ji Zijian only felt like falling into an ice cave for a moment, shivering with cold.

The juice was as if he had anesthetized himself, and it made Ji Zijian forget the pain of the short sword piercing for a while. Tremblingly, she instructed Xiao Yin, who was already frightened on the side, to take her short sword and her own city god seal on the ground. By the way, I picked up the life and death divination and the spirit banner that were still on the ground.

Afraid of death? That's because I didn't encounter something that was high enough for the temptation, the moon envoy is the existence of the nine star envoys, and the struggle to die will cost two people half a life, this kind of treasure, as long as the life is still there, who doesn't covet it?

The femininity of the two treasures is extremely strong, fortunately, the corpse Xiaoyin's exercises are also negative, although it is a little difficult to hold in the hand, but if the treasure is obtained, how can Ji Zijian on the side stand such a strong yin qi, and hurriedly motioned for the corpse Xiaoyin to be put in the ring.

Unexpectedly, the dark black wooden ring on the corpse Xiaoyin's finger burst open, and the things inside were scattered all over the ground, except for a few simple coats and pants, there were as many as twenty or thirty pieces of underwear worn close to the body.

Ji Zijian was dumbfounded, he didn't expect such an embarrassing scene to appear in such a serious picture.

In the hazy moonlight, Corpse Xiaoyin blushed to the base of her neck. Squatting on the ground and scrambling to pick it up.

Seeing this, Ji Zijian put all the things on the ground into the jade box, recalled Bai Zi who fell on the ground on the side, looked at the corpse Xiaoyin on the side, and twitched the corners of his mouth hard.

"Second brother~~~"

"Alright, quick... Let's go back to the mountain gate. ”

Corpse Xiaoyin also seems to have an understanding of the so-called soul envoy, looked around, picked up Ji Zijian, who was sitting on the ground, compared to the pain of Ji Zijian's short sword piercing, she suffered some skin injuries, and the situation was much better. Take a deep breath and run wildly in the direction of the mountain gate.

"Second brother!"

"Hmm. ”

"Don't tell anyone!"

"What?"

"You..." Corpse Xiaoyin blushed and stopped in a hurry.

"Good, good... Come on.... I..." Ji Zijian didn't finish speaking, a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the corpse Xiaoyin's shoulder, and she fainted.

Corpse Xiaoyin was taken aback, she didn't expect Ji Zijian to be so seriously injured, and she couldn't care about being shy, and ran towards the mountain gate.