Cui Wei is only more than eighty centimeters tall, shaped like a two-year-old milk doll, and her hand is naturally not very big, not even half of an adult's palm.

Listening to the thunder drum is the size of her palm, which is even smaller, and if you look closely, it is a child's toy.

Jun Qing'er's mouth opened wide in surprise: "It's actually become so small." ”

Cui Wei was also taken aback, although many of these fairy things can be big or small, and can be bent and stretched, but from a car-sized drum to a small child's toy, the impact is still a bit big.

"It seems that it has a relationship with you. "You don't have a wind road.

"It's quite fateful. Cui Wei honestly and unceremoniously put it away, they are all dead, this thing has become an ownerless thing, since there is no owner, it took the initiative to go to her, then she can naturally accept it.

"Let's go. ”

Just as she was about to leave, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind behind her, Cui Wei's ears were bright, and when she looked back, she only saw a black whirring thing flashing in front of her eyes, she subconsciously raised her hand to block it, but unfortunately she was still too late and didn't block it, the thing smashed on her head, and suddenly her head hurt, Cui Wei took two steps back and fell to the ground on her back.

"Cui Wei. Jun Qing'er took three steps and two steps to help her up: "Are you okay?"

Cui Wei's forehead turned red, her head buzzed, and countless stars appeared in front of her eyes, and in that starlight, Cui Wei saw a fruit core rolling down her side.

Who is it that actually attacked her, blinked vigorously, and finally cleared up a little in front of her, and looked at it, she sighed in her heart, Ling Wei.

He came so quickly.

Even though she sensed something was wrong in advance,

Ling Wei secretly rejoiced, fortunately he sensed that something was wrong and came to check, otherwise, they would have escaped.

"Jun Wufeng, you killed my son, the crime is extremely heinous, I will eliminate the harm for the people today and avenge my dead son!"

Jun Wufeng slapped him with a palm, took two steps back, and smiled coldly: "You know that it is not me, but you want to wronged me, are you not afraid that your son will die without turning a blind eye?"

"Bah, Jun Wufeng, you have to quibble, Qi'er was killed by you, it's you and you, it's not you and you, don't you want to run away today!" Ling Wei pointed at Jun Wufeng and spat around.

Jun Wufeng curled the corners of his lips lightly, and said sarcastically: "Use your own son to frame me, aren't you afraid that your son will get up in the middle of the night and ask you for his life?"

"If you want to find you, you are also looking for you!" Ling Wei raised his hand and took out a big knife and rushed forward again to fight Jun Wufeng.

Ling Qi is only the most inconspicuous of his many sons, if he dies, he will die, he is not distressed, but before he came, he had made a military order in front of Jun Wuzhi, if Jun Wufeng escaped, he would not only be punished, but his position in charge would also be handed over.

This position is what he has struggled for many years, how much effort he has made for this position, and it is impossible for him to give up like this!

Jun Wufeng's meridians have just recovered, and his strength has been suppressed greatly, but fortunately, this Ling Wei is just a monk who has just become a monk, and his cultivation is unstable, and the two of them are inseparable, and it is difficult to distinguish for a while.

"Mi'er, help me down. Zhang Lan woke up at some point and stretched out her arms to grab Mi'er.

Mi'er hurriedly put down Jun Yan'er and stretched out her hand to support her: "Madam, be careful." ”

Jun Qing'er saw that Zhang Lan was awake, and she couldn't take care of Cui Wei, so she trotted back to Zhang Lan: "Mother, how are you, do you still hurt?"

Before she had time to change her blood-stained clothes, Zhang Lan's chest was torn and full of blood, which looked shocking, and her face was even more pale and terrible, like a white silk, holding Mi'er's arm and sitting on the ground, Zhang Lan touched Jun Qing'er's head comfortingly, and didn't care about answering her words, but urged: "Cui Wei, hurry." ”

Cui Wei was staring at Ling Wei's big knife, that knife was very peculiar, it was different from the swords she had seen on weekdays, this knife not only had a sharp blade, on both sides of the knife, there were also many barbs, once it cut into the skin, the barbs and the blade worked together, it would tear the human skin apart, tearing the smooth skin out of countless knife edges, and the wound was like a pile of rotten meat, which was unbearable.

It was this knife that caused Zhang Lan's chest injury, but fortunately, Zhang Lan's injury was not deep, otherwise if she cut it in, even if it was a Da Luo Immortal, it was estimated that she would not be able to save her.

Different people will have different personalities, and the weapons they are good at will naturally be different.

Lu Yang's weapon is known for its speed and sharpness, his sword is extremely sharp, killing people only between one hand, just because it is sharp enough, it will not make people too painful, just like this Lu Yang's character, simply neat, merciless.

Ling Wei's knife, the blade is not very flashy, it doesn't look too sharp, but the small blade is cold, more than sharp, it can be seen at a glance ruthless and vicious, his purpose is not to kill, but to torture people, by this knife, you may not be killed, but it will hurt to death.

Anyway, Cui Wei looked at Zhang Lan's wound and felt panicked.

There are grudges and grudges, and the simple and neat revenge is, why torture others.

The more Cui Wei looked at this Ling Wei, the more unhappy she became, and when she heard Zhang Lan's urging, she came back to her senses, pointed at Ling Wei with her little hand, and the trap beast got the order, and her hind feet exerted her strength, and she jumped over.

Ling Wei's is not so powerful in itself, but the small blade is difficult to entangle, Jun Wufeng's legs and feet are inconvenient, even if there is a very lethal fire spell on his body, but he also has to temporarily avoid the edge, between advancing and retreating, his body has been scraped out of his knife N small wounds, the wound is not too painful, but there is blood oozing, a small wound is nothing, two are nothing, but more than a dozen wounds are bleeding together, it is terrible.

If you don't die, you have to be seriously injured.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Lan gesturing to him, Jun Wufeng did not doubt him, and with all his strength, he put his toes on the ground a little, and his body jumped into the air.

At the same time, the Trap Beast rushed out from behind him, heading straight for Ling Wei.

Ling Wei saw that Jun Wufeng was invincible, and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but unexpectedly, the trap beast suddenly rushed over, and crashed into his stomach, Ling Wei was a man who had experienced a hundred battles, and at the critical moment, the big knife turned hard and slashed straight at the head of the trap beast.

If this is an ordinary trap beast, even if he can't cut off his head, he has to be turned around by the barb of the knife, but he didn't expect that he slashed this time, only to hear a loud metal friction sound, and the big knife cut out a spark on the head of the trap beast, but it didn't even leave a mark.

The body of the trap beast didn't even slow down, its head hit his stomach, and with a lift of its head, it directly picked him away, just like when he picked Ling Qi.

Cui Wei was secretly frightened, it was not a big deal that it could pick up Ling Qi, after all, Ling Qi was a little monk in the Qi refining period, but he could pick Ling Wei, this was amazing, Ling Wei was a monk in the Dan stage, and the difference between the two of them was more than one or two levels, which was too much.

It's amazing, my machine beast, I actually dare to argue with the monk Jiedan, it is worthy of the limited edition of the Western Sinking Realm, Niu!

When Cui Wei was rejoicing, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of her, and a big hand tightly grabbed her neck.