Mo Tingyin stared closely, and a human face slowly appeared on the black stone.

The man's face looked like a man's, but it was extremely ugly, and his eyes were full of evil.

Just one look at it makes people very uncomfortable.

The black stone spirit slowly spoke, and his voice was rough and ugly: "I can't see the reason either. There is no demonic energy in you, and there is no fairy energy in you. Give me more blood and drink more, and you'll be fine. ”

"Thank you, Grandpa Blackstone. Wu Chengbi kowtowed respectfully, and said, "When will you be able to cultivate your human body?"

The black stone spirit frowned and said: "It will take some time, you must protect my true body these days, if something goes wrong with me, you will not be able to live long." ”

He looked in the direction of Mo Tingyin and said, "But you are too careless, someone followed you, you don't even know." ”

Seeing Mo Tingyin, Wu Cheng was very surprised: "How did you break through my enchantment? Aren't you just a mortal?"

"I don't know. Mo Tingyin slowly walked up to Wu Cheng and said, "Maybe I'm from another world, and I'm not limited by your spells here at all." ”

"Don't be hippie with me, what are you sneaking around with me?" Wu Cheng looked displeased. Although he thought Mo Tingyin was interesting and wanted to keep her by his side, his biggest secret let her see, and she was so sneaky, he didn't plan to keep her. In this world, there is nothing more important than living in peace.

As he spoke, Wu Chengcheng grabbed Mo Tingyin.

Wei Zhao followed behind, and when he saw that Wu Cheng was about to hurt Mo Tingyin, he hurriedly raised his sword to meet him.

Wei Zhao lost too much blood, and when he escaped, he spent too much physical strength, and his sword with all his strength did not stab Wu Cheng's body at all.

Instead, as soon as Wu Cheng waved his hand, Wei Zhao fell to the ground.

Now there is no point in keeping Wei Zhao, Wu Cheng slowly raised his hand, wanting to know about Wei Zhao's life.

Wu Cheng didn't have a weapon in his hand, but Mo Tingyin's hunch told her that if Wu Cheng hit Wei Zhao this time, Wei Zhao's life would be over.

There was no time to think about anything else, Mo Tingyin rushed towards Wei Zhao.

At this time, Wu Cheng's palm also fell.

Mo Tingyin only felt as if his back had been hit by a thousand-pound hammer, and his internal organs were dislocated in pain.

But the strange thing is that even so, she is not unconscious, and although her heartbeat has become faster because of the pain, it seems that she has not been killed.

Wei Zhao was vomited blood by Mo Tingyin, although he thought about many possibilities, Wei Zhao didn't expect Mo Tingyin to die in his arms like this, he was sad and angry to the extreme.

Mo Tingyin leaned in Wei Zhao's ear and said, "Leave me alone, kill him first." ”

Although there is little hope of killing Wu Cheng, if they don't fight, they have no hope, so it is better to give it a go now.

He didn't want Mo Tingyin to die here, he wanted to take Mo Tingyin out, and then tell Mo Tingyin that no matter where she came from or what she did, he would marry her. If he doesn't agree, he will pursue her until she agrees.

Wei Zhao frantically waved the sword in his hand, but his head was chaotic and his thoughts were mixed.

Although Mo Tingyin was in pain, his strength quickly recovered.

She herself was surprised, when did she become an unbeatable Xiaoqiang?

After looking at Wei Zhao, who was already red-eyed, and Wu Cheng, who was easy to deal with, Mo Tingyin was very anxious.

Glancing at the lively face of the black stone beside her, she had an idea.

Mo Tingyin ran to the black stone in a few steps.

When he lifted the stone, he was about to smash it towards Wu Cheng.

Wu Cheng saw that Mo Tingyin actually lifted the black stone, and left Wei Zhao to grab the stone.

Originally, I was going to use the black stone as a weapon, so it seems that I can be a hostage. Mo Tingyin's mind turned sharply, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, lifted the stone high, and said, "Don't come here, if you come over again, I will smash this stone." ”

Wu Cheng was even more nervous, his strength was all obtained from the black stone, if the black stone was broken, he would not be able to live.

Hei Shijing squinted at Mo Tingyin, but he was very calm: "Although I can't move, I can deal with this little girl, Wu Cheng, you don't have to worry about me, first solve the crazy catcher, and then kill this little girl." ”

Mo Tingyin panicked in his heart, but pretended to be calm and said, "How do you know that I can't hurt you? Wu Xiaokui died in our hands!"

"You?" Black Stone looked at Mo Tingyin for a long time, and said, "How can you hurt me without any cultivation? I can't transform and can't move because I'm just sealed, but I'm also a demigod, how can you be injured as a mortal? Don't talk big, let's just tie my hands." ”

Mo Tingyin had just been injured, his hands were full of blood, and he accidentally smeared it on the black stone, and the black stone spirit stretched out his tongue to lick the blood on it, and said in shock: "It turns out that there is something wrong with your blood! Wu Cheng!

Wu Cheng stretched out his hand to grab Mo Tingyin, but Mo Tingyin did not hesitate, rubbed the black stone on his body, and threw it towards the white stone pool with all his strength.

The blood on her body flowed, and when she rubbed it just now, the black stone was stained with blood, and she threw it hard, only to hear the black stone spirit let out an earth-shattering howl, and then there was no movement.

The stone didn't break.

Wu Cheng was stunned by the changes in front of him. He rushed to Heishi, eagerly picked up Heishi, and shouted, "Grandpa Heishi, wake up!"

The black stone spirit turned into an ordinary black stone, with no face on it and no faint luster.

Wu Cheng looked desperate, he looked at Mo Tingyin with red eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I really regret not killing you!"

He stood up and was about to make a move on Mo Tingyin.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he realized that his hand was wrong.

The muscles were covered with green tendons, the nails lost their luster, and the age spots grew more and more.

He held his head in his hands in a panic, but found that when he touched his head, his hair actually fell out.

Mo Tingyin and Wei Zhao watched from the side, only to feel that the scene in front of them was shocking.

It is a terrifying thing for a strong young man to age at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The skin is shrinking, the hair is falling out, and the strong teeth are falling out one by one.

Wu Cheng was in great pain, and his body was in unbearable pain. Not only did his teeth hurt, his skin hurt, but his internal organs also hurt badly. The main thing is that he can't stand the aging of himself. He has lived for many, many years, and he has never been old, and his oldest time is about thirty years old, how can he suddenly age like this?

"Please, kill me!" Wu Cheng's voice was hoarse, as if he was pushing open a wooden door that was about to rot.