"Are you good brothers? Could it be that you were originally a stone, and then you went your separate ways after cultivating to perfection?" Mo Tingyin asked with a gossip on his face.

Wei Zhao stood beside Mo Tingyin, very helpless.

His girl was the most daring he had ever seen, and no matter what the moment of crisis, she didn't seem to feel anything, and could still talk and laugh.

If Mo Tingyin knew that Wei Zhao thought so, he would definitely shout that he was wronged.

The reason why she is like this is entirely because of her raging gossip fire that cannot be suppressed no matter what the situation.

Thinking that she was sick and hospitalized at home and couldn't go to work, in order to be able to gossip with colleagues in the unit, she actually asked Zhang Tu to pick up colleagues from work, so that she could chat with colleagues about the company's gossip on the road.

It's just that after arriving in Xinglong Town, Mo Tingyin's gossip skills have increased a little.

"When death is coming, I will give you a solution. "The Black Stone Spirit doesn't know the more ancient and unchanging truth that bad people die from talking too much, "Both of us are stones on Black Stone Mountain, and we have been enlightened by the great gods, and we have cultivated into human forms in front and back. Then we were wounded and scattered. ”

Speaking of this, Hei Shijing seemed to be very sad: "I have been in this Dafeng village for more than a thousand years before I can barely recover my strength. As soon as I regained my strength, I started looking for him, but I didn't expect that I had just found some clues, and before I could find him, he was killed by you. ”

The little girl's immature face was still sad one second, but the next second it became extremely vicious: "He just killed a few mortals, and you actually crushed him to ashes! If he hadn't been taken to the grave and buried for hundreds of years, his mana would not have been bullied like this by you as a mortal! I will torture you! Kill you! Avenge my brother!"

The surrounding villagers gathered around with red eyes again.

Mo Tingyin stretched out his hand to stop it and shouted, "Wait! I still have a question to ask!"

The little girl waved her hand, raised her chin, and said, "I know what you're asking." Yes, I deliberately let the rat spirit let the wind go, you two fools, you fooled. ”

Everything we could talk about was over, and the time dragged on long enough, but I didn't see where the pursuers were.

Mo Tingyin is very helpless, the truth of "bad people die from talking too much" is useless, it seems that he still has to save himself!

"Okay," the black stone spirit had already seen Mo Tingyin's careful thoughts, "I can see through that little trick of your humans at a glance, just wait for death now!"

Mo Tingyin gritted his teeth, took Wei Zhao's sword, and slashed it from his hand.

The sword was stained with blood, and its power increased greatly, and everyone couldn't move forward for a while.

But Mo Tingyin knew that her blood was limited and couldn't last too long, and they had to find another way to get out.

In a flash of inspiration, Mo Tingyin thought of the small spar he was carrying.

She held the spar in her hand and said loudly, "Black Stone Spirit, your brother still has something left here!

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone stopped attacking.

A trembling old man walked up to Mo Tingyin and said coldly, "Show me what you have in your hand." ”

Mo Tingyin snickered, maybe this thing in his hand could balance the black stone spirit.

Seeing the black spar in Mo Tingyin's hand, the old man's expression was stunned.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, good! I thought he still had a chance to live, but now it seems that he really died at your hands!"

Mo Tingyin shouted in his heart that he was unlucky, this is good, he didn't control the black stone essence, and it stimulated him.

The people around them besieged again.

Although Wei Zhao and the others tried their best, they still had no power to fight back in the end, and they were completely surrounded by hundreds of villagers.

Holding Mo Tingyin in his arms, Wei Zhao used his back to block the villagers' attacks.

I don't know what instructions these villagers received, they just punched and kicked Wei Zhao and the others, but they didn't kill them.

The more times like this, the more sober Mo Tingyin became.

After a fight, she could see that the black stone spirit was hiding in one of these villagers, and she didn't know how to manipulate all the villagers to attack them at the same time.

All she had to do was find out where the Blackstone Spirit was.

But this one is too hard to find, and the black stone spirit has been changing back and forth, without stopping.

Wei Zhao was pressed on her body, and Mo Tingyin was lying on the ground, looking out along the gap.

Suddenly, a yellow dog caught her attention.

When she entered the village just now, she didn't see any livestock in the village, and it was a little strange that a dog suddenly appeared.

The yellow dog squatted there, quietly watching the crowd, and his eyes were clearly a pair of human eyes!

He was looking at the yellow dog when he suddenly moved.

It slowly walked in front of Wei Zhao and the others and stood still.

"You're the real Black Stone Spirit, aren't you?" asked Mo Tingyin.

The yellow dog didn't speak, but opened his mouth wide, bared his fangs, and pounced on Mo Tingyin.

All this just now was just that the Black Stone Spirit wanted to torture his brother's murderer, and now he was tired of it, and he just wanted to eat them all.

Wei Zhao wanted to stop it, so he raised his sword and slashed towards the yellow dog, but the sword was raised high, but he couldn't swing it, as if a pair of invisible big hands were grabbing him, so that he couldn't move at all.

Mo Tingyin's face was full of horror, and she held the ground behind her with her hands, and stepped back little by little.

The corners of the yellow dog's mouth turned upward, as if to mock the ridiculousness of Mo Tingyin's dying struggle.

Slowly and leisurely walked in front of Mo Tingyin, it opened its big mouth and bit down on Mo Tingyin's head.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wei Zhao's eyes were red.

Obviously, Mo Tingyin is going to marry him, who knows that she will die here!

"Ah!!h

Wei Zhao's sword didn't hit the yellow dog, because when his sword fell, the yellow dog had already fallen on his back to the sky.

Its mouth was still wide open, and its fangs were frightening, but what was even more frightening was the strange-looking knife in its mouth.

The handle is red and the material is very special.

Most of the blade was inserted into the yellow dog's mouth, and only a small part was exposed.

The exposed part of the blade was shiny and sharp.

There was no time to study this knife, Wei Zhao hurriedly went to help the frightened Mo Tingyin.

"Childe, is that black stone spirit dead?" Mo Tingyin leaned on Wei Zhao's arms and asked weakly.

Wei Zhao glanced at the big yellow dog that fell to the side and said, "It should be." ”

Mo Tingyin straightened up with Wei Zhao's arm and said, "No, I have to go and see for myself to rest assured." ”