Chapter Twenty-Eight: Death and Death

Qiao Xuan bit with all his strength with internal force, and he easily bit into the flesh of the fire qilin, and streams of warm liquid poured into Qiao Xuan's mouth, but he didn't know if it was blood or something else.

Qiao Xuan was really lucky, the flesh membrane around the sharp horns of the Fire Qilin was its only weakness, but the liquid under it was not blood, but the essence of the Fire Qilin's cultivation, and it was the origin power of the Fire Qilin's fire energy. Qiao Xuan didn't know so much, his consciousness was already in a semi-comatose state, and he only knew how to bite hard.

The Fire Qilin roared wildly, but the energy it had worked so hard to cultivate was absorbed by this human being, it was simply an unforgivable sin. Transparent flames erupted from the fire qilin's body, and it wanted to burn the ** and soul of this human on its back to ashes. Qiao Xuan bit even tighter in the pain of ** and soul, and when he found that the pain in his body could be relieved by a few points with each sip of liquid, he began to absorb it frantically.

The fire unicorn was furious and plunged headlong into the fiery red magma below.

"Don't, Qiao Xuan. A hissing and lung-splitting cry came, Lin Xuan'er appeared in the passage just now, she felt the vibration of the earth's crust and the roar of the fire unicorn in the distance, and finally couldn't rest assured and dived back, who knew that as soon as she arrived at the entrance of the cave, she saw this tragic scene.

Lin Xuan'er looked sluggish, slumped on the ground, she was sad and angry, her heart seemed to have been torn to pieces by someone, and she seemed to have forgotten how to shed tears. You rascal, is the big villain just dead, you bullied me so much, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, how can you just die like this, tears poured out of Lin Xuan'er's eyes, like a river bursting its embankment.

I don't know when that rascal has such a heavy place in his heart, like a part of his life.

Lin Xuan'er slowly straightened up, and suddenly frantically threw the magic trick into the magma, exploding sparks and splashing waves.

"Beasts, give me back my rascals. Lin Xuan'er yelled hysterically. Like a lioness with crazy hair.

But it was a long time. Lin Xuan'er was exhausted, and there was still no reaction at all in the magma underneath. Lin Xuan'er's lips trembled slightly, and her big blue eyes turned into dead ashes.

"No, Qiao Xuan won't die. Lin Xuan'er muttered, as if trying to convince herself.

"No, no. Lin Xuan'er shook her head, and the scenes since she met Qiao Xuan came to mind, from the beginning, she was stunned by his indiscriminate means, and almost tarnished her innocence, but she hated him to death at that time. I think this hooligan is really the most damned person in the world, and I don't want to break him into thousands of pieces.

Later, when I talked at the bottom of the waterfall, I felt that although this rascal was a little bad on the surface, he couldn't hate it, and he also fell with it? But he was really happy with him. He laughs when he likes it, likes his evil, likes his hooligan, and likes the faint smell of men on him.

The figure of eating meat in a big bowl with a free and easy monk, drinking wine in a big bowl, and singing happily together is deeply engraved in his heart. These scenes alternately appeared in front of Lin Xuan'er's eyes. It made her collapse in an instant.

Lin Xuan'er muttered to herself in despair, and if you listened carefully, you would hear her constantly shouting Qiao Xuan's name.

Since you can't live in vain, let's go to Huangquan and snuggle up to each other, Lin Xuan'er just flashed this thought in his mind, and he immediately put it into action. She took two steps forward, and as soon as she jumped into the rolling lava. She closed her eyes and opened her arms. Without hesitation, she jumped down without hesitation, the smile on the corner of her mouth was so sweet, it seemed that she threw herself into the ground not with deadly lava, but with Qiao Xuan's warm embrace.

Qiao Xuan desperately sucked the liquid gushing out of the flesh membrane of the fire qilin, only in this way could he alleviate the pain of his ** and his soul. But the fire qilin suddenly plunged headlong into the lava with a temperature of thousands of degrees, and in less than a second, he would melt to the ground without the protection of aura and magic weapons.

But just as Qiao Xuan was about to be stained with lava, the black bead on his arm suddenly shot out, emitting powerful black smoke. Qiao Xuan's body was suddenly covered with a layer of black gas, forcing out the fire lines wrapped around him, and the boiling magma and the transparent flames from the fire qilin couldn't hurt him for half a point.

The pain suddenly lessened, Qiao Xuan subconsciously let go of his mouth, and the flesh membrane of the sharp horns of the fire qilin healed quickly, leaving no trace.

Faintly, a dark shadow seemed to appear on Qiao Xuan's face, and a pair of black eyes were looking at him strangely, while the rest of his body was as illusory as if he couldn't see clearly.

"Who are you?" Qiao Xuan asked weakly, his consciousness was a little hazy, and his spiritual power was exhausted at this time. He sensed a sense of déjà vu between the dark eyes.

"You don't need to know. The ethereal voice of the black shadow came from all directions, and it was impossible to distinguish between men, women, and children.

"You saved me?" Qiao Xuan asked.

"Do you need to ask? You idiot. I didn't save you once or twice. The dark shadow was mocking, and its dark eyes glowed like ripples.

Qiao Xuan frowned, didn't it once or twice? So he saved me before, and it was he who was able to escape death under the purple strain that time, since that day, Qiao Xuan found that the black beads he had scavenged from the ghost Dao people were gone, and his left arm had an extra black spot. Qiao Xuan has probed many times but always to no avail, thinking that this guy can't be that bead.

Now is not the time to think about this, Qiao Xuan's spirit is extremely tired, and then he calms down, forcibly suppresses his curiosity, and closes his eyes and is silent. When Qiao Xuan's consciousness was about to fall into darkness again, a strange force woke him up again, and when he opened his eyes, he found that it was still that hazy black shadow. "Don't you wonder who I am, why did I appear in your sea of consciousness?" asked the Dark Shadow.

Qiao Xuan was stunned, it turned out that he was now in his own sea of consciousness, no wonder it felt so strange.

"If you want to say it, you will naturally say it, and what difference does it make if you ask or not. "Qiao Xuan didn't have a good airway.

The black shadow didn't speak for a while, and then he laughed twice and said, "Interesting, yes, even if you ask me, I won't tell you." ”

"I don't care who you are, but it's a bit hateful that you ran into my body without my consent, can you please go out immediately? Qiao Xuan was a little angry when he thought that he didn't have the slightest ** in front of this black shadow, so did he also know his deepest secret?

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