The ice pick swayed uneasily in the infuriating energy, and in an instant, the ice pick hit and stabbed the two of them.
Mo Wei's heart trembled, and she closed her eyes resignedly.
There is always an incomparable tranquility before a storm. A strong air pressure comes from behind. With a ringing in the ears and the sound of ice breaking and falling to the ground, Mo Wei opens her eyes in shock.
A powerful barrier surrounded the two of them, but Chu Jiaoxing and Beigong Qianqiu were ejected and took a few steps back.
Mo Wei looked back and saw the ghostly man in red standing behind her, saying: "Master, my disciple is incompetent..."
Mo Wuyou slightly narrowed his phoenix eyes, looked at Chu Jiaoxing contemptuously, and said: "You trash, get out of here, I will deal with them."
Mo Wei could only feel a burst of anger in her heart. Without waiting for a response, Wen Ruyu cupped her fists and accepted the order: "Yes."
After saying that, he helped Mo Wei leave.
Under the shade of the tree, the two of them sat cross-legged, Wen Ruyu injecting Qi into Mo Wei to heal her injuries.
Mo Wei frowned and said, "I don't want to run away."
Wen Ruyu calmed down and said, "Weiwei, you almost died."
Mo Wei pursed her lips and said, "I would rather die."
Wen Ruyu's eyes were full of helplessness. He sighed softly and said: "When the four of us were fighting just now, there were barriers everywhere. Do you have the ability to break the barriers and break in like your senior brother? Or do you not believe that senior brother can solve it?
They?"
"I..." Mo Wei choked, and then said, "It's just that the strength of these two people is extraordinary. I have never encountered such a terrifying enemy..."
"So only senior brother can deal with them." Wen Ruyu interrupted, "Okay, let's heal in peace."
Mo Wei's eyebrows were filled with worry, and she just sighed helplessly.
The carriage was galloping and had entered the territory of Beiming. Beiming was in unprecedented chaos, and the overwhelming evil birds were sweeping across the sky, making people breathless.
In the car, Chu Jiaoli coughed lightly, her face a little pale.
Nisigong Jinghong poured a cup of hot water for her and said: "If you have a fever, take a good rest. You are so nervous every day and make yourself so haggard. When you get off the carriage, I will send someone to buy you medicine." p>
Chu Jiaoli frowned, her eyes were red and bloodshot. She hadn't slept for two days. How could she sleep in this situation?
"Too slow..." Chu Jiaoli murmured in a low voice.
Nisigong Jinghong's face was full of helplessness, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Sister-in-law, you have to know that we are driving at speed now. The carriage is going at this speed. Do you still want to go so fast that it can fly into the sky?" He sighed softly.
, said, "Let me tell you, whether you are awake or not, the carriage is running very fast. If you have a fever, just go to sleep quickly. Don't force me to stun you with medicine."
Chu Jiaoli clenched her fists tightly, suddenly reached out and picked up the dagger he put on the table, opened the curtain, threw the dagger out without waiting for anyone to react, cut the rope around the horse, jumped on the horse's back, and
Gallop away.
"Hey! You're still sick! You don't want to die!" Nishimiya Jinghong exclaimed, his movements were completed in one go, and in the blink of an eye, the horse was no longer around.
He couldn't worry about her, so he had to ride another horse to follow her.
Seeing her figure in front of him, he galloped alongside her and couldn't help but cursed: "Stubborn woman!"
The wind around her was whistling, and she couldn't care about anything else. She just wanted to go faster, and faster...
In the evening, the gloomy sky becomes darker, until there is no trace of light, and night is slowly approaching.
Under Yueliang Peak, the galloping horse was pulled tightly on its reins and neighed.
Chu Jiaoli's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her fever seemed to have subsided a little. She didn't care about anything else and just climbed to the top of the mountain with all her strength.
There were fallen corpses all along the road, and there were also followers of the Yousheng Sect who wanted to capture Chu Jiaoli, but iron weapons sprang out from time to time around her to knock the attackers to the ground. It was Xi Gong Jinghong who used the gold-controlling magic to knock down the attackers.
I'm protecting her.
After successfully reaching the top, she heard screams all around her. With a voice hoarse from crying, Mo Wei helplessly shouted "Master."
As she looked further away, she suddenly narrowed her pupils at the three people on the platform.
The clothes of the three of them were beaten to tatters, and their faces and bodies were bruised. In the current situation, the three of them were in a state of exhaustion, and Mo Wuyou seemed to be at a disadvantage.
The two of them worked together to summon countless tiny ice needles to pierce Mo Wuyou's body. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground on one knee.
Seeing the right opportunity, Chu Jiaoxing transformed an ice sword from the air and tried to pierce his heart.
"No..." Chu Jiaoli collapsed on the ground. She wanted to step forward to stop her, but she could not hurt Chu Jiaoxing, and a line of tears suddenly flowed from the corner of her eyes.
Chu Jiaoxing's sword edge was getting closer to him. Looking at his face, Chu Jiaoli's words suddenly appeared in her mind: "Kill Mo Wuyou, you will regret it."
Suddenly, a deep sadness surged in her heart. She heard Mo Wei's cry in the distance. Why did she feel so much about this situation?
She suddenly recalled in her mind that when she was still a young child, her mother hid in the corner of the room and cried secretly. She looked at her mother, who was good at painting, painting an ancient man on the canvas, with a dot of cinnabar between his eyebrows, so eye-catching.<
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Her heart contracted hard, and at the critical moment, she suddenly stopped her strength and threw the ice sword away, turning it into a puddle of water and scattering it on the ground.
"Myolie! What are you doing!" Beigong Qianqiu shouted sharply.
This was the best time to kill Mo Wuyou, but at the critical moment, she actually stopped!
Chu Jiaoxing's expression froze, and ice needles condensed from the air again. She formed seals with her hands, and the ice needles stabbed hard from several blood channels, penetrated the skin and bones, and fell to the ground with bright red blood.
"Ah!" Mo Wuyou let out a ferocious roar and was about to stand up to resist, but Beigong Qianqiu immediately restrained him from behind.
Mo Wuyou glared at Chu Jiaoxing fiercely and said, "You little bitch, how dare you destroy my internal strength!"
Hearing Mo Wuyou's voice, Chu Jiaoli slowly opened her mouth, her eyes were horrified, a terrifying bloody storm surged in the clouds, and a strong and powerful true energy, dark red, spread around Mo Wuyou.
The mist is like a hellish ghost.
The stone bricks in the ground were shattered, and the internal strength in Mo Wuyou's body was gradually dissipating. His physical strength was getting weaker and weaker, and he could no longer struggle.
Looking at Chu Jiaoxing and Beigong Qianqiu again, they were bleeding from all their orifices, and their faces were terrifyingly hideous.
A strong air pressure burst out, the barrier shattered, and the surrounding vegetation broke apart.
Xi Gong Jinghong alertly pulled Chu Jiaoli, who was stunned on the spot, into his arms, using his hands to resist the incoming infuriating energy.
When Chu Jiaoli came to his senses, his sleeves were already torn, and he was finally thrown out by the violent earthquake. He lay on the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.
She was suddenly startled and asked, "Are you okay?"
Xi Gong Jinghong gritted his teeth and pushed himself up, then he staggered and ran towards Chu Jiaoxing...
