Mu An did not speak, but Wei Zi could clearly feel the sadness that suddenly emerged from his body.
Wei Zi was so sad that she could not speak.
Ah Zhi, that child...
"Priest Tianyu, this is the rabbit caught by Azhi himself!"
"Priest Tianyu, this is the fruit picked by A Zhi. It's delicious!"
"Priest Tianyu, these are the flowers A Zhi collected. You can give them to the girl you like."
...
The rabbit pretended to be dead, but as soon as Azhi let go, it ran away.
It was said that the fruit was very delicious. Tianyu ate one. It was so sour that he almost doubted his life, but he still touched the child's head against his will and confirmed: "Yes, it's delicious. Thank you, A-Zhi."
As for Huahua, Azhi's eyes haven't grown yet and he can't see the color of the flowers. He picked white chrysanthemums. Tianyu thought that if he gave these vertical white chrysanthemums to the girl, the girl would suspect that his brain was caught in the door.
Long Aotian couldn't understand what Wei Zi was saying to Mu An. When he saw Wei Zi tugging on her sleeve and not saying anything, he had to ask: "To kill, or not to kill?"
Wei Zi's hands trembled as he held back his heartache and said: "Kill."
Ah Zhi is already dead. She, Long Aotian and the others have worked hard to get to this point and cannot fall short.
The Dragon Sect Master nodded, and then activated his inner strength to turn the mummy away.
Who knows how many times he tried, but the mummy showed no change at all.
The leader of the Dragon Clan was wondering, was it because he was beaten so hard that he lost his kung fu?
"Ah San, come here."
Neither can Asan.
"What's going on?" Master Longmen asked Wei Zi, but he glanced at the entrance of Jiuhua Palace.
There is such a big battle here, the imperial army has already arrived, time is tight, we must act quickly.
Wei Zi was also thinking about what to do.
If it were an ordinary mummy, with the internal strength of Long Aotian and Ah San, it would definitely be able to turn it away.
But Azhi was swallowed by the energy of chaos on the Xuanyuan Sword. There is a high probability that his body contains the energy of chaos and the remaining divine power of the Xuanyuan Sword, so ordinary internal forces are probably powerless.
Originally, they could have tried using black powder, but now the three of them have all used up the black powder.
How to do it?
Although it was just a flash of lightning, Wei Zi's mind had already gone through a lot.
"Are you going to destroy what's inside A Zhi's body?" A low and rough voice sounded, and at some point, Mu An was standing in front of Wei Zi with a bloody knife.
Wei Zi looked at him and nodded with difficulty.
There was no word in the darkness.
Long Aotian only felt a fierce wind sweep in front of him, and then the mummy in his hand was already in Mu An's hands.
"Hey, what are you doing..."
His voice stopped suddenly.
The mummy was reduced to ashes in Mu An's hands, and the scattered ashes instantly merged with the rain.
Wei Zi's nose felt sour and tears welled up like a spring.
The leader of the Dragon Sect was dumbfounded. What kind of strength is this black-armored guard? Also, why does the black-armored guard look so sad? Is it his illusion?
Before Long Aotian could recover from these thoughts, he felt as if his right arm was being burned by fire, and the pain made him grit his teeth.
At the same time, opposite them, Princess Liwan, who had lost her arm and was yelling, suddenly became quiet.
After about a minute of silence, she let out a shrill scream.
