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Behind Luo Bingqian, a young disciple was puzzled in surprise: "What did you say, junior uncle?" ”

But Luo Bingqian ignored him, she heard the barking of dogs, and a group of people were chasing from a distance, and then she said, "I want to save him!" ”

Then she ignored the people behind her and jumped directly from the window by herself. Falling from the sky and falling in front of Mo Zhiyu, she glanced at the man with a light smile, then turned around, raised her hands, and held a turquoise three-edged short thorn in her left and right hands.

In Mo Zhiyu's mind, the remnant soul immediately analyzed: "Qingxing Thorn, a spirit soldier in the wood attribute, has an excellent yuan force bonus for wood-based Yuan Force monks, which can greatly improve the agility of the user. ”

Medium-grade spirit soldiers? Mo Zhiyu's gaze immediately locked on this pair of turquoise thorns, in this world, a middle-grade spirit soldier can be used as a decent treasure of a small sect, and it really deserves to be the third generation of immortals.

On the other side, the people of the Sadumen have already chased after them, of course they don't care about one more person, they just kill it, and the light on the blades is lit up, and they have gathered Yuan Li and are ready to attack with all their might.

Luo Bingqian's small body was in front of Mo Zhiyu like this, she watched this group of people approaching indifferently, and suddenly threw out a yellow talisman in the air, and then waved the double thorns, and drew along the lines behind the rune paper, and the turquoise highlights on the tips of the thorns left a green afterimage in the air.

The men of Saduk Gate were less than fifty steps away from them!

Luo Bingqian finally finished drawing the runes, and the moment she stopped writing, her arms shook, and a pair of double thorns stabbed into the rune paper in the air. With a bang, the air around the rune paper seemed to shake, even the rain was bent, and the rune paper shattered instantly, but the runes on the rune paper suddenly enlarged and shot out, turning into three green birds and flying out.

Chaos in the sky: Three black cracked skies!

"Huh!" The three blue birds that flew out instantly turned into three rays of blue light, and rushed straight between the people of Nasadomun, drawing three long ravines on the ground!

Time seemed to stop in an instant, and even the rain curtain seemed to be torn, and when the rain began to be coherent again, the group of Sadumen people all fell into the rain, and the smell of blood instantly spread.

Is the power of Fu Xiu...... Mo Zhiyu silently wiped the rain on his face, the release of Yuan Li is a characteristic of the late stage of the Lun Spirit Realm, and with rune paper as the medium, this power will be multiplied.

Luo Bingqian skillfully turned the Qingxing thorn with both hands, turned around dexterously, and looked up at Mo Zhiyu in this rain, she already had a perfect set of Yuanli armor, this rain did not wet her, but formed a natural circle of light, surrounding the smart elves. She smiled and asked, "Who are you?" ”

As soon as Mo Zhiyu was about to speak, he heard a few "little uncles", and then the four young people jumped down from the window one after another, and they glanced at the people on the ground, and immediately someone held up an umbrella to cover Luo Bingqian from the rain. But when they looked at Mo Zhiyu, their eyes were full of hostility.

Mo Zhiyu replied with a smile: "Uncle Xiao, hello." My name is Mo Zhiyu, and I am the person who participated in the trial of life and death this time. I was fortunate to meet Uncle Xiao when I was in the mountain gate before. He raised his hand and slapped Hu Hansan, who was still in a daze, and woke up the fat man, "This is the partner I met on the road, Hu Hansan." ”

"I ...... My name is Hu Hansan. Hu Hansan, who came to his senses, smiled, "I've seen Uncle Xiaoshi...... Ay? Uncle Junior? ”

"What's there to be surprised about? Roe deer. The young man who held the umbrella for Luo Bingqian said proudly, "In our Tianjian Mountain, people who don't have a teacher are all the nominal disciples of the mountain chief. Although Uncle Xiao is the granddaughter of Elder Luo, he is also a close disciple of Elder Luo, so of course he can afford the word 'Uncle Xiao'. ”

"Granddaughter? Apprentice? How can this relationship sound a little messy. Hu Hansan touched his head and brushed the water from his hair.

Immediately, another disciple next to him asked, "I heard that there are three people in this life and death trial, why are you alone and the other two now?" ”

Mo Zhiyu replied simply, "Dead." ”

All the disciples were taken aback, and then immediately some disciples continued to ask, "Since you are a disciple of Heavenly Sword Mountain, how can you be hunted down and killed by the Sadu Sect?" ”

Mo Zhiyu shrugged: "Because I know something I shouldn't know." ”

The disciples did not give up: "There is no evidence, why should I believe you?!" ”

"Okay, are you bothered?" Luo Bingqian, who had been silent, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and puffed out her cheeks angrily, "Everyone is from Tianjian Mountain, and they should help each other when they go out, why is there so much nonsense?" She pointed to the person on the side, "You, don't you give someone an umbrella, just let the same door get drenched?" ”

"Yes, Uncle Junior." The man reluctantly complied and gave up his umbrella to Mo Zhiyu.

"Thank you, Uncle Xiao, thank you, Senior Brother." Mo Zhiyu took the umbrella very politely and stood with Hu Hansan, and then found that this umbrella was just enough to cover Hu Hansan and one person, and when the two of them were standing, half of Hu Hansan was exposed, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

This small detail is naturally not something that Luo Bingqian pays attention to, she only said: "You say, what do you know?" ”

"That's a long way to say." Mo Zhiyu glanced at the disciple who was about to speak, and immediately said, "And you can't make a long story short." When the disciple came to his mouth, he held back his words, and let out a "hiccup", which provoked Luo Bingqian's disgusted gaze.

Mo Zhiyu chuckled lightly and continued: "Uncle Junior, now that our identities have been exposed, I suggest hiding first, or breaking into the city and going out. This group on earth is only the vanguard, and those who come behind may arrive at any time. ”

As if to confirm this sentence, a strong pressure suddenly rushed to the sky, instantly crushing several umbrellas to pieces, and even Mo Zhiyu and the others couldn't stand upright.

"Ink Delirium!" The sound was like thunder, reverberating over the rainy night.

At the top of the inn stood a tall man, dressed in the traditional braids of the Western Continent herdsmen, and wearing the yellow and red robes of the stand-up collar that were typical of the Saduk Gate, and the heavy rain evaporated into a thick mist around him, making him feel as if the gods had descended.

"Sadumen, Haza, Phantom Realm level elder......" Mo Zhi muttered as he had obtained some information before he was delusional.

"Phantom Realm?" When Luo Bingqian heard the news, she looked at Mo Zhiyu in surprise, and then looked back at the man.

And Mo Zhiyu's gaze fell on Haza's hand. Haza's left hand was spread out, and a quadrangular diamond-shaped crystal was suspended above it, and a wisp of blue-blue flame floated within it. This should be the soul stone with the breath of Yuan Li, and it is really a tricky thing.

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