Long Shao lay on the icy lake for a while, feeling a little bored.

I unconsciously thought of He Naizi's beautiful face, as well as the sentence that I also had a good impression of myself, lingering.

Could it be that this foreign girl really takes a fancy to herself?

What did she like about herself?

Is it his false identity, or is it that passionate confession?

The icy surface of the lake calmed down Long Shao.

suddenly remembered that He Naizi ran away at full speed without hesitation, and he didn't have the decision to fight the enemy with him, so he should also be an actor.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, and they are all like-minded people.

From this point of view, it's really a bit of fate.

I don't know what kind of punishment she will receive after being caught, will she be rewarded as a wife because of her heroic cooperation?

Thinking of this, Long Shao laughed unconsciously and looked at the battlefield.

After He Naizi was trapped by the magic circle, what she faced was all kinds of swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks transformed by divine power, endlessly in all directions.

If you want to rely entirely on your skills to dodge, you can't do it at all, it's not that He Naizi's skills are not good enough, mainly because she hasn't sobered up yet, and her reaction is relatively slow.

If you really can't dodge, you can only rely on the defense on your body, and the seemingly ordinary short skirt has amazing defense, which should also be a talisman of Shintoism.

No matter how small a place it is, He Naiko is also the head of Shinto, and it is not realistic to have a few magic weapons on his body.

Today's trap was arranged by Yu Sanjo, but the manipulators were Huang Ping and Guan Huilan, after all, Yu Sanjo's barbaric big man circle kicking the formation against He Naizi is a bit of a child's play.

Huang Ping wanted to end the battle quickly, so he relied on his divine power to urge the magic circle.

However, after the trap was launched, this He Naizi was really not given in vain, and it was really not enough to rely on the divine power to transform the attack.

"Huilan, you return to your place and enter the venue."

"Earth comet returns, please Dharma body."

Guan Huilan didn't hesitate at all, she responded to the request to go down to the gods, five or six meters tall, and the heavenly gods with two sledgehammers in both hands took shape instantly, and came to He Naizi's side in one step, and smashed it with a lift.

The weapon of this law phase and the weapon of divine power transformation are completely different things, He Naizi couldn't dodge and wanted to resist, but he was stuffed by Guan Huilan's hammer and fell to the ground.

After winning the hammer, Guan Huilan was a little disappointed.

If you are so unscrupulous, when will the idea of wanting to be injured at work come true?

Would you like to put some water on your own?

hesitated a little, giving He Naizi a gap to fight back.

I saw that He Naizi didn't know where to take out a black leather tambourine and beat it continuously according to the unique rhythm.

The black leather drum is not very big, and it is tied with colorful ribbons, and with He Naizi's percussion, a black figure continues to take shape, turning into a strong man who is also five or six meters tall, wearing a demon mask, wielding a rough stick and fighting with Guan Huilan's law.

The two tall figures, one white and one black, were fighting on par, and you were very anxious to come and go, which made Huang Ping a little surprised.

Why can this Shinto sect master summon such a powerful soul?

Looking at this technique, it is a bit like a shamanic invitation to God?

And it is also the ancestral god of please.

Could it be that the predecessor of Shintoism was a shamanism in exile?

"Are you a shaman?"

He Naizi, who kept beating the drum, didn't pay attention to Huang Ping.

It's all like this, what's the use of saying anything?

Besides, if it's shamanism or not, you don't need to tell outsiders.

After the initial panic, He Naizi also stabilized his mind at this time, and it seemed that the elite troops besieging him were not elite.

If it's just the level in front of you, you're still not cowardly, and besides, there's still the eight differences in the shadows.

He Naizi, who had recovered the rhythm of the battle, began to swing the black leather drum continuously while beating the drum, and the inner layer of the original drum also had a circle of copper coins, which made a metal impact sound with the swing.

A black giant wolf also continued to take shape, and finally turned into a figure five or six meters tall and pounced on Guan Huilan's law phase.

One-on-one, Guan Huilan doesn't lose, one-on-two, it's a bit of a struggle.

"Captain, if you can't stand it, you should also go down."

Huang Ping actually didn't need Guan Huilan to ask for help, and was already ready to end.

I knew that today must be a fierce battle, but I didn't expect it to be so fierce at the beginning.

"The horizon star is in position, please phase the law."

After Huang Ping's Heavenly God Law Minister entered with a double whip, the situation was very different.

After all, Huang Ping's strength is a little bit stronger than Guan Huilan, and the black giant wolf is a little weaker than the strong man.

Under the elimination of each other's strengths, Huang Ping quickly broke up the black giant wolf, and the two against one finished abusing the strong man in the mask.

He Naizi looked at it, this is not good, everything he can summon has been summoned, obviously not working.

I kept asking Yagi for help, but Yaki didn't hear from him, as if he was in some kind of unknowable state, and there was no way to provide any help.

When He Naizi was anxious, the strong man in the mask was knocked down by Guan Huilan with a hammer, and Huang Pingfa raised the whip and whipped He Naizi.

The two or three meters of divine power steel whip has too wide a striking surface, and He Naizi can't dodge and is whipped up by a whip, spitting blood in his mouth, and his eyes are about to finish.

After flying up, He Naizi saw Long Shao lying on the ground in the distance.

Why, he wasn't attacked?

Didn't he help me hold the enemy back?

Could it be that he has been wiped out?

"Long Sang, save me..."

There are dates and no dates, let's hit a rod, He Naizi asked for help tentatively.

Long Shao was originally quite comfortable eating melons in the audience, but Leng Ding was called by He Naizi, panicked, stood up and ran.

Helpless, the ice surface is very slippery, and the ice surface with snow is even more slippery, Long Shaogang got up together, it was a dog gnawing, his nose was knocked out and bleeding, and he was bleeding all over the ground.

He Naizi was very puzzled when he saw Long Shao's movements, what kind of trick is this?

Even after landing, spitting blood in his mouth, he is still figuring out, what kind of trouble is Long Shao, a young talent, posing in such a funny pose?

Before I could figure it out, I saw a change in the blood-stained ice surface.

Golden ancient runes continued to emerge, enveloping the ice surface of the entire Taiqing Gully, as if chanting from ancient times also lingered on the ice.

He Nazi stared at the blood on the ground and was overjoyed.

This is the call of the ancients, this is the awakening of the bloodline, this is the blessing of the ancestors.

Huang Ping and his gang were also stunned, the energy that was obviously different from the divine power washed away the trap they had set up in an instant.

The strong man in the mask who was originally knocked down suddenly rose dozens of meters taller, easily shattering Huang Ping and their Fa Xiang, and even sending Huang Ping and his gang flying.

Flying in the air, Huang Ping's last impression was that it was over, this time it was completely over, and then he fainted.

Guan Huilan and Yu Sanjo are different, they fainted with a smile, and their work injuries and early retirement seem to be promising.