Si Mo didn't expect that this little sniper had always shown that he was very disgusted with himself, and he would sacrifice his life to save himself at this time, but before she could react, the original Hejiao behind her had already stepped in front of the sniper, and at the moment when Si Mo's heart sank, he was the first to accept this heavenly thunder under the spirit of this realm.

Si Mo watched as the broken body of the soul of Hejiao was struck by lightning, but she was motionless under the power of the thunder at this time, watching Heyao's soul body being knocked out of He Mei's body that had become ashes, and lying on the ground with her breath on her stomach, before her eyes were red, a scream came from the little sniper's body.

But it was the zombie king in the sniper's body, and in the face of Zhenggang's thunder, he suffered a catastrophe in an instant. In the screams before he died, the little sniper turned his head with all his might, and the love revealed in a pair of mouse eyes made Si Mo tremble, and only one name flashed in her mind: "Sister Zitong......"

He Ming, or He Zitong, miraculously understood the shock in Si Mo's eyes at this moment, a trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes, and she shouted softly in her heart: "Brother Mo......" and closed her eyes.

He Ming's body was also destroyed by the heavenly thunder, and its body, the sniper origin of the demon world, had also been split out by the realm spirit at this time.

Then it was Si Mo's turn, she closed her eyes and concentrated all her soul power on the surface of Yan Zimo's body, the numb pain was like tens of thousands of ants biting in her body, but what came to her mind was only the two demons Hejiao and Snipe, and finally looked at her eyes......

The inky fox fur on her body was completely uplifted, like a big hedgehog in the golden thunder, every inch of the demon soul was swallowed by the thunder, and the whole demon felt crispy and numb, she wanted to faint, but it was difficult to faint. At this moment, she could even see Si Le talking anxiously not far away.

Just when she felt that she was about to run out of oil, a vitality suddenly entered her body from the surface of her body, and she adjusted the demon soul to "look", and saw that the green abacus in Si Lu's hand was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Si Le also rushed to Si Lu's back at this time, and the jade flute in her hand played the tune again, but this tune was not "heard" by Si Mo, but through the wisps of white light seen by the demon soul shooting towards him.

Si Lu's green light and Si Le's white light shot on the inky fox's body at the same time, mixing with the remaining inky vitality in her demon consciousness, and finally condensed into a green, white and black string, which wandered in Yan Zimo's fox body, leaving a cool feeling wherever it passed.

Maybe it was a brief refreshment that finally relaxed her tense nerves, and then she only felt a light in her brain, and finally fainted.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already lying in Qingqiu's home, surrounded by the sniper and the ...... who were wrapped in mummies. A gloating little long's heart. Seeing that Sniper and Heyao could lie beside him, and he could still feel the vitality of the two, Si Mo was also relieved in his heart.

Before she could say anything, she heard a cold snort:

"Hmph, you deserve it! Do it yourself! It's also tired of others! I'll say you're a scourge! Hum! ”

At that time, Longxin was sitting on a small pestle by the window, pulling out the fruit from a small bag sewn with green and purple leaves, and talking while nibbling. Although the words are mean, the tone is uplifting and happy.

Si Mo glared at her, and then fell into a deep sleep again, and this sleep, and when he woke up again, he saw the healed Hejiao - it turned out that she had been sleeping for a full five thousand years.