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Chapter 78 What's in the West

"Sling, don't look back, keep walking. The two giant trees in front are the residences of gods..."

Si Ling got up from the ground and ran towards the direction of Fang Muzhi's voice. The details she saw just now were consistent with the current situation. There were a lot of scattered points and no one picked them up, which showed that something happened during the game.

There was an emergency, and a large number of spirits were killed here not long ago.

Although there were blood stains on the blades of grass, the amount was not enough to cause death. This further showed that the situation was under control. The only variable she knew was the fake Zhang Qi who had been with her all this time.

Si Ling was already running forward with all her strength, but Zhang Qi's voice seemed to be on her back, "You have to stay and be buried!" The voice was gloomy, as if some sound effect had been used.

, layered and extremely penetrating. Like a ghost's complaint, it circled around her ears twice before reluctantly drifting away.

After hearing this, Si Ling's scalp went numb for a while, and her legs became weak unconsciously. She was aware of her physical strength. At this moment, she even thought about lying down and dying, but she didn't feel that Zhang Qi was closer, and he still clung to her.

He was ordinary and sneered: "If one more person dies, I will earn one more!"

wrong!

If the fake Zhang Qi had wanted to kill him, he would have done it long ago. These two threats were not meant for her. She was the bait in the hands of the fake Zhang Qi! The fish he caught was Fang Muzhi.

"Don't come here! He's not Zhang Qi! I don't know what he drew on my neck -" Before she could finish her words, she fell into a solid arm. Then she felt dizzy.

Si Ling felt as if someone had thrown a weight into her mind, and her movements disturbed her mind. Fang Muzhi stood in front of her, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth. It was rare to see him write down his emotions.

On his face, his mouth opened and closed, and he didn't know what he said. He stepped back from Siling's shoulders, as if to let her go first.

Fang Muzhi was standing in front of her, so he must have been injured more seriously. Zhang Qi was really a ruthless character. She thought like this and swallowed the sweetness in her mouth. Can she just leave now? If Fang Muzhi

Not blocking that blow for her might be better than pretending to be Zhang Qi. But right now...

"I found a bronze mirror with Seven Kills painted on it and put it on him. But it didn't seem to work..." Si Ling's ears were buzzing and she didn't know if she made any sound. She stared at Fang Muzhi's face.

I looked at him with his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, thinking deeply, and then he felt relieved.

Fang Muzhi seemed to realize that her ears were not working very well, so he pointed in the direction of the two giant trees in front and pushed her. Seeing Si Ling pretending to be dumbfounded, he looked helpless and had no choice but to pull her towards the direction of the giant trees.

run.

The mark on the back of Si Ling's neck was burning with pain. He gritted his teeth and did not reach out to touch it. Fang Muzhi bit his finger and drew talismans in different directions while saying something. Si Ling stared at his mouth for a while.

I still couldn't figure out what he was expressing, but I found that Fang Muzhi was using these talismans to complete the seven-kill formation.

She imitated Fang Muzhi's technique and bit her fingertips. She raised her hand to draw the talisman on the nail position. She was afraid that her guess was wrong. She looked at Fang Muzhi questioningly and hesitated without making the last stroke. In this way,
Chapter completed!
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