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The first thousand four hundred and eighty chapters let you once

The moment I saw Han Baohong, the other party also raised his eyes and looked at my face: "Are you Qu Mo's apprentice?"

"For Qu Mo's sake, I will let you go once, let you go once, and tolerate you once."

"Let's do it!"

"Look at the knife!" I slashed Zhu Zining's body with the knife without any hesitation.

Zhu Zining not only did not dodge, but also smiled: "That's right! At a young age, he has the cultivation level of the first level of Tiangang."

As soon as Zhu Zining finished speaking, Midnight in my hand had already struck the opponent's head. Zhu Zining lightly raised one hand and held it towards my blade.

An instant later, there was a loud bang between the scimitar and the palm.

Zhu Zining's palm actually grasped my scimitar after only a slight pause. The violent and thunderous sword energy overflowed from Zhu Zining's fingers, but it only broke a few strands of hair on the other person's forehead, and even the other person's hair was broken.

The skin wasn't even scratched.

When Zhu Zining looked towards my face with a half-smile, the day scimitar in my right hand had already stabbed the opponent's pubic area silently.

The moment the chilling tip of the knife was about to touch the opponent's skirt, Zhu Zining's left hand grasped the tip of Bai Zhou's knife again: "My weak point is in the Dantian. Did the Empress Youxin tell you?"

I was slightly startled when I saw a cold light flash in Zhu Zining's eyes.

not good!

Zhu Zining’s target is not me, but Hou Qing Youxin!

As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, blood suddenly appeared on the blade of the knife.

The five fingers of Zhu Zining's left hand were all broken off by the burst of blood in the daytime, and the scimitar also penetrated Zhu Zining's Dantian.

The energy in my palm also penetrated the blade at this moment.

Instead of panicking, Zhu Zining looked directly into my eyes and smiled and said, "I said I will come find you in five years."

"You..." I only said the word "you", and I was blown away by an invisible force.

After I fell to the ground, I still couldn't control my body shape. I slid close to the ground and slid out for a few meters before barely stopping.

My first reaction was to instinctively want to get up. I didn't think about it. I just raised my head for a moment as if I was drunk. Everything was spinning everywhere I looked.

Butcher Wang who rushed out of the tomb grabbed my arm, put me on his shoulders and ran towards the tomb quickly.

Zhu Zining said behind me: "This time, I will let you do it once."

"You have to remember!"

At this moment, how could Butcher Wang bother to listen to what Zhu Zining was saying?

He carried me and jumped into the tomb: "Yun Shang, close the door!"

Yun Shang bit her fingertips and swiped it along the bone flute. The blood instantly dyed half of the bone flute red, and the sound of the flute brought a burst of bloodthirsty madness. Only half of the female corpses were left in the tomb, and they swarmed madly.

The gap firmly blocked the oncoming drought demon!

Butcher Wang carried me on his back and rushed to the other side of the tomb, where someone opened a hole the size of a room door. From there, Butcher Wang led me into a dark corridor.

Butcher Wang ran forward and shouted: "Badger, blow up the tunnel!"

At that time, I just felt a splitting headache, as if I had lost the ability to think, and let Butcher Wang take me all the way to escape. It wasn't until I remembered the explosion behind me that I passed out.

I don't know how long it took before I woke up.

I subconsciously touched the top of my head and felt a few silver needles stuck into my scalp: "What's going on?"

Zang Tianji said: "When you passed out, I noticed that your breath was unstable, so I used a silver needle to protect your consciousness."

I probably understand!

Zhu Zining's eyes finally burst into two gleams of cold light. The target was not me, but Hou Qing Youxin who was hidden in my sea of ​​consciousness.

Hou Qing Youxin was severely injured. If he wanted to restore his consciousness, he had to choose to devour the souls of others.

He is closest to my soul, so he will naturally target me.

You Xin, the Queen, obviously didn't attack me, otherwise Zang Tianji wouldn't have had time to take the needle on me.

I reached out and pulled out the silver needle on my head: "It's okay now."

"Thank you for your trust in me!" Hou Qing Youxin's voice rang near me, and when I turned around, he was already standing far away.

At this time, Hou Qing Youxin, although he looked extremely weak, did not lose the calmness that a king should have: "It made Hall Master Li laugh."

"It's not suitable for me to return to your sea of ​​consciousness now. If you have magic weapons to protect your soul, please lend me a place first!"

Just as I was about to speak, I was glared at by Butcher Wang. Wang Xiaohuan quickly said: "If you don't mind, I have a human skin lamp here. You can come in and hide for a while!"

"Thank you!" Hou Qing hid the letter in the human skin lamp, and the white lamp also gave off a strange light.

I looked at Butcher Wang with a strange expression, and she glared at me again.

Butcher Wang, what are Wang Xiaohuan doing?

The two of them were not only on guard against Hou Qing, but the human skin lamp was clearly a magic weapon that used ghosts and gods as fuel.

After Hou Qing Youxin got in, as long as Wang Xiaohuan was happy, he could be used as a wick to light up at any time?
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