The black-bellied master and apprentice: Master, the apprentice is here to grab the relative

Chapter 155
更新时间2013-11-1622:00:00。0
Yes, red clothes, jet-black blue silk, but that red is different from the fiery red domineering rose red, and that black is pure black that is a thousand times brighter and brighter than silk.

The face is melon-shaped, with a serious expression and high brows, the small cherry mouth is tightly pursed, and the eyes are like a captured deer, shining with hatred and anger.

Wu Zinuo!
Seeing the person coming, the demon immediately retreated more than two feet:

This accident was truly an accident among accidents.

Seeing an emerald green bamboo flute hitting his heart, he didn't care to think about why Wu Zinuo appeared here and where Yanying went. A gas mask condensed with internal energy was issued, and the gas mask rushed straight towards the red figure.

Helplessly, Wu Zinuo did not love to fight, watching the demon retreat defensively, she turned around on tiptoe and floated backward like a cloud and flowing water, leaving only a beautiful figure in the world.

Two slender hands like green onions held Meng Tingshan's shoulder with one hand and Xiaoya's shoulder with the other, and lifted them at the same time, but Meng Tingshan and Xiaoya lost the ability to act and resist in an instant for some reason, and were taken by him in a daze. And Qi disappeared, but with one last glance, he caught a glimpse of the fiery red sleeve on the back of his hand.

The devil thought that Wu Zinuo would come back to fight again, after all, he was fought by Yanying's three rounds of war, but that was just his belief——Wu Zinuo used her peerless lightness kung fu to promote her strengths without looking back. Go, don't leave any nostalgia.

It was too late, it was really too late, when the demon spirit first realized that she had attempted to run away without a fight, he immediately jumped up and wanted to grab her by the heels to prevent her from going to the Demon Spirit Mountain Fly away, but the distance is a problem. After borrowing the power of three rocks in succession, he had to borrow the power of three rocks to return to the ground. When he returned to the ground for the first time, he suddenly thought that in fact, he would be able to separate himself. surgery!
Looking at the enchantment that Wu Zinuo knocked out a hole in, he suddenly felt that the careful arrangement of all these years of cultivation was in vain, and then he thought of a fatal question: Where is Yanying?

Looking around, except for a large group of demon soldiers, the only thing left on this field is the cool wind...

Wow, pissed him off!

Just let them go!

What about the princess?
Disappeared with them too!

Wow, pissed him off!

Really pissed him off!

Really pissed off!
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Red light, pink light, black light, light black light, white light.

All fell into the faint blue forest.

Shengjun Yanying let go of Meng Tingshan and Xiaoya's hands, and was not going to untie the acupuncture points for them.

Wu Zinuo looked at Yanying, who walked aside to study bamboo with her hands folded, and opened the acupuncture point of the person being acupunctured with two sword moves. As soon as the acupuncture point was opened, Meng Tingshan slashed at Wu Zinuo with a knife in her left hand, and was caught by Wu Zinuo. Zi Nuo got caught with a scissors hand.

The eyes of the two people looked at each other, sparks collided between ##**, they calmed down instantly, Meng Tingshan turned her face away and put down her hand.

She turned around and went to help Lin Yizhu. Xiaoya was carrying a big man on her back. Even though she had magic body protection, she was still very tired!

Moreover, Lin Yizhu couldn't be carried on his back all the time, as it would be easily damaged.

Now his life is like a puppet on a string. If someone is holding it, there is hope of moving. If no one is holding it, then... it is just a pile of polished and useless waste wood.

Wu Zinuo hurriedly ran to the other side, and carefully supported Lin Yizhu.

Meng Tingshan glared at her, but didn't say anything or do anything else, the two of them worked together to help Lin Yizhu into the house.

Laying Lin Yizhu flat on the wooden bed that he used to have and is still his now, but he didn't know it, Meng Tingshan gently covered him with the thin quilt that was often turned over in the sun.

(End of this chapter)