Chapter 9
There was a blue-gray cold wind rushing out of the spell, chilling, just like his proud and indifferent eyes at the moment, without a trace of emotion.Alive - yet lonely like a walking dead.

Jiu Xiao was cold for a while, and was surrounded by the surging cold wind during the period of slackening, as if a rope tightened her slender neck, and slowly twisted until she couldn't breathe.Besides, the wind in the spell is not like ordinary wind.It's like frost and snow falling all over the body, spreading from the soles of the feet, inch by inch, growing and growing inch by inch.Until the coldness surrounded her whole body, it began to erode her clear mind again.

"Don't struggle, you are bound to die." The Demon God looked on coldly, said, and increased the power of the magic element.

Another wave of cold wind hit Jiu Xiao even more strongly, making her unable to breathe.

"Cough, cough, cough." Coughing violently, trembling uncontrollably, spit out big mouthfuls of blood.The chest kept rising and falling, swelling, and the heart seemed to jump out violently.

Gradually, the struggle became weaker until it became nothingness.Then the demon god raised his hand to remove the magic element, looked at Jiu Xiao who was unconscious on the ground, and snorted coldly: "Little human beings have such delusions, they want to die!" He turned around coolly, but heard a sound behind him. Xi Suosuo's voice will turn his eyes away in surprise.

I saw Jiu Xiao stumbled to her feet, panting heavily, her complexion was as pale as a dead person, but there was still a smile on her lips: "I almost died."

In the darkness just now, her consciousness had a fight with the god of death, but fortunately, she won!

There was a hint of admiration in the eyes of the demon god, but it was fleeting, and he said coldly: "So what, you are already like this, how can you fight anymore?"

"Why not?" Jiu Xiao smiled and said, "When people are on the verge of life and death, they will erupt with unimaginable power." Moreover, if she obediently does not resist, she will also be killed by this perverted demon god!It's not as good as a fierce battle!
A weak phantom emerged from her hand, she clenched her teeth and rushed forward.

"Being overestimated." The Demon God murmured, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the phantom emerged, and he also ran towards Jiu Xiao's place.But suddenly, the leaves on the top of the head suddenly brushed and fell, covering the field of vision.As for Jiu Xiao, holding a stone in his hand, a weak phantom penetrated through the gap and hit the Demon God.

"It's just like scratching an itch." The Demon God snorted coldly, with a hint of anger in his eyes, his figure suddenly turned, and the black shadow enveloped Jiu Xiao, the magic element hit her chest directly, and she spat out a big mouthful of blood , his knees softened, and the whole person fell to the ground.

But when neither of them noticed, a purple aura slowly poured into the palm of the hand, and at the same time, a voice came out of my mind: "I sacrifice blood. , Nine flutes stretching to the sky, soul weaving threads!"

 The arrogant and cold Mo Qingshang~~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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