Mai Kitsune Waifu

The world in chapter 822

In the next two or three days, this city can be said to be the city's martial law!

Everyday is a flight in the sky, searching for foreign suspects!

Every soul-stricken civilian will be questioned and checked!

Liu Yi was mixed in the slave camp, but it was very safe.

It is estimated that the sea ghost can not imagine, and he will condescend to pretend to be a slave!

Every day when Liu Yi promotes the grinding disc, he will silently pay attention to the biggest statue of Wu.

As Liu Yi expected, the biggest martial art image is the strongest.

It is estimated that the sake of those who cultivated the immortals is sealed. His strength and defense are far superior to those of other martial arts.

Liu Yi wanted to get in touch with those who cultivated the immortals, but did not know how to enter the statue of Wu.

The material of the statue of Wu is very special, even if the soul can be isolated.

Think about it too, if you can't isolate the soul, those who cultivated the immortals are estimated to give up the flesh and escape.

Liu Yi wants to release those who cultivate the immortals, but also needs methods.

"Engong...the slave can try it."

Just when Liu Yi was unable to do anything, Meng Xi, who was hiding in his hair, took the initiative to say it.

"Oh? Do you have a way to open the statue of Wu?"

"There are some, but it takes time, and the slaves can only do what they want to get into the martial arts. They want to save those who cultivate the immortals, and the slaves can't do it."

“Talk about, what is the method?”

Liu Yi talked and looked around.

Surrounded by slaves, Sun Qingchen was on his right hand side, pushing the grinding disc with powerlessness.

Now Sun Qingchen is better to say that he is a living dead.

"The slave family is a sinister mother. In addition to being able to smoke the moon, the most powerful thing is the venom secreted by the slaves."

Meng Xi said, "The venom of the slave family, even if it is the armor of the emperor, can slowly erode."

"Oh, really?"

"Really, although not reconciled, it is true."

For a long time, the emperor Qiu Qiuhong, who had not bubbled up, took a look. "It can be said that the eight abandoned poisonous mother is the nemesis of our emperor."

"I have a baby again..."

Liu Yi suddenly felt that his luck was really good!

"It’s just a baby... I really don’t know what your kid’s dog is going to do...”

Qiu Qiuhong licked his mouth and did not say anything.

"So, let the slaves try it."

Meng Xi glanced at the statue of the **** of martial arts. "There is such a thick statue of the **** of martial arts... It takes a month or two for the slave to smear a small hole in the eye and let the genius enter."

"A small hole, um, enough to let me in."

One year in the capital city, the mortal world is only one day.

I have plenty of time here, and a month or two is not a problem.

However, if you don’t eat for a month or two, it’s a huge test for your own locusts.

Liu Yi found that after he absorbed the power of Yang Mianmian, his appetite seemed to be getting better.

Although I can live by taking a breath of heaven and earth, I still want to eat something delicious.

There is food in his own whisky bag, but in this environment, it is not convenient to eat.

"Okay, that's it, please, please, Meng Xi."

"Doing things for the public, never die."

Mengxi is a little faint, and seems to feel that she has finally come in handy, some happy.

"Engong, the slave is gone!"

After that, Meng Xi jumped out from Liu Yi’s hair and spit out a spider silk silently, connected to the statue of Wu Shen in the distance, and then climbed up along the almost transparent spider silk.

Such a small spider can't afford to be aware of those bad things.

Liu Yi pretends that if nothing happens, he continues to push the plate.

On the side, Sun Qingchen suddenly fell to the ground, and the people who led the grinding disc stopped.

"Sun brother, what happened to your grandson?"

Liu Yi hurriedly helped Sun Qingchen to find that his soul was weak!

The sun is over, this is the grief than the heart is dead!

Unlike Sun Qingchen, who was active in the sun, the current Sun Qingchen has no desire to live.

In this way, the breath of his soul will slowly dissipate, and it will be weaker every day. One day, one day sooner or later, it will fly away!

Liu Yi understands Sun Qingchen's state. I thought that when I thought that my singer's sister didn't love her, wasn't it the same?

What is difficult to crack under the sun, isn't it a love word?

Even if you are a million husband, conquer the universe, I am afraid it is difficult to pass the word!

What about Sun Qingchen?

"Well, who will let you stop and continue to work!"

A slanted sigh immediately came over, and the whip smacked on the slaves.

Their whip is also traitorous, and the slaves are screaming and screaming again and again.

"He is very weak now!"

Liu Yi looked up and said to the yin, "He needs a break!"

"Fuck, here is the slave camp!"

The yin yelled, "Not a place for you to rest! If you want to rest, he will finish the work and rest!"

“A little human taste?”

Liu Yi frowned. "He is sick, can't he be a little sympathetic?"

"Hey, kid, here is the capital city, all of them are ghosts, where is the human touch?"

The sorrow sneered, "And they are ghosts, how can a ghost get sick? Give me less death, he will get up!"

The yin said, the whip will fall on Sun Qingchen's body.

"He is here to live and do it."

Liu Yi stood up and carried Sun Qingchen to the side. "I am giving him the soul value today."

"Kid, how many soul values ​​do you have?"

The sigh of silence snorted.

Liu Yi directly opened the soul value system, hidden a part, and showed him a value of 10,000 souls. "This is for you."

After that, I gave it to the soul value of two thousand.

Get the soul value, the face of the shadow is good to see a lot.

Sure enough, having money to make the ghosts grind these words is a constant truth!

"Oh, our ghosts are occasionally a bit human."

The yin said, turned and walked to the side. "Today's extravagance! You have to finish his work!"

Sun Qingchen sat on the side and did not thank Liu Yi.

Liu Yi sighed and knew that his heart was dead, and he didn't care about it.

If he goes on like this, he doesn't know how to help Sun Qingchen.

Take a step and take a step...

In the following period of time, Liu Yi used the soul value to manage a lot of yin, and finally let the Yins have begun to ignore Sun Qingchen.

He doesn't need to come to the mill to work every day, just sitting in a jail, just like a desperate patient waiting for death.

Liu Yi can only help Sun Qingchen to come here because he has a heart disease, and his heart disease can only be based on his heart.

Mengxi’s progress is still fast, and the small hole has been deeply corroded. Liu Yi has secretly seen it, and his own magical fog can pass.

Only the fog of mana can pass, such a small hole, even the smallest bug can not pass. ,

As for the cells, Liu Yi will not change...

The yin is still flying, and the Minotaur seems to be getting more and more, just walking around, making the already sinister city of the city more terrifying.

The people in the slave camp are talking about what happened recently, and how the good end has become a security guard throughout the city.

It is estimated that they do not know that the initiator is the one who does his work every day and never screams.

The days passed by, the sea ghosts still can't find where Liu Yi hides!

For this reason, the sea ghost king is always furious, and he can hear his roar in the daily ghost palace!

"Engong!"

After more than a month, Liu Yi went out to practice as usual, and at this time, a familiar voice flew into his ear.

"Meng Xi, have you got it?"

Liu Yi felt that the little spider jumped back to his hair.

"Yes, I finally got it!"

There seems to be a trace of exhaustion in Meng Xi’s voice. "The slave is drilling the hole in the back neck. It is the thinnest place... but it also costs the slaves a lot of mana... The slave is really tired... The slaves can't accompany you for a while, and the slaves should take a good sleep...recover the mana..."

When the voice fell, the eight ridiculous mothers had no sound.

It seems that it is really exhausting.

After all, it’s just a little spider. Mana can't compare it with his own metamorphosis.

Liu Yi didn't bother Meng Xi, he couldn't wait for it at this time, so he opened his mouth and spit out the fog of mana. He directly turned into a small flying insect, and used it to keep the body pushing the disc while using the force. The incarnation of the fog flew to the small hole made by Mengxi.

Although there were a lot of stagnation around, none of them noticed that Liu Yi was dangling in the ground of their eyelids.

He slowly flew to a few hundred meters high, and then looked for a long time before he found the small hole left by Meng Xi.

Nima, it is really small enough! Almost as big as a pinhole!

Two months of big projects!

This is Meng Xi, if you change your own words, it is estimated that you have no patience!

Liu Yi’s avatar was re-created as a mist, and it was poured into the small hole.

There is nothing dark inside the statue of Wu Shen, but nothing can be seen, but it is very empty when you enter it!

After Liu Yijin entered it, he immediately returned to the human form.

There is no light in it. Liu Yiyi raised his hand and released a golden light, which condensed into a small sun, and appeared inside the top of the statue of Wu.

Within this martial art image, it was immediately illuminated.

The interior of the Wushen statue is very broad, after a few hundred meters!

Liu Yi finally found those who cultivated the immortals. Sure enough, they were all enclosed in this statue of Wu.

Their bodies didn't know what spells were being cast, they all turned into stone statues, and they were attached to the back of the statue of the gods, as if they wanted to escape from here.

But although their bodies are sealed, the soul is still alive.

"Someone is coming in?"

"Is anyone finally here?"

"Is it going to be the guy?"

"Help, save us!"

These sealed cultivators suddenly uttered the cry of the soul.

"Don't panic, one by one... this way... who is the head here?"

"it's me……"

A calm voice sounded.

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