What's going on?
Nanzhi looked around and saw many bodies on the ground. Are they all dead?
What happened?
Why did I take a nap? I seem to have missed a lot of things.
"Brother Fourteen, help him." Pei Nichang said anxiously when she saw Yu Zhao lying on the ground, looking extremely pale and injured.
"Nishang, we can't protect ourselves." The disciples of the Pei family are now the target of public criticism. I don't know why these people are so hostile to the Pei family.
It's nothing more than jealousy of the Pei family, and he doesn't even care about his own life.
Even if they die, the Pei family will not let him go.
Pei Nichang gritted his teeth and took his magic weapon to save Yu Zhao. Seeing this, Pei Nichang's family had to protect Pei Nichang.
"Give me back Huniu." Yu Zhao struggled to get up and rushed to grab Nanzhi, but was kicked over by the monk in blue and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.
Nanzhi:? ? ?
The person holding her looked like a bad guy.
"Roar……"
Nanzhi shouted at the monk in blue, and the roar of the tiger shook the entire palace, causing the sand to fall down.
The monk in blue who was facing Nanzhi, his clothes were messed up by the sudden roar, and he couldn't open his eyes. He took two steps back as if he was standing in the strong wind.
Nanzhi's figure became like an adult wind-winged tiger, with huge wings. When it flapped, a strong wind blew up. Nanzhi pounced towards the blue-clothed monk, and stepped on the blue-clothed monk with his big, furry feet.
The big, sharp teeth pointed at the blue monk's face, and a threatening sound came from his throat.
The Wind-Winged Divine Tiger was so big that it pressed on the blue-clothed monk, making him feel as if he was being suppressed by a huge mountain, unable to move at all.
"Tiger, Huniu..." Seeing such a huge Huniu, Yu Zhao was shocked, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.
It was really difficult for him to face the monk in blue. He walked over, took away the rusty iron sword, and held it in his hand. Yu Zhao felt like he was connected by fate.
He felt that he was destined to this sword.
Yu Zhao looked at the monk in blue who was pressed to the ground by Huniu. Thinking that the monk in blue had wanted to kill him before, Yu Zhao used the rusty sword and plunged it directly into the heart of the monk in blue.
The sword was stained with human blood and began to devour the blood crazily, buzzing and vibrating.
The monk in blue wailed in pain, his whole body was cold, and he could clearly feel the loss of blood. He looked at the sword pierced in his heart, "Evil, sword..."
There was not a drop of blood left in the blue monk's body, and he died with his eyes closed. The other people's fanatical heads calmed down a little when they saw such a huge tiger.
They retreated and ran into the side hall to hide their treasures, but they fought over each other and started fighting again.
It's really evil.
It seems that none of the treasures inside can be taken away. Not only can't they be taken away, but their lives must be left behind.
Yu Zhao pulled out his sword, and a scarlet color flashed across his eyes.
Nanzhi looked at this sword. It was very powerful, but it had an evil nature, and Yu Zhao had a constitution that was easily possessed by evil spirits.
Yu Zhao had to suffer a lot if he wanted to surrender this sword, but Nanzhi didn't care.
Pei Nishang raised her chin slightly, obviously caring about Yu Zhao, but said arrogantly: "You are too weak to be beaten like this."
Yu Zhao suddenly turned his head and looked at Pei Nichang intently, with a frightening indifference and an unspeakable evil energy about him.
Just looking at Pei Nichang, it was like looking at a prey, which was not the way he looked at a person anyway.
"..." Pei Nichang was so frightened by Yu Zhao like this that all the words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't speak at all.
Nanzhi once again transformed into a little tiger, with tiny wings instead of big wings that covered the sky and the sun.
Nanzhi looked extremely weak, staggering as he walked, and pulled at Yu Zhao's trouser legs, "Hungry, hungry, hungry..."
Yu Zhao seemed to have recovered from his inexplicable state, and immediately fed Nanzhi two lotus seeds, "Are you still tired or hungry?"
"You suddenly grew so big. Is it harmful to your body?"
Nanzhi: "Yes, yes, yes."
After eating two lotus seeds, Nanzhi felt much better. She let Yu Zhao hug her and fell into a deep sleep again.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The entire palace trembled, and dust and falling rocks rolled down.
People in the main hall were swaying around and could not stand firmly. Moreover, the shape of the interior of the palace had changed, and a fishy smell assaulted the nostrils.
"Ugh, it stinks!" Pei Nichang pinched her nose in disgust.
"It seems that we are in the body of a monster." The disciple of the Pei family said, "The monster wants to eat us."
"Let's go out." Seeing that the gap was about to close, everyone ran outside desperately. Yu Zhao rushed out of the gap with Nanzhi in his arms and fell on a piece of sand.
Then, they saw a huge toad, which was bigger than a mountain. It was golden and had a solemn feeling.
"Golden Spirit Holy Frog." The Pei family was shocked. This kind of monster has become extinct, but such a huge monster can be seen here.
Those treasures were probably all fake, causing the monks to kill them to death.
"Buzz buzz..."
The sword in Yu Zhao's hand buzzed and trembled, trying to escape Yu Zhao's control.
Yu Zhao grabbed the sword tightly, but because he was too strong, blood flowed from the tiger's mouth. The broken sword absorbed the blood, making Yu Zhao's face turn pale.
"Throw this sword away, it's evil, otherwise it will suck your blood dry." Pei Nichang couldn't help but say, "Let go!"
Yu Zhao was stubborn. Even if he felt the evil sword sucking his blood, he did not let go.
Pei Nichang felt a little sad when she saw that she couldn't persuade Yu Zhao. What did he mean? If it were someone else, she wouldn't bother to say it, but Yu Zhao doesn't know good people.
Pei Nishang kicked Nanzhi awake, who was lying on the ground. Nanzhi was suddenly pulled out of consciousness and was at a loss.
What's going on? Who's going to hit me?
Nanzhi saw that Yu Zhao's hands were full of blood and the sword was sucking blood again. She said to Yu Zhao, "Let go of it."
You are not the master of the sword now. The sword will not refuse blood.
Yu Zhao's face turned paler and he said: "Don't let it go, don't let it go. If you let it go, it will run away."
Nanzhi immediately said: "I'll help you."
Yu Zhao:......
Thank you very much for having this intention, although it is useless.
"He, tui!" Nanzhi jumped up and spat at the broken sword.
Everyone:...
The scene was extremely quiet for a moment, and the sword that had been buzzing and sucking blood stopped for a moment, obviously shocked by the spit.
"tui, tui, tui!" Nanzhi vomited a few more times. Seeing that the sword was motionless, Nanzhi was very happy and said to Yu Zhao: "Look, it doesn't suck blood anymore."
Yu Zhao:? ? ?
Everyone:...
Nanzhi: "The saliva is so dirty, it will definitely stop sucking it."
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