Jiuchengqiu was thrown to the ground, and his spiritual energy was stripped away and he couldn't breathe. It was obvious that this method of killing did not distinguish between friends and foes.
The beaded necklace on the day of Huaigui flew around Jiuchengqiu, protecting him, but Jiuchengqiu was willing to be squeezed when he held on to his broken heart.
Shui Miaomiao's eyes were red, as if they were about to drip, as she looked at the skeleton on the ground in the distance.
The black energy swirling around the skull no longer seemed to be solidified. The skull's bone claws clung to the ground, trying to absorb more, like a clown.
As if he had predicted the outcome, Shui Miaomiao closed her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, whether it was a smile or sarcasm, and gently swung a sword, surrounded by the light of thunder and lightning, it was like a punishment from heaven, no offense allowed.
The black energy was instantly dispersed without a trace. The skeleton resisted and struggled and even roared unwillingly from the empty jaws of its skeleton, all in vain.
Click! Click, click, click.
The skeleton lifted up by the sword energy was ruthlessly torn into pieces in the air, and fell to the ground unwillingly, bouncing.
Is it still trying to do something?
After the power of the thunder, there was a spring breeze that turned into rain, and the bones on the ground were imprisoned. In the blink of an eye, green grass spread all over, and flowers bloomed on it.
It was Yuan Shan's creation, and the spiritual energy burst out at this moment, and the dead things came to life again. It was so contradictory to see it without saying a word, but the goodwill only left Shui Miaomiao.
The swing of the sword consumed almost everything Shui Miaomiao had. When she opened her eyes, she saw the dizzy sky, and she really wanted to give the sky her middle finger.
But all Shui Miaomiao could do at this moment was to weakly let go of the sword, and as her consciousness gradually disappeared, she fell backwards, blood staining her clothes and the ground where she fell.
"Shui Miaomiao!" Jiuchengqiu moved towards Shui Miaomiao with all his strength. For a short distance, it seemed as if heaven and man were separated forever.
After a while, Shui Miaomiao's response sounded, like an illusion. "Um."
Jiuchengqiu raised his head in shock, with tears on his face, and found strength in an instant.
Shui Miaomiao, who was held in Jiuzhongqiu's arms, was also puzzled. She opened her eyes and thought bitterly, she should have fainted, why didn't she faint?
Every part of his body was injured and the pain was excruciating. It would not be so uncomfortable if he fainted, but Shui Miaomiao also knew that if he fainted, he would not be able to wake up.
So why?
I have such a great desire to survive!
With difficulty, his eyes moved to his right hand, which was the only one that felt heat. The bead chain was wrapped around his wrist, and he pulled Huai Guiri, who had fallen to the ground, back into his palm.
Jiucheng Qiu held Shui Miaomiao in his arms, and was very obedient. The hand in his hands was not released for a moment.
Jiuchengqiu smiled at Shui Miaomiao, his voice trembling, "You will be fine, no."
Although it wasn't very elegant, it was the most natural smile Shui Miaomiao had ever seen. She really wanted to praise him and keep up his efforts, but he was powerless.
Jiuchengqiu tried his best to smile. He really felt the disappearance of Shui Miaomiao for a moment, otherwise how could he cry.
After a brief moment of panic, Jiuchengqiu noticed that his physical strength was accelerating and he stepped away from the sword in his hand.
He sniffed, although he looked a little embarrassed, but he smiled, and he obeyed without letting go of the sword, and Shui Miaomiao did not disappear.
Although he was as angry as a thread, he could keep Shui Miaomiao in his arms. There was no problem, as long as he didn't let go of the sword.
The rustling sound is so slight that it is easy to ignore, but it falls heavily in everyone's heart. The night has fallen, and floating forward is a group of existences that are darker than the night.
Shui Miaomiao glanced at it and laughed.
"Hahaha." Although every time she laughed, her sternum hurt like it was being torn apart, but she couldn't stop laughing. She laughed until she choked on blood and slowly closed her eyes.
"It seems like this world really doesn't want to tolerate me anymore."
Bones oozed in the black shadow, another body.
A skeleton that was really attracted by Shui Miaomiao, feeling the smell of blood in the air, spreading its arms, still intoxicated.
Jiuchengqiu hugged Shui Miaomiao tightly and slowly moved backward on the ground.
"It hurts." Shui Miaomiao cried out unconsciously, and Jiuchengqiu let go of his arms at a loss, "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Shui Miaomiao wanted to throw Gui Ri in her hand and throw it far away, but she didn't have the strength. She said with difficulty, "You should let me go and run. Trust me, I should be able to delay it for a while. Maybe I won't go." I’m chasing you, remember to take your little brother with you, otherwise I would have closed my eyes as I said, you”
"Hold on, let's go together." Jiuchengqiu ignored Shui Miaomiao's words. He was already planning to use Feng Ruxun.
Shui Miaomiao shook her head. One person's life was keeping the lives of two people alive, but he was trying to embarrass the sword. It was really too beautiful.
What's more, Jiuchengqiu is not unscathed now. He is also seriously injured. The two sword moves have exhausted almost all of his spiritual power. It is already very difficult to support himself. Another part was forcibly divided to support Shui Miaomiao. How? Did you still use Feng Ruxun?
He can only let go of the sword, or Shui Miaomiao throws away the sword.
"I can take you away."
The intoxicated skeleton locked onto Shui Miaomiao, its head trembling as if laughing, and it slowly approached step by step.
"Let go." Shui Miaomiao's last words before her consciousness collapsed, and she fainted in the arms of Ninefold Vengeance.
release?
If he let go at this moment, whether he wanted to run or fight, he might win the ninth revenge. But if he let go of the sword, Shui Miaomiao would not be able to get up.
Jiuchengqiu tightened his arms and hugged Shui Miaomiao. Shui Miaomiao frowned unconsciously, and it hurt.
Jiu Chou saw it, so how could he let go of the sword!
As the skeleton approached, Jiuchengqiu clenched his fists. He knew it was useless. With a Jeet Kung Fist, the approaching skeleton was blasted a hundred and eighty feet away.
But with just one breath, the skeleton reappeared in the field of vision.
A punch coming?
Unable to do so, Jiuchengqiu spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Trash! Coward!" Xuan'er jumped out of nowhere. She was left behind by the two of them, Feng Ruxun. It was unclear whether she had just arrived or had been there for some time.
Xuan'er is waiting, but why is she waiting? Even if death invites her, Ninefold Vengeance will not throw away her sword.
After taking Shui Miaomiao away from Jiu Chou's arms and throwing it to the ground, Xuan'er pulled Jiu Chou and wanted to run away, but the moment she touched Jiu Chou, she felt a strange feeling.
It made her hair stand on end and her soul felt like she had undergone a hearty baptism. The picture that flashed before her eyes was what she yearned for.
What's wrong with stepping on everyone's bones to get to the top? She will stand on top of thousands of people and repay the suffering she has suffered a thousand times.
"Since you are so weak, just let me do it." Xuan'er put her hand in front of Jiuzhongqiu's chest, and a knife with a cold light was pulled out from her chest. Under the moon, it shone brightly, as if in the moonlight. Show off and show off.
look! It still came out.
If Shui Miaomiao could see this scene at this moment, she would probably blurt out, "This sword is really worthy of being ridden by thousands of people!" But that's right, what it covets is power...
