Mubai pinched Wu Ya tightly, and Wu Ya smiled slightly: "It seems that it can't be said, but you really can only live and die."
She took a step back and broke free of Mubai's hand. Then she lightened her whole body and rushed to a farther distance.
Just like that between the electric light and flint, she summoned a lot of snake-shaped things in her hand, who swished towards Mubai.
"It turns out that the snake order is in your hands. I said why you can find all the places of the heart of the earth so quickly."
"Of course it is. That disciple is more than guilty of death, and I deserved it when I took advantage of the chaos to touch him!"
"Unfortunately, you only have a Tengshe Order, but not Tengshe. You can only summon something with no IQ."
Mubai just flipped his wrist and sipped with a drink. The umbrella on our side was pulled away in an instant. Then, under the rapid rotation, it seemed like a flying saucer to directly collect all the little snakes swimming towards him.
Wu Ya tilted her head, and she saw us who were in the'eight o'clock gear'.
The umbrella was taken away, it was naturally exposed to the sun, and everything was seen.
Mubai stretched out his hand again, and a black sign on Wu Ya's belt was pulled into his hand, then smiled enchantingly, and threw it to Han Moyu!
Han Moyu caught the eye quickly and quickly, and then Wu Ya screamed when he saw that Han Moyu got the Teng Snake Ling.
"Who called him! Why did you call him!"
"Isn't it okay?" Mubai is like a cat playing with mice. She seems to have the ability to kill her, but still likes to be aggressive.
"..." Wu Ya didn't have any rebuttals, but looked at Han Moyu steadily, the resentment in her eyes unabated.
Then the two moved their hands. Wu Ya has a graceful figure and moves as fast as lightning, while Mubai is as ethereal as dust, naturally also agile. They do not distinguish between up and down, and there is no knife or sword in the fight, so a drop. There is no blood, it looks pretty good.
Naturally, I didn’t even bother to look at Wu Ya, but the cells in my head gathered on Mubai. At this time, his enchantment and charm were so sultry. Because of the demonic energy, the long hair that reached his knees followed. The figure was floating around, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were also dark red, and the black clothes with a suit were evil...More beautiful than Uya.
Well, I don't mean anything else, just appreciate it... That's it.
I stared blankly, Harazi was about to drip out, Han Moyu knocked on my forehead without a trace. I don't care, I should keep watching.
After a while, before the end of the fight over there, Mubai hadn't played enough and didn't let Wu Ya go. Wu Ya gradually fell in the midst of avoiding and counterattacking.
I don’t know why, I sighed, "My master is so good-looking..."
Han Moyu smiled silently, not jealous, but pretended to be jealous: "Prettier than me?"
"Well, better-looking than you."
I finished the answer beautifully, but saw Mubai suddenly stuttering for some reason, Wu Ya didn't even touch him, he vomited a mouthful of blood, and the whole body was crumbling, and he was about to fall!
At this moment, his phantom sea umbrella suddenly trembled, but it was originally an oil-paper umbrella, but it hummed!
"Master!" I was the first to jump out, followed by Han Moyu and Pei Mu.
One of them tacitly stopped Wu Ya, and the other supported Mubai.
Of course, there is also me.
However, when I touched Mubai, he was accidentally bypassed and ignored me.
It seemed to be angry. Who made me say such unfeeling things before? I knew I was wrong, but I still cared about him. Then, before I could speak, Uya's laughter came over there.
"Haha—you used the Qiankun Ding! What a crime... It deserves it... It could have killed me, but now I see you dead!"
"What do you mean?" I quickly turned back and asked her.
She shook off Han Moyu, and looked at trash with a grudge: "Don't touch me!"
Han Moyu retracted his hand and looked at her indifferently. There was no love or hatred in the eyes.
I wanted to ask him why he was so calm, but his eyes gave the answer immediately.
His gentle mother and concubine had passed away many years ago, and now the remaining one has nothing to do with him whether it is the Beihai Princess or the singer Uya.
This is the ridiculous situation of Wu Ya singing a one-man show.
But I wanted to know more about the Qiankun Ding, so I immediately asked: "Do you know what's going on?"
"Of course I know."
"You said! What's the matter!!"
I just asked, Mubai had already passed out, and the faint blood on the corner of her mouth still smelled of fragrance, maybe it was the essence of snow lotus in Tianshan Mountains... Originally, I thought it didn't matter to vomit a mouthful of blood, but now...
He had been vomiting blood in the illusion before, but I didn't even notice it.
"Qiankun Ding, it is something that can weave the world, and the price of weaving a world is the exchange of souls."
"What do you mean?"
"Naturally, it's a matter of life! If the person who enters the tripod willingly, the flesh will be transformed, and from then on, live in the world in the tripod leisurely and enjoyment. If you don't want it, someone else will pay it back!" Wu Ya said with great ease , And then turned into a hideous face: "So he is dead! Hahahaha... What a retribution! He must have moved the world for you! But now it looks like nothing, waste, pain, and heart!"
"You..." I actually have some spiritual power in my body. At the beginning, Mubai's thousand-year-old fairy root was not white and was eaten away by me, so I became anxious at this time, a fox-like appearance appeared, and he flew past and bit Wuya in one bite. Shoulder!
"Oh." Wu Ya frowned, but pretended to be fine: "I am the Dragon Girl of the North Sea... Naturally I am not afraid of you... Uh."
Suddenly, there was no reaction after shaking. I squatted on the ground and flicked my tail, transformed into a human form again, and then spit out something from my mouth.
"What is this?" Pei Mu looked down at what I was vomiting, puzzled.
"The poison I brought with me." I shook my head and felt proud: "I was taught by my second master... Well, now it seems that it should be my master. I said at the time that the effect of this medicine is particularly terrible, and it is very harmful to people, gods and ghosts. effective."
Since the last time Mubai sent me home, I was afraid that something would harass me or snatch my six beads, so I took it with me. I didn't expect it to be useful so soon.
"Wow." Pei Mu was immediately surprised: "Then you give me some?!"
"I did so much." I smacked my lips. "But the effect of this medicine is just to sleep. I... also took it... so... uh."
Before I finished speaking, I felt like I was drinking too much. I looked at Han Moyu and slapped down on the ground: "My husband, please send me back..."
After I finished talking, I wanted to sleep, and then I heard Pei Mu say depressedly: "Now we two, how do we take three of us back?"
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I knew when I woke up, Uya must have woke up too.
So as soon as I woke up, I hurriedly asked Han Moyu whether I had asked about Qiankun Ding.
Han Moyu said that there is good news and bad news. The good news is that Qiankunding’s affairs have been asked, and the bad news is that Wuya has run away.
"That's not bad news! Just ask about Kanae's affairs! Quickly talk about it, what's the matter?"
"The Qiankun Ding is called the Qiankun Ding because it contains the universe and can shape a world according to what people want."
"then?"
"As Uya said, either the person who enters the tripod hand over the body, then the person who opens the tripod hand over the soul, there will always be death."
"What is the picture!"
"If the person who enters the cauldron is willing, he can die in it. Anyway, he will live in the cauldron for the rest of his life. It doesn't matter whether he has a physical body or not."
"But..." My face became more and more ugly: "But I came out, so now my master really..."
Han Moyu was quiet for a long time, then pursed his lips and nodded.
"How long is there?"
"She said it was seven or seventy-nine days, but he was emotionally unstable and has been restlessly stimulating Xianqi, maybe..."
"may?"
"There are still ten days left..."
I immediately froze and opened my mouth, wanting to ask Han Moyu if there was any antidote or solution... but I didn't dare to speak for a long time.
I am afraid of getting answers I don't want.
But Han Moyu knew what I wanted to ask, and gave me four words without concealing it.
"There is no cure."