"Muspelheim?" Yu Hongyao raised her voice, "Are you kidding? Another Muspelheim appeared out of nowhere...!"
"Go find your people!" Wen Zheliu shouted without looking back, "Don't leave them alone. Being caught by Muspelheim is no fun!"
With that said, he flew down from the high place, still holding the silver pendant in his hand, always ready to call out Jenny. That arrow was an item with unknown attributes, but it was able to penetrate the body of the mermaid and even cause fatal damage to the final boss of the third world.
The owner was struck through the chest, and not only did the thousands of circling red rains hanging in the air lose control, but the ghosts of the three brides were also severely injured in an instant, letting out inhuman screams, and bursting and disintegrating into the blood one after another. Du Zijun's arm was still dripping with blood, but he ignored it and allowed the splashing rain to erode the props and his exposed skin. He quickly changed hands to catch the umbrella, and grabbed Long Ji's falling body!
In an instant, the innocent souls floating in the wine river and the blood wine itself, which has the power to corrode living creatures, burned his remaining arm until the skin was charred, the bones were cracked, and the flesh was dripping with blood! Every drop of the rain was like a scraper for washing skin and flesh. White smoke and horrifying noises were heard. He just gritted his teeth, holding an umbrella in one hand and pulling Long from the feathery pieces of clothing flying in the sky with the other hand. Ji, fiercely pulled him under the umbrella and into his arms!
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Severe pain that could make an adult faint several times burned Du Zijun's brain and nerves. His whole body was covered in blood, and the bones in his right hand were broken. White smoke surged up from his left hand, and blood and flesh dripped down. You could even see the terrifying hand bones underneath. , holding on with just one breath, he forcibly protected the seriously injured Long Ji under the barrier of the umbrella!
Hearing the spring thunder bursting from the folded willow tongue, he quickly took out three talisman papers between his fingers, pushed Du Zijun back with his hands, and shouted in the face of the rain of blood that was flying in the sky: "The wind is coming!"
The paper talismans were flying, and the wind was strong on the ground at the same time. The sudden and shrill sound of the wind was like a roar that shook the mountains and forests, mixed with the sound of the surging blood and rain, like a wave of wandering passion. The rolling strong wind rolled back the deadly hidden weapon, briefly clearing a safe space. Wen Zheliu took a breath and hurriedly said: "Quickly go!"
Dripping sweat was densely covered on Du Zijun's skin, trembling with his movements, and then gathered into small streams, flowing down the side of his face. His cheeks were burned to a bluish white by the foul smell of the innocent souls in the blood and wine, and even glowed purple under the candlelight, but his lips were pale without a trace of color. Seeing him holding Long Ji with great difficulty, he sweated on his forehead when he heard the light from the willow, but he couldn't let it go, so he had to catch up, trying to avoid the golden arrow, and hugged Long Ji to his body.
As soon as he took Long Ji from Du Zijun's badly wounded arm, he felt a sudden shock in his heart.
She was so light, like a body of feathers with hollow bones.
"Hold your umbrella and drink the medicine quickly!" Wen Zheliu was running ahead. Two people were already hanging on the iron rope of the alloy hook. They were gliding downwards at a faster speed. When he heard the rumbling sound coming from the distance, he couldn't help but said guiltily. : "I'm really sorry. Brother asked me to stop the arrow before, but I didn't expect this..."
"...What are you apologizing for?" Du Zijun gasped heavily, "Muspelheim... I will have to take them sooner or later..."
There were still three or four meters above the ground, and He Qin no longer had the patience to slide down with the rope. With a twist of his strong waist and abdomen, his whole body was like a wild leopard melting into the night, silent and extremely oppressive. He simply landed on the ground and rushed towards the two people.
"What's going on..." His shining golden eyes were fixed on Long Ji in Wen Zheliu's arms for a moment, and he saw the embarrassed Du Zijun behind him. He immediately shut up and didn't ask, and raised his hand to give Du Zijun a potion, "High-end goods. , use it quickly!”
Xie Yuanyuan imitated He Qin but failed, and fell to the ground with a plop. He rolled several times on the ground, and finally rolled to the three of them, inserting grass leaves and branches all over his head and body. He got up in embarrassment and patted her. Just as he was about to raise his head and laugh a few times, he saw Long Ji in Wen Zheliu's arms, and his eyes almost popped out of his eyes.
"This...this!" He opened his mouth, "Isn't this the boss? What happened? How did you snatch the direct person over? Isn't this a joke!"
"Captain, I'm afraid we don't have time to explain so much now." Wen Zheliu smiled bitterly. When he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the rolling mountains in the distance, and saw only dots of blue light dots lighting up densely, like fireflies. Like Xinghe, he didn’t know what kind of battle the people from Muspelheim had brought. He could almost feel the ground trembling slightly under his feet. “If you don’t run away with her, how can you leave her here and give her to the other side?” Increase experience?"
"It's really tricky to turn on the massacre mode," He Qin walked up to Wen Zheliu and gently pinched his chin. Just now, he followed Muspelheim's attack and shot a silver arrow at the same time. He had already put on the black leather three-finger gloves on his hands. He raised his hands with a strange and dangerous sexiness, "Are you not injured?"
Wen Zheliu shook his head hastily: "No, Du Zijun was injured worse than me, and Long Ji was injured..."
He Qin leaned over, with the cold air of metal all over his body, and kissed his lips like a dragonfly across Long Ji, who was holding Wen Zheliu in both hands.
"No need to say anything unnecessary." He whispered, "After fighting off Yuzhao Cha, I felt something was wrong, so I asked Xie Yuanyuan to block me from above while I tracked He Rui's movements. But be prepared It's still too hasty, I only had time to send you a few words."
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He explained a few words concisely. Hearing that Zheliu's face felt a little hot, he still said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't react at the time..."
"You've done a great job, baby."
He Qin raised his head and said to Du Zijun, who had begun to grow new skin on his arms: "Bring the person you snatched back. There is something wrong with this arrow. You can't move it yet. Be careful and don't touch it."
Without saying a word, Du Zijun took Long Ji from Wen Zheliu, and the four of them immediately hurried towards the gate. Facing the strong wind summoned by the talisman, Wen Zheliu looked solemn: "They can control the rhythm of attacking Long Ji so well. They must also know the plot well."
Xie Yuanyuan asked loudly: "Was the arrow we shot just now useful? If it didn't hit the captain of Muspelheim, where would we run? Do we want to cooperate with Shenzao?"
"Now the plot has been disrupted into a complete mess. If Yu Hongyao still has some IQ, he will know what choice is beneficial to them." Faced with several questions raised by Xie Yuanyuan, He Qin calmly said, "Just now The prop used is just an A-level attack prop, and there is still a little bit of fire left to kill He Rui, let’s talk about it after we get down the mountain.”
"A-level?!" Xie Yuanyuan's eyes widened, "I have lived this long and I have never touched what an A-level item feels like!"
Wen Zheliu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If you want to touch it, I'll have one hanging around my neck. I'll let you touch it as much as you want."
Xie Yuanyuan shuddered, thinking of the first world Jenny's final fusion into a demonic form with three heads and six arms, he still smiled and said: "No, no, no, excuse me."
The owner was severely injured, and this ancient mansion that occupied half of the mountain gradually lost its eerie magic. Standing motionless attendants who looked like wood carvings and clay sculptures could be seen everywhere along the way, as well as blood and water ghosts flowing everywhere. The withered mountain cherry blossoms were floating invisible in the wind. Du Zijun held Long Ji in his arms. Even though the rapidly growing flesh was itchy and unbearable, the expression on his face did not change.
The mansions were stacked one on top of another, and the four of them rushed to the gate and saw all the members of the Divine Creation reunited.
The pipe in Yuhong Hua's hand had long since disappeared, replaced by a pair of long, slender and curved black Emei thorns with rhombus-shaped spikes at both ends. This ancient weapon is smart, light, feminine and graceful. It was originally a weapon suitable for female warriors, but when Yu Hong holds it in her hand, no one can notice the inconsistency at all.
"I'm still thinking, why didn't you kill Shan Jun that day and did it for a long time? So it was for this?" He looked steadily at He Qin and his party.
"Stop saying unnecessary words," He Qin said mercilessly, "Now that you know the reason, don't hold back."
"Hey!" Shu Yu shouted unconvinced, "Who do you think is holding you back?"
"They actually brought the boss here..." Shu Yun's focus was different from her sister's, "Are they really a bunch of lunatics..."
Du Zijun ignored their strange looks. At this moment, Wen Zheliu didn't care whether Longji could get out of the mansion and hurriedly shouted: "Brother!"
He Qin understood this in his heart and drew his sword and slashed straight at him. With the force of the sword, the heavy door, which was more than a foot thick, exploded, creating a huge crack as high as a person!
They have long been used to it. However, even though Shenzao knew He Qin's extraordinary strength, they were still shocked when they saw it.
Yu Hongyao understood that this was not something that could be achieved by any props with special effects. It was the result of instantaneous explosive power, indomitable energy and an understanding of martial arts that exceeded ordinary people's times. It was also the ability of a true master. The confidence you have.
"Let's go, let's go quickly," He Qin raised the burning talisman and took Wen Zheliu's wrist, "Don't stay here for too long!"
With that said, the four people who had no sleep were the first to pass through the crack. Du Zijun turned sideways and when he carried Long Ji through the door, he clearly felt an obstructive force, but he just snorted coldly and made a decisive decision. Lifting his legs, he crossed the threshold.
Yuhong shook her eyebrows and frowned slightly, and whispered: "Follow them."
Two groups of people hurried down the mountain, running wildly on the wet, muddy and mossy road to avoid the rumbling trampling sounds from far behind. Xie Yuanyuan mocked: "What are the people in Muspelheim doing? Are they bringing an army over?"
"Don't be so crow-like," Du Zijun warned. At this time, the almost thick white mist in the air seemed to restore Long Ji's consciousness slightly. She gently opened her pale and cracked lips, took a sip of water vapor, and her blue to black eyes were dilated. In one piece, the golden arrows glowed with a divine luster, causing the wounds to bleed intermittently.
Du Zijun glanced down and saw that she seemed to have something to say, so he couldn't help but say in the same tone: "Shut up, don't talk anymore if you are about to die."
Shan Jun opened his long legs and followed Du Zijun. Seeing him holding the extremely weak Long Ji in his arms, he couldn't help but muttered: "Since I know she is about to die, why don't I just kill her and be done with it..."
Du Zijun's eyebrows suddenly jumped. Hearing that Zheliu was afraid that he would punch the person down here, He Qin chuckled and said: "If you kill her, the system will probably give the head to Mu. Spelheim, when the time comes, you will realize what fun is."
Shan Jun was ridiculed in a mild way. He knew that the people in this team were not easy to mess with, so he suppressed his temper and stopped talking.
Soon, the two groups of people ran down the mountain, only to see the streets were desolate, the ghost fires were dim, and countless slender and translucent shadows lingered in the pale light of the lanterns. Hearing that Zheliu was breathing slightly, he looked around and asked, "So what's next, where are we going?"
"Instead of thinking about where to go," Yuhong waved the Emei thorn in her hand, spinning coldly, splashing out like broken star points of light in the midnight and candlelight, "it's better to think about how to escape next."
As he just finished speaking, Wen Zheliu was horrified to see that wherever he could see, there were green and scary ghost fires burning in pairs. They spread and grew infinitely in the dark night, almost immediately. It surrounded the long dilapidated street they were on!
"Wow!" Xie Yuanyuan shouted in panic, "What is this?!"
Du Zijun said with a sly smile: "I told you not to have a crow's mouth, captain."