Chapter 293

Gu Mian ink lips slightly hook, reluctantly pull out a smile: "have you this words, enough."

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, took out a few silver needles from the Xuanwen bracelet and stabbed them into his different acupoints.

"Don't say what's enough, uncle Huang. Don't say such silly words. If the people in the snow hall come after them, even if I can't beat them, I'll try to trick them away. I won't let them hurt you!"

Her tone was tough and firm.

Now her only worry is her brother

Gu Mian Mo couldn't help laughing and didn't speak.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps.

"Someone's coming!" Mo Qingge immediately raised her vigilance, and the Xuanwen bracelet was ready to go.

"Don't worry..." Gu mianmo gently grabbed her little hand, "it's... They're coming."

"Master!"

"Qingge!"

Words fall, Xuanli and ink star sink to catch up.

"Brother in law, are you ok?" Ink star sink show eyebrow tiny Cu, concern asks a way.

If Gu mianmo had not appeared, he would have died in the hands of the emperor.

In a word, my brother-in-law really regards him as his family.

"What do you call me?" Gu Mian ink lips slightly hook, but the focus is very unique.

"I..." Mo Xingchen was blocked by him for a moment.

At this juncture, can his focus be normal.

Gu Yinmo said with a noncommittal smile and no more nonsense: "listen, I leave breath for you to catch up, but in this way... Their people will catch up soon, so... We have to leave here as soon as possible!"

Mo Qingge nodded and motioned him to continue.

Gu Mo's finger bone curls up slightly, and the dark force of Sen Leng condenses the palm. His long white hand trembles slightly.

"Do you want to form a teleportation array?" Mo Qingge seems to see one or two, some worry.

Wheezing——

The words fall, the Xuan force of Gu Mian Mo's palm interrupts, a mouthful of blood gushes out.

He didn't know that he was so weak that he couldn't even form a teleportation matrix.

"Uncle Huang, don't move. I'll come." Mo Qingge quickly holds his body and blurts out.

"Song er... Can also transmit XuanZhen?" In his deep eyes, there was a little surprise.

"No... No."

Gu Yumo: "I'm not sure."

"I can try." Mo Qingge didn't want to give up so easily, "anyway, I'm also a XuanZhen master."

The mental method of transmitting the mysterious array is recorded in the atlas of the mysterious array left by her mother. Although she has studied it, all the mental methods are rare writings left from ancient times, which she can't understand or understand.

But now, at this juncture, she can only try hard.

So, Mo Qingge's finger bones curled tightly, warm Xuanli poured into his palm, closed his eyes, and carefully recalled those "astronomy" in his mind.

Xuanli and Moxing are looking at each other, with a muddled face.

What is his sister doing?

Mo Qingge constantly recalled the "astronomy" mental method, anxious, small hands are shaking.

Gu Mian Mo could not help but slightly hook his lips, but said: "wrong, come here, uncle Huang taught you."

Mo Qingge

Uncle Huang, you didn't say that earlier.

Open eyes, the next second, Gu Mian Mo gently hold her hand.

The cold temperature is piercing and sinister.

Through her fingertips, a series of mental skills are introduced into her heart. Mo Qingge's eyes close slightly and carefully understands the mental skills that have just entered her mind.

This mental method is not too difficult, just because she doesn't know those "astronomy", she doesn't understand it all the time.

But Uncle Huang gave her such a "translation", she probably understood a little.

Gu Yinmo's Xuanli was getting weaker and weaker. Just as the mental method was about to be taught, Xuanli stopped suddenly.

"Uncle Huang?"

Mo Qingge suddenly opened his eyes, and he was unconscious.

"Uncle Huang, you..." Mo Qingge hugged his cold, iron body and wanted to cry without tears. "You should teach the mental method and then..."

XuanZhen is originally an enigmatic magic. A complete set of mental skills can not be performed even if one or two words are missing.

At present, the mental method of transmitting the mysterious array is in her mind. She is missing several sections. Isn't it embarrassing her?

"Qingge, do you remember the mental method?" Ink star sinks light to ask a way.

"Remember is remember, but not complete..." Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, want to cry.

"Try it first." Xuanli said, "I heard the wind. They are coming. We have to leave quickly!"

"Well."

Mo Qingge nodded and sighed.

Just give it a try. Maybe there's still a chance of life. If they wait to die, they will die!

So, she closed her eyes, Xuanli condensed and moved her palm, drawing a white light in the air, and the aperture gradually became stronger.

Xuanli and moxingchen hold their breath and stare at the newly condensed XuanZhen without saying a word. Their heart is still hanging.

However, up to now, they can only believe in Mo Qingge.

Silver white aperture, constantly around the body, climbing, spread, gathered into a mysterious array, slowly surrounded them.

The ink star sinks in the eye son, peep out a little hope.

Is this going to work?

However, the mysterious power of Mo Qingge's whole body suddenly stopped, and did not continue to rise and fluctuate.

"What's the matter, master?" Xuanli asked with concern.

Mo Qingge shook his head: "I don't know the last mental method."

"Just follow your own understanding." Mo Xingshen reminds me.

At present, there is not much time to think.

Those footsteps, more and more close, I'm afraid they will soon catch up.

If you start, you'll only get entangled.

"Well."

Mo Qingge can only harden his head, and then he doesn't think much about it. According to his own understanding, he quickly ends the transmission of Xuan array.

The most important thing is the destination of transmission, which is also the essence of transmission.

If the destination is wrong, then the whole mysterious array will be abandoned. Therefore, when locking the destination, she must not neglect half of it.

Wheezing——

The halo spread slowly, and a slight vibration sounded in my ear. The transmission of the mysterious array seemed to be about to start.

"Qingge, are you ready?" Mo Xingshen asked eagerly, "they are coming!"

Looking at that group of light, Mo Xingshen also has a blank face.

He had seen the transmission of XuanZhen, are light convergence, very secret, after all, this technique should not be high-profile.

In front of such a high-profile XuanZhen, I'm afraid it will attract people every minute!

"I think so." Mo Qingge's tone, no base, "come near, we're leaving!"

"Good."

At this time, the overwhelming pursuit also happened to come: "quick, the demon emperor is in front, catch him!"

"Stop the teleportation, we can't let them run away!"

"Yes

War, one after another out of the sheath, the frenzied palm rush.