"Let's go!" Before Ouyang Xiasha could reply, the magician first gave a low drink. Then, before the people of Xiahou's family could react, he threw a piece of smoke bomb at Ouyang Xiasha. Just now, while speaking to Ouyang Xiasha, he took advantage of the escape magic weapon smoke bomb. Then he took the rest of the magicians and grasped Ouyang Xiasha. Their sight was ignored He was afraid that if he delayed for another second, they would all be destroyed, because Ouyang Xiasha's breath was too terrible.

Although the face of this demon Xiu was like that he didn't put Ouyang Xiasha in his eyes before, in fact, God knows how scared he was in his heart. The calm when he said that to her was just pretending to be calm and trying to seize the time to gamble while delaying time.

At present, it seems that he has a good chance of winning the bet. As long as he sticks to the distance of 1000 meters and breaks away from the inner circle of the demon forest, he can really relax and confirm that he really won the bet. At the thought of this, the corner of the mouth of the demon Xiu can't help picking up.

"Have you been allowed to leave by my lord?" But reason is plump, but reality is the backbone. Before the magician could put away his smile, Ouyang Xiasha's voice, which made him scared, suddenly came from behind them.

Instinctively, while they were running away, they turned their heads and wanted to see how far away the voice that frightened them was from them. Then they saw a very strange scene. Ouyang Xiasha's body didn't move, but two of them were longer than the three foot snow silk on Ouyang Xiasha's hand before Snow Ling, like long eyes, rushes towards the direction of their escape and pursues them together. No matter how they change their direction, they can't get rid of it. Ignoring them, they rush to their bodies and block their escape.

With the flying attack of chasing Xueling again and again, these evil practitioners who were already in a mess had already lost half of their lives. At this time, these evil practitioners knew how much they had overstepped themselves before and how abnormal the master of Xueling was, because so many of them joined forces to connect her with a piece of snow Ling can't cope with it, and she's in such a mess. It's because her other snow Ling didn't take part in it, let alone she did it herself. They even have the illusion that this snow Ling didn't do her best. She's just teasing them with entertainment and mischievous revenge. If she can, this snow Ling can They were defeated in one blow. Although this idea is a bit shocking, how can a snow silk have its own thoughts like a human? But I don't know why, but the more they think about it, the more they think about it, the more sure they are.

It has to be said that in fact, these two pieces of snow silk have their own ideas? Don't be surprised, the Holy Spirit has its own soul. What's so strange? For example, Ouyang Xiasha's life weapon "sacrifice soul fan" also has its own unique soul, but this cultivation interface has been sealed and suppressed for too long. Many of the abilities that can be achieved before have already become a realm that no one can reach because of the limitation. As time goes on, these long-term untouchable information has been abandoned, they don't know I haven't seen it, and there's nothing strange about it.

"Little three, little four, are you afraid of death?" He stroked his chest and looked thoughtfully at the situation they were facing at this time. A moment later, the former demon Xiu, who was preparing to run away with the others, suddenly seemed to have made up his mind. His tone was heavy and he asked the two people around him.

"Second brother, who is not afraid of death? In particular, we are even more afraid of death. Otherwise, how could we have embarked on the road of demon cultivation that was easy to break through because we wanted to prolong our life and live a few more years? But we know that today, we kicked this dead girl on this stone slab, encountered such a hard stubble, waiting for our final end, in addition to the dead end, there is really no other choice, fear or not, in fact, there is no difference, right? But second brother, you mean, we know that it's a dead end anyway. It's not in vain for them to call us brother. Maybe in the future, in the underworld under the nine springs, we can see them escape from heaven and find their master to avenge us! " As for the question of the magician, the one who was called to the name held the wound and fell beside the magician. The man who was called Lao San was honest. He was afraid of death. It seemed that there was nothing to deny. There was no cover for the doubt of asking the magician. No matter what he had asked or was about to ask, but he had no time to ask, as long as it was the old man Three thought of, then all unreservedly answered, indicated own thought and the standpoint, but always few words, in this demon Xiu side's another person, namely they call old four, then expressed approval and nodded, although did not open mouth, but his face serious, in the eyes serious, actually indicated that he did not have the joke meaning.

"Xiao San, Xiao Si, I'm sorry!" After hearing Xiao San's sincere reply and seeing Xiao Si's firm eyes, the demon Xiu, who was called the second brother by them, could not say anything else except his guilty apology. Because this apology is not an artificial speech, but a real apology from the heart, an elder brother's apology to his younger brother, a friend's apology to his best friend, I'm sorry that he dragged them into the water, I'm sorry that he let them go to death, I'm sorry that he gave others a chance to live