
Xuan Jiliu took out a flying body and suddenly attached a bloody palm to the root that wrapped around Murongyan. Root seemed to know that there were good things to eat here, but it actually slowly loosened its grip on Murongyan, and came out and curled its head into Xuan Jiliu's palm.
Murong Yan did not know what was going on, he only felt that the pressure on his body seemed to be decreasing, and the space inside seemed larger and brighter.
But, how did this happen? According to the nature of this root urinary, it should not be! Suddenly, Murongyan's eyes widened, What did he see? He saw that the root that had originally just wrapped him turned red!
How did this happen? Murongyan moved his body in surprise. No, except for the one at his feet, he had no other banyan tree whiskers. This shows that nowhere else has been damaged by the whiskers of the banyan tree. So where's the blood from? Could it?
Thinking of a certain possibility, Murong Yan immediately got anxious and shouted: "Isn't that Xuan Jiliu?" He did not even notice it, his voice trembling without feeling.
"Little girl, don't be afraid. I'm fine!" Xuan Jiliu tried his best to control his voice, not making it tremble. In fact, his face was already very pale at the moment, and the loss of his blood made his head feel a little dizzy, but He still persisted, trying his best to make his voice look the same as usual, and continued.
"Can you move now? This king thinks that since this thing is wood, you should be afraid of fire. . If you can move now, get out quickly. Let the little phoenix try to burn it with pure fire!"
Xuan Jiliu's voice was very normal, normal as if they were just chatting face-to-face normally. Murongyan did not know what was going on for a while, but he did not know why, but there was an indescribable panic in his heart. It seems, What terrible things are happening in general.
Murong Yan bit his lips, tried his best to stabilize his mind, and shouted in a low voice: "Lore!"
Lore, kill with one punch. The banyan tree moustache seemed to know the power of this trick, Murong Yan's fists were everywhere, and the banyan tree whiskers were all retreating. While folding, Murongyan hurriedly walked out of the crack.
“Yaya, shoot!” As soon as he came out, Murongyan called out to Yaya according to Xuan Jiliu's statement.
Yaya initially played right with Xiaojin in the small world for nine days. At this moment, he was summoned by Murongyan. He doesn't even know what's going on. When he heard Murongyan's command, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of golden Fire.
Xuan Jiliu thought well. The banyan tree mustache is afraid of fire. When Tianfeng Yaya was burned by the actual flames, it suddenly became distorted. During that period, it also mixed with a very unpleasant smell and a burning smell, as if it did not burn the Tree, but it smelled like burning some animals in general.
The Heavenly Wind Fire Yaya was truly unusual. Just for a while, the original little fireball had swept across the entire altar at this moment. It won't be long before, I'm afraid that even the whiskers of the banyan trees around it and the big trees above it, all the banyan trees will be burnt to ashes.
However, at this moment, Murong Yan regretted it! He looked around in panic, but still did not see Xuan Jiliu!
Where the hell's he going?
“Xuan Jiliu, where are you?” Murong Yan could not bear to not shout loudly as an unprecedented panic. Several times, he wanted to rush into the sea of flames in front, but Yaya desperately pulled her collar behind.
This little man didn't look much, but his current strength was overwhelming, and Murong Yan could not break free.
“Go, if Xuan Jiliu dies, I will let you buried with him!” Murong was so angry that he couldn't help but his bright eyes were filled with red blood at the moment, and he turned his head back and looked at Yaya viciously.
Yaya is guilty. Never had seen such a great numbness and wanted to explain, but the face of a bird flushed red, but could not say it. That really made him angry.
He wanted to find Xuan Jiliu, he couldn't let him die!
"Little girl, are you still so enthusiastic? I like it so much!"
A joking male voice sounded above his head, Murong Yan raised his head suddenly and crashed into a pair of deep purple eyes.
This Xuan Jiliu!
At this moment, he was covered in blood, his hair was charred a lot, his clothes were torn, and he looked extremely embarrassing, but his smile was extremely bright, as if he was not injured at all, it was as if he was still with her in Taohualin So, his tone was playful and full of ambiguity.
“Xuan Jiliu, I hate you!” Murong Yan was startled for a moment, then plunged into Xuan Jiliu's embrace, hugged his sturdy waist tightly, and choked, “Why? Why are you so stupid?!”
Looking at the blood on his body, he knew that he had just used his blood to pull the banyan tree whiskers, which allowed him to escape.
What made her feel even more hurt was that she knew that she could barely get out now!
Murongyan, who had never shed a tear, buried his head in Xuan Jiliu's chest and cried silently. The helplessness and confusion he had just felt from not being able to find it all came out at this moment, making him unable to hold back for a while. Does he know how scared he is? He was so afraid that he would just disappear!
Fortunately, he came back. If he really died like this, he had no idea what he was going to do. He's never crazy, but he's not human when he's crazy!
“Little girl, it's not right for you to be like this, shouldn't you laugh happily when you see this king?” A warm touch came from his chest, and the purple color in Xuan Jiliu's eyes became deeper and deeper, like a beautiful gem.
He looked at Murongyan who was lying on his arm and refused to raise his head, he sighed in his heart, bowing, taking out a certain girl who had shrunk into a ball, and he was not, and walked out of the hall step by step.
She must have been scared!
If he could, he would rather tease her slowly than make her cry. Unexpectedly, she finally made him cry.
At this moment, the flames had spread throughout the hall, Xuan Jiliu hugged Murongyan and slowly moved forward in flames. The golden flames seemed to have been the background, and they seemed to be afraid of this man at this moment. Previously, one after another had provided a way for him.
The two returned to the passageway that entered the hall. At this moment, Murong Yan walked out of the loss and recovered, and suddenly felt flushed.
God, he's just..really crying! As a child witch who has worked hard since childhood and finally achieved abundant wealth, she adheres to the principle of blood and not tears.
Too bad!
Murongyan buried his head into Xuan Jiliu's embrace, what should I do if he didn't want to come out? He's gonna laugh at her, right?