: 1181, five products fairy

Stop.

The fairy tales of the black flames flashed with the black flames. [The sorcerer] The leader of the advance team, Zao Wou-Ki, with a cold smile in his eyes.
He looked at Xiao Ji, who was rushing, and slammed the fingers of the morning glory.
Suddenly, there was a black flame between the little girl's neck, as if it were a black viper, entangled and horrible.
"what……"
The little flower demon can't help but make a low-pitched voice.
The sweat instantly rushed from the back of her forehead like a flowing water, wet the green dress, under the white skin outside, there was a dark cyan vascular bulge, and the fingers were straight and straight.
It can be seen what kind of pain is endured.
Xiaoji suddenly stopped at ten meters.
Its heart, as if it was suddenly, was smashed.
"Let her go."
Xiaojiu squatted, revealing white teeth, bowing his head and slightly hindered limbs.
This is a prelude to launching an attack.
"Do you think that's possible?"
In the depths of Zhao Wuji’s eyes, he flashed a touch of color that was extremely difficult to detect, and he sighed with relief.
The bet is right.
When he saw the moment of the small nine stop, he knew that his choice was gambling.
This fierce and unparalleled beast is enough to put the immortal on the ground to play the fairy and beast, and it really cares about this little morning glory.
I have grasped the soft underbelly of the fairy beast of this dog.
Then the next plan has a great probability to achieve.
"Back."
Zhao Wuji glared at the little flower demon, his face was gloomy.
Xiaojiu subconsciously stepped back two steps and said: "You... don't hurt her, we change one, right, exchange hostages, I let this person, you give me the little Linger, how? It’s fair.

He stepped on Nangongchang under his foot and dialed it forward to show his sincerity.
Nan Gongchang finally got a sigh of relief.
If he can't die, he certainly won't die.
It’s better to die than to live.
Husband, can bend and stretch, be played by the dog as a ball, when the sandbags are lost, what is the knife on the thigh, what is the point of disgrace.
This fairy is a humiliating burden.
However, in the next moment, the hope of Nangong Chang’s fullness suddenly became cold and boneless.
Because Zhao Wuji faintly said: "This waste is dead or alive, what does it have to do with me?"
He rejected the proposal of Xiaojiu to exchange hostages without considering it.
Ding.
A light silver collar was left in front of Xiao Jiu.
"When I put it on, I will spare this little morning glory, otherwise..." In the words threatened by Zao Wou-ki, the black magical flames screamed, the face of the little demon, the neck, the wrists and the ankles. There are black flame patterns appearing, it seems to be poisonous tattoos.
The flower demon smashed his teeth.
She resisted the pain and did not make a scream of mercy.
But the trembling body limbs is enough to show what kind of pain she is suffering at this time.
Morning glory belongs to the wood line spirit, the most afraid of fire.
Under the burning of the fairy fire, the pain can be said to be deep into the soul.
On the skin of the flower demon, the horrible sound of sizzling and rotten, and the blue smoke emerged.
Xiaojiu’s eyes are red.
It stared at Zhao Wuji and roared: "I said, don't hurt her."
Zhao Wuji smirked and laughed.
He raised his hand directly.
laugh!
The right arm of the flower demon is directly smashed.
The dark green blood is sprayed out.
The broken arm fell to the ground, and the aura leaked out, turning into a green morning glory rattan, and then stained with black magic flame, quickly withered and turned into ashes.
"Oh... um."
The flower demon stretched out his body and tears flowed into his eyes.
The intense pain made her cry out of control.
But she resisted without making a sound, did not ask for mercy, and did not ask Xiaojiu brother to save her.
Even don't open your face directly, no longer let Xiaoji see his face and see the pain and tears on his face.
Because when she saw the forbearance of Xiao Jiu’s angry expression, she suddenly realized that Xiaoji’s brother was very good to himself, not in the general sense.
I absolutely can't be the weapon of others to be a little brother at this time.
"you……"
Seeing the little flower demon hurt, Xiao Jiu’s anger almost made it crazy.
It forcibly suppresses its anger and keeps it calm.
The eyes fell on the things that Zhao Wuji people came over.
"What is this about you?"
Xiao Ji kicked the silver collar with his toes.
This thing makes it feel a strong uneasiness.
It has a hunch.
If you wear it yourself, I am afraid that it will fall into a state of annihilation.
"Of course it is a dog leash, what else can it be?"
Zhao Wu smiled a lot.
"When you wear it, you will become the most loyal dog around me. What do I say, you have to listen to it, like a slave, because it will control your mind and thoughts, huh, huh, wuji, oh, believe Even if your beast is fierce, you can’t afford it, hahaha."
This silver collar is a magic weapon.
Five products fairy.
It is just because it has no attacking power and defensive ability except for the control of the beast. Therefore, this five-character fairy has no name, but it is in the fairy world, and it is not precious.
Zhao Wuji also got this collar after accidentally killing a beastmaster of the fairyland.
However, he did not care at the time.
I only think that I will have the opportunity to refine this circle in the future, and to purify the three kinds of precious immortal golds such as [Bilang Xianjin], [Daluo Yinjing] and [Fairy Green Gold], which is also waste utilization, so Always carry it on your body.
Unexpectedly, it was a big use today.
When Zao Wou-Ki, as the secret observer in ‘One Ming and One Dark’, sneaked into the 艮 word channel and saw Nan Gongchang being played by Xiao Jiu Dang, he was almost scared.
Such a ferocious dog is terrible.
He wanted to sneak away at the time.
But then, when he suddenly remembered that his body, with a five-class fairy level beast collar, a bold idea suddenly occupied all his mind.
If you can take this dog as a war pet, then your own comprehensive combat power, is it not going straight?
It is in the entire magic sentiment that the status and the right to speak will be greatly enhanced.
So, he pressed the horror of his heart and stayed.
Who knows, he really found such an opportunity now.
At the beginning, Zao Wou-Ki actually squeezed a cold sweat.
He is betting.
Once Xiao Jiu didn’t care much about the little flower demon, he did it and died.
Fortunately, the bet is right.
"When you put it on, I will spare this morning glory."
Zhao Wuji faintly said: "My goal is just you, killing and killing her, it doesn't make much sense to me."
The small nine forelimbs will pick up the silver collar.
It fixedly looked at Zao Wou-Ki, and his eyes spurred in the air: "Why do I believe in you? In case I wear it, what do you do to harm the Linger girl?"
Zhao Wuji smiled lightly.
He raised his hand with a black knife.
brush.
The other arm of the flower demon was taken off.
The little girl’s throat screamed like a dead beast, but it was pressed into her mouth and was not completely released. It was even more distressing and angry.
"You are not qualified to bargain."
Zhao Wuji smiled coldly.
"I have dozens of sounds. If you haven't put on the collar yet, then I will directly use the magical black fire to burn the essence of this morning glory, so that it can be repaired, the wisdom collapses, and it becomes a new one. An ordinary plant, ten...nine..."
He is cruel and cold.
Xiao Jiu’s life has probably never encountered such a situation.
It can't tell for itself why it is so cherished for this morning glory.
This is clearly the first time two people are alone.
Before that, it was only in the hall of Taixuan Academy, I have seen it two or three times.
But now, watching the little flower demon break his arms, blood flowing, cold sweat soaked the green hair, the desperate and strong expression, the whole person is like a flower that is about to wither, the heart of Xiaojiu , like being held by something, it will be shattered.
In the past, all the multiple choice questions of Xiaojiu were about whether you could eat, eat now or eat tomorrow.
This time, this multiple-choice question has made it into a huge struggle and confusion.
"Seven...six...five..."
The sound of Zao Wou-ki’s countdown, like the urging of death, sounded clearly.
For the first time, Xiao Jiu seriously thought about the issue of life.
It is also the first time to worry about something that cannot be eaten.
"it is good."
Xiaojiu looked up and looked at Zao Wou-Ki and said, "I promise you."
He held a silver collar in his hands and slowly set it in his neck.
Many times, the key factor in making a decision is not in yourself.
It lies in the weight of others in your heart.
If Xiao Jiu’s heart has a Scorpio in his heart, if he is on the left and the Xiaohua demon is on the right, then this Scorpio must be tilted to the right without any reason.
Xiao Jiu feels that she is probably crazy.
But his movements did not hesitate.
Until when it was about to put the silver collar on the head, more than ten meters away, Zhao Wuji’s surprised and angry voice suddenly sounded: "You... assistant, what are you doing?"
Xiaojiu looked upconsciously.
Then he was sluggish like a sculpture.
The body of the little flower demon is rapidly withering, the spirituality of the body is madly disappearing, and the vitality is like the flood of flood discharge. The long green hair turns into a yellow silk vine, and the trunk is like a millennium old tree. And then quickly petrified...
There was a slight smile on her face.
One is not particularly beautiful, it can only be said to be a beautiful and delicate face.
Looking at Xiao Jiu, tears.
People of the spiritual family can choose their own life and death.
She did not want to be a weapon that the wicked threatened Xiaojiu's brother.
So she dispelled the aura and instantly went old.
"Do not……"
Xiaojiu roared and rushed past the lightning.
"No." Zhao Wuji screamed in horror, and at the same time he threw away the flower demon and turned and fled.
Without the hostages, he could not stand in front of Xiao Jiu.
Hey!
A dog's claw, shot in the back of Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji squirts blood, the body is broken, the bones are broken, the body is in the desert, and it can't move.
Xiao Jiuchong used to save the body of the little demon.
"Little nine brother, goodbye."
The little flower demon eyes shed the last tear and then died completely.
Xiao Ji stayed in place.
For a long time.
"what……"
It sent out a heartbreaking roar.
Then, like a volcanic eruption, Zhao Wuji rushed to the ground.
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