Chapter 892: Xiao Xi injured

Chapter 892 Xiao Xi injured
On the other hand, under the light support of the three shrine guards, Xiao Xi walked down the altar step by step and walked to an open space not far away. A shrine maid stepped forward and offered a cup of tea, Xiao Xiduan The teacup was lightly sipped, and the pale complexion looked a little better.
Another maid came forward and presented a clear, warm water. Xiao Xi put down the teacup and reached into the warm water, slowly and rationally.
"The big sacrifice." The cheerful call suddenly sounded, and a light white figure cleverly slammed the guardian's cordon, and ran to Xiaoxi in front of him, black skin, long and slender eyes, slightly rough face. It’s Qian Jinzhu, she looks at Xiao Xi, her eyes are gleaming:
The big sacrifice, you just been on the altar, just like the gods, Jinzhu is good to worship you...

Xiao Xi’s eyes narrowed, as if she hadn’t heard her words, she still swayed the warm water, and the slow-moving net began.
Qian Jinzhu did not care, his eyes gleaming: "The big sacrifice, the people in the shrine, will you practice the law?"
"Is it a god, you can learn to be a god..."
"Is the Jingu still accepting people?"
"Can I enter the shrine? I am going to Jinshan and Yinshan to ensure that the fairy tales of the shrine are fluttering and magnificent, just like in the nine days..."
Qian Jinzhu asked for the enthusiasm, but she was able to answer her. The maids served the end tea of ​​the tea and the end basin of the water basin. They seriously took care of each other and did not look at her.
The guards had already dispersed, and Xiao Xi also finished his hand and took the white cotton pad handed by the maid, elegantly wiping...
Looking at her side, she did not see her in the eyes of Xiao Xi. Qian Jinzhu’s grievances pouted. She had lowered her posture and tried to please him. How could he ignore her? ? Isn't her talking very boring?
Qian Jinzhu frowned and his eyes suddenly flashed a golden light. She looked at it and saw a golden pole stick leaning on the step not far away, reflecting a little golden light in the sunlight, hehe, Isn't that the guard of the shrine, the poles held by the maids? How did you get there?
Qian Jinzhu was curious in his heart. When he stepped forward, he smashed the pole and watched it carefully. He saw that the pole was golden, and the top of the eagle was carved with a beautiful fox head, like a fox-headed cane: she saw more of the pole. But she was the first to see the fox head, especially, the fox head stick carving is as vivid as a real fox...
Qian Jinzhu’s heart praised him. I don’t know if I stretched out my hand and touched the fox head on the pole. I didn’t want to, when she touched the fox’s eyes, the 'brush’ sticked out under the pole. The long blade, the sharp blade reflects the coldness of the cold in the sun...
Qian Jinzhu suddenly opened his eyes, what is going on? How do you stick out the blade on the pole? Is this pole not an ordinary pole, but a weapon that hides the weapon? Hey, the shrine is not a shrine, but he has come up with such a hidden weapon law, Gaoming, Gaoming...
Qian Jinzhu’s heart was joyful, holding the pole of the handle, waving two times in the east, waving two times in the west, waving twice in the south, waving twice in the north, waving her cold in front of her eyes, and she was almost unable to see where the sharp edge was. Her wrist is a bit sour, but she doesn't want to stop when she is excited. She is eager to sway around, and finally get the unique weapons of the Jingu. It is not a waste of a few strokes...
"What are you doing?" A cold inquiring voice suddenly sounded after himself. Qian Jinzhu grinned: "Swing a knife, swing a sword, can't you see it?" Carelessly answered, she turned to look at the present, in her hand The pole of the pole also swung over, only to hear the sound of '嗤', the pole stick stabbed the coming person...
"The Great Sacrifice..." A panic crying through the clouds and resounding through the clouds.
Qian Jinzhu was sober, and looked up little by little, only to see that the sharp blade in her hand was stabbing on Xiao Xi’s chest, and the red blood of the red dyed the white sacrificial robe...
Qian Jinzhu only felt a bang, his mind glimpsed, what is going on? How did she stab the shrine? Her hands trembled, she pulled off her pole, and a bloodline splashed. Xiao Xi’s slender body slowly fell down...
"The big sacrifice!" The two shrine guards jumped over and reached out and caught Xiao Xi.
The little fox that followed came angry, and the fierce and fierce rushed to Qian Jinzhu, and she threw her to the ground. The furry little paws scratched and scratched toward Qian Jinzhu: "Hey!" You dare to harm my master. I shot you dead...
Qian Jinzhu’s gorgeous hairpins were all smashed to the ground, and the delicate hair was also pulled into a tangled chicken coop. She ignored it and struggled indiscriminately. She hurriedly said:
I didn’t mean it, no. Keep my business..."
Not far from Murong Xue, the Magic Moon was also alarmed and hurriedly ran over.
Looking at the eyes closed, Xiao Xi, who was infected with blood, Murong Xue frowned slightly: "How is this going?" Xiao Xi's technique is high, how can he be stabbed by Qian Jinzhu, a person who does not understand martial arts? Up...
"The method of casting a spell requires the consumption of mana. The great sacrifice has been applied for nearly two hours. The whole body is almost exhausted. Now he is extremely weak. Anyone who comes to a martial art can kill him. Although Jinzhu does not understand martial arts, she does not prepare for the big sacrifices. The thorns sacrifice a sword, and the big sacrifices can't be avoided..." The moon is low, saying, take a bottle of hemostatic powder from the sleeves. Carefully, I fell on the wound of Xiao Xi.
Murong Xue nodded and understood Xiao Xi's gaze, and a little more admiration.
Qian Jinzhu is an urgent explanation: "I don't know that the big sacrifice will be weak after casting, and I don't know that the big sacrifice will stand behind me. I didn't mean to stab him. Things can't blame me..."
The magic moon ignored her, and she sprinkled powder from the wounds of Xiao Xi.
The people standing next to them were angry, and they rushed over and rushed to the money Jinzhu: "You seriously injured the big sacrifice, but dare to say that you are embarrassed..."
"That is, even if you didn't mean it, you also hurt the big sacrifice. This is the fact that you can't erase it..."
"That is, the great sacrifices exhausted the mana, and purify the filth for our Jincheng. You are not grateful to others, but also seriously hurt him. The shameless villain who will report the enemy should be taught..."
The three-storey, three-storey, and indignation-filled lessons of Qian Jinzhu, Qian Jinzhu’s painful cry, and resentment came and gone, Murong Xue turned a deaf ear and looked at Xiao Xi’s wounds for a moment. See the layer of hemostatic powder spilled on the wound, but the blood is still flowing...
Murong Xue frowned slightly: "The saint, your hemostatic powder, seems to stop the blood..."
(End of this chapter)