Chapter 473: White Jiao

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The endless abyss, the unknown land, the red clothes rise and fall unconsciously, more than a month has passed.
The bizarre and spooky ground is full of corpses, and occasionally the flying bird falls, and can no longer spread its wings, only to wait for death to come.
Not far away, the white mist filled, the blood was flowing, the demon respected the wound, and was also unconscious.
Mo Qingbai's sudden blow destroyed the majority of the demon's heart, and reluctantly relied on the last remaining power to cast alien spells and return to the place where the original Jiao was originally.
Above nine days, Hanyue was shining brightly. White Jiao first woke up and barely got up, just about to step forward. Suddenly, he was staggering under his feet and another vomit of blood.
The white mist gradually dispersed, revealing a pair of eyes like stars. White Jiao waved his hand. In the distance, a hat next to a deceased person flew over and carried it on his head. The falling black gauze covered his eyes and face.
At the next moment, the white mist disappeared, revealing the blue-and-white Chinese clothing, the demon supreme supreme, also like a phoenix, disgusted by the greedy humanity, and did not want anyone to see its appearance.
In front, the red clothing is ups and downs, and has not been dropped by the inexplicable force.
White Jiao stepped forward and raised his hand to charge the source of the demon clan.
As the crisis approached, Jianyi protected his body, slashed, and cut off a ray of clothing.
"Yep?"
Bai Jiao whispered in his mouth, and gathered few real elements left on his palm, trying to forcibly break through the sword of the former body protection.
At this moment, the red dress opened his eyes, the bright sword light crossed, and shook the demon master's power.
There was a shock, and the two retreated together. White Jiao staggered and red again.
The eyes that look at each other are equally ruthless, one is instinct by nature, and the other is going through thousands of times. At this moment, they guard each other and dare not take any care.
"What's this place?" Ning Chen frowned slightly and began to feel that she was almost lost.
"The funeral stream," White Jiao said hoarsely.
"Do you want to kill me?" Ning Chen looked calm again.
"I can only go out after repairing the wound," Bai Jiao replied without killing his murderous intention.
"Unfortunately, you don't have this ability now"
After that, Ning Chen turned and walked towards the depths of the funeral stream. His cultivation practice was suppressed, and the demon lord was certainly not much better. Otherwise, he could not be alive now.
Nowadays, it is important to find a way out as soon as possible.
Bai Jiao followed behind quietly, waiting for the former to take care of it, preparing to win Fengyuan again.
Ning Chen didn't pay any attention. Although the deity could not help him, he also had a hard time killing the deity.
The high moon sheds a cold waterfall, there is no vital canyon, and there are bones everywhere.
Ning Chen walked for a long time, but had to stop temporarily, and sighed in his heart. This time, it was really troublesome.
This is indeed a Jedi with no way out. Both sides are steep cliffs, which are more than a thousand feet high. It is difficult to go up to the sky.
Two options, the first one is to give some Fengyuan to help the demon to repair the wound, and by the way pray that the deity will not kill him, and he is willing to take him out.
The second option is to climb up and pray to heaven so that there are no accidents and fall down halfway.
However, neither option seems to be reliable, and no matter which one you choose, you will only die faster.
The cold wind blew past, and the coldness was compelling. Ning Chen felt cold all over his body. After losing his cultivation practice, he once again clearly felt the coldness of the weather.
Not far away, the white jelly, which lost most of its strength, was equally uncomfortable. Although the snake liked the cold, it was also limited. The night in the valley was indeed too cold.
"Baba"
The sound of the friction of drilling wood sounded. Gradually, a plume of smoke came out of the dead wood, but a little sparking star was splashed.
"It's no harm to learn more"
Ning Chen sighed, and placed the found dry grass on the hole of the wood that was burning Mars, blowing a little, from time to time coughing and coughing a few times, quite embarrassed.
Not far away, White Jiao stunned, watching the former raise the fire, surprised.
In front of the fire, Ning Chen sat quietly, warming up while thinking about the way out.
He felt it. The power in him was lost every moment. It is estimated that in a few days, there will be no more left. It fell to this ghost place, which is really unlucky.
Bai Jiao stepped forward, without a word, immediately shot, with a very different power than before, at this moment, for Ning Chen whose power was suppressed, it was also a small pressure.
Ning Chen got up, pointed at Ningjian, and shook the demon king to hold his hand. After a loud noise, he stepped back several times.
White Jiao vomited red, Ning Chen was also uncomfortable, qi and blood churned, abnormal chest tightness.
After a palm, Bai Jiao stood beside the fire, but no longer shot.
Ning Chen frowned, first puzzled. After a moment, he realized that, weighing the pros and cons, he had to temporarily swallow the dumb loss, walked to a distance, and started a new fire again.
A demon in the supreme, a sword on the peak, at this moment, it was actually fighting for a pile of fire, really absurd.
On the first night, there was no one and they passed by safely.
Ning Chen was vigilant, and Bai Jiao was equally cautious. When he rested, he almost opened one eye and closed one eye. When there was wind and grass, he woke up immediately.
The next day, Ning Chen reluctantly summoned the sword of the king from Fengying, thinking about whether he should take the opportunity to kill the demon, and after thinking for a moment, he had to dispel the idea.
Their strength is not much different now, even if he can kill him, it is estimated that he is seriously injured. At this time, he is injured again, which is no different from finding death.
After seeing the former take out the sword, Bai Jiao was subconsciously farther away and became more cautious in his eyes.
All human beings are insidious and deceitful and must be careful.
"Boom"
When the sun was midday, the sky was overcast with clouds, and it was too late to respond. The downpour rain fell, extinguishing the fire left by the two, and the two former top powerhouses were also poured into the soup.
"I…"
The heart is as strong as Ningchen, and at this moment, he could not help but slang his mouth, and the house leaked in the middle of the night, before he found a way out, he froze to death first.
White Jiao had no choice but to wait and see what the cunning humans were doing.
Ning Chenli didn't even care about the idiots in the distance, and quickly found some dead branches and leaves on the cliff, tied them with dead vines, and built a simple shelter.
Seeing this, Bai Jiao stepped forward immediately, without saying a word, and wanted to fight again.
Ning Chen was furious, picked up the sword, and greeted him.
Facts have proved that the thin and dead camel is bigger than the horse, and the supreme power with little power left is also a little stronger than someone. Someone was run away and rained outside.
Bai Jiao sat on the stone in the rain shelter and watched the cunning human being in the rain.
On the day when the stream was buried, the woman's face said that it changed. After a quarter of an hour, the sky was raining again and the sky was clear, the sun was shining, and it was staggering.
Bai Jiao walked out of the shelter and drew a circle to declare his sovereignty.
Ning Chen put a on it and turned away.
He was able to see that the demon lord didn't understand human relations at all, let alone have any shame. He did everything based on demon nature and instinct. When he saw good things, he robbed them.
As the saying goes, robbers are not terrible, they are afraid that robbers have no culture and are unreasonable. What is more terrible is that he still can't beat him.
On the second night, the dead branches and leaves were all wet by the rain and could not make a fire. The two strong men on the top were froze all night with their big eyes and small eyes.
On the third day, the loss of power between the two was more serious, but the order of strength and weakness remained unchanged.
At night, Ning Chen made a fire, and then was run away.
On the fourth day, Jianzhong began to rain again, and the shelter was overturned, and both became ruined chickens.
Fortunately, a wild wolf fell off the cliff, and it was slammed by someone.
Although the congenital phoenix does not starve to death, it will always be warmer to eat something, and then it will have the strength to fight with a stranger and think about how to get out.
Facts have proved that when the fire rises again, a blame, as usual, comes over and robs.
"Slow down"
Ning Chen directly sent a stone trough from the back of the body, threatening, "If you come again, I will put the fire out"
Facing the threat of cunning mankind, Bai Jiao obviously hesitated, lingering for a long time, and was never able to make up his mind.
On this night, Ning Chen enjoyed the warmth of the campfire alone and roasted some wolf meat to eat. Her mood was infinitely good.
After the sun rose on the fifth day, Ning Chen took the fire, extinguished the bonfire, and secretly hid the wolf, and then continued to find a possible way out.
The north and south sides of the funeral stream are steep cliffs.
"Not here"
"Not here"
After searching for a whole day, Ning Chenyang's neck was sore. However, he still couldn't find a way to go out. The mountain is too steep, and the sky of the mountain stream is fickle. Big.
At sunset, Ning Chen went back, ready to raise fire, eat something, and walked to the place where the Tibetan wolf was hiding.
When the wolf was gone, there were only a few wolves of fur.
In the distance, there was a wolf beside Baijiao, holding a wooden stick in his hand.
It's a pity that I didn't know how long I drilled, and even the smoke did not come out.
Ning Chen walked twenty steps away, leaning against the mountain wall, the color of contempt on his face was unabashed.
"Robber, thief"
As the saying goes, the gentleman does not speak, so someone sneered.
White Jiao raised his head, his eyes blocked by the black yarn hanging from the hat flashed his anger, and the anger that was not on fire almost exploded.
"Can't light it? You can eat raw" Someone continued to sprinkle salt on the wound.
Bai Jiao couldn't bear it anymore, got up suddenly, and immediately went up to punish the despicable and shameless human in front of his eyes ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Ning Chen saw this, the hero did not eat the loss in front of him, and ran away.
The two chased and fled, and tossed for most of the hour, tired and bent straight to pant, almost lost their standing strength.
"Consult ... discuss something," Ning Chen said while panting.
"what's up"
Bai Jiao reluctantly straightened up, stepped back, vigilantly said.
"What's your attitude"
Ning Chen felt that his self-esteem was hurt, and despised extremely, "I am not interested in men, no, I am not interested in men, you split the wolf in half, I help you make a fire, if you do n’t agree, just eat raw"
Hearing the former's words, the white Jiao eyes were angry first, and immediately flashed through the struggle. After a long time, they nodded and said in a deep voice, "Okay"
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