Chapter 725: Brother Xu

But the ghost master faintly felt that it was not right, and when he was guessing, the bright light suddenly appeared.
He suddenly understood what was wrong, and the evil thief could break even the long-lasting grievances, and vowed, what could be worth it.
Only then came the idea. The blaze of flames had burned into a sea of ​​flames, but it was Xu Yi.
It turned out that Shi Shicai's talk was only a delay. He knew very well that the old master of the ghost and the two did not have the foundation to build a bridge of trust between them.
Fortunately, as long as he worked hard at this time, when the ghost master was groaning, he had accumulated a long time of fire and fire.
The monstrous scourge came from the palms of the palms, gushing out, and the endless redness of the scourge suddenly gathered into a cloud of fire, covering Xia Zimo and the ghost master.
The surging shame exudes unparalleled power and coercion. Within a moment, the temperature rises within a hundred feet.
Only after the ghost master pierced Xu Yi's deceit, Huoyun burned. At this moment, he didn't even have time to think, and a subconscious ray of soul rushed out of Beichen's body.
He just regretted it, and he regretted it, his heart was very dark, and he was about to re-enter. A fire was rushing into the faint black gas that his ghost gathered.
This ray of shame was decades of penance, and he had previously lost a ray of pain, which made him feel heartbroken.
But he said that when he saw the raging fire in the sky, he would immerse Xia Zimo and Beichen. The scorching high temperature had turned the black hair of Xia Zimo into scorching yellow, but Beichen, in a state of chaos, was invaded by this solitary ray The sequelae of the attached body subsided quickly.
However, it was said that the evil spirit wanted to touch the two of them, and Huo Ran disappeared out of thin air, but it was Xu Yi who urged Xingyidou to turn his magic and forcibly absorbed.
He used words to confuse the ghost master, suddenly attacked, and urged him to leave the body with an indomitable momentum, which was forcing the ghost master to leave.
If the ghost master's mind is condensed, Xu Yi knows that the probability of this trick working is extremely low.
But at that time, when the ghost master moved out of his mind, and even when Xu Yihuo's evil spirit left the body, the ghost master only pierced the loophole in Xuyi's words by virtue of this red and bright evil spirit's derivative inspiration.
At this point, it was already a matter of time, and the ghost master had no more calculations and had no time to respond.
Just like the descent of the sky, the first reaction of a man is coming, even if he avoids it.
The evil spirit of the fire lord is the nemesis of the ghost master's corpse. The overwhelming evil spirit strikes, unlike the big rock that fell from the sky, the ghost master escapes subconsciously.
Xu Yi's strategy was sold, and his heart breathed a long sigh of relief. He promptly urged the star-shifting bucket to turn his magical power, and instantly absorbed the exhausted shame and absorbed it.
However, he said that the ghost's ghost was out of the body, Beichen lost control, and his consciousness would be restored. He suddenly let go, and Xia Zimo lost control and had to fall.
Xu Yi arrived in time, stopped Xia Zimo's waist and pressed it subconsciously on her Dazhui acupoint. A warm force was sent in, and Xia Zimo woke up.
Waking up, Xia Zimo was panicked, and consciousness suddenly returned to Jiru as she was captured. Sadness quickly filled the atrium.
Xia Zimo could not have imagined that her respectful teacher-like father, Jiru, would suddenly strike her.
She shoved Xu Yi sharply and turned to look around. At first glance, Beichen was holding the black dagger and stabbing towards Xu Yi.
It turned out that when she was subconsciously awakened by Xu Yi, Bei Chen's consciousness was finally restored.
Repeatedly being detained by the soul and losing control of his body, Beichen was shocked and angry, making him extremely insecure.
The feeling that the body was taken away and the soul imprisoned, he vowed that he would never taste it again in this life, and subconsciously tightened the short sword in his palm, then he would be calm, and saw Xu Yi pounce on Xia Zimo.
Furious and furious, Beichen immediately let Beichen forget his fear of Xu Yi, and tightened his sword to stab toward Xu Yi.
Long storytelling, in fact, Xu Yi grabbed Xia Zimo's urging force, and Xia Zimo pushed him away, and Bei Chen's sword stabbed at almost the same time.
The three were very close to each other, and Xu Yiquan was on Xia Zimo's mind. The perception was captured. He was about to start with Bei Chen, but his body was pushed sharply by Xia Zimo. Then, the screaming shouted from his mouth. The cry made the scalp numb.
But when Beichen's sword was inserted straight into Xia Zimo's chest, there was no sword handle, only a trace of pale blue blood leaked out, and it was completely frozen by the frosty air emitted by Wujian.
Xu Yi's eyes were completely blank, and blood and tears poured out, holding Xia Zimo, pinching Beichen's neck and lifting him up. He was really reluctant to kill the person. hate.
"Don't ..."
A snow-white to pale jade arm rested on his arm, his tentacles cold.
Xu Yi looked at Xia Zimo helplessly, and tears kept flowing from his eyes.
His heart was full of regret, and he wished to strangle himself.
I knew today that what he had to do to keep Xia Zimo in nine places was to try to make Xia Zimo unsolvable, sad, and even painful, and it would be better to force her away.
He even regretted why he had to be cheap, to give Xia Zimo the power to help her wake up, and if she didn't wake up, there would be no tragedy today.
His painful heart was about to crack, and his slender face was covered with terrible blue tendons. He hurriedly took out a lot of elixir and stuffed it into Xia Zimo's mouth.
Xia Zimo swallowed hard, his face paled, "... Xu ... brother, my name is ... call you brother Xu ... I don't know ... why are you so good to me ... I also … I do n’t know why I always feel that… I ’m very familiar with you… Maybe we ’ve known each other in the past, thank you… Thank you for everything you have done for me…

"If ... if you are really good to me ... let go of Brother Chen, no ... don't blame him ...!"
Intermittently, Xia Zimo raised his hand and exhausted his last strength, resting on his big hand holding Beichen and asking him to let go.
"Roar!"
Xu Yi lifted his wrath, grabbed Beichen, raised her divine power, raised her hand and gave it away, "Go!"
Beichen was so frivolous that he was thrown away from the distance and seemed to fall into the clouds.
"Chen ... brother ..."
Xia Zimo struggled violently, and immediately coughed heavily. The pale blue color covered his mouth, and then he tried to struggle. Suddenly there was a warm wetness on his face, and he looked up, holding her Xu Yi eyes and it was a Potential.
Her heart was cramped, and her head came back with severe pain, which wrinkled her pale jade face.
Seeing her painful appearance, Xu Yi felt the pain in his heart, which made him crazy.
He didn't dare to pull the sword. The sword was in the heart. He didn't dare to send medicine any more. The medicine he sent was enough to make ordinary people explode.
Suddenly, he thought of the ghost master, this weird frosty sword was from the hand of the ghost master, and the old ghost had a way.
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