On the other side, Wuhun was already dumbfounded, watching Han Xiaodong tear Feilong Jiuhuan in half, he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

"What did you just say? Can this thing kill you?" Han Xiaodong tore Jiuhuan apart, only then remembered what Wuhun said just now, and turned to ask her.

"En." Wuhun nodded subconsciously.

But looking at the blood, internal organs, and Jiu Huan, who was still twitching on the ground, he hesitated in his tone: "However, it's not easy to tear it up like this."

Han Xiaodong also took a look at Jiuhuan, with a stern voice in his voice, he asked viciously, "What does it mean that it can't be killed? Could it still survive if it's chopped like this?"

Wuhun was silent for a while, and then explained: "Jiuhuan is a special monster, very rare, its reproductive ability is very poor, but relatively, its vitality is very tenacious, even if it is injured, it can repair itself , so ordinary damage is meaningless to it, but you are tearing it into pieces now, if it wants to repair itself, I'm afraid..."

Snapped!
Before Wuhun finished speaking, there was a crisp sound in his ears, Han Xiaodong stomped Jiuhuan's head to pieces, looked at the crumbs all over the floor, rubbed the brains on his shoes, Face domineeringly asked: "Can it be repaired this time?"

"Um……"

Before Wuhun could speak, a ball of green fire burned instantly on Jiuhuan's body.

The flying dragon, which was just twitching just now, immediately twisted its body madly in pain. Seeing this scene, Wuhun couldn't help sighing. It seems that the dead mantis was killed. It really stimulated this person who usually looks good-tempered My boy, now that this mighty monster has been reduced to the point where his bones are ashes, it's sad to think about it.

After burning for about three or four minutes, the green fire slowly extinguished, and Jiu Huan's body finally stopped moving. Being able to kill this monster so thoroughly, Wuhun had to give Han Xiaodong a thumbs up for his means and imagination.

Seeing that Jiuhuan was really dead this time, Wuhun remembered Han Xiaodong's injury: "Are your injuries okay?"

"It's nothing serious, I can't die." Although the culprit who killed the undead praying mantis had been turned into a mass of coke, Han Xiaodong didn't seem to calm down, and his tone was still hostile.

The two were silent for a while, and he finally asked a key question: "What's the matter with that thing? Why did it attack us when we came?"

Wuhun paused for a moment, although he guessed what the guy in front of him was thinking, he still sighed and said truthfully:

"Wugui Lingmei, Jiuhuan is a fighting beast of the Spirit Race. It is here to ambush those who are going to kill the Devil Mountain. It seems that the battle to capture the Scepter should have been made public, otherwise they would not let go. Such a ruthless thing is blocking the road here."

"Lingzu, good, good, good!" Han Xiaodong gritted his teeth and said three good things, obviously remembering this grudge.

This made Wuhun sigh in her heart. She really didn't expect that this carefree kid would hold grudges like this, but that's fine. If they don't have a little temper, I'm afraid they will be in trouble this time. Now I just pray that this The guy wouldn't spoil his master's affairs just for revenge.

Han Xiaodong seemed to see Wuhun's thoughts, waved his hands and said, "Don't worry, we won't delay the business."

As he said that, he was about to walk in the direction of Killing Demon Mountain, but Wuhun stopped him:

"Wait, Jiuhuan is very rare. Now that you kill it, you can call its undead for your own use. This will be of great help to us."

This is a very reasonable suggestion. Jiuhuan's ability is much stronger than the undead in Han Xiaodong's hands. If he can bring such a undead, it will naturally help Han Xiaodong even more.

Unexpectedly, after listening to this suggestion, Han Xiaodong turned around and spat at Jiuhuan's burnt ashes: "Bah! I don't want the dead spirit of this shameless thing, look at it. I'm going to be angry, without it, I can get back the magic scepter!"

After speaking, he walked forward without looking back.

Wuhun was speechless for a while. It seems that this guy is really narrow-minded. Just because Jiuhuan killed his praying mantis, he hated this guy so much that he didn't even want the cheap things in front of him. I don't know if it's good or bad.

Fortunately, Han Xiaodong is now blessed with the power of the witch god. Just now he tore Jiuhuan with his ghostly hands, which really shocked her to the extreme.

One must know that sometimes even witch envoys would not be willing to provoke such a rare fighting beast, but now Han Xiaodong was so easily torn alive, this power is really astonishing.

Following Han Xiaodong back to the junction, Han Xiaodong stopped and did not move on. Instead, he buried the undead praying mantis first, and then erected a monument.

Seeing all this in the eyes of Wuhun, it is really worrying. Now the Killing Devil Mountain is in front of him, and Han Xiaodong has not much time left. The magic staff may fall into the hands of others at any time, but he doesn't seem to care at all. , and the mood to meticulously build a grave for a necromancer over there, no matter how you look at it, it's a sign that you can't tell the difference.

Wuhun is not talkative at all, and since Han Xiaodong represents the witch god at this time, it is even more difficult for her to say anything.

I could only watch this guy finish all this, and then urged: "Let's go, our time is limited, and there is still a lot of road ahead."

Han Xiaodong glanced at the tombstone, bowed again, and then continued to set off again with Wuhun.

The two walked in silence for a while, and Han Xiaodong suddenly asked, "Do you think everything I do is superfluous?"

Wuhun was taken aback by the question. She really thought so in her heart, but she didn't say it out loud. Now that Han Xiaodong asked this question herself, it would be meaningless if she denied it.

"That's right, I think the divine scepter is the most important thing now, whether it's Jiuhuan or the necromantic praying mantis, if it's dead, it's dead, it doesn't make any sense.

This world never cares about a dead guy, whether it is a god or a ghost, everyone is desperately living, so, only doing things that are meaningful to the living is the most important thing. "

Wuhun expressed his point of view unceremoniously, with the meaning of disapproving Han Xiaodong in his words.

But Han Xiaodong smiled miserably, looked at the Demon Killing Mountain in the distance, and said softly with a touch of melancholy in his tone:

"Those who are alive are my enemies, but those who are dead are my friends. To me, my friend is more important than my enemy, so even if he is dead, I am more willing to spend more time on it."

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