After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job

"Boom--"

The ground under everyone's feet suddenly trembled.

In the pit dug by the gopher, the golden crow carved on the furnace wall of the golden crow bronze furnace gradually came to life, lifelike and lifelike, and the shrill phoenix cries resounded through the sky.

The bronze outer wall exudes a golden-red shimmer, as if a layer of flames is flowing on the surface, and the temperature in the tomb is rising steadily.

"Is the Yaowang's tomb about to collapse?"

"No, it's officially opened." Song Xi said calmly.

The ground shook even more violently, and the ground under his feet became softer, as if it had been melted by something.

Everyone's expression changed, and Song Xi couldn't help cursing inwardly.

She knew that Dog Day's runaway plot would come back sooner or later.

No, the original script specially arranged for Qiu Daoyuan to save the beauty from the sea of ​​flames came uninvited.

Only then did she understand why countless monks died in this plot.

After someone forcibly broke open the outer entrance of Yao Wang's Tomb, the group of trespassers who were trapped in the east and west side rooms would be burnt to ashes by the Golden Crow flames pouring in when the Yao King's Tomb was opened.

The temperature is getting higher and higher, and the ground under their feet is getting softer and burning.

For the sake of beauty, Qin Ya, who has always practiced barefoot, is even more hot on the spot.

Song Xi took out a defensive talisman and stuck it on the puppet, and threw it into the flames from a distance.

After less than five seconds, the defensive talisman broke and the puppet melted into fluid.

"..."

Everyone froze in place.

Although they didn't know what she threw in, the defensive talisman couldn't last for a few seconds.

If the mortal body is touched by the flames, it is estimated that it will be wiped out in ashes.

"Why are you standing still! Run!" Song Xi shouted at the disciples who were standing still.

Running is not active, thinking has problems.

She directly took out the small flying chair and the pair of claw puppets for massage.

The claws were too small to catch Wei Qinghuai, so they could only hold him under his armpit and fly him upwards.

"..."

Wei Qinghuai closed his eyes as if death was at home, this embarrassing and weird look.

Or kill him anyway.

With Wei Qinghuai's cover, Song Xi released a wisp of devilish energy from his palm, and rushed straight up the corridor leading directly to the ground in the small flying chair.

As soon as the little flying chair flew up the corridor, Shu Ziran's screams came from behind him.

"Ahhhhh! Brother Shioki save me! No! Dad! Dad save me!"

"I'm an alchemist, I can plan the ground, I can't fly! Help me, save me!!"

Song Xi, who likes to mention older children: "..."

Sure enough, she is a hard worker with a soft mouth and short hands.

"Take a breath-holding pill."

Shu Ziran counted on Song Xi to save her, although she was puzzled, she obediently followed suit.

Afterwards, he watched Song Xi tear off the red headband from his hair with one hand, and threw it over to tie it around his neck.

Then his feet were off the ground.

"..."

After all, he is a direct descendant of Shennongmen, this hanged ghost...

Forget it, survival matters.

Shu Ziran followed Wei Qinghuai's example and closed her eyes peacefully.

As long as he closes his eyes quickly, Shame won't be able to catch up with him.

Song Xi didn't hesitate anymore, he held one on the top and tied the other on the bottom, and took two oil bottles to control the little flying chair to fly upwards.

She didn't want to make such a shameful look, but Shu Ziran was not her own. She manipulated the puppet, and the puppet would definitely have demonic energy overflowing. If she didn't want to reveal her identity, she could only tie the hair tie where he could not see it.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa then don't pull my pants!"

Song Xi's mental strength is already very tense for controlling three puppets and holding two contestants who add up to three hundred catties.

Shocked by the scream, he almost broke the link with the puppet, "Shu Ziran, what is your dog's name?!"

The breath-holding pill will lose its effect if it is spoken, let alone when he speaks in such a calm manner.

Does this stupid kid want to be strangled to death?

Shu Ziran was holding his trousers in one hand, and pulling the hairband around his neck with the other, squeaking.

The little flying chair was very fast, and when Song Xi came to the ground, before the people behind could catch up, he quickly put the puppet back into the storage bag, breaking the control of the magic energy.

Turning around and working together with Wei Qinghuai, they pulled up the pitiful Shu Ziran who was holding the exit of the corridor with one hand.

"..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Song Xi couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

She was still thinking about why the two of them were so heavy, it turned out that there was a Yun Jingcheng with them.

Afterwards, Qiu Daoyuan, who came up from Yujian, turned green. The proud sons of the Four Great Immortal Sects are calling the wind and rain outside, when have they ever lost such a big face.

Without even thinking about it, Qiu Daoyuan stretched out his hand and pulled off Yun Jingcheng who was desperately grabbing Shu Ziran's pants.

Before Shu Ziran kicked wildly, Yun Jingcheng was afraid of falling, so he grasped his hand very tightly, and was unable to let go with some convulsions for a while.

With Qiu Daoyuan's pull, Yun Jingcheng directly tore Shu Ziran's trousers, which was struggling to lift the waistband of his trousers, into pieces—

The bright red underwear catches the eye.

Shu Ziran was petrified on the spot.

Yun Jingcheng tried hard to break the embarrassment: "...Ben, what is your birth year?"

Qin Ya, who just stepped on the flying talisman and flew up, was dumbfounded: "...I didn't expect you, you..."

Why are there more and more broken sleeves in the world of cultivating immortals? !

Does the Hehuan Sect have a future? !

"Red and green are a good match." Qiu Daoyuan glanced at Shu Ziran who was trying to cover up with his big green sect costume, and said pertinently.

Shu Ziran: "..." You fucking don't know how to say goodbye.

Song Xi looked at the male protagonist Qiu Daoyuan who was patronizing Shu Ziran with complicated eyes and couldn't remember his missing love sister at all.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this Su Yueyan, after all, paid by mistake.

The mother who collapsed in this plot didn't know her anymore.

The story of two people cuddling each other in a sea of ​​flames and living and dying has just turned into Shu Ziran's red underwear award.

Song Xi moved to the exit of the corridor, facing away from the crowd, with a hint of demonic energy in his palm, he sent Xie Yue and Ye Wangyou the location with the messenger talisman.

Regardless of whether they are in the east room or the west room, the two corridors can reach the ground directly.

This wave of rats has made great achievements!

***

Xie Yue stepped on the flying talisman, with the Gale Talisman attached to his body, and quickly flew up following the positioning.

At the first moment, with a little disgust, he threw the moon-white thing on his shoulder to the ground with a "bang".

"Yueyan!!" Qiu Daoyuan took two steps forward, picked up Su Yueyan who was unconscious on the ground, looked up at Xie Yue coldly, and suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand.

Before Qiu Daoyuan could put on a handsome pose to ask the teacher, Ye Wangyou, who just flew up after the break, directly threw a big hammer, and knocked away the long sword in Qiu Daoyuan's hand.

"Is this your attitude towards your junior sister's savior?"