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

"laugh--"

The sound of the blade piercing the flesh made the scalp tingle.

The moment the Xuanqing blade pierced Ye Wangyou's heart, a sudden change occurred.

Wisps of black mist that had shrouded Ye Wangyou just now, instantly peeled off from the woman's body like cocoons, and were continuously transmitted to the Xuanqing blade.

Song Xi seemed ruthless, but in fact, even if the blade was three points away from her heart, the palms of her hands that were holding the Xuanqing blade began to sweat.

"Xuan Qing, are you still okay?" She asked in a low voice.

Seeing that Xuan Qingren, who might be able to burp if he was anthropomorphic, shook the handle comfortably, Song Xi narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said patiently: "Xuan Qing."

"If there is something wrong with my third senior sister, I will make you into three parts and two parts."

Xuan Qingren was threatened while working as a coolie: "..."

Just now, Xuan Qingren fell off the chain at a critical moment.

Song Xi planned to get close to Ye Wangyou, while comforting her, let Xuan Qingren absorb the devilish energy from her body, and when she awakened——

Xuan Qingren told her: It won't work.

It overflowed with a wisp of black mist to wrap around Song Xi's fingertips, and he circled around apologetically: "Master, the magic energy in this illusion is very special, I can't absorb it like this."

Seeing that his master's face was getting darker and darker, as if he was about to explode on the spot in the next second, Xuan Qingren quickly added: "But it's not impossible to absorb it!"

"You just have to do this... and then that..."

Song Xi was startled, and after hearing all of Xuan Qingren's explanations, she only felt a buzzing in her head.

Why did she take the villain script that looked like a vicious female supporting role? !

The string in Ye Wangyou's heart has been stretched to the extreme, his Dao heart is about to collapse, and the magic energy that Song Xi in black, who has been transformed into illusion 555, has entered into Ye Wangyou's body has penetrated deep into his heart.

But for the Xuanqingren, the number one divine tool in ancient times, it was not a problem at all.

But the problem is that this is not a real scene.

What they are in is the illusion created by Mirage 555.

And Xuanqingren has its own sword soul and its own consciousness, but it is not a monk, and it does not have the spiritual consciousness of a monk.

It sees through all illusions.

In Xuan Qingren's eyes, everything in the illusion is illusory.

If it wanted to absorb Ye Wangyou's devilish energy, it could only build a bridge by attacking Ye Wangyou as Song Xi's weapon and take the opportunity to absorb the devilish energy.

Ye Wangyou's eroded devilish energy accumulated in his chest again.

With so much helplessness, there was a scene where Song Xi pierced Ye Wangyou's chest with a knife.

Ye Wangyou's chaotic eyes widened suddenly after being attacked.

Out of self-defense, her bruised hand subconsciously grasped the hammer for a moment and slammed it towards Song Xi's head.

The hammer is a melee weapon, and Song Xi was already extremely close to Ye Wangyou.

Facing Ye Wangyou, who was about to break through the Nascent Soul, who was injured and hit with all his might, to be honest, Song Xi only had a glimmer of life if he quickly pulled back the black blade stuck in her chest to block her body.

But looking at the increasingly thinning devilish energy around Ye Wangyou, Song Xi gave up this idea.

almost.

Almost finished sucking magic.

She couldn't bear to hurt her senior sister a second time.

Song Xi was originally holding the handle of the Xuanqing Blade that absorbed the magic energy with both hands, but at this moment, she let go of her hand without the slightest hesitation.

Song Xi only had time to open a Vajra Talisman in front of him.

As soon as the mysterious rune circulated around her body, it was ruthlessly crushed by Ye Wangyou's hammer.

Even though Song Xi's mental strength was already comparable to that of the Nascent Soul Stage, her foundation-building cultivation had exposed its shortcomings after all.

Facing the close-range Ye Wangyou, who had lost his mind, Song Xi was already timid to make a move, and now he lost his resistance even more.

Ye Wangyou hit Song Xi's waist heavily with a hammer.

A crisp bone crack sounded.

"Tsk."

Mirage 555, who had been stunned for a long time, seemed to have finally recovered his voice, and Song Xi in black smiled a little wickedly, "Kill Song Xi."

It clapped its hands briskly, gloating: "That's right!"

It was too harmonious just now!

Fortunately, Song Xi knew how to die!

Song Xi was directly hit by the hammer and flew into the sky, and then fell heavily on the ground.

The strong smell of blood instantly spread to the mouth.

"cough……"

Song Xi raised his hand with difficulty, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The simple movement of raising his hand pulled his ribs, and Song Xi let out a light "hiss" in the instant pain.

It hurts...

This was the worst injury she had suffered since she came to the world of cultivating immortals.

No matter how embarrassing it looked before, it was only a superficial injury after all, but this time it was different, Song Xi felt that his internal organs were about to be shattered by this hammer.

Blood oozes from ears, nose and lips.

Song Xi struggled and fed himself a healing elixir, only then did he feel that he had crawled back from the brink of death.

Everything happened very quickly.

Ye Wangyou's subconscious combat experience made her suddenly violently rush towards Song Xi even though she had a black blade in her chest.

She raised the hammer high with her other hand, and subconsciously threw it at Song Xi who was on the ground.

Song Xi closed his eyes and wanted to get out of the illusion in an instant and avoid Ye Wangyou's fatal blow.

But if she leaves now—the black green blade on Third Senior Sister's chest will disappear in an instant.

Without the body protection of the mysterious green blade demonic energy, Ye Wangyou's wound will inevitably tear open instantly.

"..."

Song Xi pondered for a moment.

Tsk, what a problem.

"Third Senior Sister." Song Xi smiled suddenly, with the stern look of a gambler on his face.

"I trust you."

The soft voice after the serious injury is like a whisper.

While talking, Song Xi exhausted his last strength to support his dizzy brain that had lost too much blood, and manipulated the little flying chair to move himself out instantly.

Who knows, the little flying chair has just started.

Ye Wangyou saw that the sledgehammer that was about to hit the place where she was just now suddenly turned a corner, attacked instantly, and smashed Song Xi in black, who was watching the drama with great joy—Mirage 555.

The bloodshot eyes in her eyes gradually faded, and the woman looked a little clearer.