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Wei Xiaoxi felt a chill in her heart.

She took two quick steps, bent down and grabbed Jinchuan's collar, lifted it up and thrust it in front of her, and asked loudly: "What do you mean?"

Jinchuan breathed a sigh of relief and carefully looked at Wei Xiaoxi in front of him.

Under the moonlight, the woman in red looked pale, and her feigned ferocity could not stop her trembling hands.

The trembling hands may not be able to hold him at any time.

He could fall at any moment.

Jinchuan is not afraid of falling.

He could barely contain his laughter.

He held back and just smiled and said: "Luo Xing is in the hands of my little junior sister. If you kill me, you will have no chance to save Luo Xing."

"Xiao Xi, don't be deceived by him!" Xiao Mo's weak voice came from behind, "Luo Xing has been killed by them. Jinchuan said this just to delay time."

The sound fell, and the surroundings fell into a terrible silence.

This is how Qianshu feels.

A chill shot straight through the sky from the soles of his feet, almost causing the spiritual power he output to go riot.

Luo Xing is dead?

Xiaoxi kept clamoring to come back to pick up Luo Xing, why did he die? !

After recovering from her injuries on the island, Xiaoxi begged him to take her back to Three Realms Island and then back to the First Continent.

He said he couldn't identify the direction, but she didn't believe him.

Later, after studying the sea area for about a month, he was able to take her back to the Three Realms Island from the First Continent. Xiaoxi had always been skeptical.

Now, Luo Xing is dead.

Will Xiaoxi have a problem with him again because of this matter, and then...

Qian Shu felt flustered and her body couldn't help but tremble.

He gritted his teeth and drew out most of the spiritual power from his Dantian.

Vines mixed with golden needles swarmed towards the five remaining monks in front of them.

They were fighting normally, but Qian Shu suddenly went crazy. The five of them didn't react for a while and couldn't get out of the way.

They are drowning in a sea of ​​trees and needles, unable to escape.

They were suffocating, and they desperately output spells to try to temporarily carve out a breathing space.

Puchi puchi puchi.

Thousands of arrows pierced the heart.

They are out of time.

brush.

The spiritual power was gone, the vines disappeared like water, and the five sieves fell to the ground with a bang.

Kill instantly in the blink of an eye.

Jinchuan and the Xiao family were all stunned and looked at Qianshu in fear.

The latter's face was as pale as a ghost.

I don’t know if it’s because my spiritual power is exhausted or for some other reason.

Qianshu no longer paid attention to the corpse on the ground, nor did he pay attention to other people's eyes. He swayed to Wei Xiaoxi's side.

He reached out and held the girl's shoulders.

From the time Xiao Moyin fell to the present day, it only took two breaths.

Qian Shu felt that what he was holding was an ice cube.

Colder than his limbs.

The ice cube was motionless and his eyes were dull. Qianshu called out with difficulty: "Xiaoxi, you..."

Wei Xiaoxi's ears were ringing and her head was dizzy. She couldn't hear what Qianshu was saying at all.

He was touched and barely regained consciousness.

She didn't look at Qianshu, but quickly looked back at Xiao Mo.

The latter opened his misty peach blossom eyes, looking at her sadly and worriedly, with a sad expression.

Because of himself, Luo Xing became one of the few friends Xiao Mo could talk to.

Xiao Mo's sad expression was not fake.

No, Xiao Mo had this expression when she came over.

He felt sorry for his master, not Brother Xing.

Wei Xiaoxi turned back and glared at Jinchuan fiercely: "You should send news to Li Xiangming now and make an appointment with her."

"Xiao Xi..." Xiao Mo's sad voice came again, "Don't be fooled by him. The person Jinchuan will notify will come later. He is just delaying time."

Qian Shu frowned and looked at Jinchuan with sharp eyes.

It's like looking at a dead person.

Jinchuan was frightened and said anxiously: "I didn't lie to you, Luo Xing is not dead! His soul is still in the hands of the junior sister, and he is not dead yet! Xiao Mo, you haven't seen it with your own eyes at all, don't talk nonsense!"

"You're talking nonsense. At that time, Li Xiangming's palm hit Luo Xing, whose heart was broken, and he fell off the cliff. Even his body was only half eaten by monsters. Someone saw it with his own eyes, and you are still making excuses?!" Xiao Mo retorted angrily.

Daojun Yunze coughed, nodded and said, "Many people saw it."

"What you see is just the appearance! My younger junior sister took out Luo Xing's soul at that time. Until two months ago when I left to chase Xiao Mo, she still took it out to play with. There is no mistake."

Some Xiao family members sneered: "Of course you can make up anything in order to survive."

Jinchuan's eyes turned red with anger: "I didn't lie, Wei Xiaoxi, I didn't lie, otherwise if the sky was struck by lightning, I could swear my inner demon!"

"You don't even have your hands, so what kind of inner demon oath are you going to take?"

Jinchuan: "..."

He was annoyed and stared at Wei Xiaoxi nervously.

He was anxious, panicked and angry, not like he was lying.

Wei Xiaoxi was so confused and dizzy that she looked at Jinchuan and had no energy to tell whether his words were true or false.

"What's Li Xiangming doing going around extracting human souls?" Wei Xiaoxi asked.

"she……"

"Say!" Wei Xiaoxi reached out and pinched his neck.

Jinchuan's face turned purple: "She, she only captures the soul of your friend."

what?

Wei Xiaoxi staggered as if someone had punched her hard.

Qianshu hurriedly supported the girl, secretly hating: Li Xiangming, you are so good!

He calmed down and wanted to take Jinchuan from Wei Xiaoxi's trembling hands.

Wei Xiaoxi refused to let go and strangled Jinchuan tightly, intending to strangle him to death at any time.

Jinchuan rolled his eyes.

Qianshu muttered and advised: "Xiaoxi, Jinchuan is Li Xiangming's senior brother. He knows a lot of things. We can search for his soul."

Wei Xiaoxi came back to her senses and nodded: "Okay, search for souls."

Jinchuan's face was as pale as earth, he stretched his neck with difficulty and shouted: "No, Wei Xiaoxi, you can't search my soul, otherwise you... you will definitely regret it!"

Wei Xiaoxi stretched out her fingertips and pointed at the center of Jinchuan's eyebrows.

The latter pulled his head back hard and said anxiously:

"I am, I am the young master of the Jin family. I can mobilize huge resources. I am the right-hand man of my junior sister. She will definitely be willing to exchange!"

The last few words were shouted by Jinchuan with his eyes closed.

I don’t know if I am about to run out of strength or if I am trying to convince myself.

Wei Xiaoxi stopped.

The fingertips stopped half an inch between Jinchuan's eyebrows and stopped moving forward.

The hand holding his neck loosened a little.

Jinchuan spent the rest of his life gasping for air.

He survived for now.

Whoosh whoosh—

There were monks rushing towards them from all over the streets within a fifty-mile radius.

A quick scan revealed that there were 40 to [-] people.

They range from foundation building to god transformation, and they are troublesome to deal with.

Wei Xiaoxi took out the flying boat from the storage ring, threw it on the ground, and threw Jinchuan to the deck.

She broke free from Qian Shu's hand, followed Jinchuan and jumped onto the deck. She raised her hand and put away the streamer.

Several vines spread out from Qianshu's body, catching Xiao Mo and others and flying to the boat.

The flying boat soared into the sky, and along with it, there was a signal flare.

It was the retreat message sent by Qianshu.

Among the monks who rushed over, there were several figures that silently led into the darkness.

Among the dozens of remaining people, some high-level monks took out flying boats and took off.

Wei Xiaoxi looked at the evil cultivators who were about to jump up and provoke them like grasshoppers, with calm eyes.

She mobilized her consciousness and activated the hidden formation of flowing light.

The flying boat melted into the night and was never seen again.