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When the girl in the pink dress appeared near the entrance of the village, Li Xuan noticed her.

Because the little clay figurine noticed this person, Mo Ye, who was always concerned about his wife, also followed the direction to observe the girl in the pink skirt.

The little clay figurine glanced at the three people in the big formation, they were not afraid at all.Afterwards, he looked at Mo Sheng at the entrance of the village. Mo Sheng wanted to maintain the operation of the formation and was not suitable for fighting.

So, the little clay figurine arranged a task for the little fur ball: "You go to the entrance of the village to help."

Just hitting it with a red bead is enough to slow down the girl in the pink skirt.

When Xiao Maoqiu heard his wife's words, he also looked at the three people in the formation, but he took a second look at those who hadn't entered the formation.

Although he was worried about his daughter-in-law's safety, he also trusted her very much.He nodded and said, "Then be careful."

After that, the little hairball quickly ran to where Mo Sheng was, and went to help.

Unlike other people who explore the way in the big formation and consider how to enter the mountain to obtain the treasures in the mountain, the main task of the pink skirt girl is to solve the problem that outsiders cannot enter the village.

She studied it carefully for a while, and soon found a little pattern.

When the fingertips of the girl in the pink skirt poked a little into the entrance of the village, the little fur ball took out a few red beads and threw them towards the other party without hesitation.

The exploded Hongsha is like a poisonous flower that kills people, both coquettish and dangerous.

The division of labor between Xiao Maoqiu and Mo Sheng is very clear.

Mo Sheng is responsible for injecting strength into the mud beads and maintaining the stability of the formation, while Xiao Maoqiu is responsible for buying time for everyone, driving away the girl in the pink skirt, and preventing her from doing bad things.

From the very beginning, Li Xuan didn't expect the little furball to defeat the opponent, as long as the little furball bought him some time and he solved the remaining problems in the big formation, it was enough.

What's more, the little clay figurine doesn't want the little furball to use its small body to fight at all.Xiao Fuqiu's cultivation path has just begun, and he still has a long way to go. Now using the Red Sha that the mountain god gave is undoubtedly the most appropriate way.

The girl in the pink skirt outside the village was extremely disgusted with what the little hairball did. She frowned in disgust and her heart sank.

She looked down on this small place and these incompetent villagers, but she didn't dare to underestimate these terrifying red demons.

Hongsha's destructive power is extraordinary, and the middle-aged man has suffered a lot.Even a girl in a pink skirt doesn't think much of a middle-aged man, but she knows in her heart that she must not fight head-on when facing such a Hongsha.

She had to avoid Hongsha.

The oracle bone in the girl's hand became bigger in the blink of an eye, becoming a thick shield in front of her, cutting off her contact with Hong Sha.

After a few bangs, Mo Ye stopped throwing beads.When the exploded red demons gradually dissipated, the oracle bone was also corroded.

Facing the girl in the pink skirt, Hong Sha's power did not decrease at all.

Seeing this, a trace of deep hatred appeared in the eyes of the girl in the pink skirt.

She stared at the little furball in the village, and raised her eyebrows provocatively: "Indeed, that's all you have. You don't have much ability on your own, you can only rely on these external forces."

However, no matter what she said or did, she couldn't excite the little furball at all.

Little Maoqiu always remembers his wife's words and acts according to her instructions.If the other party tries to enter the village, they will decisively hit her with beads, and don't care about other things.Wait for her to say what the other party says. All in all, you are not allowed to leave the village.

Therefore, the girl in the pink skirt who failed to provoke the little furball only saw the indifferent expression of the little furball.

Xiao Fuqiu's face is the truth, he is currently lacking in ability, and there is nothing wrong with relying on the blessing of the mountain god for the time being.

The girl in the pink skirt couldn't help feeling overwhelmed by this, she could only wish to beat up this vicious little furball, if she could find a chance to beat the little furball up.

When the girl in the pink dress didn't try to enter the village, the little fur ball ignored her.Once she had the idea of ​​entering the village, the little fur ball immediately threw red beads at her.

It has to be said that after using the little fur ball proficiently, he hit the beads quite accurately.

The little hair ball corroded the girl's bones one after another, and the girl's face became quite ugly.The girl gritted her teeth and stared at the seemingly harmless ball of hair guarding the entrance of the village. After she entered the village, she was bound to cut this guy to pieces.

In the big formation on the other side, the situation of outsiders is also not going well.

A heart-piercing scream suddenly broke out in the formation, and before the other two could help, the middle-aged man fell to the ground in a different place.

Immediately afterwards, his body was engulfed by the formation, and he became one of the endless dead bodies, turning around to deal with the other two.

Outside the big formation, the white-haired old woman looked very ugly. She turned to the little boy beside her who had remained unmoved: "Grandfather, look at this..."

If this continues, the Zhang family's face will really be lost.

The little boy ignored her worries, but said calmly: "It seems that the generation of the Li family has produced an exceptionally good junior?"

Hearing this, the white-haired old woman paused, and then replied: "Yes, grandfather, it is Li Xuan, the sixth son. He is the most outstanding child of the Li family over the years. It is said that he may have inherited the legacy of the ancestors of the Li family. Inheritance. It's a pity that he disappeared mysteriously a few years ago, and his clay sculpture was also broken at that time. The fall of Li Xuan is really a great loss for the Li family."

"He's dead?" The little boy raised his eyes and stared at the big formation in front of him.In the big formation, a huge mud puppet was swinging a sledgehammer, chasing and killing the remaining two people.

The white-haired old woman thought for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking: "Grandfather, do you suspect that this person is him?"

The little boy didn't say yes, nor said no: "The Li family I met before didn't have such abilities. But..."

However, the Li family he had met had a different feeling from this person, with a strange and subtle feeling.Who is the other party, he can test it out with his own hands, after all, the Li family did not say that the murderer who killed Li Yu must be brought back alive.

The little boy entered the formation, and the situation changed abruptly.The little clay figurine suddenly became alert. He knew that the most difficult guy among these people was this little boy.

As long as he can deal with this person, everything will be smooth sailing afterwards. If he can't deal with this person, the whole Mojia Village and the sleeping mountain god will be in a difficult situation.

However, even if the opponent was strong, the little clay figurine was never afraid.

Regardless of whether the opponent is strong or weak, he has never been afraid of his opponent, but just let go of his hands and feet to fight.

In the battle between the little clay figurine and the little boy, the most stressful thing is not the little furball who is in charge of throwing the red beads, but Mo Sheng who is inputting strength to maintain the operation of the big formation.

The battle between the two sides made the formation violently turbulent, and the rest of the Zhang family had to retreat. They hid in the corner for fear of being accidentally injured.

At this time, the villagers in the village could no longer stay at home with peace of mind, and they left the house one after another to pay attention to the situation outside.

Suddenly, Xiao Maoqiu's heart stopped, and he looked anxiously at where his wife was.

According to his wife, he should be here to prevent girls in pink skirts from entering the village.But, for no reason, he was flustered. He felt that he had to go back to his wife immediately and be with her.

The next moment, the little hairball stood up resolutely, and he gave some of the red beads to Mo Qi who went out to check the situation, and quickly told Mo Qi the formula and method of using the red beads.

Mo Qi and others are responsible for the safety and security of Mo Sheng, and he, he wants to go back to his wife.

The little furball rushed towards his wife like flying, not afraid of how terrifying the little boy's strength was, he just wanted to be with his wife without hesitation.

Seeing the little boy's attack methods up close, the little furball finally understood where his anxiety came from.

The nightmare enters and exits the dream world, and has a very keen sense of the power of the soul. The worry of the little furball is precisely because the little boy's attack will suppress the power of the soul and severely damage the power of the soul.

The daughter-in-law is from the Dream Realm, even though he looks like an ordinary person at the moment, the little clay figurine came out of the Dream Realm after all.

The little clay figurine has no body, but only the concentration of the power of the soul, which is the weakness of the daughter-in-law.

I don't know if the little boy has noticed something, or if his own strength is just like this, the little furball was surprised to see a sharp knife light that could pierce the soul and rushed straight to the little clay figurine.

Without hesitation, the little furball rushed forward to block the little clay figurine.

Mo Ye's movements had never been so fast, and he had never appeared so quietly.

The moment the little fur ball stood in front of the little clay figurine, Li Xuan showed a hint of astonishment on his face.

From the beginning to the end, he failed to notice the breath of the little fur ball, and the appearance of the little fur ball was very strange.

At that moment, the little clay figurine grabbed the little fur ball violently and shouted, "Mo Ye!"

The dazzling saber light exploded in the formation, accompanied by Li Xuan's loud shout.

The formation shook violently, the ground cracked into big holes in an instant, and boulders on the mountain rolled down one after another.

The most shocking thing is that the entrance of Mojia Village is flickering with flickering light, which is a sign that the defense at the entrance of the village has been greatly weakened.

Mo Sheng, who maintained the formation, was pale, and his mouth was full of blood.He took a deep breath with great effort, reminding himself not to panic, not to mess around.

He is the guardian, and he wants to protect the village.

A trace of power is poured into the mud beads, neither more nor less, and the power must be injected steadily to maintain the existence of the large formation.

The moment the knife light erupted, Li Xuan dragged the little fur ball back quickly.

The mud all over the sky was scattered one after another. In the light of the knife, a huge mud ball blocked the front of the little ball. The next moment, the ball of mud ball pierced by the light of the knife shattered into powder.At the same time, the giant mud puppet that was rushing towards it was cut in half.

It wasn't until this moment that Little Clay realized that he had overlooked a key issue.

And the little hairball noticed the fact that he had no body, and the severe injury to his soul was quite fatal to him like this.

Li Xuan hugged the little fur ball distressedly. Even though the mud ball and the giant mud puppets stood in front of him, the little fur ball still got a deep wound on the back. The gushing blood wet the fur, and the black fluff was sticky. Suddenly, the little fur ball shrank into a small ball.

At the same time, precisely because of the presence of the little fur ball, the little clay figurine escaped a blow that would seriously injure the soul.

The little clay figurine moved his eyes from the furball to his opponent, and his eyes rolled with anger.

For a moment, the whole mountain seemed to have been cut off a lot, and countless soils were lifted into the air, turning into sharp arrows, they were densely packed, and they attacked the little boy continuously with an overwhelming momentum.

The rising dust engulfed the little boy.

When the smoke and dust cleared, there was a little clay figurine holding a little fur ball on one side, burning with anger.On the other side was the little boy's bloody arm hanging down. The blood flowed along the arm and fell to the ground drop by drop.

The eyes of the white-haired old woman were unbelievably shocked.

Before she came, she thought that they were sure of winning, but she never expected that these people could actually hurt grandpa.Grandpa was injured, and this alone was a devastating blow to them.

Before the little clay figurine made another move, the little boy suddenly looked in another direction and asked coldly, "Who?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black aura approached quickly and slammed into him vigorously, forcing him to take a small step back, but the black aura itself was fleeting.

Wisps of black air drifted out from Mo Ye's blood that fell on the ground.

The black air slowly lifted into the sky, forming erratic figures one after another.

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