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These black shadows floating in mid-air appeared strangely, but their attack targets were indeed very clear.

Since these black shadows appeared, they immediately began to attack the little boy one after another, quite relentlessly, as if they were about to die with each other.

Li Xuan didn't know what was going on with these black shadows, but he believed that they must be closely related to the little fur ball.

Since the little clay figurine got acquainted with the little furball, it was the first time he saw the little furball get such a serious injury and shed so much blood, and it was also the first time he saw the little furball hide such a strange power.

This force is powerful and unfamiliar, and it is very different from the little furball that the little clay figurine usually knows.

Moreover, this power is not so clean and pure, it seems to have merged with other powers, and while becoming stronger and stronger, it also becomes more and more strange.

The little clay figurine is not in the mood to study in detail where the black shadow came from and why it appeared. He is preoccupied with stuffing various pills into the little furball's mouth.

Whether it's healing medicine, hemostatic medicine or tonic, anyway, as long as he has it in his pocket, give it to the little furball.

At this moment, the breath of the little furball is extremely weak, but fortunately there is still a breath left.Otherwise, the little clay figurine will definitely fight the little boy to the death.

He didn't concentrate on fighting before because he had to take care of the little furball.

However, even if the little furball is still alive, everything that happened before still makes the little clay figurine feel uneasy.

If the anger in his heart is not completely released, he will be quite uncomfortable.

While protecting the little fur ball, Li Xuan started a new counterattack.

The attack power of these black shadows around is not stable enough, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.Occasionally, they are enough to avoid the little boy backing away, and occasionally, they are as light as a breeze, and they are blown away by the other party before they even get close to the little boy.

Gradually, the wound of the little hairball no longer bleeds.

The blood on the ground lacked the supply of fresh blood, resulting in a significant reduction in the number of black shadows.

The little clay figurine decided that when the situation stabilized, he would take a look at what happened to the little furball's blood.

Although the situation of the black shadows is not very stable, for the little clay figurine, such assistance is completely enough.

They can properly distract the opponent's attention. After all, the little boy doesn't know which attack of Sombra is strong and which attack is weak.

Especially after the little clay figurine clearly realized that he had no physical body, he quickly avoided the attack on the spirit.

He knew what he had to do to make his strength reach an excellent state.

As the number of fights between the two sides increased, Li Xuan gradually gained the upper hand, and the wounds on the little boy's body were increasing.

However, the injured little boy had no intention of retreating. He looked at the little clay figurine with great interest.

Even though there is a bamboo hat to hide his face, the little boy firmly believes that the little guy in front of him is from the Li family.

As for who the opponent is, whether it is Li Xuan, the little boy is still thinking about it.

The little clay figurine has a special breath, it seems that something is missing inside, but at the same time, there seems to be something more inside.

Originally, the little boy was just curious about the identity of the little clay figurine, and found the existence of the little clay figurine very interesting.If the little clay figurine is Li Xuan, he would really like to know how the broken clay figurine survived till now.

Living like this, the little clay figurine may have changed compared to before, but its strength is still not low.

Before the little boy had time to figure out the situation of the little clay figurine, he unexpectedly discovered that the situation of the ball of black fur was also very interesting.

It is clearly a nightmare, but it cannot maintain its normal form.Obviously not very capable, but the power that erupts in an instant far exceeds what it should be.

In addition, there is also a mountain god who is here to transform evil spirits.

This Mojia Village is an interesting place, worthy of his serious study.

The little boy asked: "You are Li Xuan? I heard that you died a few years ago?"

The inexplicable words came very abruptly, and Li Xuan was deeply surprised to hear the other party's words.It's just that he is too lazy to talk to this person, so he has to drive this person away and find a quiet place to check the injury for the little furball.

The longer it takes, the more unfavorable it is for the little hairball to heal.

The little clay figurine couldn't drive this man away for a long time, which made him extremely irritable.He is well aware that his ability is not limited to this level, and he is also clearly aware that his own strength is limited.

Among them, there is not only the reason why he came from the Dream Realm, but also another key.

The little clay figurine faintly felt that the source of the most important thing was probably related to his physical body.For these unsolved mysteries, he will look for answers step by step in the future.

Li Xuan forced the little boy back time and time again, but the other party still refused to leave, as if observing his prey with great interest.The little clay figurine frowned, feeling quite unhappy.

At this moment, something strange appeared in Dashan.

The scene in the big formation changed in an instant, the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood disappeared, leaving only the vast and boundless green field, the wind blew the green grass and wild flowers, and the scenery was so peaceful that it did not seem like a fight.

The little clay figurine suddenly felt a soft light in front of his eyes, and he and the little fur ball immediately changed their positions and came near the altar.

The villagers of Mojia Village also changed their positions.They were still guarding the entrance of the village last moment, staring at the girl in pink skirt outside the village.The next moment, they moved to a safe place in the mountain like the little clay figurines and gathered around the altar.

When the villagers in the old and new villages are safe, the endless field is foggy, and the fog is not white but red.

There are red demons all over the formation.

Unlike the stunned expressions of the villagers, the little clay figurine glanced in the direction of the mountain god's house. He guessed that the mountain god had woken up.

Since the mountain god wanted to do it himself, he happened to treat the wound for the little hairball.

The little hairball is still a little conscious at this time, and has not fallen into a coma.He half-opened his eyes, gently grabbed the corner of the little clay figurine's clothes with his little paws, and asked with concern: "Xiao Li... are you... all right..."

Li Xuan replied: "I'm fine."

The one with the problem is you.

After speaking, the little clay figurine began to rummage through his treasure bag, thinking about those things that were suitable and could be taken out quickly, and those that were useful but took more time to get out.

When he was looking through the treasure bag, the old village chief walked slowly to their side.The village chief is holding a cloth bag in his hand, which contains a lot of medicinal herbs, which are just picked up by you and me.

The old village chief didn't say much, but the little clay figurine understood what the other party meant.The little clay figurine accepted the cloth bag. Although he didn't say anything, he looked at the old village head with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

Regardless of whether these herbs are useful or not, if they are willing to give them, it is already a sign of importance to the little hairball.

Li Xuan quickly cleaned the wound for Xiao Maoqiu, reapplied the medicine, and then bandaged it tightly.

Mo Ye cooperated very well throughout the whole process, except for the inadvertent expression of deep regret in his eyes.The fur around his wound has been completely shaved, and his fur is bald, and he doesn't know when it will grow back.

I hope my daughter-in-law doesn't mind this little imperfection, his fluff grows fast, and it won't be long before it will be the same as before.

Mo Ye took the pills and applied the medicine, but the pain was still unbearable.The light of the knife was so powerful that he was so painful that the whole hairball was healed. However, when he thought of his injury in exchange for his daughter-in-law's safety, he felt a little more comforted in his heart.

He is also a nightmare that can protect his wife.

Little Maoqiu remembered that he rushed towards his daughter-in-law decisively, but he had almost no memory of the black shadow after that.At that time, he lost a lot of blood and was a little confused. He didn't quite know what happened.

He reminded himself over and over again, don't faint, who will protect his wife when he is not around.With just such a thought, he survived the initial weakness and gradually regained a little bit of consciousness.

At this moment, the little hairball that had finished bandaging looked into the big formation together with Li Xuan.

The green field is boundless, and countless red mist spread rapidly, dyeing the whole world in bright red.

The lethality of the red mist was the same as before, and it swallowed these outsiders with the strength it had always had.After a while, there were only three people left in the thick red mist.

The white-haired old woman was going to help the girl in the pink skirt break through the defense at the entrance of the village, but before the defense was broken, they were involved in the vortex of red mist.

Fortunately, they reacted in time and rushed to the little boy's side immediately, so they escaped unharmed.The little boy could still resist the current level of red mist.

Li Xuan looked at the three of them suspiciously, and then at the mountain god's house.

Since the mountain god was woken up halfway through his sleep, he should show up quickly and deal with these malicious outsiders as soon as possible.

The mountain god is so dawdling, what the hell is he thinking.If the mountain god has just woken up and has no strength, it is better to let him pass, and he will deal with these people himself.Especially that nasty guy who is a lot older and still looks like a child. That guy hurt the little furball.

However, the red mist continued to increase, and the pressure of the three people in the formation continued to increase, but the mountain god never appeared from the beginning to the end, and I don't know why.

The villagers turned from initial anticipation to anxiety.

Xiao Maoqiu also turned his head to look at his wife, he was actually very curious why the mountain god didn't take action to teach these villains, what happened to the mountain god.

Others couldn't give Mo Ye an answer, so he could only turn his questioning eyes to his wife.

He firmly believes that the little clay figurine is absolutely clear about the key points.

It's a pity that Li Xuan didn't know what the mountain god was tossing about. He had one and only one thought, that the mountain god was really unreliable in a critical moment.

Judging from this, the mountain god probably encountered new troubles.

If this mountain god could give a little more strength, these people might have died long ago and couldn't die anymore.

Unfortunately, these people are still alive and kicking.

Except for the safe area where the villagers were, the red mist in the formation was extremely dangerous. Even if the little clay figurine wanted to teach the little boy a lesson, he would not choose such an inappropriate time.

Right now, the heaviest responsibilities are Mo Sheng and Mo Hua, they still need to continuously inject strength to maintain the formation.The opponent didn't solve it, and the mountain god didn't tell them to stop, so they didn't dare to make a decision on their own and ruined the big event.

Thanks to the large number of villagers around them, Mo Sheng and the others will not be able to withdraw for a while, and other villagers can provide them with strength to relieve the pressure on Mo Sheng and Mo Qi.

The two guardians worked hard, it doesn't matter if they are tired, as long as these three people are trapped, don't let them hurt the village.

They don't know how long they will hold on, maybe it's when these people can't hold on and evacuate here, maybe it's when they can't resist the red mist and turn into nothingness in the big formation.

Their wish is the second, but they know that the truth may be the first possibility.

Li Xuan returned to the new village with the little fur ball, and the villagers of the new village also stayed in a safe area, not daring to rashly affect the operation of the formation.

When Mo Yun saw the injured little furball, her heart tightened with distress.But she quickly covered up her sadness, she said Mo Ye said: "You are doing very well."

Her son is growing up and will get better in the future.

Hearing Mo Yun's praise, Little Fuqiu immediately forgot the sadness of having a piece of fur shaved off, and he smiled happily.

Afterwards, Li Xuan went to the mountain god's house and brought back a piece of bad news.

The mountain god was indeed awakened by the movement outside in the middle of his sleep, and he was very dissatisfied with the person who woke him up.But the problem is that the mountain god is not fully awake, he is half awake at the moment, he can't sleep when he wants to sleep, and he can't wake up when he wants to wake up.

When the little clay figurine came in, he saw the mountain god sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes closed.

He suddenly realized why the vision that appeared in the formation was so weird.The half-awake state of the mountain god is not much better than before when he was asleep.

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