A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Their conversation took place within a very short period of time, but within a few short breaths, the empress took the opportunity to move, screaming and flying towards them.

Cheng Weiwan turned her back to those female ghosts, and stood opposite Meng Xianjue, the empress stretched out her sharp claws, and grabbed Cheng Weiwan's back of the neck fiercely.

Meng Xianjue's face suddenly turned cold, the corners of his mouth pressed down, and he stretched out his hand to grab Cheng Weiwan's wrist. Cheng Weiwan was caught off guard, and he frowned: "What are you doing..."

Before the words finished, Meng Xianjue stepped in front of him, pressed his eyes lightly with one hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't make a sound."

In an instant, Cheng Weiwan only felt a sudden weight in his body.

There was a screaming sound from an unknown animal. The sound was sharp and piercing, with a very high pitch. The moment it sounded, the whole world became oppressive and silent.

Cheng Weiwan's eyes were covered by Meng Xianjue's hand, he didn't know what happened, but he could feel that his body was getting heavier and lower, as if he was going to fall to pieces.

All of a sudden, Cheng Wewan only felt an irresistible ghostly aura surge up behind him.

The ghost energy penetrates everywhere, with the two of them as the center, it surges up, gradually expands, and expands, forming a field that no one can break into.

This ghost energy is strong and thick, and has the power to make all things surrender.

Cheng Weiwan felt a little uncomfortable and moved his body a little. Meng Xianjue felt a little nervous for a moment. He tightened his arms and said, "I don't intend to hide from you, but now...is not the time to talk."

After speaking, the ghost energy suddenly exploded, engulfed with a force capable of invading everything, forming several layers of complex formations above the sky, pressing down layer by layer, the force weighing more than a thousand catties ignored all obstacles, and blatantly pressed down, directly crushing the crowd The female ghost was so pressed that she knelt down, even if some female ghosts tried their best to resist, the formation would bend their leg bones, crush their bodies, even if they were wedged into the ground, they would still be unable to move.

Cheng Weiwan raised his head secretly, and took a look at Meng Xianjue from the corner of his eye.

The Meng Xianjue at this moment is different from what he remembered.

Meng Xianjue's face was as pale as paper, and blood was pouring from his ears, nose and mouth.

But the expression on his face was still calm and silent.There is no doubt that he has the power to settle everything.

The boundless ghost energy was still spreading, and all the ghosts were crying and howling, and the black robe worn by the empress was also corroded by the ghost energy, and the body wrapped in it was almost exposed.

The world was a vast expanse of whiteness, and this place became Meng Xianjue's home field.

Ling Siyao suddenly made a sound, interrupting Cheng Weiwan's thoughts: "Wanwan, Meng Xianjue is really dying."

Hearing this, Cheng Weiwan looked up, he was a little shorter than Meng Xianjue, being held in Meng Xianjue's arms, he had to look up at him.

Cheng Weiwan raised his hand, and swiftly pushed away Meng Xianjue's hand covering his eyes.

But Meng Xianjue didn't resist, and didn't use any strength in his arm. Cheng Weiwan easily broke free when he moved his arm, but Meng Xianjue stood where he was, and when his hand dropped, he shook it weakly a few times.

It made people feel for no reason that Meng Xianjue was about to lose his footing.

Meng Xianjue whispered in his ear, "Go."

"Leave it to me here."

Meng Xianjue's words rang in his ears, but what Cheng Weiwan saw was a sharp claw, piercing the air, rushing towards them with a ghostly and dead air.

Cheng Weiwan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, raised his hand suddenly, mobilized his whole body's spiritual energy to concentrate on his left hand, and ruthlessly grabbed the stabbing claw.

"Leave it to you, hand it to you to die?"

Cheng Weiwan tilted his head slightly, and focused his eyes on Meng Xianjue: "You should look at the blood on your own face, wipe it off before talking to me."

He is not weak and does not need Meng Xianjue's protection.

After saying that, he turned around without hesitation. The man in red seemed to be melting into the dim yellow candlelight, and his silver hair was like snow falling from the sky.

Meng Xianjue suddenly felt that his eyes were blurry.

He no longer understands where the pain is, the flesh and blood seem to be kneaded together, spread out and then continue to be kneaded, he is in so much pain that he can hardly tell where the pain is, but he holds on to the breath and stands on the spot , only when he looked at Cheng Weiwan could he feel that his pain had been relieved.

Cheng Weiwan quietly tilted his head back, looked at Meng Xianjue who was on the ground in the cabin, managed to regain his senses from the fierce battle with the empress, and asked Ling Siyao: "What happened to Meng Xianjue, I remember him It wasn't like this before..."

Ling Siyao seemed to be adjusting some buttons and values, and said while busy: "There seems to be a curse mark on him, I haven't analyzed what it is for, it took nearly half of his energy to bear the curse mark, and the other Half of it was to call out the Mingyue Building on the Sea, and now Meng Xianjue is standing there, no different from an empty shell."

Cheng Weiwan's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his eyes away from the "empty shell": "Ling Siyao, can you find out what that curse seal is for?"

Ling Siyao breathed a sigh of relief after finishing adjusting the values, "I'll try my best."

The moment the voice fell, Cheng Weiwan suddenly felt that the strength of his whole body had become abundant and rich, and the physical weakness caused by the training of the Soul Locking Nail suddenly disappeared. Cheng Weiwan said, "Thank you!" "He hurriedly threw himself into the battle with the empress.

Ling Siyao also breathed a sigh of relief.

He used points to purchase a spiritual power explosion item in the system space, and wrote an amplifier code. He was whimsical, and used the amplifier to amplify the spiritual power explosion item. Therefore, only a small part of the spiritual power needs to be output each time, and then passed This amplifier can have almost inexhaustible spiritual power explosion props.

It's just that even with the assistance of these props, the power it can provide is less than one-tenth of the power that the red gold beast can exert at its peak state.

Ling Siyao clutched his shriveled wallet, thinking that his private house points were not enough to make money late.

It's just that this is his first attempt, and he doesn't know much about it, but he didn't expect the effect to be good.

He looked up at ease to watch the battle between Cheng Weiwan and the empress, but frowned slightly...

There is nothing new about Empress' moves, but she is cunning, her body is as slippery as a loach, Cheng Weiwan can't catch her at all.

Cheng Weiwan had no choice but to push her into a dead corner, but it was not that easy, the empress seemed to have turned into a ghost long ago and had no human thoughts, but she had been dormant in Baihu Village for so many years, the risks and crises made her understand the way to avoid these difficulties .

Cheng Weiwan's body was not stained with blood, nor was he injured. The spiritual power in his hand turned into a sword, one split into two, two into four, gradually split, and finally formed a sword formation, and the eyes and ankles sealed the lady in this sword formation. among...

All of a sudden, Cheng Weiwan suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, the dark wind picked up the tattered clothes on the ground and raised dust, Cheng Weiwan only watched the white cherry blossoms on a deserted island sweep his mother away in a gust of wind.

In a hurry, Cheng Weiwan saw a pair of eyes.

There was an apologetic smile in his eyes.

His body was suppressed by an unknown spell, unable to move.

Cheng Weiwan's heart skipped a beat, he looked up at the place above where the wedding gown ghost was standing, and as expected, she had disappeared.

The time for the spell to take effect is only one breath, Cheng Weiwan suddenly felt his body relax, his brows were furrowed, and he was about to chase in the direction where the ghost energy disappeared, but was stopped by Ling Siyao: "Don't chase anymore, they If you want to escape, you won’t be able to catch up.”

Cheng Weiwan pursed her lips, landed on the ground, put away the sword in her hand, and wiped off the sweat from her forehead, feeling a little uneasy.

He originally thought that the wedding gown ghost would be the breakthrough point for the entire Baihu Village, but he really didn't expect that the wedding gown ghost at the entrance of the village was actually the same as this empress.

Cheng Weiwan clenched his fists, knowing that today's action had failed, the energy in his heart disappeared immediately, and the light in his eyes also disappeared. He seemed not very energetic.

He glanced back at Meng Xianjue, his body was stained evenly, and the blood stains on his clothes had dried into a hard shell. When Tao Tao came to see him, some faint flickers flickered in his pupils. Light.

Their eyes collided, Cheng Weiwan didn't stay too long, looked at him, looked away without hesitation, and turned to leave.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground behind him.

He turned his head.

It was found that Meng Xianjue was weak and fell to the ground.

Cheng Weiwan pursed her lips into a line, and was about to pretend to be blind, when Meng Xianjue's hoarse voice sounded: "Senior..."

Cheng Weiwan paused.

Meng Xianjue's arms seemed to have lost strength, and it took him a long time to prop up his upper body. He didn't even care about the dust on his clothes, he just sat on the ground and raised his head with difficulty, his voice was low and trembling: "Senior, I injured."

Cheng Weiwan blinked lightly, looking at Meng Xianjue's unseemly appearance, but didn't quite understand what he meant.

Cheng Weiwan's slightly dazed look was reflected in Meng Xianjue's dark eyes, and he said softly, "Senior, other people have teachers and seniors to heal their wounds...but I don't, can you..."

Cheng Weiwan resolutely refused: "No."

Ling Siyao raised one eyebrow with an ankle, with a strange look on her face, and said, "Meng Xian thinks he's stupid?"

The author has something to say: Yes, crying silly.