The priest is a loser

First he saw the flying figure of the white eagle, and then a row of hidden weapons glowing with cold light came before his eyes in an instant.

Hearing the sound of weapons clanging, 'Liu Zian' appeared in front of him, and hearing the sound of piercing flesh and blood, a silver needle pierced through 'Liu Zian''s body, barely brushing Shen Shizhi's face , leaving a slender bloody wound.

A gust of wind blew through, accompanied by a few chirping sounds.

Shen Shizhi opened her eyes, first looked at Dongfang Yun's position, and found that the person had disappeared.

Then he looked at 'Liu Zian' in front of him again.

'Liu Zian' turned around, the wind messed up his temple hair, he put down his hand covering the wound, bowed his head and said: "Master..."

Several white eagles circled above their heads, their huge bodies blocked the sunlight.

Shen Shizhi didn't speak, the flickering light made it even harder to see through his jewel-like eyes.

Dozens of shadow guards jumped off the white eagle, Shen Shizhi raised his hand, as if pulling a transparent silk thread in the air, the group of Gu puppets that came out of the sea of ​​fire rushed up, stopping them from rushing towards Shen Shizhi .

Dongfang Yun looked down at the three scars on his legs that were scratched by a mad puppet. He looked back on the eagle's back. There was already a chaotic fight in front of the cave, and the sound of swords being exchanged was endless.

"Why did you appear here..."

"The right protector asked me for help, so I borrowed Lord Shen's white eagle and rushed over immediately." Qin Sheng raised his eyebrows, "But at this time, shouldn't you say 'fortunately you're here'?"

Dongfang Yun looked at the raging fire below and ignored him.

Qin Sheng coughed lightly, and said, "Where are Brother Chang Xian and Young Master Liu?"

Dongfang Yun finally took a look at him and said, "Below."

Qin Sheng asked in astonishment, "What?"

"I'll go find it, help me stop that person." Dongfang Yun said, a red scorpion emerged from his clothes, wagging its tail on his belly.

Dongfang Yun blew the bone flute, and the sound of the flute was so high that it seemed to pierce the sky.

Eagle chirping echoed it, and the white eagle came looking for the sound. Before Qin Sheng could speak, Dongfang Yun had already jumped onto the white eagle.

At this time, a roar suddenly came from his ear, Dongfang Yun looked sideways, but saw a Gu puppet "flying" towards him.

Before he could react in the future, Qin Sheng had already unfolded the folding fan, and with a movement of his wrist, several silver needles were thrown from the mechanism at the end of the fan in an instant.

Accurately pierced the acupoints of that Gu puppet.

The man suddenly fell silent and fell from a high altitude into the sea of ​​flames.

In the blink of an eye, he was drawn into the end of the heat wave by the tongue of flames.

"What kind of monster... can jump so high, is he trying to put you to death?" Qin Sheng said.

Dongfang Yun only glanced at him, and then drove the eagle to start looking for people in the vast sea of ​​flames.

Qin Sheng shook his head, sighed and said, "She really is an iceberg beauty."

After saying that, he took a last look at the figure that was flying lower and lower. Although he was worried in his heart, he still turned around and returned to the cave.

In the jungle, the flames lashed out.

Within a square inch, it is almost impossible to move an inch.

The way back was blocked, so Mu Changxian took Liu Qiuan's hand and followed his memory and intuition towards the creek.

This is the only option right now.

Liu Qiuan looked back from time to time, worried about Dongfang Yun who was still in the cave.

As a result, his footsteps were in a hurry, his mind was in a trance, and he tripped over an obstacle on the road as expected.

Fortunately, Mu Changxian supported him in time and said, "How is it?"

Pain came from his ankle, Liu Qiuan tried to take a step, gasped suddenly, but still gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, let's go."

Mu Changxian looked at him, suddenly put him on his back, and said, "You don't look good at all."

Liu Qiuan lay on his shoulder, enduring the pain in his ankle, and whispered: "I'm sorry..."

The flames behind him chased after him, sweat broke out on Mu Changxian's forehead, but he still couldn't find the stream. As far as he could see, there were fireflies flying around. They hit the trees and burned. The animals were frightened and ran around headlessly.

Liu Qiu'an felt that his body was much weaker than usual, and there seemed to be something restless whispering deep in his heart.

Suddenly a big tree fell on the left side, and Liu Qiuan fell from Mu Changxian's back. He only heard a loud sound of falling to the ground, and dust was flying in front of his eyes. He coughed several times and managed to get up from the ground.

"...Mu Changxian?"

Mu Changxian was on the other side of the tree trunk. At this time, he also got up from the ground and coughed: "...are you hurt?"

Liu Qiu'an shook his head, but his figure became unsteady, the poison in his body began to move, and he could even feel that the unknown lines were slowly encroaching on his skin.

Mu Changxian stretched out his hand towards him, but Liu Qiuan didn't dare to shake it, and took a few steps back in fear.

Mu Changxian was puzzled, but this moment was not time to waste. He jumped over the tree trunk and walked towards him.

At this time, an arrow suddenly shot out from among the burning trees beside him, and the arrow pointed at his temple.

Liu Qiuan's pupils constricted, and the blood in his body seemed to start to burn instantly, burning his body, and beautiful "litmus" bloomed on his skin.

Mu Changxian paused, and the wind stopped abruptly.

He looked along Liu Qiu'an's raised arm, and he held the arrow in his hand.

Liu Qiuan panted heavily, his chest heaving violently.

He threw the arrow with his backhand, and then there was the sound of a person falling in the trees.

Mu Changxian stared blankly at the person in front of him, his sleeping memory seemed to break free.

"you……"

At this time, several unrecognizable Gu puppets rushed silently from the flames, attacking from behind Liu Qiu'an.

Mu Changxian didn't have time to think about it, and subconsciously pulled his hand, only to find that his hand was terribly cold.

Avoiding the deadly sneak attack, Mu Changxian hugged Liu Qiuan horizontally, and quickly threw off the pursuers with a few nimble vertical leaps.

Liu Qiuan buried her face in the hollow of his shoulder, her body trembling all the time.

Mu Changxian hugged him tightly, "It's okay, we can definitely get out."

Sensing Liu Qiu'an's nod, Mu Changxian burst into a rage, even if there was no way ahead, he was determined to find a way.

The heat wave threatened them all the time, and there were a few faint hawks in the sky.

Liu Qiu'an moved his arms, and Xuan Scorpion crawled out from his collar, waving its tail on his neck, as if calling to the sky for something.

Liu Qiu'an said weakly: "Wait..."

Mu Changxian paused when he heard the words, but didn't say anything.

Suddenly a long sword fell from the sky and plunged into the ground, just a few steps away from them. If they hadn't stopped just now, the consequences can be imagined.

Mu Changxian drew out his saber, protected Liu Qiuan behind him, and stared at the man in front of him with his brows tightly locked.

Seeing the mask on the man's face clearly, Mu Changxian froze for a moment, the bloody memories broke through the confinement, playing back in his mind like a revolving lantern.

He was still holding Liu Qiu'an's hand tightly, but something in his heart began to collapse.