008 Magic Friendship

"There is revenge, and there is resentment."

Yi Xuanzi looks like he is waiting for a good play.

This sentence is no different from a bolt from a bolt from the blue.

After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly understood what was going on and smiled, "The fairy is not a joke! He belongs to you."

"Hm?" A trace of anger appeared on Xuanzi's handsome face.

Xuanxian is the third most powerful state in the fairy world. How can Mo Ke afford to provoke him? He quickly said, "The immortal is angry, and the boy is just afraid. That's it, that's it."

After saying that, raise your paws.

The corner of his eyes quietly looked at the cliff five steps away.

Yi Xuanzi held his hands on his chest and looked at this scene with great interest.

Mo Ke shouted loudly and split his claws at Yang Zifan, who made frozen ice carvings.

The black fog spread, and Qingjia looked slightly sideways. He didn't understand why Yi Xuanzi did this, but he couldn't ask too much about his position. He got along with Yang Zifan for many days, which made him feel that Yang Zifan was a good person, but unfortunately...

I don't know the current affairs.

If you have a future, you can only die halfway.

Cutting Yang Zifan's fog like a sharp sword, Qingjia closed his eyes, and he didn't want to see a scene of flesh and blood flying.

When he closed his eyes, the fog suddenly turned around and rolled away to the smiling Xuanzi side. Moke didn't know where the courage came from. He reached out and grabbed Yang Zifan, who had turned into an ice sculpture, and ran to the edge of the cliff.

Yi Xuanzi was shocked and didn't expect that Mo Ke would help Yang Zifan.

The fog thickly covers his vision, but it can't stop his strong cultivation. When the immortal magic formula reaches his realm, he no longer needs to recite the magic formula.

With a flick of the finger, two ice knives came out of the fog, like lightning.

Although it seems to be an extremely ordinary move, it has already reached the state of returning to nature. At this time, Moke has just escaped two steps, three steps away from the cliff.

"Puff." The sound of the knife like a body came, and Mo Ke had no resistance. Two ice skates were inserted into his body and froze half of his body in an instant.

Mo Ke turned his head, and the ice quickly spread from the wound around. He threw Yang Zifan's ice sculpture out with one palm.

The ice sculpture fell to the edge of the cliff, and the green armor suddenly took action, and the palm of his hand instantly crossed a few feet away and grabbed the ice sculpture.

Moke saw this scene and said angrily, "I. Fuck. Your grandma's." The sound of explosions like fried beans is endless. Unexpectedly, it blew up the meridians and shattered the ice. Shengsheng took two more steps forward to block the palm of Qingjia.

"Bang."

Another sound of flesh and blood in the palm of his hand, and the immortal power entered the body. Mo Ke sprayed a mouthful of blood in the air. He opened his eyes and saw the frozen Yang Zifan falling off the cliff smoothly. He turned his head and laughed wildly.

"Broken void."

He spit out the last four words in his mouth, and his scarlet palms grasped the ice sculpture.

"Don't let him escape." Xuanzi was furious and threw a large piece of crystal white. As soon as this thing appeared, time seemed to slow down. Moke's voice began to decompose extremely slowly, and the ice sculpture touched by his palm began to decompose.

However, the speed of this decomposition is getting slower and slower, with a faint stagnation.

"Self-made smart." Yi Xuanzi sneered and strode forward, as if he had not been affected by this crystal.

Moke's eyes were wide open, and he didn't expect Xuanzi to have such magical power and sighed for a long time.

It's a failure!

The clouds in the sky also seem to feel sorry for them, and the dancing clouds roll together one after another, like a string of marshmallows superimated together.

It's just that this marshmallow is a little strange no matter how you look at it, as if someone is rolling desperately from inside, and I don't know where a gust of wind comes from, like a catalyst blowing into the clouds.

The huge and strange "cotton candy" seems to have lost its buoyancy and fell from the sky, and the momentum is not much slower than the rainy drops in the cloudy sky.

It was smashed down.

Quiet, unconscious...

What's more, Niu XX hit Yi Xuanzi who stepped forward.

Xuanzi was shocked, but only a large cloud was rolling on his body, and there was nothing wrong. When he pulled out the clouds in front of him.

I only saw the middle finger raised by Moke, who turned into a void particle.

This is provocation and ** naked irony.

Yi Xuanzi was furious: "Who, who broke my spell?"

Qingjia was also at a loss. Marshmallows fell from the sky, and these strange things happened to him.

"If you don't come out, don't blame my ruthlessness." Yi Xuanzi's face turned blue and glanced around with his divine consciousness.

The sky is full of white clouds and the sun is shining.

Somewhere, a deafening sound suddenly came out.

"Get out of here."

Yi Xuanzi and Qingjia fainted in the power of this god.

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"You only have one idea in your life."

Yang Zifan felt that he was soaked in a cold atmosphere, with a strange sentence floating in his head.

"What's the idea?"

In such a strange scene, he did not feel any discomfort, but a comfortable feeling.

"You only have one idea in your life."

The voice was still ethereal, and Yang Zifan caught a glimpse of a chaotic area in his eyes, a little confused and helpless.

I don't know why his heart beat violently, and the pain poured into the darkness like a tide.

"Ah"

He shouted, woke up and found himself immersed in the bottom of the water.

The water is very cold and deep.

After swimming for almost half a quarter of an hour, Yang Zifan emerged from the water, and a thick fog covered his vision.

The lake is extremely large, and the edge cannot be seen under the cover of thick fog.

I don't know if I was frozen by Yi Xuanzi's spell?

Aren't I in North Mengjiao?

He recalled what happened before he fell into a coma and didn't understand why he appeared here. Am I in a fantasy?

He thought of a possibility and pinched himself hard. It was very painful.

"This..."

Yang Zifan was confused, and his spiritual senses were no different.

After going ashore first, he thought so and suddenly saw a familiar black flashing not far from the southeast.

"What is that?"

He swam quickly. There was a large area of water grass, and there was a dark shadow soaked in the water. Yang Zifan turned him over and was shocked.

"Moke."

How did he escape? Why is he here?

And where did this new injury come from?

Yang Zifan felt that Mo Ke was still alive, but he was seriously injured. He quickly carried him on his back and fell to the shore.

I found firewood again and lit it with a sky fire.

In the light of fire, Yang Zifan was able to see Moke's appearance at this time.

There is no intact flesh and blood in the whole body, as if it has been penetrated by a lot of energy. Some wounds are too large, and the blood is still flowing, but the nose is still there.

"What should I do? What should I do?

He will fight, but he won't be good at saving people.

By the way, seven episodes Dan.

He thought that a seven-episode elixir given to him by Luo Shangshang in his ring was useless and immediately found it.

Opening the medicine box, the peanut-sized, crystal clear pills shine with silvery light under the firelight. Yang Zifan did not know whether the seven episodes of Dan had any effect on Moke, but now he was afraid that he would die of too much bleeding if he did not save him.

Gently open your mouth.

Yang Zifan used the spirit of Qinglian to carefully cross the seven episodes of Dan into Moke's body.

The silver-white luster disappears in the mouth.

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There is no imaginary so-called divine light, and there is no tragic scene. In short, Moke recovered little by little under the role of Qiji Dan.

During this period, Yang Zifan did not dare to neglect at all. In addition to burning a fire every day, he also wandered around like a soul. He always wanted to find out where this was and how he escaped from Yi Xuanzi.

After wandering on the lake for a few days, Yang Zifan sat on the shore and looked at the firelight in a daze. Suddenly, he patted his head and scolded himself as a fool. I pulled out the wishing grass from the ring of the rhinoceros ring.

This one has not moved since he met Qingjia.

He was taken out by Yang Zifan and stared at his black eyes, which was very aggrieved and helpless.

"Quick, buddy, I need your help. Check how I got out."

The power of the Wishing Grass Eye has been learned by Yang Zifan in Rainbow Town. Its black eyes shined on Moke, and everything that happened that day responded to Yang Zifan's mind.

At this look, it's amazing.

Yang Zifan was stunned and looked at the unconscious Moke.

The wind gently stirred on the lake, shaking the water plants, shaking the fog, shaking the water waves on the lake, and shaking the heart of a teenager.

After a long time.

"I'll do it." The teenager raised his middle finger and shouted at the sky.

Then he chattered to the unconscious man around him: "Remember...Remember..."

Although it was only three short words, it buried a seed in Yang Zifan's heart. The seed and the one buried when he was a child quietly sprouted, leaving a deep stroke in his heart.

"There are no good people in the fairyland."

This may not be the original intention of the immortals, or it may not be the original intention of a brother in the fairyland, but it is tightly because of a coquettishness brought by the top, which has created today's scene.

If there is a chance, if there is ability.

Pig a hole that day.

Yang Zifan clenched his fist and looked at the flashing flames.

The affairs of the immortal also seem to evoke the memories of Wishing Grass, which stared at the sky with black eyes.

One person sits quietly by the lake, waiting for one person to recover.

Where do you live?

Useful?

It's useless. Since meeting Qingjia, Yang Zifan has vaguely felt the things he will face in his heart. It is impossible for him to return to his previous life or the place where he used to live before these things are solved.

Now he begins to vaguely understand the feeling of the black knife. He looked up at the sky and his eyes flashed. It was an unyielding aura. Even at that height, it looked trembling, but he was not afraid.

A firm and iron heart quietly grows up by an unknown lake.

The teenager bowed his head and threw a firewood into the fire. The spark splashed and the fire became more powerful.

The body is mortal, and there is no fear of where to live, the heart is mortal, and there is no fear of the power of heaven and earth.

The strange grass around the teenager was a little tired. He stretched his leafy hand and got into the ring. One day, he went again. I don't know if you will wake up tomorrow.

The teenager looked sideways at the man beside him and prayed silently in his heart.