Chapter 136 Identity Exposure

At this moment, the time seemed to be still. Between the lightning and flints, desperate eyes suddenly flashed an inexplicable blue light. Then the claw that was about to pierce into Qin Si's delicate body was cut off. At the same time, in mid-air, the hard heads of more than a dozen devil wolves were torn like thin paper by sharp blades, and strangely broke and fell down, and blue blood arrows soared out of the neck of the devil wolf and splashed far away. Qin Si only felt that she was stagnant, and an equally weak body held her back steadily back to the cold dragon scales.

Qin Si opened her eyes, and the purple-haired woman around her was both familiar and strange. The eyes as weak as water have become as sharp as knives at this moment.

"I'm sorry." On the back of the flying dragon, the dull people looked at the timid little demon and said this guiltily, and then jumped off the back of the flying dragon. In mid-air, the little demon's jade-like hands gently poked out, and a pair of exquisite silver moon machetes appeared in her palms, shining with a strange light in the moonlight.

As soon as the purple-haired demon landed, ten magic wolves rushed up. She did not hide or avoid it. The machete held back and stood still. As soon as the ten magic wolves were about to pounce on her, the little demon's body turned lightly, two silver moon machetes, with a series of blue and strange knife gas, and a faint golden light emerged. In the blink of an eye, the heads of the ten magic wolves fell down, and the blue disgusting blood was sprinkled all over the ground.

If the first blow is not real because they are worried about Qin Si's safety, then this blow is extremely clear. Ling Wei was happy first, and then his face turned black. He had associated the little demon with the killer who had assassinated Caesar's three brothers. The little demon just appeared out of thin air to cut off the demon wolf's head, and then took Qin Si's instant disappearance. It is exactly the same as the method of the assassin!

At present, it is not the time to be distracted. Ling Qian has taken out the broken sword and split the magic wolf that has just rushed up into two sections. There is a green fire shining in the eyes of the magic wolf in the night.

"Ulariel..." Qin Si, who recovered, waved the magic scepter and read out three consecutive spiritual magic from the mouth of the sandalwood, blessing the three people fighting with the wolves.

The vast demon wolf rushed to the little demon with golden light all around him like a moth. The little demon held two knives back and bowed left and right. Every time he waved his arm, several magic wolves died. The silver moon machete in his hand seemed to be a great treasure. The devil wolf's neck was broken and bloodless.

The little black with one less weight finally flew to a height beyond the reach of the magic wolf. Ice." The magic of ice turned into countless snowflakes and fell down with a terrible chill. It stained the body surface of the magic wolf and immediately froze it into an ice sculpture. The ice sculpture was broken, and although the magic wolf did not die immediately, it also lost its combat effectiveness. It crawled on the ground and was trampled alive by the later magic wolf.

The holy land full of energy elements allows the magician ice to use the magic of ice endlessly, which relieves a lot of pressure on the three people below. The scholar who flew into the air by the wind magic dance was as wide as the hand on the back of the flying dragon. How have they seen so many five-level devil wolves at such a big age? Especially last year, he was almost killed by the lion and tiger beast in seconds, and his brain has long been out of his mind. Because each three-eyed demon wolf is several times more powerful than the lion and tiger beast. But in front of these people, it is like a straw for autumn harvest.

It was a bloody and long night. When a trace of belly white appeared in the east, the small number of magic wolves finally retreated after leaving the bodies of countless compatriots.

This night, Ling Li didn't know how many wolves he had killed, and his arm had never stopped. Fortunately, Ling Hui, who has the strength of the holy level, shared most of his pressure. Otherwise, Ling Li would definitely not be able to stick to it. Because every magic wolf is equivalent to the strength of a twelve-level human strongman.

When the battle was over, Ling Li found that his arm seemed to be filled with iron and could not lift it. He put the dark sword into the ring and inserted the broken sword into the scabbard behind him. In the forest, the bodies of the magic wolf piled up like mountains, and the pungent smell of blood scared those low-level monsters to dare to approach. Before the matter was over, Ling Li walked to the purple-haired demon in the sea of corpses, probably because of physical fatigue, and his footsteps were slow and heavy.

"Did you kill Xiaowu?" Ling Wei questioned as he walked, and his hoarse voice echoed in the forest.

Little Black landed steadily on the ground with everyone. Everyone's complicated eyes turned to Ling Wei and the little demon who were slowly approaching. The contradictory heart was not a taste.

The little demon's double knives have been put away, and the sharp eyes that only became weak during the battle have returned to their weak appearance. They are pitiful and pitiful.

"I'm sorry, Ling Li." The little demon stepped back timidly. Nervous, she didn't know where to put her hand. This woman is really a contradictory combination. Obviously, she has the strength of the holy level, but she is so timid. If she dares to be cruel and kills the man who questioned her in front of her, she may only need a knife.

"Why?" Ling Wei asked coldly, feeling uncomfortable. Nothing is more chilling than being deceived by his companions. And the person he treated as a friend in front of him also killed his companions one after another. If it hadn't been for the fact that he had just saved Qin Si, Ling Wei would have been full of hatred for the little demon.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." The little demon stepped back a few steps to keep a distance from Ling Wei.

"Brother." Ling Hui ran over and grabbed Ling Wei's arm. She was worried that Ling Wei would do something excessive to stimulate the little demon.

"Huier, you already knew, didn't you?" Ling Dao.

"Ye." Ling Hui nodded gently.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Ling Dao.

Ling Hui's delicate body was slightly shocked. In my impression, it was the first time for my brother to talk to myself in such a questioning tone. At present, he was wronged.

"No... Guan Huier's matter is a secret that the little demon asked her to keep." The purple-haired woman lowered her head like a little girl who made a mistake.

Looked deeply at the little demon. At this time, this weak and beautiful purple-haired woman made Ling feel hypocritical and disgusted. But it was true that she saved Qin Si before.

"You go." Ling Wei sighed, and he owed her a favor. If Qin Si died here last night, he would go crazy.

"Brother."

"Hit." Ling Yu said harshly.

"Ling, don't drive the little demon away." Qin Si also came up, and she gently took Ling Li's hand.

The aggrieved little demon lowered his head and shed tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Do you really want to drive me away?" The poor girl suddenly raised her head bravely and looked straight at Ling Yu, but there were two tears on Ruyu's cheeks.

Seeing the woman's appearance, Ling Wei's heart instinctively softened, but he still insisted without changing his face: "Go, I don't want to see you."

"I'm sorry...Ling Li." The little demon shook his head in pain, and then put his hand into his arms to take out the space jade.

"Little demon, don't." Liu Ruoyu, who had been silent, came over, took the little demon's weak shoulder, and buried her head in his chest.

"I'm sorry, Sister Ruoyu, I'm sorry, everyone." The little demon sobbed, and then the white light flashed and disappeared.

On the wide and bustling streets of Nohia, the little demon walked aimlessly, the weak woman who had just lost her friend.

The corners of her eyes are still full of tears, pitiful and heartbreaking.

"Demon." The woman in the same blue shirt somehow stood in front of the little demon.

The little demon raised her head. When she saw the appearance of the visitor, the grievance in her heart could no longer be resisted. She cried and threw herself into the man's arms.

"Auntie, the little demon is so uncomfortable and my heart hurts."

Besides, in the Holy Land, it took Ling Wei and others three days to finally dig out all the magic crystals in the body of the three-eyed wolf all over the mountain. During this period, everyone found that there was a large lake deep in the forest. Everyone cleaned the magic crystal and threw them all into Ling's ring. Because the little demon left, the enthusiasm of the big harvest just now is much less. I don't have the heart to count the number of magic crystals.

In the background, Lourte, who was born as a demon hunter, slightly estimated that these magic crystals were eight hundred without a thousand. In terms of each 4 magic energy, in less than a week of entering the Holy Land, everyone has obtained 3,500 magic power. This is several times that of other teams.

"Let's go, keep going." Ling Wei looked up at the people who were resting on the edge of the lake. Ling Yu, who drove away the little demon, has been complained by the women countless times in the past few days.

"Brother." Ling Hui beside him grabbed Ling Wei's hand.

"Hm?"

Ling Hui hesitated and said, "If Huier did something wrong, will my brother drive me away?"

"Huier, don't say stupid things."

"Brother, I mean if..." Ling Hui was unwilling to say.

Ling Li smiled and didn't know why Ling Hui said this inexplicable word. He stretched out his hand and pinched the girl's jade face and said, "If Huier does something wrong, my brother will follow you to make mistakes."

Ling Hui smiled happily and said, "Brother is so good."

I don't know why. Now Ling Wei has a crazy idea, which is to go to the edge of the Holy Land. During the days when everyone was resting, he often drove Xiaohei to look far away from a high place and faintly saw the end of the distant forest, surrounded by clouds and fog, as if he had a feeling of summoning him.

Now there are nine of them. Ling Li asked Qin Si and Ling Hui to sit on the Pegasus Qiu together, Liu Ruoyu and Ling sit together on the wind chime, and let the scholar perform the dance air to follow, leaving A Hand, Lute, Bing and himself sitting on the little black back. In this way, the speed of the journey has been accelerated several times.

As soon as the one-month deadline arrives, the magic array in the space jade will automatically open. That was also the day when everyone left the Holy Land.

The warm sun shone on the green crown, on which three black shadows swept quickly. Everyone's pet trumpet planted a martial beast and hid in the tail of the flying dragon. The mung bean's eyes stared at the front motionless, looking dull. The little guy didn't escape. Under the canopy, where Ling's vision is out of reach, Nian Wuqi, dressed in a white swordsman's robe, is shuttling quickly...