Travel to Xiu Xian Wen and beat up the group's beloved heroine

Wen Rendu's voice stopped suddenly.

He looked down at his left chest in disbelief.

Ruyu's hand was holding a beating scarlet heart.

The other hand reached into his Dantian and pinched Nascent Soul hard as he tried to escape.

boom!

Wen Rendu tilted his head and took his last breath.

The body was like a rag and smashed against the island below.

Qianshu shook off the heart in disgust and used the cleaning technique.

You are so mean-mouthed, you call me girl, and I want to slap you a few more times.

He guessed my identity and wanted to reveal it, but he didn’t die fast enough!

He snorted coldly, grabbed it in the air, and took the storage ring in Wen Rendu's hand into his palm.

Take out a black token from it.

It's the Token of Sinisterness.

Flirting with his fingers, he made a spell, and all the dense black lines that shot out from the evil token were broken.

The ghosts below are free.

The living mortals and monks involved are no longer under control.

Qianshu cast another spell, and the evil token gradually turned into a ball of black mist energy.

After doing all this, he took out a white token from Qi Yang's storage bag.

If you look carefully, you can also find that the lines on the white token are exactly the same as the black ones...!

Qian Shu cast another spell on the white token.

The token also turned into a mist, but it was white.

He took a slight breath and mixed the two mists together.

The black and white mist entangled and merged, and the mist quickly condensed into a drop of water, glowing with a faint golden light and exuding the power of silk.

He shook his hand and the water droplets disappeared.

He raised his eyes and looked around.

The island surface washed away by the tsunami was a mess with ruins, broken walls, broken branches and leaves.

boom!

Wen Rendu's body fell to the ground, sending dust all over the sky.

Qianshu didn't stop, his body turned into a stream of light, disappeared into the dust in the sky, and returned to the hole where he lay down.

calm.

Only some weak sea fish were forced to strand on the island, their tails swung and they tried to jump back into the sea, making a dying struggle sound of "bang bang".

After a full quarter of an hour, there was no fighting over the island.

It looks like it's safe.

There are monks and laypeople poking their heads or crawling out of the ruins with disgraced faces.

Everything above and on the island was quiet.

There is nothing to be afraid of people.

The yin energy continued to swipe, but the monks were mostly relieved.

"Miss Wei, Wen Rendu is dead. There is no need to continue opening the island formation, right?"

Someone shouted and ran towards the dark room.

But someone grabbed him.

"How do you know that the powerful man who beat Wenrendu to death was not an evil cultivator? What if he came to pick Wenrendu's fruit?"

"No way, dozens of breaths have passed and he hasn't done anything again. He must have just passed by to save us, right?"

"You are sick. The island array is closed. You must be lurking and have other purposes."

Several people were arguing endlessly, and suddenly...

"He won't hurt us. You go and help with the aftermath, and don't disturb Miss Wei."

The old and tired voice of Island Master Jiang came faintly.

"Island owner."

"Island Master, are you okay?"

Island Master Jiang was leaning against half the wall of the house, and several people hurried over to help him.

"Go and do your business." Island Master Jiang waved his hand.

"But this island formation..." Someone looked hesitantly in the direction of the defensive formation, "Do you want to continue to let her untie it?"

"If it is solved, can we still live such a peaceful and prosperous life in the future?"

"Island Master, I don't want to deal with those people outside, they are all so evil."

"Miss Wei is halfway through, wouldn't it damage her soul if she was interrupted forcibly?"

"She can recover from damage, but if we open it, we will never be able to return to our old life."

The more he spoke, the more outrageous he said. Island Master Jiang frowned fiercely, "Shut up, even if no one hurts us again, the Yin Qi lingering around us will not completely dissipate until the island formation is opened. Do you want your souls to be trapped for eternity?" In this ghost land?”

Quiet.

The people who were arguing just now were like ducks with their necks stuck, their mouths wide open, ridiculous and funny.

dark room.

Jiang Hong explained with an embarrassed look: "Miss Wei, don't care what they say, they are just... ignorant."

Although Wei Xiaoxi and the others were saving themselves, they were also helping the islanders.

Some people are really ignorant and selfish.

She is ashamed.

She whispered again:

"I will definitely punish them severely when they come back."

Wei Xiaoxi's eyes were red and her expression was numb. She didn't pay attention to her or what people outside were saying.

She silently counted the deconstructions that were about to be completed.

Five breaths.

Three breaths.

Take a breath.

boom!

Rumbling sounds sounded from all sides of the island at the same time.

The yin energy under my feet was blown away by the roaring sea breeze.

Everyone was startled and looked around.

It's obviously the same sky.

But Jiang Hong could feel that something... had changed.

On the north shore is the beach of Sanjie Island, where there are fishermen's houses.

Someone held a lamp, opened the door, and looked towards Taoyuan Island from a distance, with a horrified expression.

Yes.

Those ordinary fishermen saw them.

Wei Xiaoxi did not have the mixed feelings of the islanders.

All she had was panic.

She put away the streamer, endured the severe pain in her soul, and used her body skills to go straight to the hole where Jiang Qianshu was photographed before.

It was the middle of the month and the first full moon was rising, making the gray sky shine even brighter.

After the water column danced wildly, every pothole was filled with water.

Wei Xiaoxi saw a man in black swimming hard towards the edge of the pothole from a distance, and finally touched the shore.

Seemingly feeling something, he turned to look at her.

The man's eyebrows were as pale as paper, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Wei Xiaoxi's feet went weak and she almost fell to her knees.

It's good not to die.

She steeled herself, holding back her breath, and quickly ran to the shore. She bent down and grabbed him by the front, and lifted him to the shore roughly with force.

"You are very capable!" She gritted her teeth.

Jiang Qianshu, as if he had no bones, put his hands around her waist, buried his head in her neck, and said in a muffled voice:

"Xiaoxi, I feel so much pain."

He is in real pain.

Every time I use the art of disguise, it's painful.

It's like being hit all over the body with a hammer.

If you change your appearance twice, the torture is double.

He really didn't have much strength at the moment, so he simply leaned on the girl.

Wei Xiaoxi was holding her breath and couldn't let it out, and she still wanted to give him a big mouth.

Her heart ached when she heard his weak voice.

Jiang Qianshu had never shown such a fragile state in front of others, no, in front of anyone before, including her.

And it's a bit coquettish.

It really hurts.

Wei Xiaoxi's heart softened, her eyes turned red, and she hugged him back.

I don't know how long it took, but Jiang Qianshu suddenly felt warm liquid flowing through his neck. His body froze and he straightened up suddenly.

Sure enough, I cried.

Subconsciously, he wanted to turn around and leave.

Hold back again.

Jiang Qianshu's heart ached as he looked at the crystal tears in the corners of her eyes, feeling flustered and at a loss.

He suddenly thought of the successful solution experience in the cabin last time, and curled his fingers, a little ready to move.

Do you want to hold her in your arms again?