The handsome men of the comics rushed over

The black figure rushed towards Yuan Jiao excitedly. Yuan Jiao dodged quickly, took out glutinous rice from his pocket, and sprinkled it on him as he passed by the black figure.

Soon the glutinous rice fell to the ground, and the black soul was not hurt at all.

At this time, Yuan Jiao saw Liu huddled in the corner, with his head buried in his legs, exuding an air of despair.

"Liu." Yuan Jiao shouted to Liu, but Liu didn't respond at all, as if immersed in his own world.

"You don't need to call him. He is already immersed in a world of pessimism. He will be eaten by me soon. Hahaha." It smiled smugly.

Yuan Jiao swung the peach wood sword and stabbed it hard at him, but he turned around quickly and the peach wood sword didn't hit him at all.

"You can't beat me." It stretched out its hand proudly, and the black energy on its hand gradually turned.

Yuan Jiao observed the distance between the two people. He was moving very fast.

With his palm facing upward, the flames rolled violently, as if eager to try.

The body ran towards the black shadow quickly, and in a few moments, it came in front of the black shadow. The peach wood sword and flame greeted the black shadow at the same time.

The black shadow looked at the fireball and peach wood sword on his abdomen in surprise.

It didn't take Yuan Jiao seriously at first. She was just a child with some abilities. What could she be capable of?

Yuan Jiao pulled out the sword, but soon the black mist on it filled the injured parts.

But Yuan Jiao was sharp enough to notice that its wound had not completely healed.

"You completely pissed me off."

The black figure quickly absorbed the surrounding black fog, and a sharp cry for help came from inside.

Yuan Jiao immediately understood that the surrounding black fog was actually a kind of soul, but because of its tiny energy, it could only become food for this big guy.

Yuan Jiao quickly opened the curtains to let the sunlight in.

Yukimura was waiting anxiously outside, and from time to time he could hear the sound of loud fighting coming from the house.

But the strange thing is that no neighbors around came to see what was going on.

The sun was getting hotter and hotter. Yukimura felt dizzy. An abnormal blush appeared on his fair cheeks, but his lips were getting paler and paler.

Slowly, he seemed to hear Yuan Jiao's voice coming from behind him, "Yukimura, Yukimura, we should go back."

Yukimura wanted to agree reflexively, but then he remembered, wasn't Yuan Jiao in the house? Why was she outside?

Even if it came out, it should have come from in front of me. How could it run behind me?

A slightly cool hand rested on his shoulder, and the cool breath touched his ear, "Why don't you answer me?"

Yukimura clenched his hands and tensed his body. Suddenly he lost consciousness and fell heavily to the ground.

The figure behind saw the person lying on the ground, clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, and left.

Why did you faint?

He hasn't responded to me yet.

On this side, Yuan Jiao looked at the violent black shadow and rushed downstairs instantly.

The black shadow behind followed Yuan Jiao closely, stretched out his arms, and got closer and closer to her. He was about to catch her, with a big smile on his face.

The next second, Yuan Jiao turned around, picked up the black dog blood on the ground, and splashed it at the black shadow.

"Ah..." The black shadow roared in pain.

It seems that black dog blood is still useful. I must prepare more of it next time.

He took the gourd out from his waist, opened the lid, and the painful black shadow was immediately put into the gourd.

She quickly attached the talisman to the upper lid.

Go upstairs and find Liu quickly.

"Liu...Liu...wake up."

Liu heard a familiar voice ringing in her ears. The sunlight shone on the blood-stained body, and at this moment it seemed like an angel coming to save her.

"Great, you finally woke up." Yuan Jiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come with me now. If you don't go back, your body will be hopeless."

Yuan Jiao pulled Liu up from the ground.

Liu stared at Yuan Jiao's hand holding his wrist. It was obvious that the soul could not feel warmth, so why did he feel warmth on his wrist now?

This warmth seemed to flow into my heart, and I unconsciously covered my heart with my hands.