(Through the book) My master is sick

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The more Ye Xiao thought about it, the uglier her face became, and she almost couldn't hold back the restless violent factor in her bones, her hands were so itchy that she beat up this bastard apprentice.

Ye Wuyou trembled when she heard her voice, and lowered her head obediently to be 'taught' by her, but within two seconds, she raised her head abruptly, as if her nerves that were already dying suddenly lied to her corpse Come alive.

Ye Xiao stared at her with a cold face, until Ye Wuyou's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Master?!" That scream really didn't fit Ye Wuyou's paralyzed face, it was so shrill that it broke his voice, Ye Xiao let her ruin his ears expressionlessly, and rolled his dead fish eyes: "What are you looking at, don't be blind yell."

"Come on, come on, cough, cough... what are you doing here!" The girl struggled frantically, her expression twisted suddenly, her bloodshot eyes seemed to bleed, her limbs were waving wildly, "Who told you to come, go! You go, you go!"

Ye Xiao pressed her firmly, turning a deaf ear to Ye Wuyou's uncontrollable yelling, but worried that her throat, which was so shabby that it hardly seemed like a woman's voice, would be broken by her.

"Hurry up!!" Ye Wuyou burst into tears.This was the first time Ye Xiao saw her such a big mood swing, this heartless person was amazed all of a sudden, she moved closer and took a good look at Ye Wuyou's face.

There was a lot of blood.Thin.

She came to two conclusions. Seeing that Ye Wuyou was out of breath from crying, she stretched out her hand and squeezed the face mixed with blood and tears.

"I really love to cry," the woman wrinkled her nose, and said in a helpless tone, "Okay, okay, I won't scare you. Little crying bag, I believe you really like me."

Ye Wuyou was probably struck by the title Xiaokuibao, and his face was blank.

Seeing her stupid look, Ye Xiao's heart suddenly softened a tiny bit.

Ye Wuyou hiccupped from crying, and before he had time to go crazy again, he saw the woman slightly raised the corners of her lips, and smiled at her with a gentle expression.

This smile was so gentle that Ye Wuyou looked dumbfounded, his mind went blank, and he even forgot to cry.

While she was staring at her, Ye Xiaomeng stretched out his hand and slashed the back of her neck, then put the little apprentice who had been knocked unconscious by her on Xiao Ming's back, and stared at Ye Wuyou's blood-stained face for an unknown amount of time. With a silent sigh, he jumped into the battlefield from the hidden forest.

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☆、Chapter 76 Pretending to be such a thing

Mingyi was going crazy.

He watched Ye Wuyou suddenly fall headfirst to the ground, his heart almost jumped out of his throat, and then he saw Ye Wuyou was suddenly carried away by a cyan figure——as for why it was a cyan figure , because the man was too fast, he didn't even see clearly what it was.

What the hell is this all about!

Ming Yi's eyes were bloodshot with anxiety, if he had the self-explosion skill, he would be able to explode into a firework that would kill Matt immediately.Under the attack of rage, the sluggish momentum on his sword suddenly rose a few inches, and the scattered attacks became dense and fierce again.

Thousands of calculations, everything is so secret, how can Huangquan come to the door so quickly! Ming Yi couldn't figure it out, could it be that this ghost thing really has supernatural powers, and can figure out their route? That Tsing Yi is also from the ghost domain Right!? Isn’t Ye Wuyou...!

If Ye Wuyou died... what face would he have to meet Hualao and Yanlao, it would be better to die here, and it would be considered an explanation! The look looked quite crazy.

He suddenly gritted his teeth and let out a roar, piercing a man's chest and abdomen with all his strength while the sword light was flashing.Blood spurted out, soon soaking his already dark clothes.

But obviously Mingyi's erupting small universe is time-sensitive.After hitting with all his strength, he could barely hold on for more than [-] rounds, and then suddenly fell to the disadvantage, under the attack like a ghost, he was more and more powerless.

And just when he was about to be unable to withstand the more and more intensive attacks of those people, that blue figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes again, and before he could see it clearly, it swept across his blurred vision like a whirlwind.

Ming Yi's tired and clamoring nerves tensed up again, just for a moment, he managed to see that the Tsing Yi was probably a woman.

Under the extremely tense atmosphere, the woman in Tsing Yi seemed to be unable to see him, her figure flickered, and suddenly disappeared again.

Ming Yi was startled suddenly, an extremely dangerous premonition suddenly appeared without warning, which made him subconsciously want to retreat quickly, but before Ming Yi could make a move, a very bright golden light suddenly flashed in front of him.

The light dazzled him so much that he could barely keep his eyes open, and under this dazzling golden light, the hook that was holding him tight every step of the way suddenly evaporated, without any movement at all.

When the flickering light dissipated, Mingyi cautiously opened his red eyes, but was horrified to find that the 'ghosts' who had besieged him in the three ghost domains before were lying on the ground without a sound, and either their heads were broken or their necks were broken. Fuck, this death is as neat as it needs to be.

Mingichi: ... I don't really understand this situation.

Once the 'ghost' in Huangquan died, he was the only one left.The space was terribly empty for a moment, as if even a little vitality had been swept away by the wind, and there was a strong smell of blood floating.

Mingyi finally got the space to breathe. He should have breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment he became more nervous because of this weird scene. His pupils dilated sharply, and he didn't dare to breathe. He always felt like he was being watched by someone. The strong sense of crisis made his heart beat non-stop, and his tinnitus came and went.

Ming Yi's Adam's apple slid up and down a few times with difficulty, his eyes rolled around very quickly, and he saw clearly the few people not far in front of him.

The other companions had already fought bravely with the ghost domain not long ago, only Ming San and Ming Si who were alive were still fighting fiercely, and the clanging of swords and swords was endless.

Amidst the ear-piercing noises, Mingyi felt that he had fallen into another world.The scalp-numbing sense of crisis from nowhere nailed his steps firmly in the mud, like a corner forgotten by time, motionless like a stone sculpture that could not breathe.

It's hard to describe the extreme emptiness and fear.Ming Yi's hair stood on end for a moment, almost giving birth to the illusion that he was dead.

Ye Xiaoyin was hiding in the tree, looking down from a high position, staring at him without blinking, like a poisonous snake slowly spitting out a snake letter, thinking whether to attack or not.

Ming Yi trembled immediately, the oppressive feeling of being stared at by some dangerous carnivore was like tens of thousands of ants crawling on his vest, it was not itchy, but numb, so numb that he even wondered if he was A big hole was broken in his back, causing his consciousness to instinctively condense on one point.

Then the dull and numbing consciousness followed the beads of sweat along the temples to the chin. During the sliding arc, the highly tense consciousness fell into the blood-smelling mud.

He even heard the slight 'tick'.

The blood-soaked clothes were once again wet with his sweat, and the inexplicable and sharp sense of crisis made him physically and mentally exhausted.Mingyi's heartbeat was out of balance to the point that it could burst at any moment, and every second seemed to be cut into ten thousand pieces to spend.

I don't know how long it took, until the sense of crisis that suffocated him finally disappeared, and Mingyi regained his breath.

At the same time, Ye Xiao looked away. In the dark night, the leaves on the tree trembled slightly.

The wind suddenly came to life amidst the languorous panting of the half-blood man.

Ming staggered a few steps, then half-kneeled on the ground unbearably, not knowing that a shabby figure had just flashed past behind him.

He only felt that he had stepped into the coffin with one foot. It was not easy to climb out. It was as if he had died all over again. .I just gasped for breath and couldn't get back to God.