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Being reprimanded by Kong Zaijin in a bad tone, Yuan Zhao only smiled at him, and said calmly and gracefully: "Don't be so fierce. Brother, why don't you block it for me?"

Kong Zai glanced at him, and continued to confront more and more puppets.

Yuan Zhao: "Brother, give me a puppet."

Kong Zai picked out the tip of his sword, and picked out a puppet that had temporarily lost its combat effectiveness for the poor man.

"Thank you." Yuan Zhao caught it firmly, and pressed the puppet on the tea table with the body of the Xuanguang sword. The teacup fell to the ground due to his actions and broke.

He tore open the puppet's skirt with a veil.

Sure enough, there was a mark on the puppet's heart!An "eight" was printed crookedly on it, but the eight was ruthlessly scratched.

The meaning is obvious, that is, you are useless.

Seeing his actions, Kong Zaijin understood immediately and asked, "How?"

"The crossed out 'eight'." Yuan Zhao said, "The eliminated goddess will be made into a puppet."

He sighed and burned the puppet.Seeing a beautiful girl with distorted face growling silently in the fire, he could only take a few steps back silently and continue to wait.

He is waiting for the real goddess.

The surrounding walls had been demolished during the fight, and the gloomy candlelight was not blocked by the fragile walls, making the puppets move their index fingers in the silent darkness.

However, they were all small soldiers, and just this kind of small soldiers was not enough to make his Department of Corrections and Prosecution helpless.

As long as there is a Department of Punishment and Prosecution, the Goddess will not appear, so there must be someone like the old village head of Wushan Village behind the puppet.And this character will definitely appear when the puppets can't solve it.

He looked into the distance, not knowing where to look.He wandered: the curfew of the ghost car fiefdom was done too well, no one came out to make such a noise.

If everyone encircled and suppressed them together, they would be afraid of the so-called goddess.However, the person behind the scenes used the fear of rumors to firmly hold down the common people, making it impossible for the common people to encircle and suppress them.

This person didn't push too hard, because he knew that if he pushed too hard, the people would give it a go in extreme fear.

Yuan Zhao's movements of stroking Xuanguang paused, and the puppet's movements also froze.He stood up and said, "Here we come."

Surrounded by many women, a woman walked out slowly. She was wearing a long red gauze hat, and her gestures and gestures were full of style.

Without saying a word, the woman started fighting with the boy in black!

The storm was surging, and the two people who were dueling in the sky turned into afterimages!

Suddenly, an embroidery needle and a sword energy flew out from the afterimage, completely destroying the ornamental trees next to the small courtyard!

Kong Zaijin glanced at the black-clothed boy, and suddenly felt sullen in his heart--I knew it was a lie, your strength is beyond what a person who has just turned [-] should have?

Yuan Zhao couldn't use the familiar swordsmanship, he couldn't use the high-level magic of purple electricity and water, he could only use the simplest tricks of picking, poking, stabbing, and slashing.

He saw the opportunity to stab, and pierced the woman's shoulder.

The woman was terrified, and the needles flew out, forcing the black-clothed boy back a few steps.The boy in black seemed to have been hurt by her needle, clutching his chest and gasping for breath.

No matter how weak this boy is, the woman is not in the mood to fight with him anymore.She seemed to be injured like this for the first time, she bent over in pain, and the puppet ebbed!

The woman ran away!

The black-clothed boy seemed to have lost his strength, and fell from the air in a bit of embarrassment.Kong Zaijin's heart twitched, and he immediately stepped forward to support the boy.The young man brushed his hand away, walked a few steps away by himself, and leaned on the tea table to rest.

Kong Zaijin looked at his hand, lowered his eyes and asked, "Where is the injury?"

The boy in black shook his head: "Brother, wait."

Kong Zaijin didn't know what he was waiting for.Gui Xuan likes to wear black clothes.Even if he was bleeding, Kong Zaijin couldn't tell.

Just like he would never be able to tell if Master was injured or not.

Thinking of this, he impulsively straightened Gui Xuan, forced Gui Xuan to look directly at him, and asked stubbornly, "Where is the injury?"

Yuan Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Brother, do you know that you use your body as bait?"

Kong Zaijin was taken aback: "What?"

"That woman's strength is still not enough. Over the past few years, it's impossible to rely on that woman alone to maintain the frightening power of the legend."

"Are you fishing for the person behind her?"

Yuan Zhao smiled at him and said, "Sometimes, weakness is also the bait to lure snakes out of their holes."

Kong Zaijin grabbed his arms, tightened his hands for a moment, and finally let go: "Can't you just tell me?"

Yuan Zhao looked at his trembling eyelashes in surprise, thought for a moment, and said softly, "Brother, I see."

Kong Zaijin was about to say something when suddenly an unprecedented drowsiness swept over his body. He opened his eyes wide and couldn't see clearly the face of the black-clothed boy in front of him for a moment.

Yuan Zhao caught him and helped him to his room.Yuan Zhao settled Kong Zaijin, and whispered: "Good night. The next one is not Guixuan's home game, so don't watch it."

He walked out of the room and stood in the dilapidated wall for a while, when a fuzzy cloud of smoke appeared in front of him.

Yuan Zhao said: "You are a ghost car..."

Smoke snorted sarcastically.

Yuan Zhao said with a smile: "Is your other avatar?"

The shape of the smoke froze, almost unable to float, and fell from the air: "Bold boy, hurt my wife, I want you to know... what is the anger of the ghost car!"

"The anger of being exposed." Yuan Zhao snapped his fingers, and Zidian fell from the sky, clearly reflecting the coldness in his eyes.

The smoke dodged the purple lightning and turned into the shape of a nine-headed bird with a duck body and wings, so majestic!

Yuan Zhao squinted his eyes halfway: "Your avatar should be the strongest one, right? Besides, you can see me through it."

The nine-headed bird snorted coldly, and the feather blade flew out!

Yuan Zhao will not underestimate the enemy when fighting anyone.Zidian fell from the sky and hit the nine-headed bird with precision, scorching most of the nine-headed bird's feathers!

The nine-headed bird roared, and in an instant, dozens of clouds of smoke came from all directions!When the smoke fell to the ground, they all turned into new nine-headed birds.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhao sighed: "If you don't call your real body, what's the use of calling so many clones?" He said while removing the bandage from Xuanguangjian.

The Xuanguang sword trembled.In the dark night, there seemed to be streams of light flashing across the body of the sword, and the faint light flashed suddenly.

Zi Dian twirled and twisted into a majestic whip, swung his hijab down, and chopped off some weak avatars without a trace.

The nine-headed bird is not afraid of his purple lightning, and when the wood-type magic is cast, countless vines grow from the ground!The arms of the vines floated to Yuan Zhao's side with the wind, trying to wrap his arms around him!

A water shield was thrown out, blocking the soft and sinister thorny leaf hands of the vine man.

Hundreds of water blades cut through, and the vine man instantly turned into cold slices!Yuan Zhao did a lot of things during the time he was talking nonsense in the battle.This first meeting gift is these hundreds of water blades and water shields.

Yuan Zhao stabbed with a sword, as if he had pulled back the Nine Heavens Thunder, the purple electric arc on the body of the Xuanguang sword leaped high, extremely excited!

Nine-headed Bird and Xuan Guangjian faced each other, and his mind suddenly shook, as if there was some powerful fluctuation in his mind, his feathers stood up, and he let out a long cry in full of defense!

Yuan Zhao was caught off guard by his ear, and the scene in front of him appeared double, and the dozens of nine-headed birds became three at one time, and two at another time!He flicked the Xuanguang sword and brought out a sword of Jiangzhu before he was willing to retreat.

He rubbed his browbones, raised his eyes again, and found that it was not a double image, but a dozen parts of the nine-headed bird-the body really joined together!

After splitting into one body, the nine-headed bird became a five-headed bird.

The five-headed bird laughed and stepped on the mother of the earth, causing the whole earth to tremble!He swooped down, and the sharp beak went straight to Yuan Zhao's eyes!

Yuan Zhao dodged sideways, his shoulder was scratched by a bird's beak, his clothes were torn, and a bloody gash was cut on his shoulder.

He didn't care about the wound on his shoulder, and with a thought, several bolts of purple lightning fell from the sky.The Zidians scrambled to twist into a rope, and fell fiercely on the five-headed bird!The five-headed bird was in so much pain that it rolled on the ground shamelessly, only to avoid the second blow of the Zidian whip!

The moment the empty whip fell to the ground, an empty yard next to Qushu's yard was like a model made of cobwebs, shattered into powder, and there seemed to be a scorching sound in the air, which was pungent.

Tsk, there is a bit of skill, and I escaped.

Compared with Yuanzhao, the five-headed bird was completely enraged!If the whip hit him, then his avatar would be completely abolished!He was so angry that he bullied himself into a close fight with Yuan Zhao!

His beak is extremely sharp, and he has killed countless innocent people, and when he is approached, he has a disgusting blood.One of the bird's beaks took advantage of Dr. Yuanzhao's lack of reaction, and pecked hard at the bloody cut on his shoulder again!

Yuan Zhao's eyebrows moved, without changing his face, Xuan Guang stabbed one of the five birds in the eye!

The five-headed bird immediately pulled out its beak, and shook its head desperately, trying to throw the dazzling "toothpicks" out of the blood-filled eyes.Unfortunately, he failed!

Under the command of the master, Xuan Guang kept penetrating into the eyes of one of the five-headed birds!In the next second, the bird's head was sliced ​​into oblique slices!The splashed brains can be directly put into the hot pot, and then fed to the five-headed bird, so that he can understand what the supreme nausea is.

The injury on the right shoulder is serious, and I don't know what's wrong with the bird's beak, and the blood can't be stopped no matter how magical it is.Yuan Zhao had to let his left hand hold the sword.

One died, and five birds rolled on the ground. The feathers scorched black by the thunder whip were mixed with the soil, making the bird extremely desolate and ugly.

Yuan Zhao approached with flying steps, and was about to make up the knife, when the corner of his eye twitched, he turned around immediately, and cut off a vine that grew and became more lush at some point!

He turned over to avoid, Xuanguang kept cutting off the rattan, and the water blade kept releasing, cutting off the wriggling rattan!

The five-headed bird laughed sarcastically: "The plants in this mansion are all under my control! Don't be stubborn!"

Yuan Zhao said with a smile: "You don't know, I did some tricks as early as when a dozen of you merged into one?"

The five-headed bird had a bad premonition in his heart, and with a thought, he was terrified: Why can't he summon the plants outside the small courtyard? !

Enchantment.Trapped us inside, hit hard, don't disturb the people.Yuan Zhao said in his heart, I am really a good citizen.

The five-headed bird was angry, and he twittered and cursed a lot.Poor thing, Yuan Zhao didn't want to hear it at all, and even when he was on the verge of cursing, he gathered hundreds of water blades and wiped out the vine man.

When Yuan Zhao's Xuan Guang cut off the last cane, the sense of crisis behind him suddenly increased!He jerked sideways!It turned out that the only four remaining heads of the five-headed bird pecked at him in unison!

He avoided two, and the other two didn't. One head further intensified the injury on his right shoulder, and the other pecked viciously on the back of his thigh!

After becoming a demon king, Yuan Zhao habitually did not cry out for pain.If it wasn't for his frighteningly pale complexion, no one would know how badly he was injured!

He found an opportunity in the crisis, Xuanguang pierced the heads of those two sneak attacking him!

Yuan Zhao didn't have time to catch his breath, so he withdrew his mysterious light, exerted all his strength with his left leg, and kicked out another head of the nine-headed bird with a whip kick!That head was like a watermelon that had been stripped of its vines, rolling sideways.

If one ignores the flustered expression on the bird's head, the watermelon can be described as rolling happily.

Yuan Zhao looked stern, as if his right leg was not injured at all, he raised his foot and crushed the last bird's head, and said, "Hey, can you hear me?"

The bird's head kept pushing hard, but it couldn't break free no matter what!He tried to attack with the feather blade, but there was a thunder in the sky, and a painful and numb burning sensation suddenly appeared behind him!pain!

The boy in black actually whipped him again with a purple electric whip!

Ah ah ah ah ah!It hurts!stop fighting!stop fighting! !

No matter how shrill his cry was, or how it caused goosebumps, the black-clothed boy still just scorned himself indifferently: "You are really possessed, even your avatar is a nine-headed bird. Your body is the devil." Clan, why tell yourself 'I'm above'?"

The Nine-headed Bird's throat was so tight with fear that the cry of pain could only be stuck in his throat!His chest seemed to be severely deprived of oxygen, shrunk dryly into a wrinkled, scorched black ball.

The black-clothed boy stared at his dirty head, and crushed the last head of his avatar like a cigarette butt with his toes.

The boy raised a wild smile: "You'd better get out by yourself...cough cough cough!"

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly turned pale and knelt down on the ground, clutching his chest and coughing sharply, a mouthful of blood was unexpectedly coughed up by him!

When the nine-headed bird saw it, a strange light flashed across its eyes.

The young man's lips were ashen, his eyes struggled to turn around, he raised the black and dull sword with trembling hands, and pierced through the head of the last bird of the nine-headed bird clone!

But Nine-Headed Bird could clearly see that the boy passed out unconsciously after piercing his head!The boy was seriously injured!He can get rid of this boy!

The perspective of the avatar fell into darkness, but the fire of revenge ignited in the heart of the nine-headed bird hiding in the dark!

The wind gently brushed over the ruins after the war, and the ashes of the bird's corpse gently stroked the blood on the boy's face.

The boy lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips.He stood up, cast spells to remove the dirt on his body, and then swallowed a few medicines for trauma.

After a while, the bleeding stopped, and a thin layer of blood scab formed.In the silence of Pingdan, the young man carefully tied the bandage on the pitch-black Xuanguang with the help of the sparse sunlight.He tried to wrap himself in a bandage, but as soon as he moved, the wound opened and blood slid out.

He thought to himself, the beak of the nine-headed bird is really evil, it actually has the effect of slow healing.

Usually with this type of injury, he would be alive and kicking again after taking a few pills... Oh no, the Demon Lord can't be jumping and kicking, he should be mature and stable.

He had no choice but to withdraw the spirit enchantment, walked into his room, and changed the torn clothes.

Pulling the screen, to isolate the bed from himself, to make sure that Kong Zaijin would not have the possibility of secretly observing his injury when he woke up.

The scar left by Hei Lei behind him couldn't be concealed by magic, so he also tightly wrapped a bandage around his body, making sure to cover up the scar before stopping.He applied ointment to the wound on the back of his thigh, bandaged it, and changed into new pants.

It's just that the wound on the shoulder...he couldn't bandage it, or just apply some ointment. Just as he was thinking about it, a faint voice came, and Kong Zaijin gnashed his teeth behind him: "Ghost, Xuan."

Yuan Zhao resisted the urge to hold his forehead, and thought to himself, why did you wake up without making any sound? !

He turned around and pretended to smile relaxedly: "Brother, good morning."

Kong Zaijin rarely had the urge to get angry at others, but seeing the young man's shoulder injury and pale smile, he couldn't bear to get angry.

Really mad at him.

Yuan Zhao observed that his tightly pursed lips loosened again and again, and he breathed a sigh of relief: It should be fine.

Kong Zaijin pulled his wrist, dragged him onto the bed, took the medicine and bandage from his hand without any explanation, and bandaged his wound.

The people behind didn't say a word, Yuan Zhao felt that the atmosphere was really awkward, and said: "Brother, thank you... hiss." Why did you suddenly exert yourself!The wound will hurt!

Kong Zaijin said strangely: "I remember, you are not afraid of pain, right?"

As soon as Yuan Zhao heard his tone, he knew that he was angry.He coughed, not knowing how to answer.

Kong Zaijin didn't bandage his wound with force on purpose, and asked, "Is your back hurt too?"

Yuan Zhao: "No."

Kong Zaijin looked at the boy's tightly bandaged back, and said nothing.After he finished bandaging, he threw the medicine and bandage back to him, and left the room alone.

Yuan Zhao looked at the bow on his shoulder dumbfoundedly, and put on his outer robe.He was dressed in black to cover all his scars. Except for his pale complexion, no one could tell that he had been injured unless he said anything.

He is used to carrying wounds alone.The little peacock suddenly discovered his injury, which really shocked him.