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    Xue Meng was about to choke on a mouthful of blood, but Mo Ran didn't have so much time to vent his anger. When he heard this sentence, he turned back to the corpses and blocked the first line of defense.

    Chu Wanning had been helping Nangong Si debug the bracket machine that was obviously tampered with by someone. At this time, he saw Mo Ran fighting hard in front, and immediately flew to the gate of the palace, and said sharply: "Mo Ran, come back!"

    "Master"

    Chu Wanning smashed down a golden enchantment, and the enchantment lighted up, and suddenly pushed the corpses away a few feet, and then he placed three guardian enchantments in the three places, the long steps, the front of the hall, and the gap between the stone gates,  Then he dragged the ink back.

    "You stop first."

    Mo Ran anxiously said: "Master's enchantment in Jiaoshan can't last too long! Master, why bother!"

    Chu Wanning's eyes were like blue frost and purple electricity, he gritted his teeth, pushed Mo Ran hard, and pushed him back into the hall: "You are injured all over and go to die, go back to meditate! Shi Mingjing!"

    "Master, I am here."

    Chu Wanning volleyed a little bit of ink burning: "Heal him."

    Shi Mo nodded: "Yes, Master."

    Mo Ran pressed Shi Mo's extended hand, and said to Chu Wanning who had turned his back: "It's just a skin trauma, Master, your enchantment here is at most enough to support a stick of incense.  It will also consume a lot of your spiritual power, you"

    Chu Wanning didn't turn his head back, standing in the sky: "Then I will hold on to this incense stick."

    Mo Ran wanted to talk again, but was held back by Shi Mo, Shi Mo's cool hand touched his skin, rolled up his sleeves for him, and began to cast spells to heal his injuries. Mo Ran met his eyes, and he silently  Mo Ran shook his head, then lowered his eyes, focusing on his spell.

    Chu Wanning said: "Xue Meng."

    "Yes, Master."

    "I can't hold on anymore, so you go up. Don't hold on, if you feel a little powerless, go up to the Lord."

    Xue Zhengyi hurriedly said: "Okay, it will be better to take turns."

    Chu Wanning continuously sent his spiritual power to the third-layer enchantment, and said: "There is another thing to trouble the Lord."

    "you say."

    Chu Wanning gritted his teeth and said: "Ask the group of waste hiding behind, except those who are not good at hand-to-hand combat in Treading Snow Palace and Gu Yueye, let them come if they can fight!"

    "Then what if they don't come?"

    Chu WanNing said: "Then break the gate of the palace and sit on the ground waiting to die. You see they can't get over it."

    Xue Zhengyong passed by, Nangong Si was staring at the half of the lock in his hand with a sullen face, not knowing what to do, and why the prohibition under the first head was suddenly broken.

    Logically speaking, as long as Nangong Changying gives the order, it is impossible for anyone to change the spirit of the evil flood dragon. How could it be like this all of a sudden

    Xue Zhengyi asked those who could deal with it to go ahead, and Ye Wangxi said, "I'll do it."

    Nangong Si immediately came back to his senses, and he held her back: "You are a girl, how can you¡ª"

    Ye Wangxi, however, stared at the submissive group in Jiangdong Hall, talked about his disciples from left to right, and said coldly: "Even if there are only two people in the Confucian School, they are not greedy for life and afraid of death."

    The few middle-aged female nuns who had ridiculed her daughter before were still in their prime, but now they were silent, and all looked elsewhere, not looking at Ye Wangxi's face.

    Just like that, Xue Zhengyi gathered some people, and suddenly froze for a moment: "Hanxue? Why are you no, no, no, you are not good at this kind of thing, you go back."

    Mei Hanxue looked clear and cold today, and said: "Uncle, don't worry, I know what's in my heart, I won't play tricks."

    Xue Zhengyi looked at the owner of the Snow Palace, seeing that the owner had no objection, he had no choice but to let Mei Hanxue join this group of people.

    Jiang Xi frowned and said, "Just keep resisting like this? It would be better to keep some people who are suitable for hand-to-hand combat and send them to the apse to see the situation."

    Xue Zhengyong said: "First deal with it for a while, see if we can repair the Kuoji, it is the best policy to go together, if it can't be repaired, then we can only divide into two groups, one group to resist, and one group to go to the apse to check the situation.  "

    Jiang Xi said: "That's fine. But who can repair the machine?"

    At this time, one hand was raised tremblingly, and the owner of Ma Yun Village, who was scolded by Jiang Xi just now as if he was shy, poked his head out, and said weakly: "Well, the technical work of this agency, I, I  I think I can still give it a try.¡±

    Jiang Xi was both angry and funny: "Then why don't you go soon?"

    Ma Yun took Nangong Si and stumbled away.  Xue ZhengWhile watching Mei Hanxue retreat from the enemy.

    It's strange to say, he remembered that Mei Hanxue was obviously the spiritual core of water and wood, but he didn't know why he used fire tricks.  He was alone, lying on a harp with water cut off, his fingers were clanging, his face was cold, but what he shot was the fiery red barrier flames, forcing all the corpses that tried to approach to retreat.

    "The door is closed! Mr. Mei!"

    Mei Hanxue let the crouching harp hang in the air, and followed him step by step. When he retreated to the door, Xue Meng suddenly realized something was wrong. He turned his head and said: "Can you open the door again? This piano is too wide, can't get in¡ª"

    "Need not."

    Mei Hanxue interrupted Xue Meng's words coldly and succinctly, and suddenly put the harp in the music box, lost the suppression of the sound of the piano, and suddenly a group of zombies rushed up. Xue Meng knew that he was not good at close combat, and his expression changed suddenly  , After pulling out the dragon city, he will rush out to help.

    Unexpectedly, before the person passed by, he saw a flash of silver light, and a silver saber appeared in Mei Hanxue's palm at some point, with the sword Qi awe-inspiring blowing his hair and breaking his hair, only to see his sword dance into a shadow, and then sweep the ground  And retreated, throwing the sword violently, before the door was about to close, Mei Hanxue raised her hand and said sharply: "Shuo Feng, come back!"

    The saber turned into a bright light and shadow, piercing through the gap, Mei Hanxue caught it suddenly, held the sword flower in her arm, and returned to her side.

    The gate of Tiangong closed suddenly.

    There was a muffled sound from outside, it was the sound of corpses and dragon tendons smashing on the door, but it seemed to come from a long distance away, the palace gate that the Nangong family built heavily was not so easy to break through.

    Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and several disciples from the upper cultivation world who had never seen the big world all knelt on the ground with their legs limp, and some even had no future, and cried out: "Oh my god this is all  What's the matter"

    After the break, Mei Hanxue also breathed a sigh of relief, but the way he breathed a sigh of relief was not significantly different from usual. If Xue Meng hadn't been staring at him, I'm afraid he wouldn't have noticed that he opened his lips slightly and spit out lightly.  Take this breath.

    Suddenly seeing two horrifying gazes beside her, Mei Hanxue turned her head: "What? Why are you looking at me?"

    Xue Meng's throat was a little dry: "your sword"

    Mei Hanxue glanced sideways at the long sword flowing with silver light: "Shuo Feng."

    Xue Meng's face was uncertain for a while, and he said: "When did you know how to use the sword? No, no, it should be when did you have martial arts?"

    "there is always."

    Xue Meng said in amazement: "Then why didn't you use it during the Lingshan Conference?"

    "" Mei Hanxue was silent for a while, then said, "I don't want to use it."

    Xue Meng seemed very puzzled, and even a little angry: "Are you looking down on us? If you take out your martial arts, maybe you are the second?"

    Mei Hanxue rolled her eyes, and there seemed to be some mockery in her cold eyes. He just looked at Xue Meng, whose cheeks were slightly flushed because of anger, for a while, and then said: "The third place is very good, the first  " He pursed his lips, wiped Xue Meng and walked over, and a word fell into Xue Meng's ear lightly.

    "Number one is too stupid." (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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