Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

No way!

Ye Shaoyang leaped wildly and turned his head and glanced at it - nine tails, swaying with the wind.

"Small nine, it won't be really you!!"

Ye Shaoyang shouted and almost didn't fall from her back.

"Shaoyang, it is me."

It is the voice of Xiao Jiu!

It’s just a dream.

For a long time, Ye Shaoyang thought that he was dreaming.

"How come you are here, where have you been before, why didn't you come to me for so long, how do you know that I will be here?" Ye Shaoyang asked these questions.

Xiaojiu said with a smile: "Now, when you are not chatting, you have to escape. It is the way the wind makes me ambush here, in order to find a chance to save you. After you agree with Xu Wenchang, the road has already It is counted that the ghost king will come to ambush, so it is arranged in advance."

"So... why don't you come out early to help?"

Xiao Jiu said helplessly: "When we come out together, it is not the opponent of the ghost king and the ancestors of the River, but simply hide two. As a strange soldier, it may be useful at a critical time, and it is not a problem."

It turned out to be the case!

Ye Shaoyang still wants to say something, suddenly there is a loud and sad cry behind him: "Little Heaven..."

Ye Shaoyang suddenly turned back and looked at the sound. He saw the person who spoke - Xu Wenchang, and other people's shadows floated between the water and the sky. His opponent, You Jun has disappeared.

That yin and yang are spreading at an extremely fast speed. It is already very close to Xu Wenchang, and he will swallow him.

"Go!" Ye Shaoyang screamed, but he also saw it. With Xu Wenchang's position, he was afraid that he could not get away.

"Small nine, go to save people!"

"Shaoyang, too late..." Xiaojiu is very embarrassed.

Ye Shaoyang ignored it and threw the Suyan to Xiaojiu. He jumped into the direction of Xu Wenchang.

The **** giant network that the ancestors of the Styx had made was flying in the face.

The road wind, the Yang Gong Temple and the pepper figure passed together from the side, and the ancestors of the River did not go to find their troubles. After all, his goal was Ye Shaoyang, the smoke of the arms in the arms, and the strength of the three people was too strong. Can't fight.

When Ye Shaoyang just started, he was caught by the rushing wind and threw back to Xiaojiu’s back and said, “Revenge for him.”

"Little Heaven Master, don't come over!"

Xu Wenchang also discovered the situation here. He quickly said that he also knew that he could not escape. He simply gave up resistance and left a decent place for himself. He stood in midair and waved Ye Shaoyang to wave his hand. The wind is right, don't come to save me, I just tell you something, I believe, you can do it, don't care what the gods are, you are the only hope in the Three Realms!"

The road wind pressed Ye Shaoyang on the back of the small nine, while running wildly, Ye Shaoyang looked back and looked at the tears, and his eyes covered his eyes. He quickly wiped a hand and looked at Xu Wenchang.

Xu Wenchang wore a square scarf, wearing a beige gown, shaking a folding fan in his hand, and the shawl of the gown flew up, and the first division of the sinister sorcerer.

When he was a man, he was the master of the school, assisting the governor Hu, eradicating the shackles and clearing the South China Sea, and the essence of the art of war into a "small town", all of which were passed down to the squad, the smashing ball, defending the territory...

To be a ghost, it is the first division of the reincarnation division, but it is a major event that acts on the whole yin. Especially after the ghost king has occupied the capital city, he has always been to mediate, and he must be relatives, no one has a shelf, a lifetime of hooliganism. If the weight is light, now, it is finally at the end.

Xu Wenchang smiled lightly, raised his hands, and went to Ye Shaoyang to perform an ancient ceremony in the pre-Qin period: first push the hand and push it, then bend down and take a deep look. "Little Tianshi, fortunately!"

"Do not!"

Ye Shaoyang broke away from the shackles of the wind and once again rushed over. At this moment, the yin and yang spread and the body of Xu Wenchang was wrapped up.

The spiritual power in his body burns like a huge and bright fireball in a flash. Doesn't that dazzling light represent his life?

After a few seconds, Guanghua disappeared and Xu Wenchang had disappeared. In his original location, there was only a pile of fine.

The desperate blow of the Promise Ghost King, even a strong man like Xu Wenchang, seems so vulnerable.

It will be gone at once.

"Xu Gong, fortunately!"

Ye Shaoyang looked at the fine flying sky and muttered.

Xiaojiu started the speed and jumped into the space channel and came to the boundless world.

Ye Shaoyang squatted on the back of Xiaojiu, her head buried in her soft fur, and her tears continued to linger.

Xu Wenchang’s death has deeply spurred him. In the recent period, death is really too much. Xiaoma, Qingyunzi, and the gods of Shura’s world... Now even Xu Wenchang’s old friend is not there. Ye Shaoyang’s heart is more than Sad.

He kept his head in the fur of Xiaojiu's back, letting her ride all the way. When she stopped, when Ye Shaoyang looked up, the east was slightly white. They were in a mountain forest, and the air was filled with The smell of flowers and soil, Ye Shaoyang knows to be back to earth.

Three people came behind the road.

"My brother, I am gone." The pepper figure looked at Ye Shaoyang and said to the wind. "Look at your face this time, I will spare him a life. I will kill him next time I meet!"

Ye Shaoyang was very sad at the moment. After listening to this, he was suddenly furious. He was going to draw a sword on the spot, and his waist was empty. He remembered that the Seven Star Longquan sword was used by himself to make a desperate blow to the Styx. The old ancestors, did not come and come back, the heart suddenly cooled a half, the result of the wind raised his hand and thrown a sword, it is the seven-star Longquan sword.

"Old friend, sorry..."

After this fright, Ye Shaoyang was gone, no more.

"Do you want to fight with me?" The pepper figure said coldly.

"You will be killed in the future!" Ye Shaoyang said she ignored her.

"We don't know who will die first." The pepper figure also countered a sentence.

Yang Gong took a picture of the pepper and said, "Come on."

The pepper map also knows that they are there, this one can't be played, and he left.

The road wind went to Ye Shaoyang, and one hand pressed on his shoulder and said: "The ghost king's power is a blow, and it will die when it is stained. There is no way."

Ye Shaoyang also knows that there is no way. He does not blame the wind. After all, the three people at the time have a certain distance from Xu Wenchang. If they rushed to save him, they would not only run for a while, but the result was only one person.

If the wind is absolutely certain, then there is nothing unexpected.

Ye Shaoyang is just very sad. He repeatedly thinks about what Xu Wenchang said last time.

"You are the only hope in the Three Realms!"