"Heizi, come and help me! You are the fastest, use your claws, fast, that tentacle is behind Sister Mu Qing's head!" He had no choice but to ask for help from the little black cat. ()! The fastest updated one

Heizi tilted his head and his little ears trembled, as if he had heard Wushuang's words, but he was not the master. Yueying Wutong Beast is arrogant and only recognizes one master for the rest of his life.

"Heizi, go and help Brother Shuang! Go quickly!" Na Xiu patted Heizi's little head and encouraged it.

The little black cat squinted a pair of black pupils, without any anger in his eyes. It was also a blind cat. However, this cat did not affect its hunting or its agile posture at all. Its hearing is too keen, and it can use its own hearing to virtualize the nearby floor plan in its brain, and use this to judge whether it is attacking.

The little black cat jumped down from its shoulder, leaned back and crawled step by step towards Mu Qing. The little black cat was born with hunting ability. The four meat pads under the little feet removed the gravity of the body. When they walked, there was no movement at all. Its other ear was listening to Mu Qing's breath, judging her angle and position according to her breath, and whether she had noticed her own movements.

"Yes, we will all go back alive. I'll take you on a big plane and eat delicious food, so that you can go to school and study. Hurry up, drive away that devil! You'll be free!" Wushuang was still distracting her attention.

The time has come. The black cat is now located just behind Mu Qing. It is half-squatting on a tree branch, arching its waist, and its hind legs are tightly stretched. Its posture is like an arrow about to be shot.

A black shadow passed by, and the little black cat flew out with a light black light. It opened its claws and accurately struck the plant tentacle behind Mu Qing's head with its sharp nails. Suddenly, a stream of green plant fluid overflowed...

Meow... Meow... The little black cat's agile figure fell to the ground. Behind him, the tentacle had been cut off. It screamed loudly as if it was asking for credit from its owner.

"I...I...can I go back with you? I want to go to school, I want to take the train..." Mu Qing finally woke up, and her body fell down like a kite with a broken string.

Wushuang rushed up and hugged her in her arms, then took off her blood-stained jacket and covered her. "Okay, I promise you to take you away! You will be free from now on!" Wushuang helped up the slender Mu Qing, turned around and was still struggling on the ground and wriggling the plant tentacle. Then he picked up Mu Qing and turned around and left.

The sky tree was shaking, and every vine was awake. They stood up like the claws of an octopus underwater, shaking their heads and tails, and tentacles as thick as forearms grabbed Wushuang. Wushuang held the cold blood treasure blade in his hand and kept circling with them, blocking the front of Xiu and Mu Qing.

"That's it! Take Mu Qing down quickly, leave quickly! I'll cover it!" he shouted.

Wushuang is no longer the same as before, he is still him, but now he is very weak, not the weakness of his body, but the weakness of his soul and power. He is only himself now, and the power of the blood and soul in his body has completely disappeared, and Antumei no longer protects him! In addition, he has been covered in bruises throughout the way, so it probably won't last long.

"Where are you? Brother Shuang, let's go together! It's too late to walk!" The wrist trembled, and two silver threads shot out in one go, accurately wrapping the two huge rocks on Tiandu Peak.

"Fuck me, I don't want to die, how can I not leave? You go down first, no one can protect you, no one can survive! Go quickly and leave!" This is what Wushuang should say.

Then he was in a dilemma, and he would probably be helpless if he left Wushuang and ignored him. But if he didn't leave now, Wushuang wouldn't be helpless, but all of them would have to die! What is the tentacle of these plants in his eyes resurrected, but the whole sky tree was shaking slightly. What is the sky tree? Isn't it the incarnation of the Qing Emperor?

"?Get out quickly, don't you go down first, will you die?" Wushuang cut off the two vines without hesitation, rushed up and pushed Mu Qing into her arms.

"Brother! Then be careful! I'm waiting for you below! We won't leave if you don't come back!" Na Xiu held Mu Qing's waist with one hand, and wrapped the metal silver wire with the other hand, and slid down the silver wire to Tiandu Peak.

After they left, Wushuang could let go. However, this sky tree was the incarnation of the Qing Emperor. Now, it has been completely resurrected. The entire towering ancient tree is trembling. Countless vine tentacles are whipping at him from all directions. Even if he has three heads and six arms, it is difficult to resist.

"Antumei! You haven't shown up yet?" Wushuang shouted.

Wushuang was tied up by several vines and dragged her to the sky tree. During the process, Wushuang's head was in chaos and could not remember anything. At that time, Baidi's power left his body and hid.

With a snap, he couldn't defend himself. A vine sucked his back hard, and a burst of pain was burning on his back. The brute force lifted him out. His body was thrown into the air. The space of the crown was not large, so he was thrown out in an instant. His eyes had already left the range of the crown. Under him was a deep abyss surrounded by clouds and mist, which was smashed to pieces in a few seconds.

"It's over, I'm having a big time!" He muttered, his body falling down.

At this moment, the colorful flower that had just bloomed had poked out from the tree canopy, like a big mouth, accurately caught Wushuang's fallen body.

"No, right? Why is this still like a Bodhisattva? I don't like sitting on the lotus platform." He knew very well that he brought Antumei here, and Qingfu would not let him go.

Sure enough, the countless colorful petals slowly closed, and the setting sun in the sky dimmed little by little. Finally, there was only a piece of darkness around. There was no cold here, full of warmth and a faint fragrance of flowers. He was like an embryo that was about to be nurtured, swallowing the ceiling.

There was no sound outside, and it was pitch black in front of him. He didn't know what was about to happen, what energy was contained in the bud. He struggled desperately inside, but the walls of the bud were extremely solid like iron, and he could not break free.

"Let me go out! You, Qingfu! Do you dare to come out and talk to me 1v1?" He was frantically struggling in the huge buds.
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