The umbrella woman stabbed her with a sword, and at least a few red spirit beads turned into invisible. She could feel the red lotus mark between her eyebrows being hot.

Jimoxiong is not the opponent of the umbrella girl. The umbrella girl is as petite as a three-year-old child and has a delicate mind like a thousand-year-old demon. She waved the umbrella in her hand, and the rain on the edge of the umbrella pierced towards Jimoxiong like an icicle.

"So that's it!" Tianle murmured to himself.

"Tianle, how are you?" Luo Zhongting was still worried about Tianle. He was wearing a straw raincoat and supported Tianle. Tianle shook his head and smiled, "I'm fine. Do you know that those spirit beads are condensed by the 30,000 demon souls. The fairy tomb should be the divine wood space. Everything exchanged in the space system is condensed by the demon with his last wisp of soul. So..." Tianle couldn't continue to say this. Everything was willing to sacrifice to make her successful and to help her. Sacrifice his last wisp of soul and refine himself into an artifact. Just to be able to cope with the heavenly tribulation and protect the demon world.

How many things are destined in the dark.

However, the thing she said just now was not just the soul of the fairy turned into an artifact. There was also her own Ice Sword, Situ Ling's Ice Closure Technique, and the icicle move that the Umbrella Girl just used, and the relationship between these three.

The master's scheming was indeed extraordinary. Perhaps, he had left Wuxin Island many times during the years he and the atrium were on the island. Perhaps, there were other ways to convey information between him and those ambitious people. For example, the carrier pigeons of this era, such as the most famous animal pet in this era...

Thinking about this, Tianle raised a smile on the corner of his lips, and his smile could not reach his eyes. She looked at her father in the air and the umbrella girl were fighting.

The figure of the three-year-old child of the umbrella was flipping rapidly in the air. The red umbrella in her hand made her face red. The umbrella kept flying out of the icicles. Jimo Xiong kept dodging and could not approach the umbrella girl at all.

Tianle continued to search in his mind about the memory of Jimo Ziya, about the Umbrella Girl. It is reported that three hundred years ago, the Umbrella Girl and others retired from the world in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

At that time, people in the world described the umbrella girl in this way: the umbrella girl, fifty-seven, a child as thin as seven or eight years old, was good at using a red umbrella, and was cruel and ruthless. She once killed five masters in the realm of Xuanjing and dominated the world. From then on, the masters above the Xuanjing disappeared.

That's about a legend three hundred years ago.

Tianle smiled bitterly. Is this a capsized boat in the gutter? How could he have thought that after three hundred years, the umbrella girl's body had shrunk to the size of a three-year-old child?

If it weren't for the help of the spirit beads and repaired automatically, the dagger would have penetrated his chest, and now he would have been cold.

Ever since, Xue Tianle has always been a person who takes revenge and revenge. How could he allow the person who stabs her with a sword to be safe?

Thinking of this, her figure flashed, flew away from Luo Zhongting's arms, and flew into the air. A flying needle was sprinkled down, and she specially picked the most painful place in the human body to put it in. As a modern general practitioner, if she couldn't even grasp how to make the other party suffer, she would have no face to call herself a miracle doctor in this era.

Fifteen flying needles were sprinkled out.

Nine pieces were successfully hit by the umbrella girl's umbrella. The other three pieces did not hit the pain.
Chapter completed!