Death in the palace?

But……

Zhao Zhibing is also in the palace.

Wu Xiaode's figure moved and ran on the street.

Under the cover of the silent and magic fog, none of those monsters walking around the street discovered him.

After a while.

Wu Xiaode came to the front of the palace.

Looking up—

I saw a huge spider entrenched on the top of the palace, which was even more large than the entire palace's main hall.

It is full of colorful fluff, and a cluster of spikes are revealed.

The sorrowful faces of humans have grown on the epidermis around this spider, and it is distorted with its movement.

Its entire body was covered with human faces!

The Book of the Dead quietly opened, and lines of small ice crystal words appeared:

"The mourner of the soul."

"(Death is attached to the middle)."

"This is a powerful monster. With the blessing of the God of Death, his strength has reached a higher level and he has quite powerful skills."

Death is indeed here!

Where is Zhao Zhibing?

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes to calm his thoughts.

Now I can't enter the palace at all.

Once there is any movement at the entrance of the palace, the monster will be alarmed.

The only hope is that Zhao Zhibing has been away from here.

just in case……

Wu Xiaode kept calm and thought about it again and again.

If Zhao Zhibing stayed in this palace, wouldn’t he be trapped inside?

She can't come out at all.

Not to mention killing enough monsters and returning to the real world.

So.

Is there any way I can help?

The "mother of the soul" in front of him was attached to the God of Death.

No one can deal with such a guy!

unless--

boom!

"

There was a fierce explosion in the distance.

In the palace, the mourner of the soul was motionless and even felt a little lazy.

Wu Xiaode didn't care about so much, turned around and rushed towards the place where the explosion sounded.

Through four blocks in a row.

He finally arrived at the scene of the explosion.

Here, the fire was soaring into the sky, the smoke was shrouded, and several houses were all blown to flat ground.

Zhao Zhibing is here!

She held a stack of talismans in her hand, put the dying monsters into the talisman, and said happily: "Now, it's enough to seal the demon talisman!"

Bai He stood beside her, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Yu, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Zhibing said strangely.

"It's okay." Bai He said.

Wu Xiaode couldn't care about so much, and his whole body was filled with mist, and he immediately wrapped Zhao Zhibing and Bai He in.

"Your Highness is here," he said with a smile.

"Huh? Why are you here-What's wrong with you?" Zhao Zhibing said.

She directly stuffed the demon-sealing talisman into Wu Xiaode's hands and said, "If you find a way to deal with the pope, use this talisman to go back directly. Don't hit monsters anymore, save your soul power."

"You keep it yourself," Wu Xiaode laughed, "I already--"

His voice came to an abrupt end.

Zhao Zhibing looked at him with a smile.

But she didn't know that there was a small hole in her chest that kept flowing blood.

Wu Xiaode took a step back, turned his eyes, and looked at Baihe.

Baihe looks sad.

It knows.

Wu Xiaode looked at Zhao Zhibing again, but saw that she was unaware of anything.

Her bright eyes were looking over and asked curiously: "Xiao Wu, what are you?"

She... probably didn't know.

"I have done my business-Your Highness, hurry up and go back to our world, so that even if you meet those terrifying guys again, there should be no accident, will it be?"

Wu Xiaode said as he glanced at Bai He.

Bai He was very keen, turned his head suddenly and stared at Wu Xiaode in surprise.

"Do you know?"

Bai He hesitated and asked in a voice transmission.

Wu Xiaode nodded slightly without a trace.

"Wait until I kill a few monsters and go back. There are many monsters here, so you can't just waste the demon sealing talisman like this." Zhao Zhibing said.

"Why might as well take a break first, I am safe in the fog." Wu Xiaode said.

"Okay, I need to replenish my soul power."

Zhao Zhibing sat down at the open-air dining table in a cafe next to the street, opened the bag she brought with her, took out a piece of mung bean cake and ate it.

"Do you eat?" She opened the bag and asked.

"No, you eat." Wu Xiaode sat down.

"Can't let her return to your world." Bai He suddenly passed on.

"What exactly happened?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"When the parallel world is destroyed, the god of death will return to its own world, but if a soul gives it new world coordinates, it will go to the new world." Bai He said.

"Zhao Zhibing..." Wu Xiaodedao.

"I didn't care about her." Baihe covered her head with his wings.

Zhao Zhibing glanced at Bai He, and said, "Yu, what's wrong with you?"

"I think of some past things, don't care about it." Bai He said.

Wu Xiaode looked into the distance, narrowed his eyes slightly, looking like he was not concerned about his own affairs.

Seeing that he was resting, Zhao Zhibing stopped talking to Bai He.

She also closed her eyes and took a nap.

The battle just now was indeed a bit tiring, making people mentally exhausted.

Wait a while.

Wu Xiaode took his eyes to look at Baihe.

Bai He knew it, and said: "In the technique of death, I helpless."

"You mean - it's just that you're helpless, right?" Wu Xiaode asked.

Baihe was stunned for a moment and sent a message again: "Yes, I'm afraid your white tiger has no choice, because we are just heroic spirits, and the God of Death is a god with 'power'. It was created by the demons to harvest the souls-

What a hateful thing!"
To be continued...