Chonglou turned around and winked at Gong Xianxian. In such a difficult situation, he could still laugh.

"I don't want to die. Beat me quickly. I don't believe they can't beat you to death."

Gong Xianxian can't die here. Her soul has not recovered yet, and she hasn't found out what happened fifty thousand years ago. How could she die here without knowing it? Absolutely not

possible.

Gong Xianxian held the wooden stick in her hand tightly, and hit the big skeleton with her backhand at the big skeleton that had just gotten up. But what surprised her was that the stick hit the big skeleton without any harm to it.

My strength is normal, there is no pain or itching, and I can continue to stand up.

Gong Xianxian's eyes widened with surprise, but she still didn't believe in evil. She raised her hand and hit it with the stick again. This time, it only bent the legs of the big skeleton, but still didn't break it up.

"It seems that not only have they grown taller, but their fighting ability has also increased. It's no longer possible to imagine defeating them as easily as just now."

While Gong Xianxian was fighting, Chonglou was also fighting like her. When he found that his attack had no effect on the big skeleton, he felt a little frustrated.

We have been fighting for a whole day. We have been fighting non-stop since we arrived at the Holy Land. We are exhausted. We have not given a chance to breathe. How can our tired and hungry body resist these indestructible skeleton corps? Chonglou

Now I just want to find the person who originally designed the level and scold him.

"What should I do? They are not afraid of being beaten at all."

Gong Xianxian hit the big skeleton in front of her and shouted anxiously at Chonglou.

Chonglou was also busy fighting the skeletons opposite him, and the exhaustion all over his body made him extremely uncomfortable. It would be great if he could drink a few sips of fine fairy wine now.

"Hey, didn't you take a pot of fine fairy wine from my palace before? Where did you put it?"

Chonglou suddenly remembered this and immediately yelled at Gong Xianxian.

"How long has it been and you still want to drink?"

Gong Xianxian rolled her eyes at Zhonglou angrily.

"What do you know? That fine fairy wine can restore my spiritual power, and it can also help you restore your physical strength."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I have one."

Hearing Chonglou's words, Gong Xianxian seemed to see new hope, and a rare smile appeared on her face.

"Did you really bring it?"

Chonglou turned around and looked at Gong Xianxian in surprise. He left the big skeleton that was fighting with him vigorously and flew up, directly to Gong Xianxian's side.

And a bottle of wine suddenly appeared in Gong Xianxian's hand. Isn't that wine the fine fairy wine from Chonglou Palace?

"Hey, how many things are you hiding on your body? Can you even hold a wine bottle?"

Chonglou took the wine bottle from Gong Xianxian's hand and knew it was right as soon as he smelled it. This was the fine fairy wine, but what made him curious was how she hid the wine bottle on her body.

Gong Xianxian rolled her eyes at Chonglou, "I have a Qiankun bag, so naturally it can hold anything."

When he took over the task of assassinating Situ Junyi and left the Yushou Palace, Mo Li gave her a Qiankun bag. He was afraid that she would lose everything if she threw it carelessly. He didn't expect that he would throw the fine fairy wine into the Qiankun bag.

The bag has come in handy now.

"You are smart for once."
Chapter completed!