Dark silk threads escaped from the opponent's fingers, slowly swimming towards Wuma Xi like earthworms, swimming into the moonlight, and were dyed dark red by the moonlight.
Wu Ma Xi placed his fingers on the rock on his chest and stroked it gently. The rock under his fingers was hard and slippery, with a cold temperature. His eyes passed through the constantly twisting and wandering threads and landed on the other party's green eyes.
Above.
My breath seemed frozen in the moonlight.
The dark red thread gradually approached, cruising a few feet in front of Wuma Xi to test, agile and cunning. After a moment, the thread seemed to be sure that the prey could not resist, and suddenly turned into a flash of red light, like lightning, towards the rock on Wuma Xi's belly.
she goes.
"Snapped!"
The rock suddenly shattered, and a huge black tortoise suddenly stood up on the spot, with a high-spirited and heroic posture. There was a stone tablet on the back of the turtle, and Wuma Xi stood on the top of the tablet, like a pine tree isolated on the cliff.
This is the Taimo Monument, a relic of Fang Jie, the predecessor of the Zha family.
When this basket was obtained underground, the matching driving branches had long been lost. Wu Ma Xi had been groping underground for nearly two years and could only find a few functioning branches. The one he is using now is
one of them.
The thread hit the stone tablet and was instantly bounced away.
Spiritual power was continuously input into the Taimo Monument through the branches, and a slight low whistle was heard from the mouth of the spinning turtle, causing the space to begin to vibrate. The silk thread continued to tremble in the low whistle, and soon turned into red mist
, slowly dispersed.
The man in black retreated slowly, gradually disappearing into the darkness, tapping his toes, and quietly and quickly floated behind the wall.
Wow!
A black figure with raven horns suddenly emerged from behind the wall, and pointed its sharp horn towards the chest of the man in black.
Becoming hasty, the man in black instantly bent his waist backwards and avoided the attack with his amazing flexibility. He placed his palm on Wujiao's horn, and his body was smashed in embarrassment as if he had been hit by a giant hammer.
into the darkness beside him.
As soon as the man in black's back touched the ground, he immediately curled up and rolled backwards, as neatly as water dripping off a lotus leaf.
The black horn moved like a mountain, chasing it vigorously, its footsteps were like explosions, destroying walls and houses along the way, following the path of the man in black, pressing forward step by step, the blood-red moonlight made its figure extremely ferocious, as if it came from hell.
of monsters.
The pursuit was tumbling forward, like thunder all the way, and quickly moved away from the periphery of the ruins.
The movements of the man in black were still calm and calm, but the situation was already a bit unfavorable. The gravel fell like raindrops, smashing the black clothes into pieces, like two black wings of a bat, swaying messily as he fled.
Wujiao's pace became more and more urgent, and his four strange and sharp hooves flew up and down, like meteorites falling to the ground, earth-shattering, each step was a few inches behind the man in black.
The black figure moved neatly through the gravel, like grass in a storm.
There was a low broken wall in front of him, and the figure of the man in black was stunned. The black horn stepped down on the opponent's abdomen with a hoof, like the sky was collapsing.
The man's abdomen suddenly contracted, becoming as thin as a piece of paper in an instant, clinging to the broken wall behind him, avoiding Wu Jiao's shocking kick.
Wujiao stepped on the opponent's black clothes with one hoof, then raised another hoof and stepped down fiercely on the chest of the man in black.
"Well!"
The man in black let out a muffled groan, and his entire body suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist, which escaped from under Wu Jiao's vicious hooves and flowed away quickly in the night sky filled with gravel. The blood mist solidified again a few feet away.
A figure, with a slim figure wrapped in black tights, fled towards the outside in panic.
It's a woman.
Wu Ma Xi's eyes remained cold and stern, staring closely at the graceful figure who was escaping. With a thought, Wu Jiao stepped over the broken wall and continued to approach in the direction where the man in black was escaping.
Dots of red light escaped from behind the man in black, and when they hit Wujiao, they emitted a burst of intense red light. Violent spiritual power fluctuations spread and swayed on the corpse exorcism curse, causing the corpse exorcism curse to fluctuate.
The impact also became like drunkenness.
Relying on the restraint of the red light spot, the woman in black managed to escape nearly ten meters. The red light spot behind her gradually became thinner, and Wu Jiao speeded up again, gradually catching up.
The man in black looked like a falling leaf, swiping his right hand lightly, brushing against a dark bluestone pillar, and then quickly drifted away.
The black horn followed closely like a chariot, and just as it was about to run over the stone pillar, a blood python suddenly jumped up from the bottom of the stone pillar. It had a ferocious and rugged expression, and it rushed over with a fierce look. It swallowed the black horn in an instant, and the corpse-driving curse was placed on it.
Under the impact of strong fluctuations, the ice quickly disintegrated like a sand castle under the sea.
Wu Ma Xi was slightly startled, and weaved the curse to exorcise the corpse again. As soon as it was applied to Wujiao, it was washed away and became unstable. Wu Maxi used her spiritual power to barely maintain the curse to exorcise the corpse, commanding Wu Jiao to step by step, slowly
Out of the blood python's attack range.
The blood python did not pursue it, but rolled and roared on the spot. Waves of deep and strong sound waves rolled past, causing a turbulent wind to blow inside the ruins.
Wu Ma Xi and Wu Jiao met dozens of meters in front of the blood python. After a brief inspection, Wu Jiao's body was not damaged by the blood python. One person and one beast stood side by side, looking at the roaring monster.
The blood python reflected in his eyes was a hot and crazy monster.
Wu Maxi put the black horn into the elephant ring, used the wind to disappear into the night, and continued to move forward, bypassing the blood python. After a while, he arrived behind the blood python, and the man in black had already left.
Looking around and searching, the ruins under the red moonlight were desolate and silent, and black shadows flickered in the distance.
Wu Ma Xi hurriedly chased after him. In front of him was a messy trail, empty and deserted under the moonlight. Wu Ma Xi stepped into the darkness and followed the trail carefully to search, like a mouse coming out to look for food at night.
There was dead silence on the trail. Wu Maxi slowly walked closer and found nothing.
In the distance, there is a desert as empty as blood.
The silhouette of a chrysanthemum-patterned deer ran in the moonlight in the distance, climbed over a sand dune, and quickly disappeared.
Chasing the enemy in such a dark night, Wu Ma Xi was not optimistic about the outcome. She snorted coldly, stopped at the edge of the desert, and slowly returned to the battlefield.
The blood python had long since disappeared, leaving only a few sporadic dark red light spots floating in the night sky, like the remaining sparks after burning wood. After a while, these few light spots also became dim.
, eventually dissipated.
The dark bluestone pillar reappeared, as if it had been washed from the inside out, making it much cleaner and brighter. Although the crouching tiger pattern on it was incomplete, it remained majestic.
There are some foreign objects at the bottom of the stone pillar, which seem to be a person, standing close to the stone pillar with a strange posture.
I used a single lamp to illuminate the stone pillar, and I could see clearly what was going on there.
It was a woman, dressed in light green clothes, with several tight animal sinews wrapped around her body, tightly binding her to the stone pillar behind her.
She seemed to have lost consciousness, her head hooked forward feebly, and her thick green hair flowed down like a waterfall, completely covering her face. On her neck, there was a dark green sealing ring, like
The crab's large claws stretched out two blood-red marks on its snow-white neck.
Who is this?
Wu Maxi looked at the strange scene under the dim light, her eyes full of vigilance.
Commanding Wu Jiao slowly walked over and checked the sealing ring and the opponent's status. The sealing ring was firmly locked, and the woman seemed to be unconscious.
Wu Ma Xi felt a little reassured, and slowly approached, brushing away her black hair, she saw a beautiful and unfamiliar face underneath, with clear and graceful facial features, but the face was pale and there was no blood at all.
There was a deep cut on her wrist, and blood flowed from the pale wrist and dripped onto the green stone slab below.
Wu Ma Xi's eyes tightened slightly, staring closely at the dripping blood.
The several opponents I have encountered in the past few days all use blood as a matchmaker. Especially the woman in black. A drop of blood in her hands can transform countless incredible killing abilities, making it difficult for people to guard against.
Although Huo Bihai's artistic conception is full of blood, whether it is a blood needle or a blood blade, it is obviously based on the ice artistic conception in the celestial artistic conception. But that is not the case for the woman in black, every artistic conception is so enchanting and strange.
, simply beyond people’s imagination, completely unlike the artistic conception on the mainland.
There was nothing unusual about the blood. It fell vertically drop by drop and flowed along the grooves on the stone slab.
Wuma Xi still maintained her vigilance, took out the wound medicine, bandaged the woman's wound, imprisoned her again, and placed her on Wujiao's back.
Wu Maxi weaved a kapok incense for her. Under the warmth of the therapeutic mood, her graceful body had a slight reaction.
"help me!"
The woman's voice floated into my ears, seemingly absent, as weak as a broken thread.
Wu Maxi looked in response. The eyes of the woman on Wujiao's back opened slightly. Behind the beautiful and delicate eyelashes, there was the color of tears. Then her eyes closed slightly to form a beautiful arc, and the traces of tears started from the arc.
One end of it slipped down and looked like it was mixed with blood in the moonlight.
Wu Ma Xi was slightly silent. He checked the injuries of the woman in front of him and found that she had not suffered any other injuries. However, the blood loss was extremely serious, more than half of her own blood volume. Even with Jing Xiu's tenacious vitality, she would surely die.
All he could give her was a decent funeral, which was within the capabilities of the corpse chaser.
Wu Ma Xi said nothing and directed Wu Jiao to get up and prepare to leave.
"Save me!" The voice became increasingly sad and weak, and a trace of tears flowed in the slightly opened beautiful eyes.
"You've lost too much blood and there's nothing I can do." Wu Ma Xi's voice was still cold and he looked at her coldly, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
"Moon bracelet, there is a soul-calling song in the moon bracelet." The woman's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible. "The lonely moon hangs, and the red bird appears on the twenty-fourth day..." The woman's voice seemed to sink into a bottomless abyss, and she fell into coma again.
It's past.
Wu Maxi looked at the other party, her mind spinning rapidly.
He has always felt that the Moon Bracelet is extremely mysterious and contains many incomprehensible secrets. However, despite repeated research, there has been no result. Now, perhaps he has found a breakthrough.
The lonely moon hangs, and the Suzaku appears on the twenty-fourth day. This should be the key to breakthrough.
Wu Ma Xi quickened his pace and walked towards the stronghold near the altar. The moon bracelet was still on the hand of the dead ghost Huo Bihai, and he was anxious to get it back.dd