Qi Bei got up from the ground coughing and said with a grimace: "Hey, I said there is no need to be so violent. You hypnotized me without my consent. Can't I just make a joke?"
Enchanting stared at Qi Bei for a long time before two words came out of her mouth: "Monster."
"Fairy!" Qi Bei slit his mouth, revealing his white teeth. He put his left hand between his nose and sniffed intoxicatedly.
The enchanting pretty face was a little feverish, and she almost wanted to throw a wind blade to cut him into pieces.
"It's getting dark. Do you know of a place where I can hide? Also, I'm lost. We are destined to meet each other. You won't leave me alone." Qi Bei said with a playful smile.
"I never help people for free, what can you give?" Yaorao smoothed her hair and said coquettishly.
"How about...introducing me as a gift?" Qi Bei had a longing expression on his face.
"Okay, but are you okay?" Enchanting hooked her hand, and a wisp of breeze restrained Qi Bei and pulled him to her side. Her beautiful eyes looked directly at him, as if she wanted to see through him.
"What? You doubt that I can do it? It's really unreasonable. Let me go and we will fight for three hundred rounds now." Qi Bei yelled as if he was insulted.
Enchanting glanced at Qi Bei, then suddenly turned to look in the direction of the blood river, with a hint of joy in her brows, then she stretched out a green jade finger and put it against his lips, exhaling like a blue breath: "Shh, I believe you are still here
Can't you? But I have to aggrieve you for the time being."
Qi Bei's heart skipped a beat, because of Enchant's enchanting charm, and also because of the intuition that he was surrounded by a huge danger.
Damn it! Qi Bei couldn't move. He was heartbroken and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the enchanting jade finger.
Enchanting retracted her jade hand as if she was electrocuted, and cursed softly: "Bad guy."
Goblins are goblins, and they are also so seductive when they scold people.
However, Qi Bei didn't feel relaxed after taking advantage of his words. The feeling of danger had already made the hairs on his body stand up.
Yaorao touched Qi Bei's throat, sealed his mouth, and then quickly took out a handful of crystal cores and started to arrange a formation around him.
In an instant, the formation was set up, two drops of blood popped out from her fingertips, she chanted a few spells, and the formation disappeared silently with a flash of blood.
Then, the charming body twisted like water patterns and disappeared.
"Oh my God, this monster actually used me as bait." Qi Bei didn't know what Yaorao was planning, and he cursed in his heart.
In the rushing blood river, whirlpools suddenly appeared one after another.
In the blink of an eye, the blood river was covered with hundreds of small vortices within a thousand meters. In each vortex, there were actually fragmented faces.
The deathly resentment that was already very strong in the air suddenly became more than ten times stronger.
The gloomy wind whimpered, like thousands of children crying at the same time, which made people feel chilled from the outside to the inside.
The internal energy in Qi Bei's Dantian slowly flowed, and the wind magic bound to his body began to be dissolved bit by bit.
At this time, among the hundreds of vortices in the blood river, wisps of smoke that were almost as transparent as glass escaped and gathered and condensed above the blood river, forming a translucent ghost with a faint golden color.
The ghost's eyes glowed with a faint golden light, staring greedily at the immobile Qi Bei, as if he were the most delicious delicacy in the world.
Qi Bei's pupils shrank, it turned out to be a ghost!
Ghosts are not ordinary dead souls. The souls of both humans and animals are controlled by the legendary God of Death. The God of Death will never allow dead souls to stay in the world. Even if some dead souls escape the grasp of the God of Death, they will be wiped out after a while.
And if the soul of the dead not only escapes the grasp of death, but also does not disappear into ashes, it will become a ghost.
Qi Bei had been in the Mountains of the Dead for eight months and had seen only a handful of ghosts, and they were all unconscious low-level ghosts.
Part of this ghost has turned into a glass color. According to the level of the undead, it has half a foot in the realm of the King of the Undead.
No matter what kind of undead they are, they are divided into low-level undead, intermediate undead, and high-level undead. Above the high-level undead are the kings of the undead, such as the corpse king, the skeleton king, and the ghost king.
The king of the undead already has considerable intelligence and can summon thousands of undead.
Provoking the King of the Undead is equivalent to provoking an army of the undead.
Although the ghost in front of him has not become the real King of the Undead, there is no telling whether it will have a group of younger brothers. Moreover, even if it does not have any younger brothers, its own strength is something that Qi Bei can only look up to.
Back then, the silver corpse only had half of its body left, and its strength was only 20-30% of the real silver corpse, but it pushed Qi Bei to the edge. If not for his good luck, he would have died long ago.
Moreover, the Silver Corpse is only in the middle of the high-level undead in terms of strength. If it were the more powerful Golden Corpse, it could instantly kill Qi Bei in one encounter.
Although this ghost coveted Qi Bei, it did not pounce on him immediately. Instead, it circled around him several times, seeming to have sensed something was wrong.
Logically speaking, although the smell of strangers is a stimulant to the undead, it does not make the ghost so coveted. The enchanting man must have done something.
The ghost hesitated again and again, but finally couldn't bear the temptation and pounced towards Qi Bei.
At this moment, the wind magic on Qi Bei was finally completely dissolved by his internal power.
Just when Qi Bei wanted to dodge, a magic circle emitting a dazzling blood light lit up around him, trapping the ghost inside.
Qi Beisheng resisted the movement of dodge. He wanted to see how strong this goblin was. Maybe the crane and the clam would compete with each other, so that he, the fisherman, could benefit.
"Hey, there are so many things in the world%*￥###..." Enchanting appeared outside the magic circle, holding a magic wand in hand, opening and closing her red lips quickly, and reciting a spell in a hurried tone.
Blood-red vines suddenly emerged from the magic circle, tightly wrapping around the ghost inside.
The ghost let out a sharp scream, which made Qi Bei dizzy as he was very close, but he was isolated by the magic circle.
The ghost began to struggle violently, and the golden light and glazed light on its body flickered.
The blood-red vines were broken off, but new vines appeared and wrapped around them again.
Qi Bei discovered that every vine was broken, and his enchanting face turned white.
However, with each break of the vine, the light on this ghost becomes dimmed.
Qi Bei could see that if it weren't for this magical magic circle, Yaorao would not be the opponent of this ghost.
The ghost's scream just now was probably summoning his younger brother. If this really meant summoning a group of undead, Yao Luo would definitely run away, and Qi Bei, who was in the magic circle, would be torn into pieces by the undead.
The battle situation is now at a stalemate, it depends on who will persist to the end.
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