On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Ning Qingqing put away the overflowing hyphae on her face, condensing her facial features.

She blinked and watched Xie Wuwang's detective hand pull out the golden spirit of Meng Han from Meng Han's body and crush it.

"Young Master..." The old man's voice drifted away, with a few breaks, "Finally, it's over..."

Xie Wuwei let go slowly, a piece of golden light shattered between his fingers.

The hand with the joints still stiff was particularly eye-catching.

When Xie Wuwang was a teenager, his palm was not as big as the future, and his five fingers were particularly slender. He waved a hand of golden light, gorgeous and cold.

At the moment when Ning Qingqing was in a daze, he rolled his arm and took her into his arms, slowly squatting on the ground full of golden fire.

Most of the night clothes on his body were damaged, and the lower left part of his face was also missing. His expression was not very clever, and he still looked like a broken porcelain doll—the young Xie Wuwang looked more like a porcelain doll.

Before she had time to speak, the young man showed a fierce expression stiffly.

"Let you take my bones, why not do it!" There is a bit of hatred for iron and steel.

The timbre is excellent, but compared with the adult Xie Wuwang, this voice is much clearer and childish.

Cruel, as if pretending to be cruel. Xie Wuwang at this moment, as if he was not the impeccable hypocritical Daoist, he had weaknesses and would move true feelings, he looked at her like this, she could feel that he was distressed.

The illusion shattered behind him.

The golden light of Manli and the red flames complemented each other. When the world collapsed, there was a special kind of sadness and beauty, which, along with the half-broken face of the young man, was reflected in her black and white eyes.

The sky is beautiful, so is he.

After another moment, the primordial spirit returned.

Ning Qingqing returned to his senses suddenly.

Her back was chilling because of the sense of crisis—something came behind her!

Yes, before entering the delusion, countless zombies and seamen were rushing towards her, and the mushrooms she threw could only resist for a while.

At this moment, her mushrooms have been torn apart, and the pain of thousands of mycelium fractures rushed into her mind afterwards. She had no time to feel distressed and painful, because the zombie seamen who rushed to the front could touch her. Back heart.

At this moment, time is like drawing a wire, which is extremely long.

She clearly felt a few sharp nails touch her robes, did not tear the fabric, but pressed the layer of clothing onto her skin.

The skin tightened subconsciously, and in a moment, those sharp claws would pierce the robe and go into her body.

The light was dim, and above the head, more zombies Haimin flew down and slammed their heads on her and Xie Wuwang.

From a distance came the muffled sound of Futuzi vomiting blood.

The fat man’s voice was very vague, as if he was speaking with countless glutinous rice **** in his mouth: "There is a kind of...kill you...Fat man! I can't beat you...I'm you...pro-uncle! Uh-"

Ning Qingqing's pupils contracted, and just about to move, a terrifying tingling suddenly came out of her mind, as if ten thousand myceliums were cutting her brain. This was a sequelae left by pulling a thread and peeling a cocoon in a delusion.

Everything has reached its worst point.

Fortunately in the misfortune, Xie Wuwang's eyes finally opened.

His reaction was almost extreme.

Pulling her body into her arms with one hand, Yang Yang's hand resisting the colossus suddenly shook, and the huge coercion immediately swayed in all directions.

"Dinghai Shenshan" shattered on the top of his head, and the zombie seamen were like blasted firecracker scraps, crackling and falling everywhere.

Ning Qingqing had never doubted Xie Wuwang's powerful combat effectiveness.

She wanted to talk, but the soul was really worn out, Binghan's weakness oozes out of her bones, she opened her mouth, and only made a delicate and feeble gasp.

Ning Qingqing: "..." Where did this weak chirping voice come from? !

she! It is clearly a mushroom that is too strong!

If Xie Wuwang hadn't robbed her of the credit, that tool spirit would have been ruthlessly killed by her!

Hearing her faint voice, Xie Wuwang's sturdy body froze for a moment.

He held her head tighter in his arms, her chest was stuffy, and a deep and pleasant voice came from the top of his head: "A Qing is strong, and the pain will be gone soon."

Ning Qingqing: "..." What kind of straight man coaxes children?

When speaking, he did not delay doing business.

The body flashed and appeared hundreds of meters away, a cold white hand was raised under the black sleeve, and it lightly pinched it on Caiyiying's wrist.

At this moment, Lord Ying's palm had been inserted directly into the chest of Futuzi, about to shatter his heart.

"Crack."

There was a crisp sound, Ji Yan swayed towards Ying Master's body along the colored sleeves.

Yingzhu's reaction was also extremely decisive, raising his left hand as a knife, and cutting off the right arm that was clamped by Xie Wuwang from the elbow.

The figure retreated quickly, and after a sway, he retreated to the center of the square and fell on the shoulders of the colossus.

"Dao Monarch--" Futuzi's missing teeth and vomiting blood let out a loud flattering sound for the first time, "Dao Monarch supernatural powers! Dao law is boundless!"

Ning Qingqing: "..."

She rolled her eyes hard and glanced at Fatty.

It's really pitiful. Yingzhu's scorched severed hand was still stuck in his chest, but compared with the other injuries on his body, this small injury was almost negligible.

It was so miserable that Ning Qingqing couldn't bear to look at it a second time.

Xie Wuwang raised his eyes and looked into the square coldly, his body gradually filled with murderous intent.

The Futuzi's eyes were filled with tears, and his hands and feet swayed flatteredly.

Daojun is for him, who wants to kill--

On the other side, the Lord Ying standing on the shoulders of the colossus suddenly raised his head and shouted to the sky.

The zombie Haimin in the square raised their necks together, looking like a living duck pinched up by its long neck.

"Uh uh uh uh..."

A faint golden glow overflowed from Haimin's mouth, as if forcibly drawing silk, their faces bulged forward, and their limbs convulsed weakly.

But in the blink of an eye, the faces that were not plump quickly shrank, and the colorful stripes were sunken deep on the skinny faces, like dried and shriveled colorful oranges.

"Puff!" "Puff!"

The zombie seamen fell to the ground one by one, without aura.

Jin Mang gathered to Yingzhu's body.

"Hey!" Futuzi slowly opened his legs to sit down while supporting the palm tree behind him, and sighed with a crooked mouth. "I just closed my hands and didn't kill these people! I didn't expect that the Yin and Yang face would give it all by himself. It's dead! He died all by himself!"

I was so injured that I was a little confused, I still remember to shake the pot quickly, and count the zombie seamen who shot to death for the first time.

Xie Wuwang's figure moved and disappeared in place.

Futuzi gratified and followed the couple with his gaze-after all he did not waste so much blood, the little pair finally nested together.

Looking at them so well, Fu Tuzi felt full of accomplishments sincerely.

In fact, Ning Qingqing was just unable to play gas.

She was well protected by Xie Wuwang, and he teleported hundreds of feet without telling her to blow into the wind.

Xie Wuwang didn't say hello before doing it.

When he appeared, flame-burning slender five fingers had already firmly grasped the pale smiling mask on Ying Master's face.

Yingzhu's illegible androgynous body leaned back softly and dodged. He dexterously slid around to the other shoulder of the colossus, and sat down leisurely with his legs crossed.

There was a giggle under the mask.

Still neither male nor female.

Xie Wuwang was about to start his hand when he saw this colossus burst into golden light and swept his arms.

It was extremely heavy, whistling and breaking the wind with blunt metal objects, so fast that it brought out a sonic boom.

Xie Wuwang did not evade, and raised his hand to block.

"Dang boom--"

When the sound of gold and stone struck, a shock wave burst out of the collision, and suddenly swept the entire huge island.

I saw the palm trees all leaning back, and after the shock wave passed, the trunks rebounded, and the bodhisattva sitting on the back of the tree was bounced and rolled round, and finally struggled to get up. I didn’t know for a moment. Who to scold.

Ning Qingqing in the center of the shock did not even blow a single wind.

Xie Wuwang's fire failed to ignite the colossus. These golden lights are the power of divine tools, which can contend with his extreme inflammation to a certain extent.

"It's so funny, it's so funny..." While controlling the colossus, Master Yin and Yang made a harsh laugh, "As a persecuted person of the Phoenix Clan... the royal family, the last royal family, this powerful Dao Sovereign Ah, not thinking about revenge for the people who have been brutally slain, but mingling with those enemies...Hey, that's it, there is still the face to accuse others of betrayal? It's so funny!"

Xie Wuwang was expressionless, and slashed the colossus one step back with one palm.

"Clang--"

"Who is the betrayer?" Yin Yang face shook his body, dancing on the shoulders of the colossus, like a great god. "How do those monks treat us? Because our bones are naturally excellent and can be used by others. , They raised us like pigs and sheep, abused and played in all manners, and raised them until they were almost raised, and pulled out our bones to strengthen their dirty and despicable bodies...Oh! We still have Nirvana, and we have been played to death. There is still a life. If you die of bone pain, you will return to this **** to be devastated!"

Master Ying has been giggling, his voice is creepy.

The cold, full of spiteful voice kept digging into Ning Qingqing's ears.

The meaning of the words made her feel cold.

Suddenly she remembered what Meng Han had said in the Thousand Opportunity Realm-"To blame only this world, hate only the evil of the human heart."

She raised her eyes blankly and looked at Xie Wuwang.

His... Dao bones?

Her heart hung slightly. So Xie Wuwang was not a mushroom, but the last royal family of the Phoenix Clan with a miserable fate.

She could imagine what kind of darkness and tribulations such a guilty race would experience.

In a few words of effort, Xie Wuwang had shaken the golden light on the colossus to pieces.

With a backhand, he sacrificed Long Yao.

Between the heaven and the earth, the wind and the clouds have changed.

Daojun's natal sword is unsheathed, a nightmare shared by demons and demons.

With a sword cut out, the left arm of the colossus broke at the sound.

"Trash! Trash!" Master Ying screamed, "You trash, if you don't kill all the dog monks in the world, you will only stand here! What kind of ability to beat your own people! Meng Han is also a trash! Hundreds of times, let him break your heart pulse first, and do it when you are weakest after Nirvana. He wants to be soft-hearted and can't bear to completely destroy you!"

Ning Qingqing felt Xie Wuwang's chest tightly moved.

Her chest also picked up. If Meng Han really did as Ying Zhu said, he might really succeed.

Only in that way, Xie Wuwang was ruined.

"It's you." Xie Wuwang finally opened Jinkou and said the first words to Master Ying, "Meng Han's tragic death grandson."

There was a smile in his voice.

Xie Wuwang did not show mercy when the opponent's movements were slightly stagnant.

He held Long Yao with his backhand, flashed away, and when he passed by the colossus, he slashed his sword sharply and ruthlessly—

The head of the colossus wearing a white mask crashed to the ground.

"Zheng Om——"

The heavy sword was lifted coldly, cutting the colossus into waste stones piece by piece.

"That's the case." Xie Wuwang's voice returned to the old laziness, "Meng Han made you fall into the hands of the enemy in order to protect me. After seeing your tragic death, the loyal servant was also moved by family love, willing to achieve your ambition and Delusion."

"Ha..." Yingzhu jumped aside, screaming, "What's the use of you?! If the extremely fire Dao bones were given to me, I would have killed all the monks in the world and avenged my people!"

Xie Wuwang finished dismantling the colossus and put away the sword.

He lowered his head and smiled softly.

"Vengeance." He chanted, and sulked these three words between his lips and teeth for a moment, "You have a heart for revenge, but you don't know this world, but all the monks of the Human Phoenix tribe, big and small, died thousands of years ago? ."

Xie Wuwang laughed again.

"The Avenger proves by killing. Despicable," he looked down, like a pig and a dog.