Uncle is so fierce

This is no joke, lives are at stake.

For so many years, since Xiao Jixiang entered the Haotian School, everyone can say that they watched her grow up.

Xiao Jixiang is innocent, cute and lively, talented and intelligent, and has already shown the appearance of a fairy at a young age.

Hu Jinwan had long regarded her as his niece.

Shen Yuan also treated Xiao Jixiang as his younger sister.

But now, little Jixiang was nailed to the wall like this, spitting out blood, and walking towards death step by step.

"Although I don't know why Brother Jiang did this? But I can feel that he has no murderous intentions."

Su Fan took a deep breath, looked at Xiao Jixiang by the wall, and said slowly.

"And, you see, little Jixiang didn't give up."

Following Su Fan's words, everyone's eyes focused on Xiao Jixiang again.

I saw that her hands were already gripping the trembling gun body.

It is true that Xiao Jixiang's injury now is fatal.

But her last breath was still there, and she did not lose consciousness.

Although blood was constantly dripping from the mouth and nose, it was visible to the naked eye that the trembling instinct was being pulled out from the wall by little auspicious little by little.

"Um, ah, cough cough."

As the gun was pulled out, little Jixiang kept screaming in pain.

"Tick tock."

The blood under Xiao Jixiang's body has gathered into a small river, but the movements of her hands have not stopped.

"Boom."

As the trembling instinct was pulled out of the wall by Xiao Jixiang, her body fell from the wall.

As soon as he touched the ground, Xiao Jixiang half-kneeled on the ground due to exhaustion.

Although the trembling instinct had been pulled out of the wall, it hadn't been pulled out of Xiao Jixiang's body yet.

As she knelt down, the wound was touched again.

His eyes were already blurred, Xiao Jixiang raised his head slightly, and saw Ku Jue, Shen Yuan, Hu Jinwan and Su Fan.

Stretching out his hand vigorously, Xiao Jixiang rubbed his eyes, and saw clearly the worry and anxiety on everyone's faces, but at the same time, he also saw the disappointment in Jiang Wuhen's eyes.

But such a disappointment.

"Admit defeat, as long as you close your eyes, you can rest."

A voice rang in his ears, and a sense of exhaustion from the soul welled up in his heart.

Xiao Jixiang's eyelids suddenly became as heavy as a thousand catties, and she really wanted to just close them and fall asleep.

"Little auspicious."

Su Fan's voice came from next to his ear, and Xiao Jixiang opened his eyes again, looking at Su Fan.

Su Fan looked at Xiao Jixiang at the same time.

The uncle and nephew just looked at each other.

"Master, little Jixiang is very tired and wants to rest."

"What does little Jixiang like to do when he's tired?"

Su Fan blinked at Xiao Jixiang, and said via voice transmission.

Xiao Jixiang's spirit was immediately lifted.

"When little Jixiang is tired, my mother will cook me a table of delicious food. After I finish eating, she will hug me, sing and coax me to sleep."

While answering Su Fan, Xiao Jixiang's trembling instinct stuck in his chest was pulled out little by little.

"anything else?"

Xiao Jixiang thought for a while, and then sent a voice transmission to Su Fan.

"Xiao Jixiang will still find Sister Liuling. Sister Liuling will make me medicinal food and give me a massage. By the way, Sister Liuling pulled out the cupping pot for me last time. Although it hurt a little at first, but It's really comfortable in the back."

"Boom." With a soft sound, Xiao Jixiang's trembling instinct has been pulled out of his chest.

A blood hole the size of half a sandbag appeared in Xiao Jixiang's heart, and blood continued to flow out.

The body of the trembling instinct gun was already covered with blood, but Su Fan noticed something different.

Small cracks, several cracks had already appeared on the trembling and instinctive gun body.

"anything else?"

After discovering the change in trembling instinct, a trace of excitement welled up in Su Fan's heart.

"Xiao Jixiang will go to Elder Hu to play cards, oh, yes! And Hanguang, last time I went fishing with him in Linghu Lake next to Yunxiao Peak."

The more Xiao Jixiang talked, the more excited he became, and his half-kneeling body stood up again.

Hu Jinwan and Shen Yuan were stunned.

A gun was stuck in the heart, but can you pull the gun out by yourself?Then stand up like a normal person.

The disappointment in Jiang Wuhen's eyes turned into surprise, and then he became more relieved.

"Little Jixiang, they are all waiting for you to go back, everyone in the Clear Sky School is waiting for you to go back!"

Little Jixiang's hazy eyes became bright again.

Yes, everyone is waiting for me to go back.

How can I fall down here?

Little Jixiang's pupils converged slowly, and the vitality appeared on her body again.

Xiao Jixiang, who was originally supported by trembling instinct, stood up straight at this time.

Raising the body of the gun, he planted his trembling instinct heavily on the ground.

Little Jixiang's figure is already straight.

"Bang!" A loud noise.

The rust on the trembling instinct gun suddenly exploded.

Countless pieces of rust flew out, revealing the original radiance, majestic bright black!

Little Jixiang's blood on the gun quickly soaked into it.

The black light became more and more intense.

At the same time, it seems to be drawn,

Little Jixiang's mouth, chest, and blood on the ground slowly floated up.

Then they all poured into the trembling instinct of the gun body.

At the same time, the gun body was constantly shaking.

Just as the trembling instinct absorbed Xiao Jixiang's blood, a figure suddenly flashed in front of everyone.

Exactly.

I saw him jumping towards the trembling instinct without hesitation, and the moment he touched the gun body, he just blended into it.

With the integration of Mie, various patterns appeared on the body of the shuddering instinct, which were exactly the magic patterns that appeared on Xiao Jixiang's body before.

A feeling of blood connection welled up in Xiao Jixiang's heart, and the trembling instinct in his hands seemed to no longer be a weapon.

It's an extension of your own arm.

With a slight movement of thought, the trembling instinct turned into a stream of light in an instant, rushing to the terrifying wound on Xiao Jixiang's chest.

Within a few breaths, Xiao Jixiang's original fatal wound had disappeared, and his aura was completely different from before, with demonic and demonic aura coexisting.

Stretching out his hand, he gently touched the position of his chest, and Xiao Jixiang could feel a hard object.

Looking down, the original wound on the heart had disappeared, replaced by a small black scale, emitting a faint light.

Touching this scale, Xiao Jixiang could feel a steady stream of power gushing out of his body.

The heart moved freely, and a slight tingling sensation came from the whole body. The next moment, pure black scales grew from the surface of the body, like dragon scales, and the clothes on Xiao Jixiang's body were also instantly broken.

The scales glowing with faint black light perfectly wrapped Xiao Jixiang's body, revealing a graceful curve.

And the trembling instinct reappeared in Xiao Jixiang's hands.

It's just that, apart from the fact that the current trembling instinct has no spear point, it reveals an unusually domineering aura from top to bottom. The black light that is constantly emitting is matched with the scale armor all over the body, just like a female demon god.

"How many years, finally see you again"

Looking at Xiao Jixiang's current appearance, Jiang Wuhen felt a little more relieved, a little more sad, and a little sad in his eyes.

The young girl at the side was even more helpless. Seeing Xiao Jixiang's appearance, her knees softened, and she fell to her knees with a plop, her eyes filled with fear and surprise.

Now even a fool would know Jiang Wuhen's true intentions.

Sure enough, as he said, for Xiao Jixiang, it is really a great opportunity.

Seeing Jiang Wuhen's complicated expression, Su Fan let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Brother Jiang, but why is Xiao Jixiang's semi-demonic transformation different from before?"

"Semi-demonized?"

Jiang Wuhen glanced at Su Fan, the disdain in his words was extremely strong.

Su Fan looked at Jiang Wuhen with some doubts.

"Brother Jiang, isn't this called semi-demonization? I heard people from the fairy world say that before."

Jiang Wuhen snorted and pointed in the direction of Xiao Jixiang.

"Is this called half-demonization? How do you compare the real dragon form with half-demonization? What kind of rotten fish and rotten shrimp said that."

He paused and continued.

"Half-demonization is just an explosive method for ordinary demon cultivators, but the real dragon form is a unique trick that only people with dragon blood can use. The person who said this really has never seen the market, nonsense, shit No way."

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Who is the person who said this?

It seems to be the fake salary soul emperor.

Emperor Salary Soul is Qi Feng's man.

Qi Feng is a member of the Golden Immortal of the Underworld.

Thinking of this, Su Fan felt relieved.

In front of Jiang Wuhen, Jin Xian is probably a scumbag, no wonder Jiang Wuhen would say that.

"Brother Jiang, did you just mention the blood of the Dragon Clan? Does Xiao Jixiang have the blood of the Dragon Clan?"

Jiang Wuhen nodded, lost in memory.

"I thought he was just talking casually, but I didn't expect to leave a child behind."

"child?"

Su Fan caught the point right away!

It seems that Jiang Wuhen should be the one who knows Xiao Jixiang's life experience best.

"Yes."

Just as Jiang Wuhen was about to say something, a burst of crying suddenly came from his ears.

"Woooooo."

Hearing a familiar voice, Su Fan turned his head, only to realize that the crying person was Xiao Jixiang.

Little Jixiang put aside his trembling instincts, squatted on the ground, hugged his knees, and burst into tears.

Shen Yuan and Hu Jinwan had already walked to Xiao Jixiang's side, and spoke a few words of comfort, but she cried more and more fiercely, and couldn't speak clearly.

"Xiao Jixiang, why are you crying? You have subdued a magic weapon. This is a great joy."

Walking to Xiao Jixiang's side, Su Fan was a little puzzled.

Little Jixiang's scales only covered her neck, not her face. She raised her head, showing red and swollen eyes from crying, and spoke intermittently.

"Uncle Master, I'm so sad."

"What are you sad about?"

Su Fan is really a monk of Zhang Er now, he can't figure it out.

Hu Jinwan and Shen Yuan beside them were also at a loss.

Now it's a happy ending for everyone, why is it sad.

Little Jixiang cried for a while, then organized his words and answered Su Fan's words.

"Wuuu, uncle, my current appearance is really ugly and ugly. I don't want such an ugly move."

People: ""

After Xiao Jixiang finished speaking, Jiang Wuhen on the side became unhappy instantly. He who was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground stood up angrily.

"This is the form of a real dragon. Many people in the fairy world dream of it, but they can't dream of it. With the improvement of the realm, you can even transform into a dragon in the end! Galloping in the fairy world, the audience looks up to you! You actually said no?"