Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

At the same time that Fan Tianluo rushed out, she shot out the Ziyun Needle in her hand, and the Yusha Stick lashed wildly at the entangled killing vine.

Mo Xingchen seemed to be on the verge of killing, the Ziyun Needle shot into his wrist all at once, the life and death scythe fell to the ground immediately, the black light dissipated, but he was stunned and then stood still.

"Xing Chen, it's me!" Brahma Luoren had already reached him, grabbed it with his little hand, threw the scythe of life and death into the silver cup, and grabbed Mo Xingchen, who was almost caught by the killing vine, and flew into the cave where Little Bodhi was responding .

"Don't make any noise!" Xiao Jin said nervously, while Xiao Bodhi sealed the tunnel when Fan Tianluo and the two fell down, and dragged two broken killing vines on it.

Xiao Jin exuded his energy, and tightly suppressed the breath of Fantianluo and Mo Xingchen. Mo Xingchen was held by Fantianluo, and a small hand pressed his thin lips to prevent him from making a sound.

Little Bodhi quickly dug into the ground, and Fan Tianluo also fell down. Only the deeper they went, the less chance their aura would be discovered by the strong.

Soon, voices were heard from above, and then the ground shook for a while, and their burrow was also shaken so that countless soil fell down, so that Little Bodhi could clear the way in time to prevent them from being crushed to death inside.

Mo Xingchen suddenly trembled all over his body, his black eyes turned, he couldn't see anything in the pitch-black vision, he only felt one of his hands being held by a soft little hand, which he was very familiar with, It was the one he had pulled and didn't want to let go.

A small hand was also pressed on the thin lips, and the fragrance penetrated into his nose, which made him wake up completely. A flash of light and flint flashed in his mind, and he thought of the sound of heaven that he heard just before using the life and death scythe. It turned out to be true.

All of a sudden, the blood in his whole body boiled, and his heartbeat also accelerated a lot. Although he felt that he was in a narrow underground passage and his body had to bend and walk sideways, he felt like the ice and snow were melting, and winter was coming to spring.

Suppressing his excitement fiercely, his thin lips pursed lightly, and kissed Fan Tianluo's small hand, and the big hand turned over all of a sudden, and it became his holding her.

Startled, Fan Tianluo immediately turned her head, and saw a pair of shiny black eyes looking at her in the darkness.

She was also excited, but she just let go of the hand on his thin lips and made a booing gesture at him. It's not the time to talk yet. Although she has fallen below [-] meters, she can still feel it. Vibration to the ground.

There is also a very tyrannical soul force sweeping across them from time to time, if Xiao Jin hadn't used his own strength to hide the aura for the two of them, he might have been discovered.

Little Bodhi is still digging. For it, the land is the most familiar thing. Its breath can completely melt into the land, so it does not need to stop to continue digging. At this moment, the passage has become horizontal, towards the direction of the city wall. and go.

Fan Tianluo and Fan Tianluo followed Little Bodhi slowly hand in hand. When Mo Xingchen gradually saw clearly that the person digging the hole in front of him was a little boy, he was extremely shocked, but this was not the time to ask.

His hand just held Fan Tianluo's little hand tightly, and all the torture he had endured in the past eight days disappeared at this moment, because she was still fine, because she had always planned to save him, because she came!

Mo Xingchen didn't know why holding her little hand made him feel sour gradually. For her, everything is worth it!