Cannon fodder wants revenge after rebirth

Chapter 1167
Sure enough, if you don't speak, if you speak, you will definitely be rushed to death.

"What's the reason?" Ramadan looked at this kid helplessly, why now he actually felt that this kid was somewhat similar to this Fanxing, it was strange.

"Do you need a reason to hate someone?"

"Don't you need it?"

"do you need?"

"Don't you need it?"

"you are annoying?"

"Learned from you."

"Do you still want to break through?" Xiaobao became a little impatient, and said as he looked at the little white dragon.

"You have to tell me why you misunderstood me, but I did those things that are sorry for you? But I remember that we met for the first time."

"I hate flamboyant people. You are wearing white clothes. What are you doing? Also, don't think that I don't know that you are sure that you and I will grab the flame fruit, because besides the flame fruit, the ninth floor is the one that has suffered all the disasters. As far as I know, no one has suffered here for ten thousand years."

"No one for ten thousand years? How do you know?"

"Don't you know that I am from another world? Of course I do."

"But I'm here to save people."

"You save people? Who do you save?"

Xiaobao looked at Dabailong, good guy, he finally said it, he wanted to hear what he had to say about Dabao.

"I'm going to save my wife."

Little Treasure just took out a water bottle from his storage ring and put it in his mouth to take a sip of water, when he heard this sentence, what did he say?save who?wife?When did his eldest son marry him?The key is did he agree?Did his parents agree?

Ramadan was already very surprised, because he saw that the kid actually took out a strangely shaped bottle out of thin air. What is it? He used a storage ring?

He actually has such a treasure.

"What are you doing?"

"Who did you say you were going to save? Your wife?"

"Yes, my wife, what's so strange about that?"

"No, I'm wondering why your wife is on the ninth floor and why she was locked up there for what she did. I know that anyone who is locked on the ninth floor is not allowed to reincarnate for life after life. A person who burns with a dark fire."

"Well, because of a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? Then you are really useless. If you misunderstand, you will misunderstand. You actually let your wife suffer this. Why don't you suffer it yourself?"

"Wife? Who is that?"

Ramadan was a little puzzled by the kid's way of speaking, why was it so weird that he couldn't understand it.

"It's your wife, your wife, get it."

Hearing this, Ramadan fell silent, and he was right. He was really useless. He was useless and couldn't protect Fanxing. If he knew this would be the result, how could he be willing to let Fanxing suffer.

"It's really useless for me."

"Okay, I know you're useless, can you continue now?"

"Okay, but I still say the same thing, I won't rob you of the flame fruit you mentioned."

Ramadan said to Xiaobao very solemnly, Xiaobao gave him a glance, and then said, "I'll know if I'll be robbed at that time."

"Let's go."

The two continued to move forward, but this Ramadan met the little devil Xiaobao, it was really unlucky for him, at least on the premise that he didn't know Xiaobao well, he definitely couldn't beat Xiaobao's little brain, calculating every minute There is nothing left of your scum, for example, now, what kind of flame fruit will appear for no reason, Xiaobao has already thought about it, and then he will take out the dragon fruit in the storage bag to pretend to be fake, anyway, it looks like a flame fruit , this person can't recognize him, and he still wants to get this damn little white dragon to help save Dabao.

Talking about integrity at this time is bullshit, Xiaobao is able to bend and stretch, he is not so particular about it, he is not an ancient person, he doesn't care about it, as long as he can rescue Dabao, then he will punish this damned little white dragon Once, he is satisfied.

Starting from the fifth floor, the number and power of the flames that appeared became more and more powerful. Not only that, the clothes of a person as powerful as Xiaobao almost lost his original appearance.

"Nimma, the clothes are all burnt. Where the hell is this place? What a crime my family's eldest treasure has suffered. It's all due to this damn Bailong."

"bump"

Ramadan was carefully fighting against those white fireballs, but he didn't expect to be kicked hard on the backside.

He turned his head and looked at Xiaobao angrily, and asked, "What are you doing? You kicked the wrong kick."

"Who told you to wear white clothes, these damn fireballs are also white, how do I know how this fire can be white?"

"You—go on, watch your back."

"understood."

After kicking this damned white dragon, he finally felt better, but Xiao Bao still took off his vest and continued to fight with these things.

"How can you dress so nondescriptly and be so ignorant of etiquette?"

To Xiaobao's ears, the word of Ramadan was a joke. Does this person have a brain problem?

"What's wrong with you? Do you care how I wear it? I haven't taken off my pants yet, and I still want to fight in pants. Don't tell me you're not hot. Anyway, I don't believe you. Wearing so many clothes won't kill you. "

Hearing what Xiaobao said, Ramadan looked at Xiaobao with extreme disapproval. He was hot, but he couldn't take off all these clothes.

"When you reach the ninth floor, you must wear it."

"we'll talk about it then."

Xiaobao knew that during this damned Ramadan, he would not allow himself to dress like that in front of Dabao, heck, they had seen it when they were naked when they were young, such short-sleeved pants, just worry about it.

"Let's go, we're almost on the ninth floor, there are two more floors."

The two continued to move forward. Of course, when they met the back, it became even more dangerous. You must know that both of them were so powerful, but they were still injured in this Jiuyou Hell. Although the injuries were not serious, even if these flames of different colors suffered When it reaches a little bit, a black hole can be scalded out. It is conceivable that they have to be more careful and careful along the way.

"Damn it, why does this fire have so many colors? This is the eighth floor, so what else is there on the ninth floor?"

"It is estimated that the volcano erupted, and the magma spewed out."

Xiaobao said it casually. After all, in modern times, the most powerful thing is the magma, so naturally he started to make nonsense at this moment.

But no matter how powerful they say, at this time, they must raise all their minds to deal with these damned endless flames.

They spent the longest time on the eighth floor. Only after reaching the other side can they reach the ninth floor. The two fought hard, but their cooperation was considered close.

Finally, when the two arrived at the door of the eighth floor, both of them sat on the ground in a bit of a panic at the same time.

"Huh—damn it, what is this thing, it's so powerful."

"You put on your clothes and have reached the second floor."

Xiaobao didn't expect that this damn Ramadan would still be thinking about his clothes at this time.

"You are blind, you can't see the wound on my body, can you wear clothes when you are burned? How can I wear it? Are you stupid?"

"No, you have to put it on, or you won't be allowed in."

"I said you are hypocritical or not, you don't go in, right? Then I will go in."

After Xiaobao finished speaking, he walked in directly, but Ramadan didn't want to let Xiaobao enter so easily, he stretched out his hand and attacked Xiaobao's back, but Xiaobao is so oily, how could he not know that Ramadan would What to do, he avoided the attack of Ramadan, just as Ramadan was about to attack, he saw a woman chained to a stone wall not far away, her whole body was scorched by red flames, unable to move.

"That, that, that, what is that?"

Xiaobao was already frightened. He was so scared not because of anything else, but because he saw a scene that he absolutely didn't want to see. He knew that Dabao was suffering. He had seen Dabao's appearance in the illusion before, and his whole body was burned with.

But seeing it with my own eyes and watching it on TV are definitely two different feelings.

"Vanxing."

How can Ramadan care about whether you wear clothes or not at this moment, but walk over directly, staring at the scene in front of you in a daze,

He never dreamed that Fanxing would be treated like this.

The whole person hangs his head, his limbs are chained with thick demon chains, and his white clothes have long been burnt black, except for some special parts that can cover accidents. His clothes are ragged and his whole body is covered with burns. It is really unbearable to look at .

"Vanxing, Fanxing, wake up, wake up."

As Ramadan said, he tried to break the demon-locking chain with his hands. Countless spells were cast, but they had no effect at all.

And Xiaobao, who was standing by the side, was still standing there blankly. He saw the movement of Ramadan, and he would not stop it at all. It is absolutely impossible to rescue Dabao.

Before leaving, Shen Xiaoxiao personally put the soul-suppressing mirror in Xiaobao's hands. What he wanted was not Wen Jiu's body. What he wanted was Dabao's soul, which really belonged to Dabao.

Ramadan was still foolishly preparing to unlock the demon-locking chain, but Xiaobao had already taken out the soul-suppressing mirror. Not only that, he also took out a dragon fruit, and he stood directly behind Ramadan, holding Using all my skills over the years, I started to deal with the flames, spells, warlocks, and spells one after another, aiming at the front and hitting them.

This demon-locking chain can not only lock people, but also lock the soul. It is not so easy for Xiaobao to take out Dabao's soul.

However, not easy does not mean impossible.

Little Treasure and Da Treasure were twins, with the same cord blood. He bit his finger, pointed at the talisman in the air, and tapped it. As soon as his blood touched the yellow talisman paper, the talisman paper was different from the previous talisman. The paper was usually burned to ashes before it got close, but it passed through the flames and stuck to Dabao's forehead.

Before Ramadan could react, he saw that Fanxing had a talisman on his head.

And Xiaobao even seized the time, bit the tip of his tongue, chanted the spell, aimed at the air, and spurted out a mouthful of thick blood. "receive"

Ramadan saw with his own eyes that a white shadow floated from Fan Xing's head and landed directly on the yellow talisman paper.

And the talisman paper flew back to the boy's hand just now as if it was alive.

Xiaobao stuck the talisman paper on the dragon fruit in his hand, while Dabao's soul fell into the soul-suppressing mirror through the talisman paper, and Dabao's soul returned to its place.

"Damn it, you took away Fanxing's soul, who are you?"

"You don't care who the young master is, didn't you say that you won't grab the dragon fruit with me? Look, the dragon fruit is this soul, how about it, it's like a flame."

"You brat, I want your life..."

(End of this chapter)