With a "bang!", the fuselage was suddenly hit by hail, and then the dense hail fell down like a pouring rain. The plane, which was completely exposed to hail, seemed to have encountered airflow in the sky, and immediately swayed left and right.

The calmness on Helan's face gradually turned into solemnity. Such hail may be really common in this area, but it has not been common to see hail falling down the plane.

Xuanyuan Jimo, who obviously realized this problem, frowned, stepped directly over the co-pilot, and said to Helan in a deep voice: "I'll do it!"

"You?" He Lan was a little surprised, and then did not react much. Instead, he stepped over the driving position with his legs and freed up his seat for Xuanyuan Jimo. When he was already studying together, Xuanyuan Jimo's ability was stronger than them. This man was like a monster, crazy and calm, and rescued them from the mouths of the beasts in the Amazon jungle many times.

Sure enough, when Xuanyuan Jimo took over the position, Huo Ran and Helan's hearts were slightly relieved. But the next second, their hearts were suspended by Xuanyuan Jimo's crazy driving method.

The entire small private plane is like Nalan's racing car on the black market, gliding, flanking, backwards, and the entire plane is like a children's toy in Xuanyuan Jimo's hands, and Xuanyuan Jimo's hands are like the remote control that controls the toy plane.

Soon, the fox, who was uncomfortable with this driving method, immediately stretched out his claws and showed his nail hooks and pulled the priest's clothes. The pointed fox's mouth was uneasy and screamed "squeaking" sounds.

Seeing this scene, I still don’t know that the warm wine that is wrong with the hail is really a waste of learning this skill.

He used his internal force to increase it on his feet, and his hands were untiring his safety belt. Before Helan could react and grab him, Wen Jiu narrowed his eyes and rotated and stood firmly on the cabin plate of the cabin.

Seeing Wen Jiu's dangerous behavior, Xuanyuan Jimo's hand holding the joystick suddenly showed its blue veins, and the fox's rapid "squeak" shouting slowed down a lot. Huo Ran looked at Wen Jiu, who was standing in the center without any influence, and raised his eyebrows and asked seriously: "Madam, what are you doing?"

"Shh." After smiling at Wen Jiu who had a soft swearing at Huo Ran, he gently closed his gradually blood-colored eyes. The milky white spiritual power surged into the small figure from every corner of the air with the visible view of the priest's naked eyes.

My lips that were red without tingling began to open slightly at some point, and clear talisman words slowly overflowed from Wen Jiu's mouth.

"The sky is so thundering, the land mine is so dizzy, Liujia and Liu Ding, I heard my name!"

The feet that were standing together also began to be gently folded and twisted on the cabin as the spell was recited. The simple dance was like a festival praying for the rain god on TV for a good harvest. It was just that the warm wine that sometimes opened the book and sometimes stood with one foot and sometimes stood and rotated with one foot gave people the feeling that it was not comparable to the villagers who sang and danced together.

My head with a proud smile, wondering if it was because of the dance, but suddenly it was hanging down in front of the plane.

At this time, the spell in Wen Jiu's mouth continued to sing without pause: "When I hear my name, I must not stay. Welcome the auspiciousness and decline, and forever keep the Dragon God!"

After singing, Wen Jiu continued to close his eyes, stretched his feet, opened his arms, and waved his arms wide openly. His soft arms swung in the shaking air. I don’t know if it was the illusion of Chen Siyan and others. They felt that Wen Jiu had a light glow all over his body at this time.

Just like a scientist asked back then: Why do all the portraits of Jesus, Buddha, and Jade Emperor they believe in have a light warm yellow glow? Can the human body really be able to shine?

The debate topic of this thesis once aroused discussion among many scholars, but it ended with "imagination". At this time, Chen Siyan and Huo Ran thought of this seemingly absurd but interesting doubt at the same time as they were looking at Wen Jiu.

Because at this time they really saw a thin layer of white glow on their wife (Xiaojiu).

However, as a priest who understands the abilities, he sighed that he was better than the blue than the blue. He was able to play such a great role in the dance of the sacrificial ritual. It was an effect that the emperor had in ancient times only had to pray with all the people.

Where Chen Siyan and others could not see, the priest could see the magnificent luck that radiated from Wen Jiu little by little sweeping towards the world. However, the prayer did not end.

Wenjiu, who was still walking strange steps, had already blocked his senses, and his whole body seemed to be weak and boneless. No matter how the plane was up and down or deflected, Wenjiu's body always seemed to be fixed on the cabin, which was a bit magical and a bit penetrated people's hearts.

The palms were striking together, and the lips were chanting: "The sky was thunder, the land mine was dizzy, the six Jia and six Dings, I heard that my name was, and I was not allowed to stay. I welcome the auspiciousness and decline, and I will always keep the dragon god!" The same spell, different ways of jumping, seemed to shake my body casually, and seemed to be a complicated dance.

The ancient sacrifices and spells slowly smoothed the hearts of everyone in the plane, dancing over and over again, singing over and over again, singing with the sky, and dancing with the wind and rain.

Until the third spell was finished, Wen Jiu stood with his left foot, and his right foot circled around his body and stood still. His arm, which was in a strange position, slowly vertically at this time, and his closed lips also spit out the last word lightly.

"Stop!" The voice was as light as water, but the lingering sound lingered around the beam and hit everyone's hearts, making everyone who was confused by the warm wine dance suddenly feel clear in their minds. When they turned their heads and looked out again, the hailstone that seemed to be able to race with the plane had long disappeared.

At that time, the gray sky was blue washed by the rain, and was lightly dotted with wisps of white clouds floating by. Because of the altitude, such a sky seemed to be able to touch it with your hands, which made people feel refreshed and cleansed the turbidity in the soul.

At this time, at another station in Tibet, a young man sitting cross-legged in front of the incense burner as big as a well in Taoist robe, finally covering his chest with an invincible defeat.

The eyes that were suddenly opened were already covered with blood mist. The young woman who frowned and guarded her side was shocked. She knew that this was the exhaustion of spiritual power and that the formation was cracked and the backlash of the heavenly way was taken over. She was anxious and rushed over without caring about anything.

"Puff..." However, without waiting for the young woman to support her, the man sitting cross-legged suddenly lay down on his hands and vomited a mouthful of internal injuries and blood.

The man who wiped the corner of his mouth in a mess looked up unwillingly at the woman walking towards him and called out: "Sister! I failed, sister! Why did I fail?" How could he fail? I was obviously very strong, and my master also said that there is no problem in destroying this place with my ability?

The lost man did not see the incense burner as big as a well on the altar in front of him starting to show cracks.

The woman who had been urinating and harnessed at any sound since childhood, rushed forward and dragged the young man aside.

"Bang!" As expected, in just one second, the bronze spiritual weapon suddenly exploded in the sky, and the three blood incenses in the incense burner were stably inserted into the place where the man had just sat, and the incense tail penetrated twenty centimeters deep into the ground.

Seeing this scene, the woman's pupils shrank slightly, she frowned and looked at her younger brother next to her with a little regret, saying, "If you are not as good as someone, you can admit defeat as soon as possible. Do you have to pay your life?"

"But Master..." It was obviously scared that the man's arrogance disappeared completely, replaced by deep fear in his eyes. The master said that he was extremely spiritual, so no one could break his sacrifice, let alone that the other party's enemies not only broke his sacrifice, but also concealed it from the way of heaven.

Dominated this sacrifice, but instead converted the sacrifice of this sacrifice into himself... The man who knew what his sacrifice was had already covered his face with a layer of gray...

The man who pulled the woman's sleeve asked the woman in a mute voice and choked, "Sister, sister, am I going to die, are I going to die?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The woman glared and threw her unscrupulous brother aside, turning back to the side of the three incense.

The dagger used for self-defense in his hand also quickly cut his wrist horizontally, and the fine spells came out of the woman's mouth, and the bright red blood in the palm of his hand also left three blood fragrances.

Then the three blood scents slowly broke away from the ground and were tightly tied together under the man's surprised gaze, lying in a row on the center of blood left by the woman's palm.

Like a greedy leech, quickly divided the spots of liquid quickly, but the blood incense could be saved, but the bronze incense burner could not be repaired again...

Man Wan'er, who sighed slightly, took the gauze from her bag and skillfully bandaged her palms. After turning around and looking at her younger brother, she said, "It's okay this time! I said I wouldn't ask for me in front of my master! Man Shui'er, do you think my words are like wind in my ears, right?"

Seeing that his sister was so casual and sacrificed to Huawei for peace, Man Shui'er said disrespectfully: "Sister, good sister, aren't you there? If I didn't have you, I wouldn't dare to ask for my life!"

"What a plea!" Seeing that his only relative was only one second away from being deprived of his life by the blood fragrance, Man Wan'er felt angry and flashed to her brother without thinking. She raised her bare hands, but this time she really slapped Man Shui'er's face.

Never seen Man Wan'er so angry, Man Shui'er's eyes flashed with a daze, then she stared at her eyes, letting tears wander in her eyes, and looked at Man Wan'er angrily.

When he hit his brother, he regretted it. The heartache in Man Wan'er's eyes flashed, and she opened her mouth but did not comfort her brother softly as usual.

The palms that were holding hands behind her back were also red and trembled. Looking at the anger in Man Shui'er's eyes, Man Wan'er looked slightly calm and calm and analyzed to her younger brother: "Shui'er, there is no shortage of capable and patriots in front of her. They are all better than you and me. Have you forgotten those dead warlocks one by one? Which of them is not better than me? Ah! I said, don't be greedy for any money in this time. We must leave once the time comes, and we have no negotiation this time!"

Man Wan'er, who knew what kind of her younger brother was, finished this coldly, and then walked towards her room with a cold back. This was the first time she had not protected her younger brother anymore. If Man Shui'er continued like this, she... would be sorry for her adoptive father and mother's entrustment!

But no matter how Man Wan'er hides her abilities in this place where people can eat, her younger brother who protects her life finally sent her to the opposite of Wenjiu. Until her death, Man Wan'er could only sigh that the world was messing with people, but she had no resentment at all.

On the other side, the "master" who learned that Xuanyuan Jimo and his group had successfully escaped was still hiding behind the silk cloth and watching the two siblings kneeling in front. The evil black air slowly whipped the two of them.

Such scars cannot be seen on the surface of the human body anyway, because they directly hurt the soul and make people feel pain.

None of the sorcerers sitting around, who were also carrying magic tricks, came out to plead for the siblings, with a cold and numb expression, as if they were all puppets. But in fact, once these people walked out of this door, the expressions on their faces were more exciting than the other.

But in front of the figure behind the silk cloth, they temporarily forgot their human nature and could even do things that harm the heavens for the sake of the illusory immortality! The dry bone pit, the unjust soul cries, and most of these things in the capital came from the hands of these people.

Man Wan'er, who was silently enduring all this, bit her teeth lightly, enduring the pain of her soul, and enduring the pain of her spiritual power being extracted. But even so, Man Wan'er still needs to be distracted and pay attention to Man Shui'er's situation at all times.

Finally, no one knew how long the punishment had been sustained. At this time, Man Wan'er, as before, closed her breath and fell in front of Man Shui'er, but if she ignored the wrists that were holding Man Shui'er tightly, Man Wan'er's hiding was still successful...

The hoarse voice of Man Wan'er's figure has never been exposed, and he heard from all directions: "Okay, go back!"

"Yes!" Man Shui'er, gritting her teeth, held Man Wan'er on the ground in her arms with difficulty, and staggered away from the gate first. However, although there was no problem, this punishment made the two of them directly hurt their souls.

When the door was closed, the figure still behind the silk cloth slowly rang in the room, "It's been two days, have you found it?"

No one replied, and the hall was silent. Each of them knew that the figure behind the silk cloth was looking for more than two days, but probably more than two years!

"Not yet?" Seeing that no one answered, the figure's voice was still not annoyed or angry, but at some point a trace of undetectable black gas jumped from the soles of the twenty-two people to the position of their hearts...

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Good night, little cuties ~
Chapter completed!