Heavenly Curse

“Bang!”

Mo Ruxing flew straight out, her body hit the previous carriage, and there was a sudden shout around her, and a voice of a young dart master.

Subsequently, her body rolled to the ground, and even before she could climb up, she couldn't help but spray a breath of blood, and in her chest, the black armor receded towards the inside, and three scratches were clearly visible.

As the owner of the black armor, Mo Ruxing knows exactly how sturdy this black armor is. Even a strong bow and arm crossbow cannot be shot through, but now, it almost broke. Especially in the chest position, even without the black armor, I'm afraid I just died, right?

Mo thought unconsciously in her heart, but unexpectedly, she was not afraid at this moment.

“Young master of darts be careful.” At this point, several darts who had already reacted rushed this way, and Uncle Cai was there.

“Ah!”

The shadow rushed directly into the crowd, and then a scream came, and the darts who had just rushed up had flew out, but this time, the shadow had not digged his heart, but even then, the chest of several darts collapsed, and after falling to the ground, his mouth spit blood, and it was difficult to survive.

“Everybody back off.” Mo Ruyan saw this and even ignored his wounds and stood up with his gun.

She was well aware that in the state of shadow at the moment, even if many darts were together, there would only be death.

“Little Taoist, let the slaves help you. If this girl dies, you will not live.” At this time, Mo Rufu swept to the slave standing next to the carriage and stopped breathing.

She didn't expect Maki to be so cowardly. At this time, she only cared about herself, and he didn't want to think, if they were all dead, could he still live? Although Da Nu is powerful, I'm afraid it's not difficult to guarantee the safety of Mai Yee. After all, the speed of the shadow is far from what Da Nu can catch up with.

Only by joining forces can there be a glimmer of possibility.

For everything that happened outside, Mu Yi "saw" clearly, he didn't think that the dark shadow would be so powerful, even the inky smoke was not against him. Although the dart master died a lot, in his view, it was still far from the time when he had to do it.

Even though the sacrifice cannot stop, it doesn't mean that he really doesn't have the means to confront the enemy. If so, how dare he still carry out the sacrifice after knowing that something might happen tonight?

Of course, Mo Ruxing never expected Mu Yi to be anything but a slave.

Otherwise, the slave alone is enough to explain many problems. Besides, is the Angry Eye of the Thousand Sons God Vajra barking for nothing?

“Big Slave.” Mu Yi separated a mind into the mind of the slave, and the eyes of the slave who had stood there lazily glared, but he did not immediately obey Mu Yi's words, but shook his head. Not only did it make the ink look like a smoke pole, even Mu Yi had some silence.

It is convenient to convey mindfulness with the power of the Heart God, which is the ability of Maki to gradually find out after reaching the second difficulty. This way, though not speaking, is preferable to speaking, and can directly convey meaning to each other.

He had never commanded the slave to do anything before, and even if anything had happened, he missed the slave, but he did not expect that the first time he commanded the slave with the power of his heart, he would react like this.

“Humph!" Mu Yi snorted coldly in his heart. This anger was transmitted directly by Mu Yi with the power of his mind, and Da Nu immediately felt Mu Yi's emotion. Immediately, he stopped pretending to be stupid. Those big eyes finally targeted the shadow still prevailing there.

Whether it was a man or a zombie, the instincts of the dark shadow still existed. Even watching his series of actions might have some remnants of his mind. When he was targeted by the slave, he felt a hidden threat, and finally stopped hunting down the darts. This allowed Uncle Cai and several darts to escape a robbery. Then the dark shadow turned to look at the slave.

“Yes, that's it, Da Nu. Go on, hit him.” Mo Ruxing saw this and couldn't help but scream.

And Big Slave ignored her, didn't even look at her, but he was still walking towards the shadows.

The shadow looked at the approaching slave, and the appearance gradually grew.

Finally, when the slave was approaching him, he moved too.

When the shadow flashed in front of the slave, the scout grabbed it towards the belly of the slave. This blow was no worse than the previous one when he grabbed the inky smoke.

When Da Nuo saw this, his eyes glared again, a fierce breath emanated from him, and then he saw Da Nuo open the huge puffin palm with the size of the other's head and fan it out.

“Bang!”

The shadow left a scratch on the belly of the slave, the other raised his hand against each other, and then he flew out faster.

Mo Ruxing's sight of the opportunity, coupled with the rest of the day, also allowed her to relax.

Her body flashed, and after a brief accumulation, the longgun slipped out of her hand again, striking directly into the shadows.

Dark Shadow was slapped by Da Nu for several lengths. Although he was unwell, he was not injured, but he just stood up and the smoky attack arrived.

The blow was smoky, but this time she did not continue to choose the head, or these important positions in the chest, but the dark shadow of the thigh root in the stab of the diamond, where his leg joints were connected.

“Pfft!”

Compared to the head, the root of the black shadow's thigh is less stiff, so the ink hits like a smoke, half the tip of the gun goes into it, just stuck in the joint.

“Ho!”

The shadow roared again, and as he caught it toward the longgun, he saw Mo Rufu twisting his tail.

Ka-cha! ”

The long gun paused with a slight impact, then saw the shadow shake, and the inky smoke had returned with the gun.

However, although the gun went back, the head remained in the black shadow thigh joint, and the tip of the gun spread open, forming two barbs, raw stuck inside.

The shadow reached out and pulled the tip of the gun, but it didn't come out. Instead, he shook his body and almost fell again.

Ink is like a smoke gun, her body is slightly shaken, her nostrils are like a windbox, the blow just now almost exhausts all the strength she has left, at this moment, she can only stand.

And the long gun in her hand, though it was missing its head, once again added a small sharp spike, which went straight from a gun to a spear.

“Big Slave, hurry up.” Mo Ruxing looked at Da Nuo and drank. The reason why she had not chosen the important part of the shadow just now was to limit the speed of the shadow. As long as he did not have that speed, he believed in strength alone, he was definitely not the opponent of Da Nuo.

In this case, Mo Ruyan even had to choose to trust the slave.