Only then, when the Burning Sky Fire was released, Di Xin could see clearly, but could not control himself.
The fire came out of him and returned to him again.
All this came too fast, too fast, he didn't even respond.
"Yaoyang evil lord, what the hell is going on?"
Di Xin asked.
But the demon Yang evil lord refused to speak anyway.
"Little Wuya."
Di Xin thought of Xiao Wuya, he was afraid that Xiao Wuya had an accident, and hugged it up quickly.
The injury was very serious, and I had to seek treatment from the baptist girl immediately. After looking at Xiao Wuya's injury, Di Xin found that all her bones were broken and her breath was weak.
Fortunately, Xiao Wuya is the body of the beast, and she can barely support it.
Thinking of Xi Jiuye taking people to the ancient battlefield, coupled with Xiao Wuya's injury, Emperor Xin was flawless and thought, as soon as he swept out of the old locust tree, he headed towards the foot of the mountain.
Shortly after Di Xin left, the old locust tree that had survived for some years suddenly ignited a fire.
In the light of fire, the old locust tree burned to ashes.
The strange stone in the wall of the Zhenmo Mountain between the mountainside and the top of the mountain moved and finally returned to calm.
In the direction of the ancient battlefield, after Di Xin and Xiao Wuya left, Ye Lingyue, Xiao Cheyo, Xiao Gui and Han Yan also returned to the camp of several people.
The so-called camp is a dilapidated tent where the imp and old Xintou lived.
The tent was left by Lao Xintou when you marched to fight.
Wang Wushan has a unique climate. Although the external objects brought into the mountain will deteriorate and rot, but the supplies of the soldiers in the early years have been retained.
The tent is exactly the same as that of the year, and even some of the supplies are retained.
After confirming that the supplies were not poisonous, Ye Lingyue simply cooked some food.
Although he became a Protoss before, he no longer had to eat, but since he was born in Qingzhou since childhood, Ye Lingyue was still accustomed to the fireworks in the human world, not to mention taking a foodie.
A group of people lived on a bonfire, but Ye Lingyue was thinking about the situation of Emperor Xin and Xiaowuya, and the road to heaven.
Unknowingly, it was around three shifts.
"who?"
Ye Lingyue raised her eyebrows, and a firewood in the campfire was thrown straight out, like a ringing arrow.
"Slow down, it's me, old gold."
A ghost trembles and jumps out of the side.
"Uncle Jin, why are you here?"
The little ghost recognized the ghost.
Ye Lingyue took a closer look, and the ghost was the old ghost named Jin who had seen him a few days ago.
The devil once mentioned him, saying that he was a colleague of the old Xin, and was a general at that time. Among the ghosts, the ghost power is very good.
It's just that he always has a prejudice against the imp, and he hasn't made good friends in the past.
"I'm here to see you, kid, I always remember you after Uncle Xin left. Everyone will let you go back."
Uncle Jin looked concerned.
Ye Lingyue frowned, although she was not familiar with the other party, but Ye Lingyue instinctively disliked this old ghost called Uncle Jin.
The imp is touched.
"Uncle Jin, you don't need to remember me, everyone is very kind to me."
"That being said, after all, you all have different ways. If the old Xintou is still there, you must also take good care of you. You are a ghost, and being with people is not good for them. Besides, they will one day To leave Wangwu Mountain. "
Uncle Jin has an old Xin head on the left and an old Xin head on the right.
It was silent for a while.
Lao Jin is right, there are different ways.
No matter how much it likes Ye Lingyue, they can't live with them.
Xiao Wuya also said that the road to heaven will open soon, which means that they are not far from Ye Lingyue when they left Wang Wushan.
Its ghost power still has no progress, and can only stay in Wang Wushan.
"We will leave the witch with the imp."
Ye Lingyue said beside him when he was sad.
"Yes, we will leave with the imp."
The small squeaky mouth full of oil is also repeatedly said on the side.
In just a few days, they have formed a deep friendship with the imp, and they will not stay with the imp on Wang Wushan alone.
"Do you want to take me away?"
The devil was stunned.
"That is natural, no matter what method is used, even if it is to defeat the Witch King, we must take you away."
Ye Lingyue nodded.
Both she and Dixin thought that Wang Wushan's prohibition was not unbreakable.
The Witch King probably knew the real reason for the ban.
At least, the witchcraft made by the witch king can leave the witch.
If you want to take the ghost with you, you must start with the Witch King.
But this was just Ye Lingyue and Di Xin's thoughts. Before this was confirmed, neither of them told the little ghost, but they didn't want to come to the time.
As soon as they heard that Ye Lingyue was going to leave with the imp, Laojin's eyes flashed a strange color.
"You can't leave the ghost of the king and witch, you can't leave the king or the witch, otherwise it will anger the witch king and lead to punishment."
From the day Wang Wushan was closed, no ghost has ever successfully left Wang Wu.
For these ghosts, once a ghost leaves the witch, it will bring disaster to other ghosts, and the witch king will anger the other ghosts,
"how do you know?"
Ye Lingyue raised her eyebrows and glanced at Lao Jin. Lao Jin's words were full of reverence for the Witch King, which attracted the attention.
"I'm just guessing, after all, the witch king has so much power."
Lao Jin looked panicked.
"Guess? I think you have been bought by the Witch King nine out of ten, come to trick the kid."
Ye Lingyue didn't have a good airway.
For a guy like Lao Jin who has two sides and three swords, she has seen more in the army.
When Laoxintou was alive, they leaned on Laoxintou. As soon as Laoxintou died, they had to lean on the mountain and wanted to rely on the Witch King.
The mischievous ghost also thought to take them away from Wang Wushan together.
"Lao Jin! Are you really collaborating with the Witch King? You forgot, who killed Lao Xintou?"
The devil was furious when he heard it.
"Ghost, don't you listen to that woman talking nonsense, we came to see you because we care about you. You have only known the woman for a few days, and we have known each other for six years, don't you believe me? Again, if not they suddenly Breaking into Wang Wushan angered the corpse demons, and Lao Xintou would not die. They were the culprits of killing Lao Xintou at this time. "
Lao Jin is still struggling according to reason, splashing all dirty water on Ye Lingyue and others.
"roll."
The devil didn't want to say more, but just sneered coldly.
"Little devil ... do you really not go with me?"
Lao Jin still doesn't give up.
"Don't let me say it again, get out."
The little ghost no longer ignores the old gold.
"I'm sorry, kid."
Lao Jin snorted and glared at Ye Lingyue, and then walked away in a hurry.
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