This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

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“Shit! Nie Xiaojiu, you...”

Kicking the door open, Night Xuan morning was just about to seize, the face changed after you could see the situation in the living room.

At this time, in the living room, all kinds of objects were messy, the famous red wine crumbled, Nie Xiaojiu poured into the liquor liquid, painfully covering his head.

“Ah!! Let go of me...” Nie Xiaojiu covered his head and kept struggling on the ground, as if tied up in chains, he wanted to break free hard.

But he doesn't have any forehead tie on him...

Night Xuan's eyes gazed and quickly stepped forward to hold Nie Xiaojiu, because of his struggle, several pieces of broken glass fell into his thighs and arms, “Nie Xiaojiu! ”

Night Xuan morning tried to wake Nie Xiaojiu out of this state, but Nie Xiaojiu's eyes were closed, his face was pale, his expression was painful, his hands kept beating the air, seemed to want to wave something away.

Night Xuan grabbed him by the hand and slapped him, then bent over and took him out of the red wine and broken glass.

“Ah! Get lost... Get lost...”

Being touched, Nie Xiaojiu's reaction was particularly intense. He kicked at Night Xuan morning in a random way. His strength was surprising. Night Xuan morning was fine. He took a heavy punch in the chest and then his stomach ached. Nie Xiaojiu kicked him on top.

Night Xuan morning didn't expect Nie Xiaojiu to react so much, so for a moment, he was kicked backwards, his eyes were about to fall, but he was held by Ling Tian, who had just come in.

“What's going on?” Ling Tian frowned at the messy living room.

Night Xuan rubbed his kicked stomach and some of his teeth grinned: “I don't know what the boy smoked... suddenly he's as powerful as a cow! ”

Ling Tian glanced at the corner of the sofa, squeezing his legs into a bunch of Nie Xiaojiu, the bottom of his eyes flashed suspicion.

Nie Xiaojiu's appearance at this time is obviously delirious. It seems to be trapped in a certain state, but only instinctive self-defense.

Night Xuan was equally wondered in his heart. Although Nie Xiaojiu did not grow up with his master, he had known him for several years. How could he not know that Nie Xiaojiu had this disease?

However, this is not the time to think about it, because Nie Xiaojiu has several wounds on his arm and leg that are bleeding continuously at this time. If not handled in a timely manner, he will probably lose too much blood and die.

So Night Xuan Dawn walked towards Nie Xiaojiu.

“Careful!” Ling Tian suddenly made a loud reminder.

Night Xuan just approached, Nie Xiaojiu suddenly raised his hand and stabbed Night Xuan in the past. In his hand, he grabbed a sharp broken glass and did not know when he hid it in his hand.

Night Xuan morning was also alert, he jumped directly on the sofa next to him, and at the same time, he grabbed Nie Xiaojiu's wrist, made a coincidence, removed Nie Xiaojiu's force, and the glass fragment “ding” fell on the ground.

Seeing Nie Xiaojiu was going "mad” again, Night Xuan suddenly pressed his hand on his forehead, Nie Xiaojiu was cast a fixed spell, and suddenly stopped struggling.

“Inform his family.” When Night Xuan finished this sentence, his eyes closed, and then the ancient obscure language came out of Night Xuan's mouth, like a chant, like a recitation.

This is a “static spell” used to calm people's minds, perfect for use on Nie Xiaojiu at this time.

Ling Tian's eyes flashed a slight discoloration, but he did not disturb Night Xuan in a loud voice.