Dragon Warrior

Wu Yi felt that he was on the verge of losing control, but at this moment, the sound of silk and bamboo music became more and more urgent, like a sudden summer rainstorm, hearty and unscrupulous, mixed with lightning and thunder, making people caught off guard and unable to resist.

At this time, Wu Yi really learned how powerful Yan Yanqiu is. Just like him refining a weapon, he has an excellent grasp of the heat and timing. Although he is outside the magic circle, he can still accurately predict the efficacy of rosemary. And the reactions of the three people in the bamboo building.

"Crack...crack...crack..."

"Wu Yi, you are such a beast. For you, Xiaoxue even disregarded her own life. Up to now, she is still struggling alone, guarding the last ray of hope, but you want to do something so inferior to a beast?" Wu Yi woke up suddenly, dripping with cold sweat, stretched out his right hand, and slapped himself three times fiercely, his cheeks were swollen high, five clear fingerprints appeared, and the dark red blood dripped down the corner of his mouth, looking a bit ferocious.

"Xiao Yi, what's wrong with you?" Murong Xiaoxiao asked in surprise.

"Two sisters, I'm sorry." After being slapped several times by himself, Wu Yi finally regained consciousness, and his blows were like lightning, sealing the meridians of Murong Xiaoxiao and Yan Zixuan, and the two beauties softened , sat on the ground, his eyes were full of disappointment and bewilderment, he stared at him obsessively, trying to get closer, but he couldn't move.

"when……"

The golden cauldron flew out far away, casting a misty golden light, isolating the sound of silk and bamboo music, without the catalyst of the music, the power of rosemary weakened a lot, Wu Yi sat cross-legged, checked his spiritual consciousness, and found out that There is an extremely fine pink silk thread in his blood, which is flowing through the whole body with the blood, this must be rosemary.

After Wu Yi found the root cause, he immediately gathered the power of his spiritual consciousness to fully stimulate the golden blood, which accelerated the circulation in the body. Every time it runs for a week, the pink silk thread will be diluted by a little. After ten weeks, the rosemary has been wiped out. Completely cleared, the evil fire finally returned to calm.

"Huh... so dangerous!" Wu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, recalling the scene just now, he still had lingering fears. Fortunately, he reined in the precipice and kept the bottom line. If he indulged for a while and couldn't control it, then there would be no Yanmian went to see Su Qingxue.

"Ohh Ohh ohh……"

Just as Wu Yi was feeling emotional, a strange sobbing sound suddenly came from beside him. Looking back, he saw Murong Xiaoxiao and Yan Zixuan's cheeks were congested with blood, and their expressions were extremely painful. Being sealed, unable to use the energy to resist, the blood may burst at any time.

At this moment, there is another golden barrier inside the restraining circle. It is impossible for Yan Yanqiu to know that his two disciples are already threatened with their lives. The voice of silk and bamboo is still high-pitched and cannot affect Wu Yi, but it poses a fatal threat to them .

Wu Yi hurriedly helped them up, but he didn't dare to release their meridians easily. If they were to regain their freedom of movement, he would have to eat him, so he had to stretch out his hands to press against the backs of the two girls, and the soft power of heaven and earth slowly Cross in and help them suppress Rosemary.

"Tian Dao Jue" has been practiced to the third level of enlightenment, and the power of heaven is almost transparent, but its powerful repairing attribute has not been lost, but it is even more against the sky. A few days later, the rosemary was completely removed.

"Ah...how could it be like this, what a shame!" Murong Xiaoxiao regained her clarity, looked down and saw that she had already let herself go, she quickly put her arms around her and screamed.

"I'm sorry, I was really helpless and offended just now." Wu Yi handed over the gauze skirt she threw on the ground, turning her head away in a very gentlemanly way, so as not to embarrass Murong Xiaoxiao.

Murong Xiaoxiao has completely regained her sobriety, she put on the gauze skirt, saw Wu Yi's appearance, and said angrily: "Oh, don't put on an air here, haven't you already seen it all?"

"Ah... this... an unintentional mistake, you can't hold grudges!" Old Wu Yi blushed, and his words were a little awkward.

"Master's rosemary is really powerful. If it weren't for Mr. Wu's high level of cultivation, I'm afraid we would all be lost." Yan Zixuan lowered her head and straightened her clothes, sighed with a blushing face, recalling everything that happened just now , I really can't wait to find a seam in the ground to get in, it's really embarrassing.