The Magic Outfit

"Good." Gu Qi absolutely said.

Wenxiang put the bird cage beside the grass, but she hadn't waited for her to straighten her waist. A long-spotted mottled snake suddenly emerged from the grass. Wenxiang was so scared that the flowers looked pale and screamed. Jumped to Gu Qijue, arms around Gu Qijue's neck, her feet curled up, her whole body hung on Gu Qijue's chest, her cry was enough to dig into the cracked stone: "Snake ... Snake ... Help ... "

At the same time, Mrs. Red, who was strolling in the Admiralty Temple to watch the surrounding scenery, also yelled, her body dumped to the side, and Su Tang, who was walking on the side, reached out and hugged Mrs. Red.

"Oh ... it hurts ..." Mrs. Red grabbed Su Tang's neck with one hand, and then lifted her legs. Her red skirt was originally split, and now she raised her feet so high, the skirt had been sliding down to her At the base of the leg, the beautiful white legs are unobstructed.

Mrs. Red's legs are slender and the lines are beautiful, and Su Tang's whole body is suddenly infatuated.

"It hurts ..." Mrs. Red simply put the tripod on Su Tang's shoulders and said softly: "Nangongzi, don't hurry to rub me ..."

Gu Qijue smiled and hugged Wenxiang naturally. In fact, the spotted snake that had emerged from the grass did not take Wenxiang as a target. He stretched his head into the cage and bit the injured canary. But Wen Xiang didn't see it, her body was shaking, she was still shouting, "Help!"

"Girls are not afraid, there is me ..." Gu Qijue's words didn't finish, his expression suddenly stiffened, and Wenxiang's body floated like a breeze, and fell far in front of the house.

Gu Qijue slowly lowered his head, a black palm print was left on his chest, and he could clearly feel that the indistinct breath of unseen words penetrated into his body from the palm print, and that breath had extremely terrible corrosive power, His muscles, bones, and even spiritual veins, with contact with that kind of breath, immediately become withered.

Wen Xiang stood there quietly, hands down on both sides of the body, and looked at Gu Qijue with sneering eyes.

"Damn dare ..." Gu Qiju suddenly gave a roar. At the next moment, his clothes suddenly exploded, and a dazzling brilliance shot from behind him.

What Gu Qijue released was a small sword that was only one foot long, and the sword light broke through the sky, making a piercing shriek.

Gu Qiju, who was furious and furious, went all out with one shot, and the Qijue, which flew like a lightning, had locked all the space for Wen Xiang's up, down, left, and right.

It's just that Wenxiang didn't seem to have an intention to avoid, still standing there quietly, motionless.

Jianguang was less than two meters away from Wenxiang, and suddenly began to condense towards the center, and the seven swords became one, slamming into Wenxiang's chest. That day the shadow died under this blow, the dagger was shattered into pieces by the unified sword light, and the body was penetrated.

Wenxiang reached out and grabbed Jianguang.

The blood flower bloomed in the next moment, and the muscles and blood drops that were forcibly ripped off by Jianguang were thrown in all directions. Some even fell on Wenxiang ’s face, but in an instant, Wenxiang ’s right hand had become incomplete and many places were exposed. With the bones of Sensen, and Wenxiang's body could not bear the great force, he kept retreating back.

This kind of injury is no less than any kind of torture in the world. Although Wenxiang's face can keep calm, but there are blue muscles between her neck and forehead. Obviously, she is very painful and has been extremely painful.

Bang ... Wenxiang's body hit the wall and was forced to stop, and Qijue sword also penetrated Wenxiang's chest, but finally, the strength was exhausted, only penetrated into the depth of the inch.

Gu Qijue saw a horrifying scene, and Wen Xiang's right hand holding Qijue's sword was slowly healing with a speed that could be noticed with the naked eye.

"Open!" Gu Qiju issued a blast again.

Jian Guang, who had just calmed down, began to oscillate again. To break free of Wenxiang's control, Wenxiang stretched out his left hand and caught Qijuejian.

Wen Xiang's left hand turned dark and inky, and it was thin and draconian. That was not a human hand, but a claw extended by a ghost and a ghost.

Pieces of gray dust-like things flowed on the seven-handed small swords, the dazzling sword light quickly became dim. When Wenxiang slowly pulled the seven-sword sword out of his body, the seven-sword sword had become Pieces of ordinary iron, fell to the ground with no vitality.

Gu Qijue was stupefied, he could sense that the connection with Qijuejian was cut by an inexplicable force, Qijuejian was already dead, completely dead.

In a short period of time, Wenxiang's severely damaged right hand has recovered more than half. The two hands are particularly sharp, the right hand is white like jade, and the left hand is dark like night.

"Life and death! What you cultivate is life and death!" Gu Qijue screamed in horror. He finally understood what was corroding his body. It was death and unsolvable death: "You are the remnants of the Temple of Judgment ... "

At that time, the three major Tianmen teamed up to attack the Zhu Temple, just to destroy the life and death decision, because the life and death decision is too terrible! Life tactics can allow practitioners to have unlimited healing power, and death tactics can break the world's spiritual weapons. Of course, the death tactic must be strong enough. If Wen Xiang intercepted the Qijue sword with his left hand just now, he will inevitably be hit hard, and the death tactics cannot be recovered quickly. He can only make up for the injury slowly through long practice. If the injury is too heavy, Then she can no longer practice life and death.

"It doesn't have to be so unpleasant to say." Wenxiang said blankly, looking at her left hand exuding fierce anger: "It's nothing but a defeat."

Gu Qijue took a step backwards. If he spread the news, he would be rewarded by the Three Heavenly Gates, and he might even become a disciple of the Three Heavenly Gates. But will he still have a chance to leave here alive?

"Give up, you don't have a chance." Wen Xiang said lightly, then the figure suddenly shot like a shell, hitting Gu Qijue's chest with a punch.

Gu Qi absolutely wanted to dodge, but his death energy had spread to his whole body. His muscles, blood vessels, bones and even spiritual veins were dying. His body was stiff like a rusted machine. His movements were many times slower than usual. open.

Bang ... Gu Qijue's body flew out four or five meters away and fell to the ground weakly.

Wenxiang grabbed Gu Qiju, turned and threw Gu Qiju into the house, and then dragged a large jar from the corner of the wall, poured the contents on the floor, and then picked up Qi Qijian one by one, throwing it like garbage room.

Finally, Wenxiang took out the fire fold and lit it, and the whole room immediately lit a raging fire.

Xiao didn't regret it and guessed right. Wenxiang wasn't afraid of Gu Qijue. What she worried about was the remaining death that was discovered by the real powerhouse.

"I did everything I should do, and the rest ... I can't control it." Wen Xiangyou said, then turned to leave the courtyard, and it was time to leave.