Four Thousandth Forty-Two Chapters Wall Grass

Just now, when Burning Fire was released, Di Xin could see clearly, but he couldn't control himself.

The fire came out of his body and returned to his body again.

It all came and went so fast that he couldn't even react.

"Yao Yang Xie Jun, what the hell is going on?"

Di Xin asked.

But Yaoyang Xiejun refused to speak no matter what.

"Little Wuya."

Di Xin thought of Xiao Wuya, and he hurriedly picked her up for fear that something would happen to Xiao Wuya.

The injury was very serious, and she had to seek medical treatment immediately. After checking Xiao Wuya's injury, Di Xin found that all the bones in her body were broken and her breath was weak.

Fortunately, Xiao Wuya has the body of a divine beast, and she can still support her with all her might.

Thinking of Xi Jiuye taking people to the ancient battlefield, plus Xiao Wuya's injury, Di Xin Wuxia thought a lot, he swept out the old locust tree and headed down the foot of the mountain.

Not long after Di Xin left, the old locust tree that had survived for an unknown number of years suddenly caught fire.

In the light of the fire, the old locust tree was burned to ashes.

In the wall of Zhenmo Mountain between the mountainside and the top of the mountain, the strange stone moved and finally returned to calm.

In the direction of the ancient battlefield, after Di Xin and Xiao Wuya left, Ye Lingyue and Xiao Zhiyo, Xiao Gui and Han Yan also returned to the camp of several people.

The so-called camp is a dilapidated tent where the kid and Lao Xintou lived.

The tent was left by Lao Xintou when you were marching to fight.

Wangwu Mountain has a unique climate. Although items from the outside world will deteriorate and rot after they are brought into the mountain, the materials of the soldiers in the early years have been preserved.

The tent was exactly the same as it was back then, and even some of the supplies were kept inside.

After confirming that the supplies were not poisonous, Ye Lingyue simply cooked some food.

Although after becoming a Protoss, he no longer needs to eat, but because he was born in Qingzhou since he was a child, Ye Lingyue is still used to the fireworks of the human world, not to mention a foodie Xiaozhi.

A group of people have a bonfire,

Ye Lingyue was thinking about the situation of Di Xin and Xiao Wuya, and the road to the sky.

Before I knew it, it was around the third watch.

"who?"

Ye Lingyue raised her eyebrows, and a piece of firewood from the bonfire was thrown straight out, like a banging arrow.

"Wait, it's me, Lao Jin."

A ghost trembled and jumped out from the side.

"Uncle Jin, why are you here?"

The kid recognized the ghost.

Ye Lingyue took a closer look and saw that this ghost was the old ghost surnamed Jin she had seen a few days ago.

The little ghost once mentioned him, saying that he was a colleague of Lao Xin. He used to be a general in those days. Among the ghosts, the ghost power is very good.

It's just that he has always been prejudiced against little devils, and he didn't get along very well in the past.

"I'm here to see you, kid. After your Uncle Xin left, I always miss you. Everyone told you to go back."

Uncle Jin looked concerned.

Ye Lingyue frowned, even though she was not familiar with the other party, Ye Lingyue instinctively didn't like this old ghost called Uncle Jin.

The little ghost was a little moved.

"Uncle Jin, you don't need to worry about me, everyone treats me very well."

"Having said that, you guys have different paths after all. If Lao Xintou was still there, he would definitely want us to take good care of you. You are a ghost, and being with people is not good for them. Besides, they will have a day sooner or later. I want to leave Wangwu Mountain."

Uncle Jin has an old Xintou on the left and an old Xintou on the right, which reminds the little ghost of Lao Xintou.

It was silent for a while.

Lao Jin is right, people and ghosts have different paths.

No matter how much it likes Ye Lingyue and the others, it is impossible to live with them.

Xiao Wuya also said that the road to the sky will be opened soon, which means that the days when Ye Lingyue and the others leave Wangwu Mountain are not far away.

Its ghost power still hasn't improved, and it can only stay in Wangwu Mountain.

"We will leave Wang Wu with the kid."

Just when the little ghost was sad, Ye Lingyue said beside him.

"Yes, we are leaving with the kid."

Xiao Zhiyo, whose mouth was full of oil, also kept saying yes.

In just a few days, they have formed a deep friendship with the kid, and they will not leave the kid alone in Wangwu Mountain.

"You want to take me away?"

The kid was stunned.

"That's natural. No matter what method we use, even if we defeat the Witch King, we must take you away."

Ye Lingyue nodded.

Both she and Di Xin 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 King.

If you want to take the kid away, you must first start with the Witch King.

But this is just what Ye Lingyue and Di Xin thought. Before confirming this, neither of them told the little ghost. It was just that the little ghost was happy when the time came.

When I heard that Ye Lingyue and the others were going to leave with the kid, a strange color flashed in Lao Jin's eyes.

"It is absolutely impossible, the ghost of the witch king cannot leave the witch king, otherwise it will anger the witch king and attract punishment from heaven."

Since the day Wang Wu Mountain was closed, no ghost has ever successfully left Wang Wu.

For these ghosts, once a ghost leaves the Witch King, it will bring disaster to other ghosts, and the Witch King will anger other ghosts,

"how do you know?"

Ye Lingyue raised her eyebrows and glanced at Lao Jin. Lao Jin's words were full of awe for the Witch King, which attracted sideways glances.

"I'm just guessing, after all, the sorcerer king has boundless power."

Lao Jin looked flustered.

"Guess? I think nine times out of ten you were bought by the Witch King. You are here to lure the kid."

Ye Lingyue said badly.

A duplicitous guy like Lao Jin, she has seen a lot in the army.

When Lao Xintou was alive, they relied on Lao Xintou. When Lao Xintou died, they wanted to rely on the Witch King when they had no support.

Kui Xiaogui was still thinking of taking them away from Wangwu Mountain together.

"Lao Jin! Are you really colluding with the Witch King? You forgot, who killed Lao Xintou?"

When the kid heard this, he was furious.

"Little devil, don't listen to that woman's nonsense, we came to you because we care about you. You've only known that woman for a few days, and we've known each other for six years. Don't you believe me? Besides, if it wasn't for them suddenly They broke into Wangwu Mountain, angered the corpse demon, and Lao Xintou would not die, and they are the culprits who killed Lao Xintou at this time."

Lao Jin was still arguing and poured all the dirty water on Ye Lingyue and others.

"roll."

The kid didn't want to say more, just scolded him coldly.

"Little devil... are you really not going with me?"

Lao Jin still didn't give up.

"Don't make me say it again, get out."

The kid ignored Lao Jin.

"Little devil, you will regret it."

Lao Jin snorted, glared at Ye Lingyue, and walked away in a huff.

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