The main thing is that the other people in groups of three rushed to meet the group of people in black who rushed down the mountain wall at the same time.

Rain fell, two people and horses crash together, followed by some red eyes.

One is fighting for their lives, the other is determined to kill them in the Red River Canyon.

When the two sides met, it was called a nose, not a nose, not an eye. They all fought with each other.

The tree's eyes looked at the people fighting together under the rain coldly. As soon as the little body moved, it was held down by the ink lotus.

"Joe Joe, you are too young to fight. Stay here. "

Lord Joe looked at him deadpan.

Mo Lian said, "don't worry, you can go back later when things are not so chaotic!"

I'll finish it later. What else can she do?

The tree gave Mo Lian a speechless look and carried her umbrella. Mo Lian bent over and put it on the back of a huge rock.

He rubbed her little head. "Don't move."

Except for the eyes rolling, the other facial expressions of Lord Qiao Qiao are almost zero

Mo Lian looks at her and sips her lips. She turns around and rushes to the nearest people in black.

Qiao Qiao raised his little arm, and his eyes were slightly sad. He sighed and squatted behind the rock with an umbrella to watch.

Gradually, the rain is getting bigger and bigger. Lord Joe is hiding under the umbrella where a drop of rain can't come in. Naturally, nothing happens.

Everyone else has become a drowning duck!

"Alas." Qiao Qiao sighed. He took out several bottles of pills from his inner circle and threw them at Duan Yue and Qi Xuanxuan not far away.

They hurriedly reached out to take the bottle, but they didn't care to ask a question. They quickly opened the bottle cap, poured out one and swallowed it.

The bottle passed in the team. Everyone who took the pill felt refreshed.

Originally, the spiritual power that passed seemed to spring up in the body.

Trough!

Return to the spirit pill!

It's also a magic elixir with terrible speed.

All of them were overjoyed. For a while, they saw that all of the people in the temple rushed back and killed several people in black on the spot.

The tree is crouching behind the stone to watch the activity. It seems that there is a shadow over its head.

Carrying a large umbrella slightly tilted over his head, homeopathy looked up, only to see a face wearing a ghost mask, appear in the bottom of his eyes.

Trees rather disdained to leave their mouths, "do not want to die on the roll."

I also want to catch Lord Joe. I don't know what to do!

If Lord Joe can squat here, there is no danger here.

But the ghost mask looks familiar.

She thought about it carefully, but still couldn't remember where she had seen it, so she gave up and went on thinking.

It must be a man of fortune, the little guy said in his heart. People of fortune like to wear this kind of ghost mask, which is like a ghost man under the saint's command.

Those who follow the heavens will prosper and those who oppose them will die.

The tree left its mouth, crouched there, slowly stood up, tilted its head and stared at the ghost man who jumped down from the rock and came to her.

"Look at the hidden weapon!" Lord Joe's right hand is flying.

The ghost face subconsciously turned away, waited for a long time but didn't wait for anything.