She caught the swinging body of the magic knife. The tentacles are sticky and warm. It's blood! The body of the demon knife is full of scars, and one of its arms is broken. The magic core was also pierced by the black thorn of night eight, and the black flame above was burning slowly but irreversibly. Xueji's hand couldn't help shaking. The biggest wound on the back of the magic knife was pierced by the long knife in order to save her. She was asking this guy what he was doing? The magic saber told her: it's none of your business to look at that dark night three. I want to trouble him. Xueji was upset at that time, but she still believed him. Because the demons have always been in their own way, and have never had the noble sentiment of sacrificing for others and protecting their companions. The four of them are the four magic generals in one. They are the same, but they are also competitive. They will temporarily cooperate for the overall situation and sacrifice their own interests for the future of the demon clan. But never deliberately pay attention to other people's life and death in the battle, let alone sacrifice for each other again and again. But what is he doing? In order to save himself, he even gave up his life. If it wasn't for the first Dao you blocked, you wouldn't get hurt so quickly with the cultivation of the demon Dao. But now, he's blocking for himself a second time. Risking her life, saving her life. Xueji stares at the dying man in her arms. She wants to scold, question and ridicule. But eventually, these voices to the mouth, but into a: "goblin, do you like me?" However, at this time, the goblin has no way to answer him. In the dark night, the fire on the eight black thorns began to burn the core of the sabre. His breath slowly became weak and his body became cold. As a demon, Xueji can clearly feel that his life is disappearing. The goblin will die“ Hello! Goblin, you get up and answer my question? Do you like me or not? "“ Do you want to pretend to be dead? There is no door“ Goblin, I didn't let you die, you can't die, do you hear me Not far away, night twelve pasted a black talisman on her body, and the painful expression on her face quickly disappeared. The immortal spirit of the whole body also became strong again. But her wound is still bleeding. Obviously, her wound didn't heal, it just blocked the pain and weakness“ I didn't expect to kill two birds with one stone this time. "“ Once Xueji's ghost knife is dead, the strength of the demons can be greatly reduced. Moreover, hanging their bodies on the flagpole can also frighten the demons and make them retreat. " Xueji and Yaodao are not dead yet, but the tone of discussion between dark night eight and dark night twelve completely regards them as dead. As a matter of fact, when night eight and night twelve respectively hold a section of the net close to them. Xueji is also at a dead end and has no resistance. There are many black insects crawling on that Internet. This kind of insect is specialized in swallowing magic Qi and magic core for a living, which is called "magic rotten insect". It's just that the devil canker has to live on the snake vine. Wusheteng is hard to find in the world, and it is extremely fragile. When refining the utensil, the fire is not controlled properly, and it turns into ashes. And the net in the hands of night eight and night twelve is made entirely from the black snake vine. When Xueji and Yaodao are tied by the net woven by wusheteng, the devil canker will completely suck them into mummies.