At this time, Bai Mo turned around and took a look.

Bo Shaozheng, who had too much blood loss, seemed to have a sense of feeling in his heart, raised his head and looked up—

Although the distance is very far and I can't see the face of my beloved woman clearly, he only feels a crystal reflection in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the woman in red ink sank into the strangely bright red blood moon, as if she was swallowed by something...

Bo Shaozheng was suddenly shocked, and his consciousness, which was about to blur, suddenly became awake.

“Go up!”

Bo Shaozheng covered his heart with one hand and was bleeding from the wound. He stepped on the body of Chaoxi Jianjian and spoke domineeringly.

The tone of command.

It was very low from the ground, and the sword that fell in the air "buzzed" sounded, trembling with great human nature, expressing his unwillingness.

It only listens to its master's words, why should this human command it?

It is a magical artifact, a magical artifact, a magical artifact! It is said three times.

A magic weapon also has a sword spirit and dignity, okay?!

I just don’t know why, but this human has a complex atmosphere that makes it feel very familiar and sad.

Although that slightest breath is very light, very light, so faint that it can hardly be seen, so faint that it can hardly remember who it is.

But it doesn't matter if you can't remember it. Anyway, the master didn't recognize who he is, hehehehe~

Chaoxi Jian shook his sword body comfortingly, and almost threw Bo Shaozheng out in pride!

Bo Shaozheng's handsome face was cold, his ink-colored eyes were filled with gorgeous and cruel bloodthirsty light, and he ordered again word by word: "I said, take me up!"

The sword body of Chaoxi Jian couldn't help but tremble.

For some reason, the aura emitted from this human body at this moment made it familiar and... fearful.

Its dignified artifact actually makes it fear a human, which is simply unscientific!

There is no wind under the moon, and it is silent for a second, two seconds, three seconds...

The sword immediately made a "swish" sound and flew into the sky from a height of more than ten meters above the ground!

The dignity of the sword spirit is like a cloud in front of the threat!

I almost scared my sword to death, oh oh ~

He was once again brought back to the dark sky curtain that was close to the scarlet crescent moon by the sword. The bright stars seemed to be within reach, but there was no trace of that person.

Bo Shaozheng's face became even colder, and there was a hint of undetectable...panic.

He looked up at the scarlet blood moon with a faint red light, and an unknown but strange intuition appeared in his heart—

She might be in this blood moon!

"You can definitely go in?" Bo Shaozheng opened his lips and said softly, as if he was muttering to himself, and as if he was talking to Chaoxi Jian who was stepping under his feet.

Chaoxi Jian understood, and the tip of the sword swayed left and right, indicating refusal.

This time, no matter how Bo Shaozheng put pressure on him, Chaoxi Jian was unmoved.

Bo Shaozheng pursed his magnificent lips, almost pursed into a straight line, staring at the strange red moon intently, and blinked once a long time ago.

Below, the entire North City zombie puppets were controlled by people and commanders rushed towards the commander like a tide...

Most of the people in the General's Mansion were wearing talismans and were not alienated by soul-killing. Magistrate Bo led the guards of the General's Mansion to fight hard, but it seemed that they would not last long...

However, all of this is not within Bo Shaozheng's concern.
Chapter completed!