Wuhun didn't answer, and he frantically cut a series of holes on Teng Man. As long as the incision tends to heal, he will make up another knife, and the juice that flows out is put into the jade bottle without hesitation.

"Hey", the crisp sound of cold fire and snow rain sounded, "What are you going to do? Are you doing nothing? We are in a hurry now, and life and death are coming, and you are still in the mood to collect things."

Leng Huo Xueyu's angry anger is not overwhelming. If you watch it from a distance, Leng Huo Xueyu's snow-white forehead will turn red, as if red flames are flying around.

Wuhun said anxiously: "What's the matter? I collect these liquids for us to escape better. Besides, even if those annoying dead crawlers come, they may not be much better than us. No matter how hard this flower is, it will be considered a overlord of one side. It will not let other creatures approach here easily. Just put your heart in your stomach.

"Now we haven't come up with any useful method, we can only use a stupid method. I've tried it before and this liquid may be the reason why the flame cannot ignite, so I'll put it dry."

Leng Huo Xueyu said, "You are so stupid. If you don't have fire, you can't use the fire-type element. Also, do you think this flower can make you do whatever you want, and you can watch it all over the juice."

Wuhun rolled his eyes, "Do you think I'm so stupid. I've tried the method you said. This flower is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If you don't believe you move, you will stagnate and run slowly as soon as the Yuanli is urged. You think I don't want to use it.

"You don't have to worry, the juice will definitely flow. It is now in a sleepy stage because of your sword. When it wakes up, I will be free from the trap. As long as it gets out of trouble, I will break its roots. As long as the roots are destroyed, these thorns will become invalid."

Leng Huo Xueyu heard Wuhun's words and laughed, "Hey, who are you and I naive? I don't think things will end like you. You and I don't know how cunning you are."

Wuhun shook his head, "That's better than being trapped here."

As the golden juice flows more and more, it seems that the endless rivers will also have faults.

After a long time, the golden juice became thinner.

Wuhun looked happy and pulled his arm. The incision on the whisker healed more and more slowly until the liquid was flowing out and the incision never closed again.

"That's great," Wuhun cried.

With a brush, he swung his sword and tried his best to cut the cut of the phosphine. The sharp blade cut deep into the cut, and the stiffness of the copper bone steel bars filled the entire arm.

"Why is it still so hard?" Wuhun muttered himself, "Try it with fire."

This time, without ordinary open fire, Wuhun took out a pack of four squares from his pocket, smiled secretly, and used this piece of burning flames generated by the combustion objects based on compressed fuel.

"This time you have no golden liquid, I see how you block it."

Wuhun wrapped the compressed raw materials like squares on a layer of anti-oxidant burning paper, took out the fire folds and burned them little by little on the paper surface.

The orange flame gradually ignited, and Wuhun swung his wrist and threw it at Tengwu.

The blazing flames burned, and the bright colors reflected the entire cave.

Teng Xu seemed to feel the scorching temperature, and woke up from his dream, as well as the anger of the phosphine Xu being destroyed.

The soulless Leng Huo Xueyu felt that the vine whiskers trapped her hands and feet were slowly tightening, and the electric current was slashing across the limbs of Leng Huo Xueyu. She felt that her own Yuan power was being pushed to the life gate of her wrist by an inexplicable force.

"What's going on? Why do I feel like my Yuanli has been sucked away by this guy!"

Wuhun was shouting anxiously in the face of Leng Huo Xueyu's anxiety and could only comfort him: "Persis, I'll be fine right away now, hold on for another minute."

Wuhun looked at the burning Teng whiskers, and his left hand increased force and pulled Teng Man hard, making a slight sound, and the Vibian on his wrist seemed a little relaxed.

"There is a door", the soulless eyes lit up, and the wrists were even more forceful, and the left-hand swords continued to slash up.

With a click, something broke sounded.

Wuhun felt his wrist lighter and his left hand struggled out of Teng Man.

According to this method, Wu Soul freed the rest of his hands and feet.

Wuhun moved his hands and feet, picked up the phosphine beard with a fire, and ran to Leng Huoxueyu, lit the pine beard that trapped her hands and feet.

In the heat wave of fire, Lenghuo Xueyu's jade face was a little scary.

Seeing that Leng Huo Xueyu's face was not very good, Wuhun hurriedly asked, "How are you? Can you still hold it?"

Leng Huoxueyu gasped and said, "Huh, I can still hold it up. Hey, you'd better get faster. My energy is not much. According to its absorption level now, at most half a quarter of an hour, all you see is a corpse. Please hurry up, I don't want to die here. I have a lot to do. I haven't returned to the clan yet..."

Cough cough, a series of coughs suddenly appeared, it turned out that Guan Guang was awakening.

Guan Guang opened his eyes and saw his limbs tied up, and there was a fire everywhere.

"This is? What's wrong with me? I actually dreamed of Yu Xiranhu. It must be because I was too stressed recently, and I was too mentally excited. How could I compromise? Everything I just now was definitely fake. A dream is so real, strange. How could I be obsessed with dreaming about the vicious woman she hates, and add an actor to act. I really don't know how many ugly and hypocritical skins are hidden under this woman's stunning and charming face. Could this dream be a premonition to me?"

Guan Guang rubbed his swollen mind, "What if he doesn't matter, I'm free and must not be bound. This damn woman thought she was using some inferior third-rate methods and wanted me to submit! Humph, I'm so annoying, I don't want that annoying evil lady anymore!"

Guan Guang turned his head and saw Wuhun's slightly concerned eyes.

"Hey, my life is not too extreme. At least I have made a few close friends!"

"Hey, what's going on? I just woke up, but I just saw you two talking. Come on, what did you do with your back when I wasn't waking up?"

Wuhun smiled, "You guy, really, as always!"

Leng Huo Xueyu curled her lips, "The two of them have a great personality and their hearts are big enough."

"Hey, you two, it's a critical moment of life and death. Can you get out of trouble and chat before you can talk?"

Wuhun scratched his head, smiled embarrassedly, turned over and jumped into the air, throwing the burning thorn into the flowers wrapped by the huge rocks and thorns.

"No, I have to add some more ingredients. Why does this flower give me a long-standing feeling? It seems that I have lived for a few years, but my vitality has been almost exhausted."

Wuhun threw a piece of fuel into four squares, and the rage that soared into the sky turned into a ruthless dragon, hovering up and down, eroding little by little.

A hundred years of dying will be filled with nothing, and I only want a cold spring wave.

The soulless sword drew its sword and swung it. As the fire dragon roared, the snow-white sword light turned into a dazzling golden color, passing through the thorns. The sword light lingered among the thorns and the sword energy was scattered.

In the spiraling sword energy, Wuhun saw vaguely cherry blossoms, and pink petals scattered in the fire and then scattered.

Wuhun didn't know what was wrong with him, but felt his heart was turbulent, as if the sword was cutting down the flower that disappeared in vitality, not the flying whiskers, but something important, or a person.

Bang, Wuhun felt as if something had been patted on his head.

"Ah, who?" Wuhun turned his head and saw Guan Guang standing behind him. His clothes were a little worn, and there was still some whiskers on his hands that had not been removed.

"Ah, you're out of trouble, it's great."

Guan Guang raised his hand and knocked the soulless head again, "Great, you're so damn, how did you almost do? Do you know that I'm weak in all limbs. As soon as I got out of trouble, I took a lot of effort to save you. No thanks, it's not that I said you, you're still the same, so reckless, rushed to the front, threw it remotely, and burned it, and you had to be so close!"

After saying that, Guan Guang collapsed weakly to the ground again.

The pink picture just disappeared, replaced by a sea of ​​fire and broken branches and ruins, while the dagger in his hand was placed on his shoulders. This pose is a prelude to kissing himself.

"I said why it feels strange?" Wuhun put down his hand holding the sword and wiped the few drops of cold sweat that flowed through his nose.

"One step to the sea of ​​fire and one step to the underworld, I'm a little short of it and I'll die!"

Wuhun didn't have much politeness to Guan Guang for saving his life. He just said thank you, so he set up Guan Guang and ran towards Leng Huo Xueyu.

Sometimes brothers are like this. They don’t need to say too much or be too polite. Just look at each other’s eyes and you can know what the other person is thinking in your heart and what they don’t need to ask for. The other person will always settle everything they can do when you need it or before the critical moment. Brothers are each other on your life.

Wuhun helped Guan Guang to a place to sit down, and Wuhun also sat down on one side.

Leng Huoxueyu's brain was short-circuited, "What's the situation? I haven't gotten out of trouble yet, okay?"

Leng Huoxueyu screamed in a hurry, and flames on his forehead were surging.

"Hey, hey, have you made a mistake? There is still a living person tied here, a scumbag, have you not seen it? I will let go of my despair."

The whistling wind blew the broken bones on the soulless forehead.

"I really can't do anything to you. I don't save you. Why didn't I see you, a living person? My lady, you don't see how tired I am. If I have a little sympathy, I just take a break first."

Wuhun saw Leng Huo Xueyu whose eyes were wide and his anger dropped slightly, and said speechlessly: "Okay, okay!"

Wuhun stood up, ran to Leng Huoxueyu, and cut off Teng Man whom she was bound.

"Huh, it's true." When Wuhun cut off the last whisker tied by Leng Huo Xueyu, who had not yet arrived, said something urgently. Suddenly, his neck tightened and fell to the ground. The short sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"I just said that the broken flower did not die so easily." Wuhun fell to the ground, and had nowhere to rely on his strength. He could only use his hands to hold the phosphine vine wrapped around his neck.

Wuhun felt that time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and he was panting hard, and the air was sucking in the outside was getting less and less. The sound of the heartbeat of the collapsed heartbeat was beating vigorously in his chest, as if the next minute or second, his breathing and heartbeat would stop, and the sound in his ears gradually weakened.

Leng Huoxueyu stood up and waved his sword to slash at Duan Teng Man, and kept shouting Wuhun's name in his mouth, asking him to hold on.

Guan Guang took out the fuel and staggered towards him. As Teng Man's strength grew stronger, Teng Shun, who was wrapped around the soulless neck, suddenly stepped up.

The soulless face turned redder and Guan Guang finally rushed to the ground, throwing out the fuel in his hand quickly. The fire dragon roared again, and the Teng Man made a cracking sound again.

The soulless consciousness was about to fall into a darkness, but suddenly a star passed by, filling him with a ray of light. He seemed to feel another window open in his heart, and the warm fire of life rose in his heart again, fresh air was transmitted into his body again, and the warm blood flowed again, giving him the urge to open his eyes.

Sure enough, the instantaneous surge of beauty is the best gift to life, and the meteor orbit in the sky is the birth of the sheng under the writing of the Lord of Creation.

When the soulless returned from wandering on the ridge of death, he opened his eyes and saw a familiar face.

Guan Guang's smiling face that looked a little worthy of beating, and Leng Huo Xueyu, although she still looks very arrogant and gives people a cool and beautiful feeling, the tears at the corners of her eyes and some subtle parts of her face can also show her progress and growth.

"Hu", Wuhun closed his eyes again, and the light of the stars at the corners of his eyes was so gorgeous.

Wuhun opened his eyes again and laughed loudly.

"Friends, I'm back again. It feels great to see you again!"

Wuhun hugged Leng Huoxueyu Guan Guang one by one, and Guan Guang took the opportunity to beat Wuhun twice.

"Tsk, I'll just say that you are a disaster, the King of Hell can't take you boy!"

Although Guan Guang was laughing, Wuhun and Leng Huoxueyu knew the meaning behind this smile, which was a heavy care and a sad journey...
Chapter completed!