The white woman was stared at by the eyes, and she was inexplicably hit with a spirit, but she immediately found out that she really only had the training period of the training period. She couldn’t help but scream: "Boy, you have a little means, you can get rid of my tracking. Unfortunately. Too much effort, just if you escaped, maybe there is still a chance. I didn't expect you to be so stupid, but also sent it to your door, hey, then don't blame me for being so hot!"

He picked up his eyebrow slightly: "Oh, is it? So, you followed me all the way, just to kill me?"

Is she really so bullied, can anyone run to assassinate her? The account of the tower is not counted yet, one more.

The woman in white is cold and cold: "The order I originally made was to find out your identity and then find a chance to kill you. But now, I don't have to check it, let you die without a place to die, no matter what you What is the identity background, and can no longer afford any wind and waves. Haha..."

"So, you want to kill me here?"

"Why, do you know now?" The white woman laughed. "It's a pity!"

When he finished speaking, he began to run the whole body of spiritual power, and the scorpion sacrificed the flying sword and flew away toward the cockroach.

Feijian not only went to the forefront, but also with the coldness of the cold. Wherever he went, the air seemed to condense the frost.

The most peculiar thing is that this flying sword passed over, as if it also sucked away the spiritual power in the air, making the flying sword more fierce, and the flying sword is closer to Tunxi, she also feels more and more intense sucking The power of the spirit.

"The blind boy! You give me to die!" The white woman's hand was motivated by the spirits, and the delicate face was a twisted smile.

Seeing that the flying sword was going to stab and smashing her thin body, the woman in white only felt a flower in front of her eyes, but her figure had disappeared.

The woman in white stunned and immediately wanted to recall the flying sword.

But the next moment, she found that she couldn't move.

Her body still maintains her feet in tandem, her hands are struggling to show her spiritual posture. This posture is very strange and funny, but she maintains this position and can't move half a point.

Even more frightening is that she feels that her feet are getting cold and solid, just as someone has a layer of mud on her skin.

At this time, the sound of Yan Xiyin’s test sounded in her ear. “How, now want to kill me?”

The woman in white was full of horror, and there was a strong fear in her eyes. "You...what did you do to me? Why can't I move now?"

"Oh, this is a kind of poison called "Bounding Spirit", it is my leisure time to do nothing to play." Tunxi wraps around her, licking her stiff calf, faint smile, " [Bounding spirit] will make people's body stiff, just like being bound by evil spirits on the ground, unable to move. Over time, the body becomes more and more stiff and fragile, and finally becomes like a plaster, and it breaks when touched. ”

The more the white woman listens, the more fearful her face is, and the muscles on her face are more afraid of convulsions.

Tunxi is laughing: "But you don't have to worry, the solidification effect of [Bounding Spirit] only has an effect on the body of ordinary people. As for the military, there is spiritual support, but it is not so easy to become plaster. [The earthly spirit] just makes you unable to move for hours."

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