101 ways of death of male god in fast time travel

Chapter 312 Which way are you mixed?Huang Quandao?
"It's useless, take it, I can do it!" Shihua said resignedly, raised his hand and looked at his index finger, a little tangled, finally sighed, gritted his teeth, smashed his finger with his teeth, and wiped the blood that flowed out all over the jade hairpin : "Take it, leave it to me."

As he spoke, he walked to the door and stood still, not afraid of the monsters outside the door.

Yan Sheng saw that she seemed to have a plan in mind, so he decided to listen to her and withdraw his power.

The monsters outside the door were about to break in, but Yan Sheng also closed the magic circle, and they became more unscrupulous. You could feel them flying over in the room, and the ground shook with their pounding footsteps.

Shihua's middle finger and thumb were pinching the jade hairpin horizontally, and she spoke plausibly, but no one could hear what she was saying.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the monster had already arrived outside the door, and a roar seemed to shake the wooden door open. Everyone's lives seemed to be protected only by this thin wooden door.

At this time, the hosta began to emit a faint fluorescence.

The fluorescent light slowly gathered towards the door, blocking the roar of the monsters outside. The originally shaky wooden door began to stabilize slowly and no longer trembled.

The hosta and the monster began to compete with each other, the roaring and slapping footsteps outside made people startled, the ground shook accordingly, and the door began to shake again.

Shihua felt the oppression, and a pressure hit him head-on, as if he wanted to break away from himself and break in.

The little short leg stomped on the ground, gritted his teeth and pushed the hosta forward, and the hosta shone brighter.

The sound of the monster outside the door began to weaken, but in the next second, suddenly a heavy object hit the door, and then there was a crashing sound on the roof.

The monsters started to go crazy, they desperately wanted to break in and kill everyone in the house.

Being hit by this, Shihua was shocked back two steps, and then hit again and again, forcing himself to stabilize his figure, gritting his teeth and not daring to relax, his calf braced tightly.

Unexpectedly, these monsters kept bumping upwards like desperate, Shihua took several steps back, finally gritted his teeth, and pushed forward with his hands, feeling that he had used up all the food he ate today. .

The hosta suddenly sparked a burst of light, flashed for a while, and then there was no sound.

The fluorescent light flashed by, and Yuhan returned to its quaint appearance, but there was no movement outside, the roof and outside the door were quiet.

Shihua lost his strength and knelt down, sweating profusely all over his body, and began to ring in his ears.

This hosta was given to him by the sect master, who taught him the formula and how to use it. However, using this hosta consumes human essence and blood, so Shihua is now limp and weak, kneeling on the ground with his head hanging down in extreme exhaustion.

Everyone was dazzled by the bright light, and they always felt a very human force passing through them, and it took a long time before they came back to their senses.

Shu Huai stepped forward and hugged Shihua: "What's wrong?"

Shihua pushed him away and sat on his knees in a daze. She needed to breathe a sigh of relief: "It's a little empty."

The voice of speaking also became weak, and the whole body was weak and even the waist could not be straightened.

Shu Huai didn't dare to go forward, but looked at her a little distressed, and for the first time there was a look of pity on his serious face.

"It can't be done." Shihua really felt his body being hollowed out, and he knelt on the ground and passed out directly.

When he woke up again, he was woken up by starvation. Now Shihua's whole body seemed to be exercising too much, weak and painful. He was lying on the bed, very hungry but didn't want to move.

"Did you use my magical weapon?"

He heard a voice in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a man in a black robe staring at him with peach blossom eyes and a smile.

But the cold light in his eyes made people's hair stand on end.

"The one on your road? The gangster on Huangquan Road?"

I don't blame Shihua for asking, because the man's skin looks sickly pale, his lips are bloodless, and most importantly, he is in a translucent state. If you say that he is not from the underworld, even Qinghua will be killed if he looks like this. Do not believe.

While cooking porridge, Qinghua suddenly felt a chill down her back, as if someone was going to beat herself to death.

"This deity is from the fairy world, and my title is Rong Ji." The black-robed man bent down to look at Shihua, and sized her up and down.

"The hairpin said that it was left when the deity ascended. Today, it was urged to feel the vibration in the fairy world, so I made a clone and went down to see it."

He didn't expect that it was this well-behaved and lovely girl who activated his lost magic weapon.

"Oh, I had something to do just now, so I used it. Now if you have nothing to do, you can go back first." Shihua is very tired and hungry now, and even the strength to open his mouth to speak is exhausted.

"You're not afraid, little girl." This girl looked young and courageous, and dared to talk to herself like this.

Shihua flipped inside and expressed with actions: I don't want to talk too much, so why should I go.

She is so tired now that she doesn't even have the energy to eat.

The ghost knows that after using that jade hairpin, it will become like this.

Rong Ji's brows were frowned, and he specially made a clone to see the one who used the magic weapon he left in the world, it's fine if he didn't receive preferential treatment, but he was still so indifferent.

Shihua closed his eyes and fell asleep, he didn't know how long it took before he woke up, Qinghua looked anxious, Shu Huai sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him.

"What's wrong?" The voice was still a little weak, and he wanted to struggle, but his whole body had no strength: "I'm hungry, hurry up and give me something to eat."

"Okay." Shu Huai got up and brought over the porridge that had been dried a long time ago, and personally fed it to Shihua.

Being fed by him is a little unaccustomed, but don't be hypocritical if you can't even lift your hands, it's important to eat.

Qinghua went to add another bowl: "I specially added some medicinal materials to make this. You can use more to replenish your body's deficiency."

"Yeah." Shihua was also hungry, he drank three bowls in a row, and when he had something to eat, a warm current spread all over his body, and his strength recovered a little.

Take the time to praise Qinghua: "Your porridge is good, I should praise you."

"That jade hairpin is imbued with immortal energy. Once people want to use it, they need blood essence to activate it. That's why you are so weak." Shu Huai carefully put her hand into the quilt.

There seemed to be pity hidden in the words, which gave Shihua goosebumps.

Although Senior Brother Shu Huai was very kind to him, his tone of voice had never shown such emotion, and he felt that something was going to happen, so he hurriedly said: "Don't be like this, I'm afraid, if I do something wrong, just say it, I will never change."

The original warm and harmonious atmosphere was perfectly destroyed by Shihua, and Shu Huai's face became serious: "No, you did a good job."

Shu Huai's feelings for Shihua are actually a bit complicated. He was different from others at the beginning. Others regarded him as a younger sister or a daughter, but he was not. He cared about Shihua, but it was not that exaggerated, but sometimes he couldn't stop it. Her cuteness is the first time she gets angry when she sees someone trying to kidnap her.

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