The puppets' stage play

Chapter 117 Xiaoxiao——Mulder

"How is it possible..." Dao Yi retreated suddenly, his face full of astonishment.

"Ha" Xiao Mie yawned, with a confused expression. He seemed to be smiling, but his eyes were full of contempt.

He stretched his hands forward, and a cyan shield suddenly appeared around him. A flash of light flashed in his eyes. The shield suddenly deformed and fit tightly to the surface of his body. A flash of cyan light appeared on his outer skin, suddenly appearing as bright as jade.

Xiao Mie looked at Dao Yi, who was silent on the spot, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

"How can you know how powerful we are if you are so incompetent? Although you also have armor that imitates my old enemy, at best you can hide it from the ignorant, and you won't be able to use its true ability at all."

"To us, you're just a kid with a sledgehammer. It's ridiculous."

Daoyi's expression was cold, and his hands holding the knife became harder and harder, but he just said nothing, and his heart was full of decadence.

He subconsciously looked at someone on the ground. Chen Huo and others looked at this side with astonishment on their faces, with grief and anger in their eyes.

"Why would the Black King..." Bai Che, who had just arrived, couldn't help but be confused, with deep confusion in his eyes.

"..." Huang Sheng, indifferent and stern, looked at each other speechlessly, with gloomy expressions.

"...No, that's definitely not the 'Black King'!" Chen Huo's expression was extremely firm, with a mixture of trust and hatred in his eyes.

The other little demons gradually suppressed the situation with the help of the major commanders from time to time, but their atmosphere was extremely gloomy and their expressions were full of confusion.

"Uh, sir, do you think that's still our technology?" Wang Chaohui turned to Tang Xian and asked.

"...I don't think so, but we haven't died yet, so we can't say for sure, although they look similar to those monsters..." Tang Xian looked confused and his words were uncertain.

"..." The two of them were speechless and could only wait silently for the situation to develop.

The Gongshi brothers watched this scene and lost interest in the conversation.

As soon as the sword looked away, his eyes became firm, the armor on his body began to flash red, and the sword made bursts of roar, resounding throughout the world.

"It seems you need a little help." A hoarse voice sounded from Daoyi's ear. His pupils shrank and he silently sensed it, but he still didn't notice the speaker's movements.

Several layers of halos appeared behind his head, and the meaning of prayer and praise came from within. Thoughts flashed in his heart, and his breath began to resonate with the heaven and earth.

"Who are you? What's your purpose?"

"Me? I'm just an ordinary passerby. I just sympathize with your situation. When you meet your enemy, you can't defeat him. It's really frustrating."

"As for the purpose, it's just to hate the other person. That's enough, isn't it? You have no other choice anyway."

The deliberately disguised voice continued to speak, and the content of the words was extremely strange. Whether it was the sudden appearance or the implicit threatening words, Dao Yi was deeply wary of it, but as the other party said, for Dao Yi, this was enough.

"Maybe, I really can't beat him," Daoyi admitted frankly, with the shadow of two knives appearing in his eyes, and there were some faint spatial cracks around his body.

"Although in terms of justice, I should reject you, but to me... I welcome your helping hand." Daoyi's eyes were focused, his body was slightly lowered, and he held the knife horizontally on one side, with a layer of red explosion on the big knife. Dodge, blocking Dao Yi's figure.

"And I will continue to take action. No matter what expectations you have, remember..."

"Kill all the enemies on sight, and the sparks will rise and fall and dominate the world!" The sword murmured in one mouth, pointing the tip of the sword downward, pointing at Xiao Mie, and charged at a rapid speed in an instant, with deep eyes.

"I will never give up!" Behind him, the sky was filled with fire, and it followed closely.

Xiao Mie's eyes were indifferent, but his expression was a little impatient. The other party either didn't understand people's words, or he was stubborn. Anyway, since they couldn't do anything to themselves, wouldn't it be better to just give up on each other.

Isn't it better for the other party to go back on his own, stop intervening in the affairs here, deprive this planet of its vitality, restore its past strength, and rush to the 'battlefield' again than to work in vain? !

Xiao Mie stood with his hands tied, his eyes full of disregard. The opponent would never be able to penetrate his defense, and would only bring about his own destruction, being burned by the heavenly fire that he had personally summoned.

"What have you done!" A strong emotion burst out from his heart, and Xiao Mie couldn't help being shocked. The opponent had obviously been wiped out by him, leaving only the remains.

The green light in his eyes flashed violently, and he wanted to suppress the white light in turn. Xiao Mie turned around and smiled, the white light in his eyes flourished, and suppressed it again, mocking him again and again.

"You are just a little bitch in the ordinary world. You were lucky enough to come into contact with my Lord, and that's how you got what you are today. You don't think about how to contribute everything you have, but you want to resist me, the messenger."

"You are really...ignorant. If so, you will be completely annihilated and used as nourishment for me to come back again!"

Xiao Mie laughed wildly, countless winds rolled up around him, and countless thunder and lightning struck in the sky, welcoming the return of this 'holy' from the past.

"What about me?" The words that were as cold as ice rang out from the lake of heart again.

A large group of dark blue light suddenly appeared in Xiao Mie's eyes, protecting the green behind him, and together they resisted the suppression of the white light.

In the heart lake of countless howling winds.

In the only oasis left, the Black King collapsed on the ground.

The whole body and limbs were transparent, with only the head still somewhat solid. He couldn't help but look at the person in front of him in shock. Qi Xiu had a cold face, dark blue flashing eyes, a hoof-like pattern on the back of his left hand, and an arched bridge pattern on the back of his right hand.

A figure suddenly appeared in the air, Xiao Mie looked down coldly, and looked at Qi Xiu.

"who are you?"

The corners of Qi Xiu's mouth curled up, but there was no emotion in his eyes. There seemed to be endless attention around him, like a dark horse suddenly appearing on the stage. His strange posture made Xiao Mie puzzled.

"I'm just a subordinate of the loser who also wants to know my origin."

Qi Xiu's provocative words left Xiao Mie untouched. For him, even the existence he obeyed was not as important as his life, so he just wanted to eliminate the uneasy factor at this moment.

"Forget it, it's just a pseudo-fifth level, and it's not as powerful as I am at this moment. Who gave you the courage to appear in front of me? Since you are here, you can also become the material for my resurrection."

Xiao Mie looked around with cold eyes and found no other presence. He couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. He looked at Qi Xiu with great joy in his heart. This was a great gift to him.

"Xiao Mie - Mulder, why do you think you keep repeating the word "resurrection"? Who do you think personally stopped your last resurrection?" Qi Xiu chuckled, with endless ridicule in his eyes.

"...You actually know my real name?" Xiao Mie, no, Mulder looked shocked.

Since the other party knows his name, he must know that he who has just been resurrected only remembers this name and the fact that he is resurrected again. As for other memories, he has not yet remembered it.

"Mulder, I said it before, you are just some losers, the remnants of the past." Qi Xiu's expression was unusually calm, and the old professor in his memory taught him this way.

"The dead should not interfere in the human world. You, the wanton dead, only deserve to live in hell, and we will never condone your existence. We are not on the same page as you." Mixed with the old words, Qi Xiu's clear words sounded at the same time. .

Mulder's face was distorted, and in his mind there was a faint old man with a serious expression coming with a sword to kill him. His words were just like today, merciless, they were clearly on the same camp!

"You traitors, haha, as sons of evil, you are still expecting justice. Goodwill and friendliness are nothing but restraints for the weak. You are willing to do this. How stupid you are!"

Mulder laughed crazily, with strong hatred in his eyes, murderous intent instantly rose, and the tornado turned into countless blades and fell down.

Qi Xiu did not dodge, but stood in front of the Black King. In the shocked eyes of the Black King, endless blades were inserted into him. He couldn't help but wailed, his eyes filled with tears, and his translucent hand stretched out to Qi Xiu.

If it's just him who dies, but if he causes the other person to die, then how can he deal with it? How many times can he die to alleviate the sin in his heart?

The Black King crawled on the ground on his hands and knees, trying to go over there, at least to block some of the blades...

"Don't worry about it." Qi Xiu turned around in a natural manner. It was clear that his face was stabbed with countless wind blades, but the blood did not flow out and his actions were still unimpressed.

He looked at the dull face of the Black King, shook his head slightly, shook his body, and the blade was thrown to the ground, turning into light and disappearing.

"High-level manifestation, immortality..." Mulder looked gloomy and murmured in his mouth.

Qi Xiu faced Mulder again, his eyes flashing dark blue.

"Actually, you are just flattering me by saying that I am a fake fifth-level person. My current cultivation level is only third-level. Naturally, you can't do anything about it. After all, although you are weak now, you are still a true fifth-level existence, and you still have high-level skills. knowledge”

"It's natural that I can't beat you."

"Impossible! Even if you are influenced by the emperors, it is impossible to violate the laws of class, unless you are willing to be sanctified, but you don't have that kind of aura in your body."

Mulder had no hesitation in asserting that this was an insurmountable fact in his mind.

"So you are the old antiques..." Qi Xiu's expression was calm, but his eyes deliberately showed pity.