Chapter 494 (1/2)

”How?” Dong Zhuo smiled mysteriously when he heard the speech, but he didn't answer. Instead, the conversation turned and said, ”recover the peach first!”

Although Mao Zhihua was angry, Dong Zhuo didn't answer her, and she had nothing to do. Not to mention that now she has completely betrayed the corpse soul world.

Even though he hated Dong Zhuo to the bone, he could only obediently recover the young Sentao.

”Oh!” The dull young Sentao finally recovered after a burst of confusion in his eyes. Looked around in surprise“ This is... Captain Mao Zhihua, why am I here? I remember... ”

”Wait!” Mao Zhihua took a close look at Dong Zhuo and asked xiaosentao, ”vice captain xiaosentao, do you know this guy?”

As he spoke, Mao Zhihua strongly pointed to Dong Zhuo.

Looking up and down at Dong Zhuo, Xiaosen Tao shook his head“ No! ”

Mao Zhihua's face suddenly became gloomy. The negation of xiaosentao obviously proves that her previous practice of holding xiaosentao is of no use at all.

Perhaps in Dong Zhuo's heart, xiaosentao is just an abandoned son! Even Dong Zhuo didn't know his true face.

In fact, this speculation is not entirely wrong. The real blue dye certainly doesn't care about Xiaosen peach. Even Dongxian is much more useful than Xiaosen peach.

And Dong Zhuo takes Xiaosen peach as a satisfactory toy. Even if it's broken, it's a big deal to find another one, let alone pay attention to it.

”This guy is your blue dye captain!” Mao Zhihua took a deep breath and said word by word. Obviously, she really hates Dong Zhuo.

”Impossible!” Young Sentao was excited. He danced and said, ”how could he be captain lanran, Captain lanran...”

”Here's the thing!” Mao Zhihua interrupts the excited young Sentao. Then he began to tell the process of the previous corpse soul world to xiaosentao in an orderly way.

In this process, young Sentao's face kept changing. From the initial surprise to the final fear. Even pulled out their soul cutting knife, Feimei! If it weren't for the fierce flower of Mao, I'm afraid Xiaosen Tao would have been unable to stand the blow and rushed up to fight with Dong Zhuo and die together.

”Sobbing...” the badly hit young Sentao knelt down on the ground and threw aside his soul chopping knives, sobbing“ I... what should I do now? ”

Looking at the poor look of Xiaosen Tao, Mao Zhihua sighed fiercely. No comfort. This situation can only be figured out by herself.

How could Inoue Zhiji, whose kindness is not enough to describe, watch a girl cry in front of her. Suddenly hurried forward to comfort.

Unfortunately, she didn't know who Zhiji was. The more she comforted, the more xiaosentao cried.

The current state of xiaosentao is basically the same as that of Genovia and Irina wisto after they knew the news of God's death, which is equivalent to the collapse of the three outlooks.

And young Mori peach is far less strong than Genovia and Irina wisto. The spiritual blow is also greater. It is not the comfort of language that can be eliminated.

After comforting for a long time, I saw that Xiaosen peach not only didn't recover, but cried more and more sad. Really helpless, Inoue Zhiji turned to Dong Zhuo for help and said, ”brother, please comfort her!”

Dong Zhuo ignored it at all, but began to Yin sing loudly.

”The way of observing heaven is to advance and retreat in accordance with the law and carry out the journey of heaven; Follow your word. Dayan boundary! Open! ”

An invisible ripple, with Dong Zhuo's violent drink, instantly shrouded the range of three meters around him.

It's not that Dong Zhuo can't enlarge the border. The expansion range of the large derivative boundary is directly proportional to the energy consumed. The larger the scope, the greater the consumption. Now Dong Zhuo is just preparing to use the Dayan boundary to ensure that he will not be disturbed when splitting the fourth lattice.

If we really expand the boundary, it may affect the division of outer gods.

”Brother! What are you doing? ” Inoue Zhiji stepped forward two steps in a hurry and was ready to forcibly pull Dong Zhuo over to comfort young Sentao.

Just in front of the Dayan border, I felt my hair stand upright when I was weaving Jidun on the well. I couldn't help but stop.

”Zhiji, don't go there!” An elf, about the size of an adult man's palm, looks like a thin middle-aged uncle. Huowuju, with an eye patch on one eye, danced in Zhiji's ear on the well and hurriedly warned, ”there are strange people around your brother!”