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Everyone fell into silence again as they lowered their heads in contemplation. At this moment, Wei Yin raised his head and cried out involuntarily, "Look, that moon is moving."

His shout caused everyone to look at the wind lantern.

Sure enough, the wind lamp was moving slowly, like the moon moving slowly, and there seemed to be clouds floating inside.

"Impossible, the wind lamp is hanging on the top of the cliff, how can it move?" Meng Xiaodie was also surprised.

The speed of the wind lamp wasn't too fast, but it was clearly moving in their direction. As the wind lamp got closer and closer to them, everyone could clearly feel the light emitted by it, as well as make a strange noise.

In just a short moment, the wind lantern moon had already moved to the top of Green Willow Street. The light from the wind lamp directly illuminated Green Willow Street, turning the street pale. The shadows of the nine of them slanted over and were dragged along for a very long time. "Who hit me?" he shouted. Turning around, he was the only one left behind.

Just as Wei Zhi's shout stopped, Shen Hong also received a heavy blow, almost knocking her over. For a time, they were all under attack, including Meng Xiaodie.

Everyone turned back and forth, accusing each other, but everyone knew it couldn't be their own people attacking each other, could it? Even if they were crawling people, they wouldn't be able to hide so well. They had to show themselves when they attacked.

Meng Xiaodie told everyone to calm down. He carefully observed his surroundings and found that it was still quiet. Every house on the street had their doors shut tight. There were only nine people on the street.

What was that thing that was so strange? Could it be an Earth magic spell? This was extremely possible, but even if it was magic, one would still have to borrow the strength of an object as a weapon of attack. What would that be? Why couldn't they see it?

He was hit until he staggered and spat out a mouthful of blood, followed by Shen Hong. However, Meng Xiaodie had been observing her surroundings the whole time, and he saw Shen Hong's shadow raise his arm, while she did not move.

Meng Xiaodie thrust her sword towards that shadow, while shouting, "It's the shadow! Our own shadow is attacking us!"

They lowered their heads to look at their own shadows. Although they did not believe this was real, the nine shadows on the ground were long and large, with two white spots on their heads. They looked like a pair of eyes, and were indeed very strange.

Just now, Meng Xiaodie's sword had hit Shen Hong's shadow. That shadow trembled and shook a bit before continuing to attack Shen Hong. Shen Hong's reaction was quite fast, and he quickly threw a silver needle at his shadow.

The silver needle struck the shadow squarely in the eye. The shadow let out a squeak, like a mouse, and stopped attacking Shen Hong at the same time.

Shen Hong then threw out a second silver needle. However, this one was dodged by the shadow. The other people were hit by the shadows. Some were beaten black and blue, some were confused and some were bleeding profusely. Even Meng Xiaodie was hit a few times. Shadow's attacks were hard to defend against. It seemed to be able to guess your mental activities. Your momentary thoughts really matched that sentence.

"How can I be caught off guard and get rid of my shadow?" Meng Xiaodie thought as she fought. However, that shadow immediately guessed his intentions and attacked ferociously, not giving Meng Xiaodie the chance to catch her breath. Shen Hong's side was a little bit better. She continued to send out needles and hit her shadow, which had already blinded one of her eyes, but was also under constant attack, causing it to gradually become deformed. Shen Hong knew that her silver needles were numbered, and with so many darts thrown out, there were not many left in her sleeves.

She looked around and saw that her two companions had begun to sway. Their minds were a little blurry, and her heart was burning with anxiety.

Just then, Meng Xiaodie leaped up into the air. Her shadow was dragged long, like a black line. The shadow had changed shape, and its movements were actually a bit slow.

Meng Xiaodie suddenly jumped up, but it was not to get rid of the shadow. He knew that it was not easy to get rid of the shadow, because it was always with her. As long as there was a shadow, no one could get rid of their shadow.

He jumped to extinguish the moon and the wind lamps in the sky.

Actually, all of this was caused by the wind lamp and the moon. The fact that it had moved here caused the nine of them to have a strange shadow behind them. Only by extinguishing the wind lamp and the moon, would the shadow naturally disappear.

With a few leaps, Meng Xiaodie had already arrived in front of the moon. He suddenly smelled a pungent smell, it was coming from the clouds in the wind lamp. His mind went blank, and he fell down. The moment he touched the ground, he instinctively used his black sword as a cushion, his body did not fall directly to the ground.

"There's poison in that wind lamp." Meng Xiaodie's face was filled with pain as she shouted at Shen Hong.

"What smell is it?" Shen Hong asked while defending his shadow.

"A pungent smell." Meng Xiaodie felt as if her internal organs were on fire.

Shen Hong threw out two more silver needles. He took out a small bottle from his pocket and tossed it to Meng Xiaodie. She extended her hand to catch it, but was stopped by her shadow. That shadow actually caught the bottle.

He used his inner force to stop the poison, and stabbed the shadow on the wrist with his sword. The shadow let out a creaking sound, and the bottle fell off, and was caught by Meng Xiaodie. He opened the bottle and took two antidotes.

The shadow took advantage of the time when he was taking the medicine and attacked fiercely. Two palm strikes landed on his back, and he was dizzy from the attacks. His chest was in pain, and he almost vomited blood.

Her own shadow was actually so cruel to her master. Meng Xiaodie really didn't know what the Earth Devil had done to make her master and her own shadow destroy each other.

He could not drag on any longer. If he dragged on any longer, someone would be killed by his shadow. Meng Xiaodie jumped up with her black sword in hand. She arrived in front of the moon and thrust her sword at it. The moon was as hard as stone. Meng Xiaodie waved her sword and cut a few times, leaving only a thin cut.

Was this wind lamp really like the moon? Was it made of stone? Smoke was puffing out from the cloud of smoke. Within seconds, the smoke dissipated and flames could be seen from the wind lamps outside.

He saw the hole and stabbed his sword in. The light inside flickered twice, and the shadows of everyone below also swayed, then he stabbed his sword again, right at the lamppost. The flames scattered and actually burned the outer shell of the lamp, igniting it in mid-air, turning it into the shape of a few black tigers, and then slowly extinguishing it.