novelraw Chapter 443 Pure Spirit [13]
Chapter 443 Pure Spirit [13]
Chapter 443 Pure Spirit [13]
"Black and white pupils!" Yin Wuyin stared straight at Zhu Ling's sudden change of face and eye color, and couldn't help muttering: "Ling'er, are you back?"
"Give him to me." Zhu Ling stared at Yin Wuyin with one black and one white eyes, and instantly a huge oppressive force came to his face, forcing Yin Wuyin to grab the man in his hand and leave the original place. On the ground, the wind was blowing under her feet, and the black gas enveloped her whole body.
Standing in the air with Zhu Ling.
"Ling'er, I'm Yin Wuyin." Grasping the person in his hand, Yin Wuyin's voice actually contained a bit of caution and eagerness. Looking at Zhu Ling with his silver eyes, he was also very pleasantly surprised.
Very good!
Very good!
For so many years, the person he has been looking for, unexpectedly, is in front of his eyes!
It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!
"Give it to me, him, give it to me." Zhu Ling's black and white pupils flashed tyrannically, one black and the other white with terrifying coercion, as if everything in his eyes was just an ant, a disdainful existence.
The vermilion lips parted slightly, the forehead was dripping with sweat, the lips changed from being rosy at the beginning to being extremely pale, but those words were repeated over and over again.
"You don't remember me?" Yin Wuyin stared blankly at the person opposite, with too many complicated emotions in his eyes, going around for thousands of years, in order to get her, to possess her She, he did not hesitate to tear his soul apart and enter reincarnation.
She, but doesn't remember herself?
"Give it to me!" The voice became a little more hostile, Zhu Ling slowly raised his hand, and a black demon lotus condensed in his hand. The lotus was surrounded by lightning, which was weird but extremely.
The target is naturally aimed at Yin Wuyin.
"Okay, I'll give it to you." Silver eyes glanced at the sweat on her forehead, Yin Wuyin suddenly smiled, raised her hand and threw the person in her hand over, seeing the latter take it carefully, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, He stared at her blankly, then disappeared.
At the same time, Pluto personally came and saw the girl with different-colored pupils under the peach blossom tree, holding a comatose young man in her arms, sitting motionless under the tree. Hei Wuchang wanted to approach, but Pluto stopped him: "She One move now can kill you."
"My lord, she actually woke up!" Bai Wuchang looked at Zhu Ling under the peach blossom tree in disbelief. The hostility surrounding him was even stronger than his own highness. It was worthy of that person's strength!
It was so terrifying!
I'm afraid it's about the same as the monarch.
"No, it's just a brief awakening of consciousness." Pluto's pale face, a pair of eyes without whites, stared straight at Zhu Ling, frowned slightly, and came to a conclusion.
"Awakened consciousness!?" Bai Wuchang was stunned for a moment: "The daughter of Tiansi's pure yin, she really has excellent physique." With just a consciousness, he was able to force that person back. Bai Wuchang patted his chest, thankfully thankful that he didn't Offend this girl doll.
"Give me something." Pluto stretched out his hand, and Hei Wuchang immediately took out a glowing night pearl, but the pearl was extremely small, only as big as a fingernail. If Zhu Ling was there, he would definitely find that it was the same as those floating in the sky. The beads in the ancient tomb are exactly the same.
Pluto opened his hand, and a black sickle appeared in his pale skin. A silver chain was hung above the sickle. The chain was rough and cold, and directly connected to Pluto's palm.
Black and white Wuchang saw this, and took a step back respectfully, even Kiying, who had been observing Zhu Ling, took a step back obediently, just like Black and White Wuchang, lowered his head slightly, without looking at his eyes.
The sickle has not been used for a long time, and it is a little rusty.
The bead was thrown out, and the sickle took a step faster, standing directly above Zhu Ling's head, and the strong soul power poured tirelessly towards Zhu Ling's body.
(End of this chapter)