Chapter Twenty-Three: The Broken String Pipa Cries Blood

"Lan Linglong, you crazy woman, quickly open the formation and let us out!"

Laughing at the immortal's anger, she realized that Fu Yue's tone was clearly wrong, pulled out the sword in the umbrella, held the sword flower neatly in her hand, and stabbed towards Lan Linglong with her concentration. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The sword blade was less than half a foot away from Lan Linglong, and the sword qi brought a gust of wind to the surface, which shook Lan Linglong's hair fluttering in an instant, and the pipa in her arms was suddenly broken by a string, "buzzing" and screaming, as if she had spirituality, realizing that her master was in danger.

"Bang dang. ”

The Immortal Slash volleyed in the air to block the blade of her sword.

Xiao Weixian's hand instantly became numb, the blade of the sword was deflected, he stumbled in the air, his feet were unsteady on the ground, and he took a few steps backwards. Glaring at the burial moon: "Stop me from doing anything, kill her directly, and the formation will be unraveled!"

Burial Moon held the immortal slash in his hand: "Kill her, and the puppets behind her will stop there?" ”

Xue Yangan scolded: "Nonsense!" There was meat on both sides, and she didn't want to see either Xiao Weixian or Lan Linglong get hurt or even die.

"I ...... , "Xiao Weixian was unwilling and glared fiercely.

Each of the five puppets looked furious. Because the positions where they were standing were the eyes of the Bagua Tianluo Array, they couldn't withdraw for a while, so they had to glare angrily and laugh at the immortals.

At this time, the third child hurried to the City God Temple from Shangguan Mansion. He met his eyes with the five puppets, and when he saw that the master had opened the formation, his eyes widened, and he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, what could he do.

Lan Linglong closed her eyes to recuperate, her face was pale and motionless.

The blood coming out of the wound on his arm smelled strangely.

Xiao Weixian couldn't help frowning, and covered his nose in disgust: "I said that Lan Linglong has a peculiar smell all year round, it turns out that there is a problem with her blood." ”

The red vine in front of Lan Linglong seemed to have a sense of life, smelled the sweet smell, and leaned out a vine and gently climbed up her arm softly, inserting it into her wound, Lan Linglong's face turned pale.

The Soul Devouring Vine intensified to absorb her blood, which made the blood on her arm useless, and it couldn't be stopped, and it kept pouring out, soaking up a large area of torn clothing around the wound. The scarlet blood trickled down the fingertips of her sleeves and fell to the ground.

Xiao Weixian's beautiful pupils instantly constricted, and she looked at Lan Linglong in surprise. What kind of monster is this woman?

"Laughing girl, when will you stop, oh," Shetanhua pointed to the red vine and cried out in a trembling voice, "Look!

The blood on the ground pooled into a long, thin stream that meandered towards the red vine and seeped into the dirt at its roots.

The red vines vibrated their spirits, and in vain they grew another point, and the white cocoons were clustered again, climbing frantically towards the sky.

"What the hell is that...... Sister Linglong, if you continue like this, you ...... , Xue Yan was breathing heavily, and she was worried that Lan Linglong would not be able to bear it.

Burial Moon took a step forward, quietly covered the snow behind him, and said in a deep voice: "You guys stand back. He built a barrier of true qi, and the snow was dry, the burial moon, and the flowers were all wrapped inside, isolating the strange red vine from the blue Linglong.

"Burial Moon?" Xue Langan and the others were all stunned, why did they make such a big move, looking at Burial Moon as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Linglong, if you have anything to say, you open the formation first, and we'll talk about it when we go out. Fu Yue's tone was low, for him, anything could be discussed first, and the green bamboo on his robe was eye-catching.

Hearing him say this, Lan Linglong opened her eyes for a long time and said, "Why don't I want to go out like you." ”

"Then we might as well open the enchantment, Sister Linglong, you listen to Fuyue's words, what is going to be so serious, let's go back to Huamanlou and sit down to talk in detail. "Snow Trunk Road.

"If the formation is broken, not only us, but also many innocent people will be implicated in death," Lan Linglong stared at the red vine and said, "The Soul Devouring Vine will not recognize its master, and my blood is just used to nourish it." ”

Xue Langan said worriedly: "If you don't stop bleeding, you will die." ”

She Tanhua gasped: "Little sister Linglong, are you saying that this thing is not under your control?! Could it be that this is why you used the Soul Stone to lead us to the City God Temple?"

Lan Linglong glanced at him nonchalantly, and said, "The City God Temple is located in the suburbs, close to the mass grave. In the end, it is an internal matter of Saramon, and even if someone dies, there is no need to make it known to everyone. ”

"Someone died...... "She Tanhua's face finally changed, "Do you really want to be our enemy? Why? Linglong little sister? Why do we kill each other? ......Aren't we in the same boat?"

"The Purgatory Soul Devouring Vine in the Forbidden Land of Suluo is a thing only possessed by the people in charge of the Forbidden Land of Suoluo," Burial Moon asked in a deep voice, "Why don't you answer, Linglong, how can you have a Purgatory Soul Devouring Vine?"

"I have never been in the same boat as you," Lan Linglong buried her head and gently pressed her face against her lute, cold and cold, she closed her eyes, "I am the one who has come to hunt you down, the Yin and Yang High Priest of the Forbidden Land, Erya." ”

I feel sorry for the broken string, this pipa was given to her by Sister A. She misses her sister a little now, probably when people are about to die, they will miss their relatives in their hearts. Somehow, Shangguan Liuyun's warm eyes suddenly appeared in front of him.

She remembered that the look was only there when he looked at Xuanyuan South.

A smile slowly crept up the corners of her mouth. Relieved, or smiling.

Laugh at the dust, that's it.

"High Priest of Yin and Yang in Suoluo?" Fu Yue and the others were all shocked.

She said her name was Erya, and she hadn't heard of her.

In the Sara faction, everyone wears a cold mask, no one knows anyone, everyone recognizes orders and does not recognize people, and acts according to orders.

She is not enough to believe it just because she is not trustworthy. Xiao Weixian eased his expression, and sneered: "Who are you bluffing?

She Tanhua was puzzled: "Erya, you said that your name is Erya, and you are the high priest of Suluo Yin and Yang?

"What about Lan Linglong," Xue Yangan asked eagerly, "What did you do to Lan Linglong?"

"Lan Linglong, it's just my identity lurking beside you. The ghost judge also discovered this secret in the first place, and wanted to expose me, so I had to attack him. ”

"Fake, what took the antidote and was chased and killed by Suo Luo is also fake, but in the end it is the person who pursues and kills us," Xue Yan staggered a few steps, some couldn't accept it, the Linglong sister she had been treating carefully, but in the end it was the person who coaxed her to kill her, muttering:

"Erya. It turns out that your name is Erya, and your past feelings are all fake, and you want to kill our group of people. ”