Chapter Seventy-One: Proportion
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So Nangong Xue'er also didn't want to release the power of her soul and tried to block it, but she heard Wang Ling's exclamation, "Xue'er can't, it's dangerous, I'll come!"
It was a few short words, and when Wang Ling finished saying these words, there was no more sound, after hearing Wang Ling's voice, Nangong Xue'er subconsciously withdrew her soul power, and even the soul mist in the sea of consciousness below tried her best to avoid it, so as to prevent her different soul fluctuations from affecting this loyal seal.
Almost not long after her soul mist dissipated, Nangong Xue'er saw a wisp of golden-black soul power directly roll up the still falling loyalty seal, and went directly to the direction of the essence blood loyalty seal that had been controlled in mid-air at some point, seeing this scene, Nangong Xue'er was stunned at first, but she soon understood what was going on, because the golden-black soul power was obviously Wang Ling's origin soul power, or the power of the divine soul,
"Brother Ling..." Nangong Xue'er screamed silently, she really couldn't imagine that Wang Ling would do this, and would do this for her, and it was also at this moment that Nangong Xue'er understood, it turned out that Wang Ling loved her to such a point, this kind of situation that she didn't dare to think about at all, you know, the origin soul power is powerful, but it is the source of all the soul power, if it is not small, it will directly lead to the collapse of the soul, and the soul will die directly, Wang Ling is completely playing with his own life! I only now found out that I didn't understand Wang Ling's love for myself far enough, because, if I did this, what would it mean, it meant that I was in the first place in his heart, that was the real first place, in terms of strength, power, and even family affection, before his own, he was the most important in his heart, and it was incomparably important.
It is impossible for Wang Ling to know these changes in Nangong Xue'er's heart, because now that he has withdrawn from Nangong Xue'er's sea of knowledge, he has long been unable to feel the changes in Nangong Xue'er's mood, if Wang Ling is still here, he will clearly see that Nangong Xue'er is like boiling water, which represents the violent, uncontrolled fluctuations of Nangong Xue'er's soul, which is the result of subconscious action.
Outside of Nangong Xue'er's sea of knowledge, Wang Ling opened his eyes in the twilight, although he could feel the slight tremor of Nangong Xue'er's body, but the little divine soul power left in Nangong Xue'er could still roughly feel that Nangong Xue'er's emotions fluctuated somewhat, but there was still no danger, although now I really wanted to ask what happened, but after all, what I was using now was the power of the divine soul, which meant that I wasted a little more time, so there would be more danger, so I didn't ask again, After confirming that the clan seal in Nangong Xue'er's body had been completely formed, a ball of blood condensed on his fingers again, and condensed into a six-pointed star on Nangong Xue'er's snow-white forehead, and at the moment when the six-pointed star was formed, Wang Ling's red eyes also flashed a trace of light strangely, and the corresponding golden-black six-pointed star condensed on Nangong Xue'er's forehead also flashed a trace of light, and then Wang Ling's slightly low voice also slowly sounded,
"The blood pupil is now, the dark wheel is turning! The creation of heaven and earth, imprisoning all souls in your body, the seal of the six mangs, and the achievement of the divine seal!"
Almost as soon as Wang Ling said this, his body slowly fell behind him, but he was held in his arms by Wang Yigang, who was quick-eyed, to avoid secondary injury, but at this time, there was a smile on the corner of Wang Ling's mouth, which was a smile of satisfaction, the joy of success, and before Wang Ling passed out, he seemed to hear a muffled sound from his soul, as if something was broken, but, in addition, there was no perception, and he fell into a darkness, but Wang Ling's own seemed to understand that he was a gorgeous faint, and as long as Cher is okay, that's fine.
It wasn't until the last trace of blood on Nangong Xue'er's forehead completely disappeared that Nangong Xue'er slowly woke up, but the moment she woke up, she saw Wang Ling lying on the bed on the side, her face was sallow, and her breath was erratic, as if she was terminally ill.
"Brother Ling..." Nangong Xue'er shouted anxiously, and hurriedly walked over, wanting to see what was going on, he carefully put the strength of his soul into Wang Ling's body, but when he didn't go deep into it, he felt that his soul power was forced out of Wang Ling's body by an inexplicable force, and he had no way to perceive the changes in Wang Ling's body now, but he always felt that it would not be too good, but at this moment, Wang Yigang on the side spoke," Xue'er, it's okay, don't worry, this life is very big, and it's very measured to not do anything, so you don't have to worry too much, I think the most important thing for us now is to stabilize the storm of battle power outside, so that Xiao Ling will get better and faster in a stable environment, isn't it!"
"Well, yes, Uncle Long will definitely have a way, yes, yes!" Nangong Xue'er didn't fully listen to Wang Yigang's words, but what she really cared about was how to check some of Wang Ling's situation. Moreover, I can't help but feel a little bitter in my heart, is this really measured, I have already done this job, this has nothing to do with proportion!
However, Nangong Xue'er still hurriedly transmitted the sound outside, asking the dragon soul to hurry up and deal with the outside affairs, hurry in, she needs help here, and she doesn't know how many times Nangong Xue'er has passed it, but one thing is certain, that is, Nangong Xue'er has been calling all the time, and she has been stopping.