Chapter 700: Competing for the Long Whip of Cloud Brocade
Nangong injured his eyes to the decevied heart mirror, and seemed to fall to the ground and wailed, but in fact, he secretly manipulated the snow wolf and asked her to attack the master and apprentice, and in the strange cloud fantasy realm, a fierce rain of knives fell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Seeing that the Demon King Golden Light Enchantment was about to be unable to resist, Ling Xuanluo tore open his shirt and wanted to take off the phoenix feather armor he was wearing inside.
Knowing what he wanted, he hurriedly stopped it, but he shook his head and said: "Master, in the first battle of the East China Sea, although Xuanluo cannot be said to be defeated, many people died due to negligence, which is really a sin, and it is not a pity to die. But you are the key person to save the Six Realms, there must be no mistakes, please master quickly put on the phoenix feather armor, and then be covered by Xuanluo to escape from this virtual realm! ā
Hearing this, the caracal was sad, suppressed tears, and held his hand deadly.
The virtual realm was cold, but his hands were as hot as fire, Ling Xuanluo couldn't break free from him, and could only listen to him answer firmly: "Xuanluo, your mind, master's heart." But you should know that as long as I leave this strange cloud fantasy realm, I will be a dead man lying in the Ice Palace, even if Hua Tuo is reincarnated or Bian Que is reborn, I will not be able to return to the sky. Don't waste your energy on me, a dead man, leave here and go back to Xuanyuan Mountain!" After my soul left the Ice Palace, I fought side by side with my eldest brother, thinking that if I controlled the snow wolf, she would no longer be driven by Nangong Xiang to the disadvantage of the Mangying Beacon Fire Camp, but according to the current words of this demon, the efforts we have made may have failed. The master didn't mean to deceive you and force you to kill your beloved, everything was forced by the situation, and I couldn't help myself. Don't hate me, the only thing I want is that you don't hate me because of this! ā
Ling Xuanluo's eyes were misty with tears, and he remembered how in the secret room of the ancient tomb, Caracer was at all means to force Jiang Nanjun to submit and take over his position as the demon king. At that time, when Jiang Nanjun was asked if he hated him, the answer was "no".
Here and now, in this situation, can I have a reason and a right to hate him? If the position is exchanged, it is difficult to say that the person who faked the heart box will not be his Ling Xuanluo?
Thinking of this, if he said that he had complained and questioned, he couldn't find it again, so he only replied sadly: "Master is worried, you hurt Xuanluo alone in order to save the world, how can Xuanluo hate you because of your righteous deeds?" Even if you meet in the next life, Xuanluo is eager to be a master and apprentice with you again. As the saying goes, if you don't care about things, if you care, you will be chaotic, because I lost my way at the critical moment and lived up to the high expectations of my master. Master, Xuanluo's skill has been lost, even if you want to escape, you can't escape far, so don't worry about me anymore. Heaven see mercy, Aunt Shizu is still lying in the ice coffin, waiting for you to wake her up, so you must ensure that your soul is immortal, at least to see her for the last time! ā
Ling Xuanluo pulled the caracal and cried, the cry shocked the snow wolf, the fierce light in his eyes subsided slightly, and the knife rain showed signs of slowing down.
Nangong Xiang rolled in the clouds for a while, his eyes ached slightly, and he felt that the snow wolf showed a sense of retreat, and immediately took out the sinful bone whistle and blew it at his mouth.
Ling Xuanluo watched him cast a spell on Sangya, but he was powerless to stop it, so he could only kneel on the clouds, chew on the heart-rending pain, and weep helplessly.
Under the urging of the whistle, as soon as the snow wolf hesitated, he was completely suppressed, and the anger in his eyes was several times greater than before.
The rain of knives poured violently, and the two people in the enchantment were no longer able to support it.
The form is extremely dangerous, as long as the light mask of desolation disappears, the two of them will be shredded in an instant. At this moment, I saw a blue-gray whip shadow, swept from a distance with a whistling sound, firmly and accurately covering the snow wolf's neck.