"Not bad," Lingjia exclaimed. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info then he said: "You are just a projection, you can fight with this king like this, I have to say, you are quite good, but this king didn't use all his strength to fight you." As soon as Ling Jia finished speaking, a pitch-black light quickly came from afar.

Ling Jia smiled and said: "It seems that someone is looking for you to reminisce about the past, in this case, this king will not accompany him, so he will go first." After speaking, Ling Jia didn't care about Fang Yan's projection's reaction, turned around, and his figure gradually became dim until it dissipated.

Fang Yan's projection turned around, only to see a woman wrapped in darkness appear in Fang Yan's eyes.

The woman didn't say a word, and as soon as she saw Fang Yan, she fought with Fang Yan.

Fang Yan was originally a projection, and it stands to reason that normal physical attacks would not be able to hurt him.

But the woman's attack made him retreat again and again, almost scattering him.

Until the end, Fang Yan's projection became more and more blurred.

The woman took advantage of the victory to chase after her, and struck towards Fang Yan with one palm.

That palm surrounded the darkness, and in the darkness, it seemed that there were hundreds of unjust souls, roaring unwillingly, captivating people's souls.

I saw that this palm hit Fang Yan's heart accurately.

Those unjust souls in his palms roared and burrowed into Fang Yan's body, destroying his body unscrupulously.

Seeing Fang Yan's projection, he grabbed the jade hand shrouded in darkness and smiled at her.

His whole body began to blur, and his body turned into a stream of energy, which was rapidly integrating into this woman's body.

The woman frowned, but she seemed a little happy.

Fang Yan's projection turned into an energy body, and it also drilled into her body, she was even more happy, she also sped up her speed, and attracted Fang Yan's projection into her body even faster.

Soon, Fang Yan's projection disappeared without a trace, and the woman licked her lips with satisfaction.

Just as the woman was about to go back, a change protruded.

I saw her holding her belly with both hands, bending over, and her expression was painful.

After a long time, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, only to see her shouting: "Come out quickly, I can't admit it, come out quickly." ”

No one responded.

She held her lower abdomen in both hands and rolled on the ground, and the flowers and plants on the ground, as soon as she touched them, immediately withered, as if they had been robbed of their vitality.

Inside her body, Fang Yan's projection was tinkering, and the sword in his hand had long since disappeared without a trace, but it was replaced by a spear, which was the same as the sword, and it was also surrounded by flames.

I saw the woman's eyes slightly closed: "Shouting in her mouth, no more, I surrender, come out quickly, I admit defeat, if I continue like this, I will die." ”

The corner of Fang Yan's mouth smiled coldly, no matter what he didn't ask, he continued to tinker with the momentum of turning the river and the sea.

In the end, the woman couldn't support it, she was weak, and she knelt on the ground again, only to see her begging for mercy again and again: "Let me go, I'm really, I can't stand it." ”

I saw that in the abdomen, a spear head pierced out, the spear head was extremely red, and Fang Yan flashed out from the wound in the abdomen. I saw him holding a spear, blood stained half of his face, he looked at the woman coldly, he actually opened his mouth, and said slowly: "Walk well on the Huangquan Road, I will not send it far." ”

I saw the woman look at him with hatred on her face, and said, "You want to destroy me?" After saying that, the woman turned into a trace of black mist and drifted away without a trace.

Fang Yan's projection, looking into the distance, didn't know what he was thinking, only to see him shake his head, and then turned into a streamer, quickly flying back to Shiyi's side.

Shiyi was about to go out, when a black mist suddenly appeared out of thin air, and as soon as it appeared, it hit Shiyi's heart.

disappeared in an instant, and another ray of light followed, appearing beside Shiyi, turning into Fang Yan's appearance.

He looked at Shiyi, frowned, turned into a ray of light, and disappeared into the concentric lock.

Fang Yan, who was walking with Ze Wei, suddenly fainted on the road, no matter how Ze Wei shouted, he never woke up, what made Ze Wei even more strange was that the mana on Fang Yan's body actually disappeared without a trace, as if it had been forcibly extracted by some invisible existence.

Just when Fang Yan's projection was submerged into the concentric lock, Ling Jia appeared in front of Shiyi.

I saw that he was very depressed, with a disheveled head, torn clothes, scars all over his body, and a sword mark on his face, and the slightest trace of blood had not yet dried.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately grabbed Shiyi's jade hand, pulled Shiyi and ran.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" asked Shiyi as Ling Jia pulled him to run.

Ling Jia didn't look back, only to see him very nervous and said: "Let's run, while that monster is dueling with another monster, let's run now." ”

In this way, Shiyi was forcibly pulled and ran a long distance, until Shiyi could no longer run, Lingjia stopped and let Shiyi take a breath.

"Strange, how could that kind of monster suddenly appear?" Lingjia asked as he breathed steadily.

"That, that......"

Looking at the poetry and art, Ling Jia asked, "Why, do you know?"

Shiyi suddenly looked at Ling Jia very seriously, as if she had made up her mind, I saw her say slowly to Ling Jia: "Do you remember, you told me the story of the King of Heaven and the Holy Mother?"

Lingjia frowned, and he said, "I remember! But, what's the matter with that monster?"

Shiyi replied: "Actually, the monster in your mouth is the hero in the story you told at the beginning. ”

"Actor?" Ling Jia was surprised and said.

"Hmm. Shiyi nodded slightly.

Suddenly, Ling Jia laughed out loud and said, "Don't be kidding, how could it be him, it's just a legend." ”

Seeing that Ling Jia didn't believe it, Shiyi was a little excited and said loudly: "What I said is true, he is really the King of Yan." ”

"Okay, good, good, he's the King of Yan, it's all right!" After speaking, he hugged Shiyi tightly.

Shiyi pushed Ling Jia away, and saw that she was very excited and said: "I didn't lie to you, he is really the King of Yan." ”

"Okay, okay, okay, I know, he's really the King of Yan, I know you didn't lie to me, but what does this have to do with us? You are not the heroine of the story, his appearance this time may be just accidental. After Lingjia finished speaking, he wanted to embrace poetry again.

Who knew that Shiyi took a few steps back, her eyes involuntarily shed tears, her voice was a little sobbing, and she said slowly: "I'm sorry, the wayward Mother in your mouth is me, I am the heroine of your story, Our Lady." ”