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Qingge took the spirit child's hand and kept stepping back.

They had to find another way to force themselves against the thorns, which was just a waste of time.

"Sure enough, I still can't get out."

A bitter smile cracked at the corner of the spirit child's mouth, and his dark brown eyes looked at the thorns that connected the sky, and his heart was full of pain.

Even though he has become numb and accustomed to loneliness, however, he longs for freedom more and more, craving warmth.

"You go back, you have the Warcraft Legion, those dogs in Garan, I can't help you, don't waste time with me anymore, be careful to put your life here." Lingtong said.

"Shut up." Qingge's tone was suddenly fierce, and he glanced at him coldly, concentrating on dealing with the thorns.

Thorny-

A thorn ripped through the flesh of her thigh, revealing a shocking wound.

Qingge gasped, his anger burned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his spiritual power was released, and a large part of the thorns were crushed into powder by the spiritual power.

Lingtong saw the wound on her leg and was extremely worried, "Don't do useless struggles, let's go, you go back, do you think you have the ability to deal with the thorn seal left by Feng Qizun, even the Eye of Dawn can't do it......"

The spirit boy chattered endlessly, and suddenly, his voice stopped abruptly, showing a stunned expression.

I saw that the blood flowing from Qingge's thigh dripped on a thorn, like a demonic barrier spreading wildly, and the smell of blood spread in the air.

The thick thorns are shrinking back and shrinking smaller and smaller.

The countless thorns all disappeared, leaving only a thorn flower, growing on the top of the mountain, reflecting the white moonlight.

Lingtong blinked, puzzled, "This ...... What's going on? ”

Qingge frowned, and he was also puzzled.

What happened in that moment?

Qingge and Lingtong glanced at each other and said, "Don't do it, that thorn flower is the key to breaking the seal." ”

"Your blood, what's the matter?" Lingtong asked.

"I don't know, let's go up and have a look."

Qingge and Lingtong swept up the mountain, at the pinnacle, overlooking this purgatory.

Thorn flowers, right in front of their eyes.

The spirit boy stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand was a rich fire element, and he wanted to use the power of the Eye of Dawn to destroy the Thorn Flower.

However, when he got close to the Thorn Flower, the fire element in his palm was extinguished, and a wound was stabbed on his hand, and blood dripped down the Thorn Flower and was devoured by the Thorn Flower.

"Even if you find the key to breaking the seal, you can't do it." Lingtong said sullenly.

Qingge pursed her lips, stared, her heart moved slightly, trying to destroy this thorn flower with her spiritual power.

It's just that even if Qingge uses mental power, it's still useless.

Her spiritual power was only close to the thorn flower, and she was eaten by the thorn flower.

Qingge's brain throbbed, as if someone had been stabbed with a sharp steel needle.

Lingtong saw that Qingge's face was pale, and asked, "Are you okay?" Forget it, leave this alone for now, and think about it when you go back. ”

Lingtong took Qingge's hand and was about to go back.

The spirit boy tugged twice, and Qingge stood in place, motionless.

Lingtong turned around and looked at her helplessly.

Qingge didn't speak, but a bold idea popped up in his heart.

Qingge took out the Mingwang knife and slashed it in the palm of his left hand.

"His second uncle and grandmother's, night light song, are you crazy?" The spirit boy was furious and glared at Qingge viciously.

Without saying a word, he put down the Mingwang knife, put his left hand on the thorn flower, clenched his fist, and the blood flowing from the wound in the palm of his hand dripped down and fell on the thorn flower.

The stimulation of blood made the thorn flower tremble wildly, and even the mountain seemed to be shaking, and the thorns buried deep in the ground all broke through the ground and went straight to the sky.

Sneer-

The thorn flower seemed to be in special pain, and ignited a wisp of smoke, and in this smoky gray smoke, the thorn flower withered.

And all the thorns withered, and their heads drooped, and they fell to the ground.

Like a lifeless corpse.

The light song was full of solemnity.

She just had a whim to see if she could use her own blood to solve the thorn flower, but unexpectedly, she did it.

But she was uneasy.

Why can her blood do it, and the blood of the spirit child can only be devoured?

"This matter must not be known to a third person." Lingtong said solemnly.

The blood of the night song is particularly precious, and if it is known by others, I am afraid that it will cause trouble.

Qingge also knew the seriousness of the matter and nodded.

The spirit boy raised his hand, and a flame formed in his palm, and the flame left his hand and floated in the air, forming a fire door.

The spirit boy walked into the fire gate with a light song.

Returning to the void in the deep sea, the spirit boy looked around and flinched a little.

Although the seal was lifted, he still felt a little unreal.

The spirit boy sat down on the black chair again, hugging his knees, looking pitiful.

"Why don't you leave?" Qingge asked.

Lingtong raised his dark brown eyes, looked at Qingge with watery eyes, and said, "I was suddenly very scared, afraid that people were wrong, afraid that the original familiarity would become unfamiliar, afraid that I was redundant, afraid that the outside world would not tolerate me." ”

He has always longed for the light, and when the light really appears in front of him, he is afraid.

He was afraid of another deep despair.

Qingge understands the feelings of the spirit child.

"Come with me."

Qingge stood in front of him and held out her hand to him.

Lingtong looked at the hand placed in front of him, slender and slender, as smooth as jade, white and snowy, soft and good-looking.

Lingtong struggled in his heart for a while, and finally, he raised his white and tender hand and put it in the palm of Qingge's palm.

Qingge took him out of this void.

When he reached the edge, the spirit child's body trembled.

It was his subconscious action, and he thought he would suffer that pain again.

For so many years, he didn't go out.

He was tortured by no one or a ghost.

He walked out of this void without any obstacles.

The deep blue water is flowing slowly, and the fish in the sea are playing with each other.

Lingtong danced excitedly, laughing unpresumptutently, "Come out, I'm finally out, ha, hahaha...... I'm out! ”

He roared and wailed under the deep sea, and Xing Tuyi, who was standing on the shore, only to see the blue sea explode into columns of water, and then form waves and drop down.

The corners of Ling Tongxiao's eyes flickered, and they were tears that had been held back for many years.

Qingge smiled slightly.

The wounds on the palms and thighs have been healed by the Snow Spirit Bead.

She and Lingtong rushed out of the blue sea, returned to the shore, and went straight to Xing Tuyi.

The spirit boy took a few turns in the deep sea, and then saw him stepping on the sea, the corners of his mouth hooked up a little devil-like smile, his little finger pointed to the sky, and the sea water behind him continued to explode.

In an instant, the main area of the sea seemed to be under his control.

He is a child of the sea.

The sun shone on him, and Qingge saw the flame totem on the spirit child's skin, which was the trace of the Eye of Dawn.

"You're here." Xing Tuyu looked at Qingge gently.

"Here we are." Qingge's clothes were a little wet, and she was using her aura to evaporate the moisture from her clothes.

"Who is he?" Xing Tuyu looked at the spirit boy in surprise.

That fish-like child has terrible power.