Chapter 139: Debunking

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ I don't have the face to go back, even if he doesn't hate me and he is willing to forgive me, I can't let go of myself, I can't forgive myself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info hehe, this time, I will have my results, my retribution, I will pull that guy to hell together! He and I, who shouldn't have existed in the world, weren't supposed to exist...... Hehe-" The fog lord sneered a few times, and there was a bit of sadness and self-pity in his laughter.

Wusu was extremely bored listening in the enclosed space, but she vaguely knew the environment she was in-

Hehe, in the elixir, I didn't expect that there would be a day when it was refined into an elixir, Bihua's expressionless face heard this, and it is estimated that it can also change a few more folds!

The enclosed space changed at some point, and a blurred environment and characters appeared in front of the opaque eyes, and Wusu stared at it with a strange expression for a long time, but found nothing unusual.

However, she didn't dare to relax at all.

She knew very well that her mission as an elixir was to be taken by others, and now that this elixir with her divine consciousness would be taken by a fallen god, this feeling was not only subtle, it was simply unimaginably depressed.

What the hell is this!

A pair of golden eyes suddenly swept towards Wusu, and vaguely saw a trace of residual blood, Wusu was startled, even if it was just a touch of empty divine sense, but he also clearly felt the unsmoothness and depression of breathing.

"'Divine Lord', I have seven spirit pills to offer, now is the best time to cultivate in the full moon, if the 'Divine Lord' can take the spirit pill on time, it will definitely be a great achievement, and the world will be unhindered!" The Lord of the Mist said humbly, his tone full of flattery and explicit flattery.

The 'Divine Master' didn't mean to speak, and was silent for a long time before he let out a dispensable sigh.

Wu Su was in the elixir, and he vaguely felt that the fog lord's body was shaking a little violently, and he vaguely heard the hissing sound of grinding his teeth, obviously annoyed by the 'god master' attitude of not caring so much.

"Could it be that the 'Divine Master' has doubts about the seven elixirs in my hand? I can take the next one first to prove my innocence! The voice of the Lord of the Mist became unforgiving.

As soon as these words were spoken, even if Wusu was in the closed elixir, he could feel a heavy coercion overwhelmingly attacking in this direction.

In addition to feeling the violent shaking of her surroundings, she clearly felt the feeling of not being able to breathe again, and this time it was obviously even more powerful than just now.

It seems that a chill and coldness rose from the bottom of my heart, and I have an inexplicable illusion that I can't really die here without knowing it...... Died silently, no one knows.

The 'Divine Lord''s nonchalant voice came: "Mist Girl, give me the pill next to your finger, and you can keep the rest yourself." ā€

Although Wusu didn't know whether the pill she was in was the first pill in the hands of the Mist Lord, she clearly knew that the Mist Lord's tricks had clearly been debunked by this unfathomable strength of the 'Divine Master'.

The fog lord seemed to be stunned, and after being silent for a long time, he laughed a few times: "The 'Divine Lord' is really as wise as a torch." You can still see what I have done if you only retain a consciousness, but you are worthy of being a righteous god who has the power to compete with the god in the divine realm...... I admire ......."

Wusu felt that the environment he was in suddenly rose, and through the blurred projection, he could vaguely see a few fingers falling not far away in a slightly retracted posture.

Is she going to give herself directly to the so-called 'God Lord' on the surface, but in fact it is an out-and-out fallen god?

The next moment, she was a little surprised to see that the pill she was in was quickly thrown into her bloody mouth.

So, is she still being eaten? It's not the object I thought I was before, it's really impermanent!

As Wusu descended along the passage at great speed, he was still thinking about this nonsense with some bitterness.

The cloak of the elixir was rapidly eroded and melted, and soon the Wusu Divine Consciousness was exposed to the air inside the main body of the mist.

She watched the last thin coat of the pill being eroded, and thought faintly, oh, it turns out that she died like this in the end!

The surrounding corrosive qi was densely gathered on Wusu's divine consciousness, and the tingling and itching sensation penetrated every part of the divine consciousness, and Wusu vaguely felt that the divine consciousness was engulfed little by little-

A faint consciousness floated along the air in his body, swaying towards Wusu's divine consciousness.

In the moment before he felt the death of his consciousness, he was suddenly rescued by a touch of consciousness, and his seriously injured consciousness and cold consciousness converged in the air, but in a short moment, Wusu felt the double heaven from near death to being rescued.

This feeling, this experience, is indeed fresh, but Wusu feels that after waiting for this, she must ignore everything and ignore everything.

Even if the sky is turned upside down outside, she will not want to experience this sense of impotence and cowardice again.

Wusu's divine consciousness gradually eased, and he vaguely felt a touch of abnormal fluctuations, which usually appeared when the pattern appeared.

So, this time, I didn't feel wrong, but the price was really not ordinary.

Wusu's ears were echoing with the provocation of the fog lord who didn't know whether he was alive or dead: "'Divine Master', the things you care about were accidentally eaten by me, I'm really embarrassed!" ā€

"You don't have to be embarrassed, since you can eat it, of course I can take it out, which is also very convenient." The voice of the "Divine Master" was so flat that it seemed to be engaged in a conversation.

"Take it out?" The Fog Lord sneered coldly, "The 'Divine Lord' seems to look down on my Misty Girl's strength...... It seems that the good things I said before were also to make me happy and make it easier for you to use it...... What are you doing? ā€

"You're right." The 'Divine Lord' agreed, and with a sneer, the sound of flesh and skin splitting, Wusu's divine sense, which had sunk in the dim light, clearly felt as if the light was piercing from the outside appeared in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, a big hand moved left and right, accurately grasping the divine sense that Wusu couldn't dodge, and dragged it out extremely smoothly.

After struggling a few times, Wusu quickly gave up, thinking a little luckily, he shouldn't be able to die this time, right?

There was a bitter pain and resentment from the consciousness she was attached to, and what was originally just a slight cold feeling gradually changed into the coldness of a deep pool.

"You...... You're so ruthless! The voice of the fog lord came from a weak voice.

Wusu turned around inexplicably, and saw a beautiful face that was pale due to blood loss and looked pitiful, like a peerless demon flower blooming wantonly, but at this moment, the essence blood and aura were extracted, and only a bleak mood remained.

Wusu empathizes, as if he is experiencing everything that the fog lord has experienced, everything is everything, and in the end it only turns into a complaint, the devil in his heart, and the thought becomes a death-

How nice would it be if I didn't know you in the first place? (To be continued.) )