Chapter Seventy-Seven: Goodbye Feather Fossil
The ten big demons who were still watching in the Ding suddenly collected the treasures that soared to the sky and slowly approached the array.
All of a sudden, thunder and lightning, monstrous waves, rolling seas of fire, moving mountains and seas, and even space and time were changed.
The whole world of Dingnei is completely chaotic.
All the wind and waves pressed on Xiang Xiang, Xiang Xiang's heart was suddenly startled, and all eight heads suddenly flashed, and the cowardice in his heart was directly dispersed by the crazy and violent power in his body.
It's not just the same now, the treasures it casts are taller and bigger than anyone else, although they are all great demons in ancient times, but they have all been stripped of flesh and blood, and the spirit has been trapped in all things for several epochs, even if it was famous at the beginning, which made it frightened.
That's in the past.
Sixteen treasure rays slashed out, and the connected attack of the ten great demons was blocked, the sky trembled, and countless spaces collapsed.
All the pure qi went around Xiang Xuan's body.
The Ten Murderers looked at each other, roared and roared again. Unwilling... Unwillingly.
What is it? How can they challenge their name as ferocious beasts that have existed since ancient times?
Su Qianruo in Wei Jingheng's arms slipped out of his eyes a drop of viscous crystal, the blood in his whole body had disappeared, even the tears had lost their moisture, and they had become crystals that could be pressed with his fingers but would not be broken again.
Her fingers trembled slightly, one finger repeated dozens of times before she stood up tremblingly, pointing at each other, her lips squirming and emitting a faint monosyllable like the wind fanning out of a butterfly's wings.
It's as shallow as the breath of the world's smallest creature.
Even Wei Jingheng leaned in to listen, but he couldn't hear clearly what the word was.
Mo Li closed his eyes, carefully felt the fluctuations in the air, blocked the time, restored the word, and muttered: "Qi!" ”
Su Qianruo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly.
Yes, Kai.
When the ten murderers joined forces to attack Xiang Xiang again, the water, fire, and thunder and lightning in the sky were combined, time and space collapsed, and the light of the treasure art illuminated Xiang Xiang's miserable face.
It couldn't move.
Those shallow traces that Su Qianruo seemed to use to vent, and the blood cut out of his fingertips on its body slowly emerged from it like strange runes one after another, and the thin rays of light connected and slowly connected into a faint light array, enveloping it entirely.
The smug smile froze directly at the corners of his mouth, and his huge body, eight huge heads, and eight huge tails were the living targets at this moment.
was bombarded into slag inch by inch, inch by inch.
The blood it sucked penetrated its meridians and flesh, and all of them jumped out of its body with excitement. Drop by drop, little by little, it gathered into a fist-sized dark red bead, which slowly fell towards the tip of Su Qianruo's finger.
Su Qianruo's fingers trembled slightly, and the beads rolled down, melting into a pool of blood, and spreading down from Su Taifu's waist.
Deng Yi and Chu Ling watched Mrs. Su being soaked in blood and their lower body was stunned.
The ten murderers suddenly retracted all the attacks, and separated their demonic power to probe Su Taifu's body.
A bird with red gold feathers, screaming and scurrying, couldn't help but fly over, staring at its pair of four-pupil eyes and swept it carefully over Mrs. Su's body.
Then he flew back into the camp, flapping his wings and excitedly saying something to the other nine demons.
A beast with long hair all over its body, shaped like a dog, with six legs and four wings, raised its hooves to scratch the four-eyed bird, the bird flew away, blocked a few long feathers on its tail with its wings, and said angrily: "Chaos, you guy with a bad belly, you want to secretly pull me Chongmingling!" And the eight of you, don't look at me with such suspicious eyes, there is a kind of you who let out all the demon senses to probe, to see if they will be eaten back like that snake demon? ”
The remaining eight fierce beasts lowered their heads and made a uniform action to retract their demon power, and then they all gathered together, huddled together, and looked at Su Qianruo in fear.
Mrs. Su slowly supported the ground and turned over, then sat up slowly, and suddenly stood up in the stunned eyes of everyone.
Stand...
Deng ran over and tore off Mrs. Su's trouser leg, a piece of pink flesh trembling gently under the transparent film.
There is meat, and the teacher has grown meat.
Mrs. Su tried to move her uncoordinated legs and feet, firmly, step by step, towards Wei Jingheng. The flesh that had been slashed by the Epees had grown back, and although he was no longer human, he was still happy.
After that, he can go anywhere on foot.
No more wheelchairs.
The most important thing is that when she is in danger, he can run to her with these two legs, instead of watching her struggle, and he can't climb beside her.
With just one look, Deng Yi understood what the teacher was going to do, and he dragged Chu Ling forward together, holding Mrs. Su's armpit with his hand left and right.
"Give me shallow!" Mrs. Su excitedly stretched out her trembling arm and slowly stretched out to Wei Jingheng.
Deng Wei nodded lightly at Wei Jingheng, and Su Qianruo was carefully handed over to Mrs. Su. Mrs. Su burst into tears.
When he died, he regretted it countless times, because of etiquette and religion, because he wanted to lead by example, he wanted to teach Su Qianruo to be a lady, not to be angry at every turn, he always stopped her from getting close to her from two feet away.
He blamed Su Minxing's death on himself for being too indulgent to him, so every time he approached Su Qianruo, he told himself not to indulge her.
But in the years of his death, how much he wished he could hug his only granddaughter again, and tell her that his grandfather loved her more than anyone else in the world.
Xiang Xiang is not wrong, it is his obsession that makes him immortal. He wants to see her get married in a beautiful way, wants to accompany her to spend another year on the Mid-Autumn Festival, and wants to... Walk over again and hug her.
But he is consummated, but shallow is about to perish.
Mrs. Su struggled in a contradictory mood, and Su Qianruo's voice suddenly sounded from his heart, "Grandfather, you are not dead yet, why are you crying so sadly?"
Put me down, put on the array eye stone, it is a feather fossil, it adsorbs the eternal pure air, I fell down and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on it, so what sucked away was only thirty percent of my blood, this feather fossil is sucking with it, there are seventy percent of my blood on it, you quickly let me go, if it is delayed for a long time, I will really die. ”
Mrs. Su hurriedly turned his head and shouted, "Who is the fastest?" Who is the fastest? Put the shallow on that eye! Quick..."
Mo Li jumped out and flew directly to the eye of the formation that was almost knocked down with Su Qianruo. Helping Su Qianruo to sit cross-legged, Mo Li slowly sealed, and then his eyes fell and he sank into his soul.
Su Qianruo sat on a white jade stool, playing with the black jade chessboard in the Weaving Illusion Palace in his hand, and when he saw Mo Li coming in, he didn't raise his head, "Mo Li, I found a baby in the depths of your soul... It seems to look a little like Wei Jingheng. (To be continued.) )