Why are you doing this? Just because he didn't expose you, he still treats you well? It's just because you're useful! Because you, as a half-demon, still have a lot of power. If he takes a fancy to your strength and threatens you to obey your words, I can understand that. You should know how he is double-faced, he will definitely aim his knife at you tomorrow if he treats others like this, why don't you understand? ”

Jun Aoyan, who is also a woman and a warrior, actually understands her actions very well. Of course, she has seen many comrades-in-arms in the army who transcend life and death. Loyal to the monarch and patriotic, everywhere you go, you can sing and cry. But now, what is the picture? After all, there is a difference between monarchs and ministers, and with their relationship, Lingge is just a subordinate. She had several chances to escape from this absurd rule, but she never thought about it. Even in previous engagements, there have been quite a few Templar guards who have tried to flee the chaos, and she is the only one who is truly loyal.

"It's you who don't understand...... You don't understand anything. Ling Ge sneered, "It's just a group of human ......."

"You're just a half-demon, what's there to be arrogant about." Bai Ya glanced at her, not knowing where her arrogance came from, "We are not robbers in our own profession, and we don't want to go anywhere, we are all smashing and robbing." It's just that you really don't deserve to be a king, you can't fight, and the level of governance is like that. It's better to hand over the things as soon as possible, be a normal character, and leave here from now on. ”

Garuda didn't say anything, but Lingge took a deep breath, as if he had something to say.

What came out of her mouth was a soft chant.

For a moment, they felt like the whole world was quiet. The gurgling streams, the melting snow, the floating dust, everything was frozen in time and space, as if it was sealed by invisible demonic power. But in reality, they were clearly in motion, still vivid, still alive, except that the senses of several people had become duller—or more sensitive. It's indescribable, it's like you're aware of what's going on around you, and you're aware that you can't interfere with anything in your own power. There is a certain mismatch between ability and spiritual perception, and it is difficult to match.

It's what this singing reinforces and what weakens.

All they could hear was a pure, faint singing. The chant was so cold that it was so different from the heat of its owner. This weeping rhyme gives the listeners a ...... before they give them a little touch

It is a severe pain that destroys the heart and liver, and it hurts the heart.

These sounds flow from the ears into the body in the gentlest way, and then gnaw at the bone and marrow from the inside out in the most brutal way. It is as if thousands of steel needles are being driven into every bone of the body at the same time, and extremely thin pieces of iron are carefully inserted into the joints of the body, slowly separating the body structure. Then there was the meat, like tens of thousands of sharp-toothed loaches, writhing and gnawing as hard as they could, surging wildly under the skin. The skin was itchy, and then it began to tingle, which intensified as the rhythm of the chant changed.

This is the death of people, the unique singing voice of Kalingbinga.

It is no exaggeration to say that Bai Ya felt that his brain was about to be shattered. He didn't notice the nosebleed, because every skin on his body was numb. His gaze was like a trembling string, and he couldn't see anything clearly. The red figure was blurred, and he couldn't reach it with his knife—he couldn't even aim at it, and he couldn't feel where it was. It wasn't until Bai Ya saw the abrupt red on the ground that he touched his face and found that he was bleeding. Some of them came out of his nasal cavity, and some of them he picked out when he touched himself. His sense of touch was also out of order, and he couldn't even detect anything he touched.

Shouldn't he be glad this wasn't brain?

What happened to the others?

His spine was so heavy that he couldn't even turn his head easily. After a vicious battle, Bai Ya was already very weak, and the objective situation had nothing to do with his proud personal will. , don't you really have to explain it here? The banshee even had a hand left behind and was waiting for them here......

The chanting came to an abrupt end.

Suddenly, the rhythm of nature slowly returned. Their recovery was a slow process, but the slightest difference from the previous "quiet noise" moved people to tears. The cry of night tinches in the distant mountains, and the sound of unknown insects flapping their wings from time to time. The breeze blowing, the leaves rubbing, the trickle of streams, these faint roars of nature slowly occupy the ears. However, the clearest thing Bai Ya heard first was a burst of disgusting retching.

He was still a little dizzy when he turned his head sharply, and his miscalculation of the extent of his body's recovery nearly caused him to sprain his neck. He saw Jun Aoyan can't stop gagging, maybe it has something to do with this unusual singing.

When Bai Ya turned his head again, he found Garuda covering Lingge's mouth from behind. It was so powerful that it was like screwing her neck off. But he must have been holding his strength, but Ling Ge grabbed his hands with his arms and pulled down hard, not wanting him to stop his singing.

Fresh blood oozed from Garuda's fingers. Lingge finally lifted him, panting violently. The blood was pouring up her throat. Her face was very pale, and she didn't know if she had just been strangled, or if something was wrong earlier.

Ling Ge spit out the blood in his mouth vigorously, almost splashing an inch on Bai Ya's trouser legs. He didn't retreat, just looked at Lingge in a daze. Soon, she also began to vomit, mixed with a violent cough. Slight white solid debris was ejected, as tiny bone debris. Is that someone else's, or is it her own? Bai Ya didn't let himself think much about it.

He understands one thing, and he believes that others understand it too.

The half-demon in front of him only has half or even less than half of the ability of Jialing Pingga. If she wanted to sing like an ordinary kindred, she would probably have to pay a heavy price for the flow of her life. So she hadn't sung before? Otherwise, where would they have survived until now?

"That's enough." Garuda whispered, "There is no need to do this. ”

Lingge collapsed in place, and finally cleaned the serum from his mouth. But before she could speak, Garuda suddenly stood up, bypassed her, and walked in front of several people. He stared at Bai Ya silently, his gaze swept over the few people behind him, and then fell back on his face. The indescribable majesty froze on his face, and it never faded. Only, this time there was no more laughter.

"Do you want a treasure? I can give it to you. ”

"Sooner, sooner and sooner, it will not come, as for ......"

Qi Huan's voice trembled slightly. He was also in a bad state and did not quickly come out of the influence of the chant. But at the very least, he's been able to figure out his current form, which is gratifying.

"N-ahem, no!"

Lingge tried to stand up, but fell just half a step. Garuda didn't look back.

"I have one condition." His cunning was as good as ever, "If you don't agree, I'll let her sing." Even if you burn all the jade, I will make a profit and not lose anything. If you say yes, you will save a lot of trouble. ”

"Although I don't like it when people negotiate terms with me, you can tell me first."

Bai Ya's hands had regained the dominance of the two soldiers, and his resolute face was still fearless.

"Let her go, it's as simple as that." Garuda smiled, "She was originally a pure-blooded Garling Pinga...... But because of his gullibility in human beings, he lost half of his divine power. There are human men who cheat on her feelings, she is very simple. After gaining her complete trust, he deceived her, saying that he had a seriously ill sister at home, and he had obtained almost all of her spiritual beads. But he took it in the end, and it was his childhood sweetheart who cured it. After she recovered from her illness, she left here with her family, leaving her alone and being bullied. ”

"So you helped her?"

"I didn't help her...... I just reached out to her as she sat on the ground. At that time, I wasn't a god-like bird. We're just two half-demons fed up with white eyes. ”

When a winged bird with only one wing gets together, it can fly high into the sky together. They are like brothers and sisters, and when they are together, they are a complete demon, and no one can bully them.

The Mausoleum did not object. She lowered her head, clenched her hands into fists, and slammed them to the ground. She trembled uncontrollably, but there were no tears to shed. Mankind...... Humanity is the most excessive, an inferior race full of lies and betrayals.

"Hahaha, I don't think she's going to be hopeless, right? Compared to me. What do you say? ”

They looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"I promise you." In the end, Bai Ya said, "She has no reason or value to be killed." ”

"It's good for you to say so." Garuda nodded, and suddenly seemed to remember something, "By the way, although the wishful bead has been broken, it bears the curse of the backlash of blessing, and it is borne by this body." ”

Liu Shenghan looked sideways slightly: "You mean ......"

"Your wishes are still valid, but I can't fulfill new ones. In the end, I want you to achieve mine. ”

“…… Say. ”

Lingge crawled forward a few steps. Wherever he went, he left a trail of scarlet blood.

"No, sir, don't, don't ...... like that"

Garuda turned his head and smiled dismally. How gentle this smile is, no one else knows.

Suddenly, a spike rose from the ground between the two. They were disorganized and dense, completely blocking the view of the mausoleum. Then he raised his hand, five long, thin fingers, nails as sharp as an eagle. They immediately became vigilant and subconsciously prepared to face the battle. But something surprising happened, Garuda suddenly clasped his hand to his left chest and stabbed it deeply.

Black and red blood spurted out, and a golden glimmer spilled from the wound. Bai Ya still took a step back, and at the same time motioned to everyone not to approach rashly. Garuda's hand used some force, but he frowned slightly, as if he didn't feel pain. Then he reached out his other hand, tearing the hole between the poking fabric and the skin even wider. They couldn't tell if it was the tearing of cloth or the flesh.

"You-"

There was a sticky sound of sliding, and Garuda suddenly pulled a mass out of his chest. Blood and other dirt retreat from above at breakneck speed, revealing a smooth, clean surface. It's just that the kung fu delivered to Bai Ya has been spotless.

Garuda fell head-on, and he took another step back. Then, he looked blankly into his hands.

It was a glass heart with no temperature, but it was extremely clear.

This is the treasure of the Divine Bird.

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