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"You use Spiritualism?"

Yun Qingyue jumped a few steps away, looked at Nan Fengkui and said angrily. Books.com ( . V o Dt . c o M）

What kind of world is this, and why do the men she meets like to use soul dementorship on her? Is Spiritualism all rotten?

Nan Fengkui still looked at Yun Qingyue affectionately, and said, "Qian'er, I'm back, you should come back too!" ”

Facing Nan Fengkui's pressing step by step, Yun Qingyue covered her ears, used her spiritual power, and desperately resisted his soul-hooking voice.

But that effect had little effect, and Yun Qingyue didn't care about the danger of her space being exposed, so she directly took out the small guitar and swept the chords sharply.

Nanfeng Kui saw Yun Qingyue take out a strange musical instrument, and when he saw her playing, he knew that this was to disrupt him.

His voice amplified, and the effect of the stone chamber increased the power of the soul dementorship, burrowing into Yun Qingyue's ears.

If Yun Qingyue hadn't been because of the fact that her spiritual power was originally very strong, she would have stopped cooking.

It's just because she has a strong mental strength, and now she has a small guitar to help, forming an effective defense, which actually makes Nanfeng Kui's soul dementorship useless.

And in order to enhance her effect, she also used the small guitar as a pipa, changing from defense to attack, and a strong sound wave swept towards the south wind.

Nan Fengkui didn't take precautions, he was swept away, his chest breath stagnated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

How long has it been since anyone was hurt?

Nan Fengkui wiped the scarlet from the corner of his mouth, and the temperature around him dropped suddenly, as if the air was about to be frozen, along with the entire stone room.

This was the first time Yun Qingyue had used a small guitar as a weapon to carry out a sonic attack, and she didn't know how powerful it was. But in this situation where there is no way to escape, we can only bite the bullet and continue to increase the offensive.

The confrontation between the two sides erupted in strings of sparks, and the sound of explosions was endless.

Nan Fengkui glanced at Qian'er lying in the flowers, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

At this moment when he was distracted, Yun Qingyue brought out a string of notes that brought out several sound waves and swept directly towards him.

Then, Yun Qingyue didn't even look at it and teleported out.

When she reached the door, when she was about to run again, her hand was tightly clutched.

Before Yun Qingyue could shake it off, she was knocked down from behind again.

One moment it was still a fierce battle, and the next moment it suddenly changed its painting style, and Yun Qingyue was also speechless.

This seems to explain the reason why Nan Feng Kui did not leave the night golden wheel, if he was fighting with people outside, and suddenly became ill, he would have given his life to someone else, like now.

It's just that I'm afraid it's hard for him to meet someone as good as her, and he didn't slap him to death even if he was tightly clamped.

There was a chance to leave at this time, but Yun Qingyue hesitated.

Knowing that he had paid so much for Qian'er, and seeing his painful appearance, Yun Qingyue knew that her heart had softened.

Maybe an affectionate man is always easy to touch a girl, she has been hurt by a man who is affectionate, and she feels that Nanfeng Kui is rare.

It was just a moment for Yun Qingyue to make up her mind.

Fortunately, this time, Nan Fengkui grabbed her hand and did not restrict her body, so she was able to sit up straight smoothly.

Taking out a thousand-year-old oolong wood again, Yun Qingyue skillfully refined the soul-nourishing essence, and slowly let those soul-nourishing essences drill into Nanfengkui's body.

In this room, Nan Fengkui still held Yun Qingyue's hand tightly, and his mouth was still muttering: "You can't go, you can't go." ”

Yun Qingyue had no choice but to be so stubborn about him, but in the interval between his luck, he said angrily: "I can't take care of myself, where can I protect others." ”

I don't know if Nan Fengkui heard what she said, but he was quiet anyway.

It's just that this time it didn't go as smoothly as the first time, after using up a thousand-year-old oolong wood, Nanfeng Kui was still in pain, and although his soul breath was no longer leaking, it was not appeased and calmed.

Nanfeng Kui tried to hold back, but he still snorted in pain.

Yun Qingyue had just taken out another section of thousand-year-old oolong wood, but Nan Fengkui directly spat blood.

The eyes that had been closed finally opened, and he said weakly, "It's the Dark Water Xuanyin Snake." ”

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