The magic is as small as a smile, and the plan that has been calculated for a hundred years has finally been implemented.

The old man of the Demon Venerable also has to step on the soles of his feet, that is what people love even more.

She looked around, her eyes covered with blood, and the men all showed fear on their faces and moved out of the way.

Raising his lips, he said contemptuously and happily, "As long as it's something that I want to accomplish, then there's nothing impossible." ”

Her gaze fell firmly and long on the top of the magic tower, and a pair of beautiful eyes scattered on the top of the tower snatched away all her thoughts in an instant. The figure that was thinking about it fell from in front of him, it was Ning Wutong.

said excitedly: "Ning Wutong, I finally saw you, I didn't expect that I have such a powerful power." That red ruyi didn't hurt you, after all, you've been in that tower for so long. ”

"She died, and there was not even a soul left. Mo Xiaoru, what can you do to save the magic queen? ”

Ning Wutong's clothes were ragged and even more disheveled, and his eyes were bloodshot. His lips were still stained with red powder, and he suddenly shook Mo Xiaoru's arms like a demon, and his deep eyes were full of confusion and hope.

She was wheeled into the crowd and dispersed like a human voice, forgetting everything in the original Pacific Ocean.

Looking at the person in front of him quietly, a hundred years is enough to change a person's temperament and appearance, and that little bit of vicissitudes are climbing on the center of his eyebrows, and his eyes are full of distress and said.

"Below this Nine Heavenly Spring is the place where souls are held, but my sister is dead. So don't torture yourself anymore, okay, I feel distressed when you look like this! ”

"No, I don't believe it, you don't know anything about my heart's hopes, and the Maggie can't die. Her souls must still be in this tower, and if there are no fragments of her souls, how will I see her again in the future? ”

Ning Wutong had already fallen into a state of madness, his hands trembled and pinched Mo Xiaoru, and his smile was a little cold and cold, like a sea of fire that had been churned out. His eyes kept staring at the tower in front of him, and the position of the Magic Queen in his heart could not be shaken, no one could shake it.

The silence and expectation in Mo Xiaoru's eyes were overwhelmed by the man in front of him at this moment, and no one could understand his pain and discomfort.

Behind this powerful wall, she was overwhelmed.

Sister, is your existence really that important?

Confusion and hatred rose to her eyebrows, and she bit down on the man's arm, and the row of tooth marks were clearly and willfully imprinted on it.

With sadness and anger, he said.

"I don't want to hear you mention this person's name, just because Maggie is my eldest sister, she can be held in the palm of your hand and cared for. That's really ridiculous, Ning Wutong I like you, Mo Xiaoru likes you, I hope you keep this sentence in your heart and don't forget it for the rest of your life. ”

There were tears on her face, and the strength in her neck was fading.

With a smile on his face, Ning Wutong fell into a state of madness, and his brow wrinkled even deeper as he tugged at his arm. As soon as his gaze fell on the magic tower, he showed his inability and irritability, and he walked quickly towards the magic tower.

Those soul fragments must still be there, yes, they must still be there.