Chapter 1169: Soul Death Despair, Spirit Soul Despair, Can ......

"Emperor Si and others have merit in strangling the Eastern Emperor Wuji, the merits and demerits are offset, the General Administration of the Three Realms is not to blame in the past, and they are not allowed to be embarrassed again, do you have any objections!"

Lingwei's cold and crisp voice echoed in the underground palace, shocking people's souls.

The General Administration of the Three Realms can now control the decision-making power, that is, the great elder of the House of Elders, Dude, who is an old bone, with the help of Yan Lie and Qisha, stood up tremblingly, although the injury was not light, but the light in his eyes was still gloomy and spicy, and it was very deep!

He put his fingers together, pointed at the treacherous angrily, and scolded: "I'm afraid it's myself who strangled Donghuang Wuji!" What does it have to do with those wanted criminals! ”

Ling Wei squinted at Elder Dude coldly, "Even if I kill them, do you have an opinion?" After a pause, Ling Wei continued, "In order to show sincerity, after I go out, I will hand over all the Eastern Emperor Wuji and the rest of the people to you, how to deal with it, you are free, but I only have one condition, the emperor and their crimes, write off, from now on, do not trouble them, my patience is limited, give three seconds to think about it." ”

"This ......," Elder Dude was so angry that his face turned red.

“3。”

“2。”

“1。”

"When the time comes, I should agree, for fear of repentance, crutches as proof." Lingwei immediately snatched Elder Dude's silver crutch, which looked very good, inside the crutch, it was a piece of software, very exquisite, "Wait out, make sure you keep your word, and I'll return it." ”

Lingwei confiscated Elder Dude's crutches, and arrogantly took the end of the cane and knocked on Elder Dude's bloody forehead.

"This ...... that doesn't know the height of the sky"

Elder Dude almost vomited blood from his anger.

"Shut up! Noisy. ”

At this time, Ling Yuan was unkempt, his robe was stained with dust and blood, and he was embarrassed and walked towards Ling Wei, and at arm's length, Ling Wei suddenly held a silver cane against his throat, and raised his chin arrogantly.

"Stand there! If you have something to say, say it. ”

"Emperor, Undead King, Ji Ruchen...... Those people can be let go by the General Administration of the Three Realms, but there is one person, who belongs to the General Administration of the Three Realms, as the prince of the Divine Realm, who knows the law and violates the law, he cannot be exempt from punishment, and must be taken away by me! Ling Yuan's sharp eyes stared at Ling Wei fiercely, "He can't give it, I understand." ”

With Ling Wei's ability to understand, she wouldn't not know who Ling Yuan was talking about.

Ling Yuan's ruthless voice echoed in the underground palace.

In an instant, the two of them looked sideways together, and their eyes fell on the lonely and helpless purple-eyed young man who was curled up beside Jiang Ziwen with his knees crossed.

"The prince is guilty of the same crime! His crime is different from that of the Emperors, he betrayed the Divine Realm, betrayed the General Administration of the Three Realms, do you know what he did! Ling Yuan said sharply.

"Oh?" Ling Wei raised his eyebrows, staring at the young man who was sitting against the wall, his head lowered, his tone was indifferent, and he couldn't hear the waves, "Tell me about it, what have you done." ”

"He broke into the top secret prison, not only let go of the imprisoned Emperor Si and others, but also let go of the god of death who was imprisoned in the high-risk area, the god of calamity, the god of calamity, the Emperor Chiyou, the demon king Kang Hui, he is equivalent to poking a hole in the sky!"

"Oh." Lingwei's tone was cold, and she responded indifferently, and when she heard the name of calamity and death, her eyes blinked slightly, "Hehe, Ananda and Death have been imprisoned, if I hadn't died back then, I'm afraid it would have been the same fate, right?" She sneered coldly, her eyes unusually cold.

"I've given it to me, and I've agreed to all the conditions."

With indifferent eyes, he let out a strange "um", "Whatever." ”

Hiding all the emotions in her eyes, Lingwei half-lowered her head, looking extremely ruthless, she seemed to regard the spirit as an object in exchange, ruthlessly discarded and ignored it.

Not far away, the soul who was shrunk in the corner was sitting beside Jiang Ziwen, insecure, cold and desperate, and the soul who had no hope in sight bent the corners of his mouth lonely, hooked up a wry smile, his beautiful face was soaked in bitterness, and there was a faint black shadow under the slightly drooping eyelashes, helpless and pitiful, almost unbearable.

Was he still abandoned after all?

Therefore, my sister did not admit him after all......

She is so dazzling, so shocking, and so ruthless.

The corpse pressed his forehead against his knees, and finally, he hung his hand helplessly, and the moment he was abandoned, he no longer had any hope.

He sat curled up on his knees, helpless, with the last grace in the desolation.

As if in a gesture of imminent death and extinction, it hints at all the emotions that he cannot express.

Back in the divine realm, they will kill him.

No one could save him.

Ling Yuan is the crown prince, and he is the god of judgment, he will be judged, and he will be destroyed......

In the end, everything he did was meaningless, and the sister he wanted to be close to was even more ...... I didn't want to look at him once.

He was desperate.

And no longer hold out hope.

The wind and the sound of the cold Xiangjun and the thunder god Thunder, ordered by Lingyuan, walked straight to the spiritual death, and through the barrier, solemnly and coldly reminded: "Young marshal, please go back with us." ”

"Got it." The spirit raised his head, swept away the fragility and sadness that flashed in his eyes, and returned to the cold snow that he had been proud of at the beginning.

He stood up slowly, his dark purple eyes closed gloomily, stretched out his wrists towards Han Xiangjun and Thunder, and let them put the heavy shackles on his body.

But at this moment, Emperor Si and Jiang Ziwen were rarely on the same front, and stood up with a "swish" and blocked in front of the shackled corpse.

"He's not going to go with you." Jiang Ziwen was condescending, his terrifying eyes were staring at Han Xiangjun's face, and the suffocating sense of oppression made people's hearts beat to a halt.

"A family should be together, and no one should be missing."

Although Lingwei did not admit the death, the emperor understood that this was his brother-in-law.

What's more, if there is no sacrifice of the spirit, I am afraid that the resurrection of the spirit is still unknown......

He is indispensable.

"Forget it, don't talk about me in vain, everything is settled, and I should indeed go back and confess." The spirit suddenly looked back, his purple eyes flashed with a faint luster, and he smiled lightly.

He himself gave up hope.

Lingwei and Lingyuan agreed that when they got out of this ghost place, they would hand over Donghuang Wuji to the General Administration of the Three Realms, so it was inconvenient for the people of the General Administration of the Three Realms and the Divine Realm to stay longer.

The spirit was seized, and he was ready to leave the tomb of the human emperor from the thief cave opened by the Eastern Emperor Wuji.

When the shackled spirit and the merciless spirit of the back pass by......

Finally, he stared deeply at his sister.

He wanted to remember this stunningly beautiful and bewitching back.

He was dead, and he had a sister with the same father and mother, and his sister was very strong.

For this, he is proud.

Although, his sister didn't want to recognize him.

The atmosphere in the dungeon was dull and oppressive.

Everyone, including the Emperor, watched as the corpse was detained and left.

And from beginning to end, Lingwei didn't look back, standing tall and proud, seemingly ruthless, casually playing with the sharp dagger in his hand.

Everyone thought that there was no possibility of reversal.

The spirit is too poisonous, and the poisonous six relatives don't recognize it, so it is impossible for her to save the spirit.

But she didn't want to use the dagger in her hand to "whoosh" and project it at the group of people who escorted the spirit to leave, with a "bang"! The dagger pierced the tomb wall three inches.