Chapter 1187: Ninety-Nine Sacrifice Soul (8)

Gong Yutian raised his eyebrows, "The princess of this palace is here, and the palace is naturally here." ”

Gongzi Wushuang didn't expect that the man who had always been arrogant and indifferent in his impression would say such a thing, although it had already been rumored that he spoiled his wife very much, but he didn't want it to come to such a point, recalling the scene in the Beifeng Imperial Capital, and pulled the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, "That's what I said." ”

After all, the Song of the Five Tombs can be regarded as famous all over the world, and there are probably no people in the entire Fengxiang Continent who don't know about it.

"This time, I would like to thank you two for saving your life."

Gong Yutian hooked his lips, "It's just to take what you need, not to mention that your life was saved by Yun'er, and you should thank her if you want to thank her." ”

"What the Seven Kings said is right, if it weren't for the Seventh Princess, I'm afraid I would have died in Huangquan, although the life of my son Wushuang is not valuable, but if he dies like this without revenge, then I am sorry for the ancestors of the Son's family, and I also promised that as long as I can survive after the revenge, this remnant body will be sent by the Seven Princesses." Childe Wushuang said as he shot his gaze behind the green stone wall.

His eyes were full of anger, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

"The White Tiger is behind this stone wall!"

"Childe Wushuang, even if the White Tiger is seriously injured, you are not an opponent, even if you are a three-year-old child at this moment, you can beat you." Without waiting for Gong Yutian to speak, Yeyun said coldly, for Gongzi Wushuang's situation, she knows better than anyone else, being trapped by the Ninety-Nine Sacrifice Soul for so long, coupled with endless resentment, is already unfavorable, and people who are not from the Dementor clan cannot leave the body, and the soul of ordinary martial arts people must be forced.

The consequence of forcibly leaving the body is that the soul is severely damaged.

The light ones are drippling, leading to restlessness or insanity, and the heavy ones are devastated and causing them to fall into demons and even disappear.

If Gongzi Wushuang hadn't gone in time for the night clouds, he would have already turned into a part of the iron lock and become a sacrifice to the soul of the Ninety-Nine Sacrifice.

He was still able to stand up, but only with the willpower of hatred on that side.

Once he relaxes, he is vulnerable.

"Even if I do everything, I will not hesitate to do it."

"Huh, huh?" Yeyun sneered, "Childe Wushuang, do everything you can, do you think you still have the qualifications to fight?" At the moment, you are just a waste person, looking for the white tiger to take revenge, but you are asking for your own death, not to mention that your life is saved by me, you probably don't know, I Yeyun is not a good person, I will never do anything to save people's lives in vain but not get benefits, do you think I will let you die before you repay the grace of saving your life? ”

"You're so naΓ―ve." A sneer, full of sarcasm.

Gongzi Wushuang's face immediately turned ugly, but what Yeyun said was the truth.

Because no one has the obligation to save an irrelevant person, and it is from the hands of the divine beast White Tiger, the slightest carelessness is the consequence of fighting for his life.

It's like in this world, no one owes anyone, and no one has any obligations to whom, so Gongzi Wushuang won't take this for granted, even if Yeyun speaks a little ugly, but the facts are the facts.

"What do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything, it's just that you want to pay me back what you owe me." Yeyun snorted coldly, "But you don't seem to have that ability right now." ”