The evil words of the monarch made Yin Wushuang sigh in his heart.

"It seems that we will have to wait until August next year." There was some regret in her tone, and then her eyes were firm: "It's okay, let me use this last time to improve my strength and prepare for the future." ”

The king's evil jaw.

At this moment, Yin Wushuang heard someone say in his ear:

Where are you, Master? 】

It's the sound of ink-dyed songs!

Ink-dyed Song contacted her through the master-servant contract line.

Yin Wushuang raised his eyebrows, and the ink dyeing song was united so quickly?

Having said that, after the unity of the soul of the ink-dyed song, the spiritual line of the master-servant contract has become stable, not as ethereal as before.

[In the past, the ink dyeing song was a soul body, and the current ink dyeing song is a living person, of course it will be different. Mo Baobao laughed.

Yin Wushuang glanced at Jun Shangxie, told Mo Dye Ge the location, and walked out side by side.

Not long after he walked out, Yin Wushuang saw a fiery figure rushing from the mountain.

The ink-dyed song was dotted on tiptoe and landed in front of Yin Wushuang.

is different from the soul body, the ink-dyed song with ** is more real, glamorous and enchanting, and there is an unruly temperament between the eyebrows.

Although she had no expression on her face, the look in her eyes was already flustered, and there was deep resentment.

Yuxu followed behind her, dressed in white like snow, and his eyes were stubborn.

Seeing that Yu was chasing after him, Mo Dye Ge glanced at Yin Wushuang, tiptoeed, and ran again.

"Chasing from the west to the east, you are not afraid that the disciples of the Kunlun Sect will talk about you behind your back." Jun Shang's evil magnetic voice rose, staring at the jade void.

Yuxu paused, and landed steadily in front of Yin Wushuang and Jun Shangxie.

He ignored the king's evil, but stared at Yin Wushuang, and his voice was cold: "Use your master-servant contract to pull her back." ”

As the master, Yin Wushuang could let the ink dyeing song return to the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring at any time and reappear in front of her.

When he appeared in front of her, he appeared in front of Yuxu.

"Sorry, I don't have a compulsive hobby." Yin Wushuang looked directly at Yuxu's flustered eyes.

When the words landed, Yuxu's strong spiritual power pressed over, but before he could touch Yin Wushuang, he was knocked back by Jun Shangxi's spiritual power.

At this collision, the wind dispersed around them, blowing fallen leaves and dust.

Jun Shangxie's eyes cooled: "Do you want to declare war?" ”

Yu Xu's hand clenched slightly, and he looked at Jun Shangxie's eyes with anger: "She has just become one and her soul has just become one, and she needs to recuperate in the Lingquan Pool for at least three days to stabilize her soul." If she is not careful in the past three days, she may be gone! ”

As soon as Yin Wushuang's divine sense moved, the ink dyeing song returned to the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring.

Although she returned to the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring, she begged Yin Wushuang not to let her out, she didn't want to see Yuxu.

[I didn't kill him at the first moment, I was already merciful! The voice of the ink-dyed song was tinged with anger.

The spirit of the earth sighed twice: [Jindan peak, also want to kill the peak of the tribulation? ] Stupid humans! 】

The ink dyed song became more angry and slapped the earth spirit flat with one palm.

-

Outside the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring, Yin Wushuang said lightly: "When I contracted the Ink Dye Song, I saw the picture in the depths of the memory of the Ink Dye Song. She was surrounded by the disciples of the Kunlun Sect in the cultivation ground, and those disciples called her a demon girl. She ignored it, just took a long whip and called your name and told you to go with her, but you didn't go. Then, she died in the training ground. ”

In the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring, Yin Wushuang's words made Mo Dye Ge squat down and bury his face in his knees, not wanting to recall these pictures again.

Suzaku walked over and patted Mozen Song's back to comfort her.

"I thought she would go." Yuxu lowered his head, his voice as empty as mist.