Chapter 640: The So-Called Truth [1]

Zi Ling smiled softly, she didn't want to leave, but the time limit had come, and no one could do anything.

"Master, if there is an afterlife, Ziling, I still want to be with you, master, take care of ......", Ziling evoked a shallow smile, and the light in the big eyes of the former water spirit gradually faded.

She slowly closed her eyes, and the purple light on her body was at this moment, full to the extreme, and then completely dissipated.

"Ziling ......", Yun Weiyang closed his eyes, and a line of tears slowly flowed down the corners of his eyes, smashing on Ziling's pale and lifeless face.

Zi Ling's body began to turn into pieces of crystal light, like pieces of light feathers, dispersing into the sky, flying towards her favorite sky.

Dugu Jiuye opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he felt a dry pain in his throat, and he didn't say anything.

He raised his hand, and the streamer passed through his fingers, and at that moment, a sadness that had never been seen before suddenly welled up in his heart.

As the streamer slowly dissipated, a purple bead slowly appeared where Zi Ling disappeared.

The purple bead was clumsy in shape, quietly suspended in mid-air, and the bead emitted a blazing purple glow.

Dugu Jiuye's eyes suddenly widened: "This is ...... Mirage? ”

"It's a mirage!" Feng Yan was also surprised: "I didn't expect to be here, it really didn't take any effort to come!" ”

The figure swept away, and without saying a word, he grabbed the purple mirage!

He was very fast, and he was unexpected, but in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the mirage, but he was fast, and someone was faster than him!

A white hand grabbed the mirage in front of him.

"This is Ziling's thing, if anyone dares to rob it, they will be the enemy of my Yun Weiyang!"

Yun Weiyang Huo Ran got up, and his voice was loud.

She stood there alone, her eyes were cold, her red clothes were flying, and the spiritual power on her body was suddenly released, which made many people unable to resist it in an instant.

Everyone was shocked.

In addition to Feng Qianxi and Feng Yan, even Dugu Jiuye, Duanmu Ying and Han Xiao Jiji, who were relatively high in cultivation, were all forced to take a few steps back by the momentum that Yun Weiyang burst out in this instant.

Eightfold cultivation is enough to shuttle freely in an army of 10,000 people.

I didn't expect that the notorious waste of the past was so deeply hidden, it was really unbelievable.

Looking at Yun Weiyang, who was like a queen looking down on all beings, even if everyone had any thoughts about the purple mirage, they didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

Feng Yan's eyes were cold, and he couldn't wait to break Yun Weiyang's body into pieces immediately.

They have been looking for this purple mirage for so long, and now that it has finally appeared, how can he give it to others.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a dark light flashed under his eyes, so fast that no one noticed.

Yun Weiyang clenched the purple mirage, and his fierce gaze looked around everyone, and finally fixed on Feng Qianxi.

"Feng Qianxi, for Ziling's sake today, I will let you go for the time being, but these two lives, I will get them back after all, see you again in the future, either you die or I die, hum!"

She turned, but in an instant, the figure had already taken a few steps.

Dugu Jiuye was about to follow, but when he saw Duanmu Ying who looked stunned on the side, he couldn't help but stop.

The sword before, he felt a little guilty in his heart.

It's just that the situation was urgent at the time, and he didn't mean to hurt her.