Chapter 408

(When we finished the code yesterday, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and the network was cut off early, so the wood was updated, and today at the same time, no more nonsense, ten thousand more!) ）

"Dong Xiang, we're going to live here for a while."

Ye Ling had a guilty affection for Dong Xiang, and when Dong Xiang was with him, he didn't seem to have settled down......

Feng Ruolin's group of guys didn't know when they would come back, it was really annoying, and while recovering their strength, Ye Ling also began to think about how to stimulate his potential faster.

Because he needs more powerful power to protect the life Dong Xiang wants!

Sure enough, without a goal, there is no motivation, Ye Ling is now desperate to become stronger, it is best to become a true god, become immortal, and become something that no one dares to mess with!

Now, Ye Ling finally remembered the purpose of his stay in the school city, which was to collect information about becoming a true god.

Well, thinking too much about everything else now is superfluous, and the foundation of a qiē has to be built on the strength of Ye Linghui......

Even if the soul is strong enough to the point of Ye Ling, in sleep, that is, without subjective consciousness, the ability of spiritual energy to recover will be improved.

So, Ye Ling fell asleep early with Dong Xiang in her arms, cough cough, although she refused at first-

"Hmm......"

Ye Ling tightened the things in his arms, only to feel that the place where his skin touched was cold, which made his mind suddenly clear.

"What the hell?"

Ye Ling woke up and found that what he was holding in his arms was not Dong Xiang, but a sword. A dark red quaint sword!

"Where's Dong Xiang?"

Ye Ling's palm unconsciously held the hilt of the sword, and his other hand was propped up on the mattress. looked around, looking for Dong Xiang's figure.

"Hmmm......"

Part of the sheets that Ye Ling was sleeping on felt a little wet. A little sticky, Ye Ling raised his palm to take a look, and a faint smell of blood suddenly poured into his nasal cavity, and his wet palm was bright red, which was extremely dazzling.

"Blood?"

How could there be blood stains on Ye Ling's bed? It's impossible! Wait, this is, Dong Xiang?!

Ye Ling's consciousness suddenly came back to his senses, and Dong Xiang was lying next to him, her chest pierced by the tip of a sword. The blood on the bed poured out of her heart, drenching the two of them in a pool of blood.

Dong Xiang ...... No?!! ”

Ye Ling looked at his sword-wielding hand inserting this deadly weapon into Dong Xiang's heart, and suddenly felt that his world had collapsed, and a large number of negative feelings such as fear and self-blame suddenly arose in his heart, and suddenly rose to an extreme.

The idea of destroying Miè began to swirl in his mind, making Ye Ling want to destroy Miè's world, destroy Miè Yiqiē, and even want to destroy Miè himself!

“……”

Ye Ling, who was sleeping, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up from the bed at once. Soaked in cold sweat. It is unimaginable that after becoming a demigod, Ye Ling will still have such a low-level physiological reaction.

For the first time, Ye Ling's eyes looked nervously at his side. Dong Xiang slept on the bed in a good manner, and in his hand, there was no magic sword with an ominous meaning.

While breathing a sigh of relief. Ye Ling's face became stern, although it was just a dream. But the dream was so real that it made him feel deeply uneasy.

Don't say anything else. The mere fact that he can dream is already a sign of concern.

Turning his head to look at Dong Xiang, he saw that this concerned face also showed a worried expression, and his brows were tightly wrinkled, as if he had also fallen into a nightmare.

Gently touching Dong Xiang's cheek, Ye Ling's gentle movements seemed to eliminate her fear, making her frown stretch slightly.

Some of the spiritual power formed a protective shield around Dong Xiang, Ye Ling opened the door of the villa, and after carefully distinguishing it, he slowly disappeared into this huge forest.

Now Ye Ling is very sure that this dream must have been tampered with, and he has also found clues.

The bastard who made him dream, left a breath, maybe it was intentional, maybe it was inadvertent, no matter what kind of situation it was, Ye Ling had to go for a while, he didn't want to suffer the pain of losing Dong Xiang again.

And then there's the sword...... The sword that appeared in the dream was exactly the same as the phantom of the murderous thing that Ye Ling inadvertently inadvertently induced!

If he hadn't sensed the deliberate breath left by this cup, Ye Ling might have thought that this was an illusion of using that kind of power, and the sequelae that came from it, but now in this case, it was obviously not.

Along this obvious aura, Ye Ling quickly walked through this forest where there were almost no roads.

"Buzz!"

In the sky shaded by the trees, a domineering sword roar suddenly sounded, and as far as the eye could see, everything turned dark red!

The trees were low, the earthquake trembled, and all the qiē seemed to have met the supreme king, and they were so shocked by this breath that they fell low and trembled, expressing their respect.

The magic sword that appeared in Ye Ling's dream fell straight from the sky, and with the supreme domineering, it fell in front of Ye Ling.

The dark red sword tip that lit the ground quietly burned with black demonic flames, and the grass, trees, bamboos, and stones within a radius of dozens of kilometers all turned into ashes in silence, turning into a dark red cracked death domain.

The magic sword shrouded in black fire floated silently, and the void seemed to be unqualified to withstand its coming, and it was calcined and distorted, refracting the light even more dimly and strangely, wantonly showing its strength.

A trace of greed flashed in Ye Ling's eyes, this magic sword almost exuded a powerful aura visible to the naked eye, and it was definitely ownerless, he found Ye Ling!

"As long as you pick it up, you can get invincible power, what space-time planning bureau, what chaos clock, what true god, all can be killed with one sword......"

Ye Ling had this thought wandering in his mind, he had forgotten his original intention, and reached out to grab the magic sword.

"That's not right!"

When Ye Ling's fingertips touched the hilt of the sword and were shrouded in dark flames, the negative feelings in his heart exploded directly like a volcanic eruption, almost annihilating all his consciousness!

The weakness of his mental power greatly reduced Ye Ling's resistance to this kind of confusing ability, and he was almost directly turned into a sword slave by the magic sword!

At the critical moment, some memory fragments suddenly poured out of Ye Ling's soul, and just when the magic sword was about to completely control him, a scene of this magic sword killing him suddenly appeared in front of him!

His eyes instantly became clear, and Ye Ling's fingers reflexively retracted quickly as if they had touched a cactus, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

"This sword will confuse the mind of the wielder, inducing the sword wielder to keep killing, the more it kills, the stronger its power becomes, it has already killed the true god once, and it has completely possessed the power to threaten the true god."

Somehow, Ye Ling had such information in his mind, and the bottom line of this murderous thing became very clear, this was an out-and-out killing sword!

"Speed out, what do you mean?"

Ye Ling was now completely unaffected by this magic sword, his mind was very normal, and his eyes wandered in this empty area, looking for something.

It's a pity that after a long time, there was no response, and Ye Ling stood stupidly in front of the magic sword that was quietly burning with black fire.

"Hurry up, although I didn't find you, but my intuition has sensed it, and I'll leave if I don't come out."

After speaking, Ye Ling really left without looking back, without the slightest nostalgia, as if this magic sword with supreme power did not exist at all.

"Pick it up, and you can get the one you want, so why say no?"

A voice that sounded very ordinary, without the slightest strangeness, sounded extremely flat, just like an irrelevant crowd passing by, with a public face, no matter in which world or what kind of scene, it belongs to the kind of soy sauce and passing by irrelevant people.

It's just that, judging from the fact that the calm magic sword immediately trembled, exuding waves of incomparably powerful aura, this young man who had just appeared was not an ordinary soy sauce party.

"It's you!"

Ye Ling felt extremely familiar with this face, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it at all, after all, his memory had lost a lot, but with an attitude like this, he might be able to deceive something. (To be continued......)