Chapter Forty-Eight: Give Her Justice!
The woman in red sat on top of the ghost gate, the runes appeared at the center of her eyebrows, and the woman's right hand tapped the center of her eyebrows, and the surrounding grass and trees were in full view.
The woman's every move in green was even more so, and the woman in red suddenly felt a little uneasy when she saw the crumbling woman in green.
"I haven't devoured the soul yet, why did she fall?" The uneasiness gradually spread in the heart of the woman in red, and it faintly made her feel a little frightened.
"Why do you feel terrified?" the woman in red frowned and pondered, her thoughts divergent and spread to the bottom of her heart, and she began to search for the source of her inner fear.
She examined her body with her senses, but found nothing. His body was undamaged, but the feeling of fear grew stronger.
"What is the problem?" the woman in red's consciousness drifted through her body, and in a trance, the woman in red saw an image.
The woman in red looked at it, and the image in front of her was like a dream, but the illusion and blur made her stunned: she saw that the situation in front of her was gradually out of her control. Then a white light flashed.
"What is this?" Before the woman in red could see what was happening next, the image in front of her disappeared, and her face turned into the boundless darkness again.
The woman in green in front of her knelt on one knee, her hands on the hilt of the sword, cracks began to appear on the surface of the sword, and white light appeared from the gap, illuminating the entire darkness.
"How can I get distracted?" the woman in red shook her head, forcing herself to stay awake. Looking at the white light, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and shouted urgently.
"Ten Thousand Ghost Protectors!"
The woman in red raised her right hand, and the thousands of ghosts scattered around shook their figures, and then rushed towards her in unison. Before the ghost could reach her, a roar rang out from in front of her, and the heavens and the earth were overshadowed by the light, and everything seemed eclipsed in front of this light.
"So, did you see the future just now?" The woman in red looked at the approaching Bai Mang, and felt bitter: why didn't she think of it just now, she didn't expect it.
"The source of my panic turned out to be it. The woman in red flipped her right hand, and a simple bronze mirror appeared in her hand. She carefully stroked the delicate lines behind the bronze mirror, sighed, and took the bronze mirror into her arms.
"The future is unknown, but it's better to face it bravely. The woman in red mobilized all her strength, jumped up from the Ghost Gate, jumped behind the Ghost Gate, and tried to use the Ghost Gate Pass to resist Bai Mang's attack.
The monstrous white mangs collided with the Ghost Gate, and the Ghost Gate Pass, which was bombarded like a big wave of sand, was in danger.
The totem on the closed ghost gate was dim, the copper ring was broken, and cracks appeared on the gate, as if it would collapse in the next moment.
The long sword in the woman's hand shattered, and all the power seemed to explode at this moment.
"It's over. ”
The white light flashed, and the waves of air rushed towards the ghost gate like a tide. Flood it.
The darkness disappeared, and the woman in green glanced at the deep ravine in front of her, dropped the broken hilt of her sword, and fell limply to the ground.
"It's your turn, Daoxu. ”
The woman in green murmured softly, and her divine thoughts shattered and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Dao Xuan returned to Ye Qingyao's body, looked up at the sky, and bowed to the sky.
"I am vain, disrespectful to heaven, disrespectful to the earth, and I respect you today. Bow down as a sign of respect. ”
Dao bowed down, and vaguely, as if he saw the woman in green looking at him in the air. The woman smiled.
Dao smiled back, the smile was bitter and indescribable, and it made people's hearts heavy.
"Actually, I don't know what your name is. Daoxu's tone was very light, as if he was muttering across hundreds of millions of years, wanting to peek at the place where the woman in green was, but he couldn't look at it.
"Why do you think you're doing this?" Dao Xuan walked forward, his pace slow, like a mountain of weight. The steps are difficult, and one step is like crossing the moat.
Dao Xuan walked into the ravine, looked at the figure in front of him, and smiled coldly: "Do you still want to pretend to be dead? If you want to die, I can give you a ride." ”
“......”
"Why don't you speak, is it useful not to speak?" Dao Xu's right hand was raised, and the broken hilt of the sword that had just fallen to the ground rose from the ground and staggered towards Dao Xu.
The broken hilt of the sword stopped in the palm of Dao Xu's right hand, and Dao Xuan grabbed the hilt with his left hand and stabbed it towards the woman in red.
Seeing that the woman in red was about to be stabbed by the hilt of the sword in Dao Xu's hand, a dark portal appeared in front of Dao Xu, and the hilt of the sword fell on the door, splashing a little spark.
Dao Xuan felt a backlash, and the hilt of the sword in his left hand flew away, and he was also shocked and took a step back.
A petite figure came out of the portal, stood in front of the woman in red, and separated Dao Xuan from the woman in red: "Dao Xu, I beg you something, okay?"
"What's the matter?" said Dao Xu, shaking his numb left arm. The words are indifferent, like the cold wind of winter, giving people endless coldness.
"That's it...... Is it okay to let my master go? My master didn't mean to, and if he really can't do it, I owe you a favor. Lu Yuling glanced back at the woman in red who fell to the ground and said urgently.
"Do you owe me a favor?" Daoxu laughed, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world: "You said you owe me a favor?"
"Yes, if you agree to release my master, I owe you a personal favor. Lu Yuling looked at Daoxu, who was already laughing so much that she couldn't straighten her waist, and said word by word.
"Human affection? Lao Tzu is not rare. Dao Xuan pointed at Lu Yuling and said in a deep voice: "Do you think your favor is very valuable? can it be worth your master's life or my friend's life?"
Hearing Dao Xu's answer, Lu Yuling's delicate body trembled, and she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.
"Daoxu, you have changed. Lu Yuling's throat was dry, and her hoarse voice was a little trembling.
"You'll agree, right? Isn't it?" Looking at Dao Xu, who walked in step by step, Lu Yuling subconsciously retreated, but found that there was no road behind. There was a hint of panic in her hoarse roar in front of the woman in red, as if her most cherished thing was about to leave her.
"Daoxu, don't move forward any further, okay?" Lu Yuling said with tears in the corners of her eyes, with a crying voice: "As long as you let go of my master, you can let me do anything, please, let my master go, okay?"
Dao Xuan walked forward step by step, and Lu Yuling's words sounded in his ears. If it were someone else here, maybe they would have relented and let the woman in red go.
But he's different, he's a void.
Although the heartless Dao heart is silent, Lu Yuling's words will affect him, but at most it will have an impact.
He now has only one thing in his heart: kill the woman in red in front of him.
It's useless to cry, it's useless to beg for mercy. If this is useful, what else is it to be fair?
He's just giving the woman in green justice now.
Dao Xu's left hand was held, and a long sword appeared in front of him, with the word "ruthless" engraved on the sword, Dao Xuan pulled out the sword and sheathed it, and slashed at the woman in red.
Lu Yuling stood in front of the woman in red, closed her eyes, and didn't let in the slightest.
"Wait, Dao Xu. ”